I ignored the bald man and just looked at Wang Bicheng, "Is this what you want to tell me?"
Wang Bicheng said to the bald man: "Fifth brother, please help me hold the formation first. Don't let everyone get confused. I'll go ask Mr. Liang to come over."
The bald man Da Chichi said: "Manager Wang, there is no need to alarm Mr. Liang with such a trivial matter? I have so many brothers, one person for each person, he can handle it even if he is tough."
Wang Bicheng said: "Fifth brother, this Mr. Zhou has some background. Master Liang has the final say on what to do."
"There's no need to bother Mr. Liang. I, Brother Chang Wu, don't take advantage of Mr. Liang for nothing. I will help him settle this matter today." The bald Brother Chang Wu patted Wang Bicheng on the shoulder and said, "Manager Wang, you are a cultural person. , doesn’t understand the rules of the street, and he dares to cause trouble in the place where my brother Chang Wu is watching. If I don’t get rid of him today, who will take me seriously in the future? "
Brother Chang Wu turned to look at me with a fierce look in his eyes, "Zhou, judging from your posture, it's not like you have lost your footing. Let's be honest, did Huang ask you to make trouble? You guys are ready outside. Call out as many people as you want, you, Mr. Chang Wu, and I will follow them all."
He swung the mink coat on his body, then stretched his hand backwards, and a horseman handed a machete into his hand.
He held the machete backwards and walked towards me step by step.
Wang Bicheng hesitated for a moment and did not stop him.
I flicked the cigarette in my hand to the ground, stamped it out, and walked towards Brother Chang Wu.
Brother Chang Wu waved his machete high.
I walked past him.
The knife he held fell down and hit his thigh.
Blood spattered, and the blade of the knife was engulfed in his flesh.
He screamed, but without any hesitation in his hand, he pulled out the knife and slashed again, exactly into the same position, then the third, fourth...
Wang Bicheng's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Zhou, I am a disciple of Master Long."
I walked closer and patted his shoulder, "You don't even know my name, how dare you say that you are the disciple of the old immortal? Do you really think that after worshiping the old immortal, you can be called the disciple? Don't do it next time Don’t call yourself that to others, if it reaches Immortal Long’s ears, he will kill you first!”
Wang Bicheng couldn't help but trembled when I patted him.
I laughed, walked past him, and walked into the group of security guards and gangsters.
Thump, thump, thump... In a series of muffled sounds, everyone fell down silently wherever I passed.
When I came to the end of the corridor, only Wang Bicheng was left standing behind me.
Brother Chang Wu had fallen to the ground, but he still kept slashing his thighs one after another.
I didn't stay any longer and walked straight out of the nightclub and returned to Dahe Village.
The three rooms in the courtyard are still brightly lit.
I entered the consulting room calmly.
Yang Xiaowen was lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly. When she heard the door, she turned over and did not wake up.
I first changed the incense in the incense burner on the windowsill, then took her back to the guest room, put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.
She chirped twice, moved, and adjusted her posture to become more comfortable. Half of her face was retracted into the quilt, but she still didn't wake up.
It’s not that her sleep quality was good, it was that before I left, I replaced all three rooms with sleeping incense, which was enough for her to sleep peacefully until dawn.
After making arrangements for Yang Xiaowen, I returned to the consulting room and did evening classes as usual.
As soon as I spread out the rice paper and dipped my pen in ink, before I could start writing, I heard the sound of the hospital door, followed by footsteps outside the consulting room door.
"Come in, the door is unlocked."
As soon as the footsteps stopped, I immediately said hello.
The person outside the door paused for a few seconds, then opened the door and walked in.
The visitor was wearing a thick army green cotton coat with the collar turned up and a rustic scarf wrapped around his head, looking like a farmer going into the city.
After entering the door, he stopped at the door and lowered his head without moving, feeling uneasy all over his body.
I said, "I thought you would leave Jincheng overnight and never come back."
She knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Mr. Zhou, please let me go. I was wrong. I can make up for it in any way. I just ask you to let me go."
She is the little nurse in the hospital, the swallow who escaped from the youth hostel, and the Xiaomei who was fascinated by He Qiangbing.
I ignored her and slowly started writing.
Today I am writing about the first volume of the Myoho Renge Sutra of the Supreme Middle Way.
Xiaomei lay on the ground and didn't dare to get up, she just begged.
I finished writing in one breath, put down the pen, picked up the scripture and read it, put it in front of her, and said warmly: "Do you recognize it? Read it again."
Xiaomei picked up the rice paper blankly and chanted in a low voice.
She read extremely fluently and read the entire scripture to the end in one breath.
"The eyes of these gods and humans, who are afraid of the world, can say that all immortals should be supported..."
When she thought of this, she suddenly stuttered and recited the words "Everyone Should Be Offered" twice, then slowly stopped, carefully put the rice paper back on the ground, and leaned down again, not daring to speak.
I said, "Just leave after reading. I have already punished you for what you did, and I will not pursue you again, but you should not appear in front of me again in the future."
Xiaomei lay on the ground without moving and whispered: "Mr. Zhou, I have figured it out. Please give me a chance to turn around. I am willing to serve you under your sect."
I shook my head and said, "You are naturally charming and have an unstable mind. You came from a bird's nest. You have too many distracting thoughts to become a warlock. I cannot accept you."
Xiaomei said with a tearful voice: "I don't ask to be your apprentice, I just ask for an opportunity to serve you. All our nests have been folded in, and now I am the only one left, free from worries and without any distracting thoughts." .”
I asked: "Have you ever learned Ba Feng Fu Gong?"
Xiaomei answered honestly: "No, Sister Qiu said that to be Zhangtou Yan, I need to be charming and flirtatious, so I am not suitable for learning Ba Feng Fu Gong."
I shook my head and said: "If you haven't learned the Eight Winds Fudong Kung Fu, you are not considered a true inheritance of Qianmen. You haven't even crossed the threshold of the ninth stream. You can barely be regarded as the leader of the swallows by following the bird's nest. But without the bird's nest, there is no one." He will admit that you are a scammer. I will introduce you to a master. You go to Sanlin and find someone named Liu Aijun. Just tell him that I will let you go and follow him, and just let him arrange the rest."
After saying that, I drew a Taoist talisman on yellow paper, folded it into a paper crane, and handed it to her, "If there is anything wrong with Liu Aijun and he threatens you, tearing up the paper crane will keep you safe."
Xiaomei took the paper crane, didn't dare to say anything more, stood up and left the consulting room.
As soon as she went out, she trotted out of the yard and never looked back.
Using Xiaomei to check and balance Liu Aijun was my plan when I met her, so I told her to give her a chance to turn around.
When they said she was brave in the hospital, it didn't mean that she dared to sneak into the police's territory to see her accomplices, but that she had the courage to run away when she saw me.
If she doesn't look back this time, there will be no future.
