The old man's office.
The young master who lost three fingers was also there, and there were eighteen fire generals beside him.
When he saw us coming in, his eyes almost popped out.
When Zhu Huan saw this posture, he immediately panicked, knowing that he had just gotten carried away and leaked his trump card.
If Gu Gu hadn't revealed the incident, the young master's family might still be a little wary. Now that the incident has been revealed, he lost three fingers, so he will never let it go.
The young master looked at us with a grin and pointed at us: "Zhu Huan, Li Shang, right? You are very good. If I don't play you to death, I will take your last name."
I said, "What's going on? One father isn't enough for you?"
The young master's face turned red and he started clapping the case.
Just as he was about to get angry, the old man opened the door and walked in.
The young master quickly stood aside.
After sitting down, the old man crossed his hands on the table and said, "Zhu Huan, is what you just said true or false?"
This old guy was blocked by Zhu Huan in one move.
If this is true, it means that we have confirmed the scandal in his family. Therefore, regardless of whether this is true or not, it is basically impossible for us to go out in one piece.
If this matter is false, then Zhu Huan just made rumors about their family in front of outsiders. In the world, this would cut off tongues, gouge out eyes, and cut off hand tendons.
I coughed and told Zhu Huan not to be afraid to tell the truth. Unexpectedly, the grandson made another shocking revelation.
He directly took out his mobile phone and opened the video player. There was a humming sound, which seemed to be the conversation between the young master and the concubine.
The young master in the video said: "Mom, am I better or my dad?"
The concubine's voice in the video was slightly shy: "Of course it's you, you're as strong as iron, oh~ you're going to die, you can't do it there, please be gentle."
The old man took a deep breath and repeated the word 'good' in his mouth. He didn't know whether he was praising his concubine for playing well or praising his son for doing well.
He raised his hand and was about to speak when the phone rang.
After answering the phone, his expression changed and he glared at me: "Are you here just to show off?"
I nodded slightly. The message I sent to Xiao Bijing just now was to ask her to spread the news in the world, saying that the owner of the pond, who has a lot of money, and the shopkeeper of Tianxia Pharmacy are setting off on the gambling street tonight.
When Zhu Huan reported the scandal about his family, I knew that this matter was definitely going to be bad. Since it was going to be rectified, it would be better to make it bigger. Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.
The old man said: "If I let you two go out standing upright today, I, Liu Dapeng, would have spent the past few decades wandering around in the world in vain."
After saying that, he took the young master and his secretary and left angrily.
And the eighteen fire generals in the room began to surround the two of us.
I gave Zhu Huan a look and suddenly kicked the fire general on my left.
Although the fire general was on guard, he was still staggered by my kick. I didn't care about the others, I went up to grab his hair and kneed him three times.
After putting him down, I went back to do the second one.
But the gap in numbers was irreparable. After a while, I received countless punches, but their strength was far from the force that Lao Li used to beat me.
On the other hand, Zhu Huan was a bit beyond my expectation. He was forced into a corner, or rather he shrank into a corner on his own, so that when his back was untouched, he could still fight back from time to time. This was a fight. Play out the experience.
Seeing that they can't hold me down for a while, those fires will pull out a stick from the waist, all red.
This is called a "red stick" in the martial arts world. Basically, every school will have a group of thugs, also called hangers-on. The best among the red sticks will add a short stick, called the "double-flowered red stick".
Seeing the fire general coming up with something to do, I also cheered up.
After all, those who can sit in the position of fire general are those who came from the bloody storm, and those with the red stick on their waists are even more outstanding.
I snatched the red stick from someone's hand and fought with them for my life. I didn't care at all that the red stick fell like raindrops on my body and head, making my eyesight black.
But there was only one thought in my mind, and that was to defeat them. If I couldn't stand firmly in this third-tier town, how could I stand on that high ground and avenge my parents?
Half an hour later, I knocked down the last fire general standing.
At this time, Zhu Huan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen into a pig's head, and he had already laid down.
I walked over and kicked him, but he laughed loudly: "You are really fierce."
I ignored him, rested against him for a while and then said, "Let's go find that old guy."
After leaving the office, I grabbed a dealer and asked them where the pond owner was.
The croupier saw that we were covered in blood, and tremblingly led us to the door where Liu Dapeng was.
I kicked the door open with a flying kick.
In the room, Liu Dapeng and his son were receiving guests.
When Liu Dapeng saw the two of us coming, he knew that I had picked out his top generals, and he also knew that I was not an ordinary soft persimmon who ran around in the world.
I went up and slapped him, but his son stood aside and didn't even dare to fart.
The door was open, so I deliberately raised my voice and said, "Liu Dapeng, what's going on? We know about your little wife and your son's dirty business, and you're going to silence them?"
Liu Dapeng looked at the two of us with no expression on his face, but he was quite calm: "I, Liu, made a mistake."
I grinned, reached out and patted his face: "You're not an old fool."
When the guest saw Liu Dapeng being beaten, he immediately stood up and wanted to leave.
As the same saying goes, no one in the world wants to get burned unless there is huge benefit or someone has the leverage.
Although Qianmen is powerful, Liu Dapeng is only the leader of Shunde, a third-tier town. To put it bluntly, he is equivalent to a small county magistrate on the frontier.
However, when this guest passed by me, my nose twitched, and there was a smell of earthy smell. He was probably a local master, and I immediately winked at Zhu Huan.
Although Zhu Huan's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his eyesight was still good. He kicked the door shut and blocked it with his body: "No one can leave."
He was holding a red stick in his hand and his face was covered in blood. Hulaza could really scare people.
The Tufuzi was blocked by Zhu Huan and turned around to ask me, "Friend, what does this mean?"
I said, "It's just a poison in the tomb, but you dare to make a fuss about it in public? If I expose this matter, you won't be able to deal with it, right?"
This sentence was intended to deceive him.
But he didn't bother himself and said, "Did you cure Xiao Wanfa?"
"it's me."
"People from the North?"
"Is it possible that he is a local dog like you?"
This is not simply scolding him.
Because the conflicts between the North and the South have become more and more intense since the Taoist clan was divided.
Going to the tomb for the Northerners is called fighting, while going to the tomb for the Southerners is called gold mining.
The Southern sect rarely followed any rules in doing things, and there were no taboos in going to the grave. They took away whatever they liked, and destroyed whatever they couldn't take away, no matter how valuable they were. As a result, they were nicknamed local dogs, which meant they didn't know the true treasures.
Naturally, the South has a lot of opinions about the Northern faction, saying that the Northern faction is not very capable and enforces many rules. It is obvious that they are just thieves who fight against each other, which makes them look like positive characters, which is disgusting.
After he lowered his head and thought for a while, he said, "What do you want? Let's draw a path."
