Although Wang Jingya has a very rough figure, she has the natural delicacy of women in her heart. She only arrived for a while and pointed out the problem to the point.
Moreover, he also shifted the current crux of the matter from Zhang Kun's sudden attack to kill Zhao Bao and cripple the boss of the escort bureau to what exactly led to the current ending.
She believed that she would not see the wrong person.
A young man who has returned from studying abroad with great ambitions and wants to do more for the land that raised him and this nation will not act recklessly and look for trouble for no reason.
He must have killed and beaten people as a last resort.
"Xiaoya, why are you talking to Master Luo?"
Du Fengjiang touched the two curls of mustache on his lips, quietly walked out of the crowd, bowed his hands and said: "Uncle Luo, young people act frivolously and inevitably lose their sense of proportion. It is naturally her fault that my junior sister contradicts my uncle. . If my nephew is here, he will be forgiven."
He looked around, smiled, and added: "However, things have priorities. You see, so many people are watching, and now people are still being beaten to death. If there is no explanation, it will not be easy for the government to say. Yes. Instead of asking first what the cause was, how did Zhang Kun and Master Qiu get into a dispute?"
Du Fengjiang obviously wanted to apologize, but in fact, he was standing up for Wang Jingya.
Although Wang Jingya is very powerful and has a high status, she is still a woman after all.
In the eyes of people of the time, women are basically representatives of long hair and short knowledge. When doing big things or getting serious, they basically don’t consult their opinions.
Since Wang Jingya appeared, few people watching the show paid attention to her aura and her martial arts. Everyone is looking at her face and figure.
The contempt can be seen in those strange eyes.
Everything is because she is a woman.
Of course, a certain "Buddha" is different.
If you really reach a certain high level, you will naturally not be regarded as a woman by the world, but as a god and Buddha descending to the earth.
"Ask, I also want to know whether the truth of the matter is consistent with what Brother Zhang said."
Luo Wei's expression softened a little.
With so many people watching, even if he wanted to be partial or defend his shortcomings, he couldn't do it too obviously.
What's more, Du Fengjiang's identity is different.
Not only is he the eldest disciple of Big Sword King Wu, but he also successfully forged his bones two years ago, and his martial arts is very strong.
Don't look at him in the capital, looking like a good gentleman. In fact, when he is walking outside, he is also a strong soldier who has come and gone in the wind and blood, and he has the style of a master.
Of course, as the eldest disciple of Mr. Wang's bodyguard, his words have different weight.
Even Luo Wei couldn't show off his uncle's music, and his voice became calmer.
Before anyone could ask.
The sobbing woman and child on the side have come to their senses.
The woman took two steps and knelt down in front of Zhang Kun with a "plop", and then pulled the child to kneel down.
"Thank you so much for saving the little lady and her whole family. If my benefactor hadn't been here today, my life would have been worse than death, and my son would have died on the spot. For such a great kindness, I will definitely be carrying the ring-knot grass in the next life... Doudou, Stop crying and kowtow to your benefactor."
As the two men kowtowed, Zhang Kun could clearly see, at a level invisible to the naked eye, three points of golden light penetrating between his eyebrows like a swallow returning to the forest.
The woman and the child each had one point, and the other point was the thin, yellow-faced middle-aged man who was leaning on the earth wall, seriously injured and unable to move.
The man's lips moved, his eyes were full of gratitude, and a bit of golden dragon energy had already risen.
"Get up, get up. When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. The bandits are ferocious... Although Zhang is weak, since he has seen it, there is no reason to turn a blind eye."
He stretched out his hand to help, but when he saw that the woman and the child were still trying to knock down, he picked up the child and walked straight towards the thin, yellow-faced middle-aged man. He stretched out his hand to check for pulse, lightly touched his chest and abdomen, and turned around and said: "Sister, help. People are important, please ask a few people to take this man to the hospital."
"Okay, where are you? You're still in a daze. Why don't you go and help?"
Several escorts from the escort agency quickly moved forward.
"Master Zhang is so chivalrous."
"Yes, Brother Zhang has extraordinary skills and a cheerful temperament, which suits me very much. If we have time in the future, we might as well get close and have a few drinks."
"Mr. Wang's reputation as a bodyguard spreads far and wide, and he hates evil the most. Although there are inevitably some dissatisfaction among the bodyguards under his name, there are also true righteous men like Master Zhang who are chivalrous and pity the weak..."
There were loud voices or whispers all around, and there was a buzz of discussion.
Luo Wei's face was sullen at first, and he opened his mouth several times to speak, but at this time nothing came out.
As he listened, he forced a smile out of the corner of his mouth, which made him feel a little more cordial than when he arrived earlier.
As for what he is thinking, who knows?
The situation is compelling...
Tian Qianli stood aside blankly, the shock in his eyes still not fading away.
Everything Zhang Kun did really subverted his cognition.
His boxing skills have improved tenfold compared to that day when he was sparring at Taihe Restaurant.
Not only did he quietly enter the realm of "joint force", but in actual combat, he was frighteningly strong.
The notorious third master of Crouching Tiger Village could not survive two moves in his hands.
And Qiu Yulin, a senior bodyguard of the bodyguard agency who had been an escort for ten years and had experienced hundreds of battles, was easily beaten by him into a dilemma of life and death, like a dead dog.
'He seems to be no older than me, but he is so, he is so...'
'So, is it possible to be a human being like this? '
The blood in my chest was boiling uncontrollably, and there was an indescribable sense of loss.
'There is no comparison between people after all. '
'For so many years, I have been working in such a humble way, careful to please, but it turned out to be wrong. '
He felt a mixture of emotions and was inexplicably shocked.
He didn't notice that there was a bit of golden dragon energy above his head, quietly but firmly flying towards Zhang Kun's eyebrows.
…
Regarding Luo Wei's accountability, Zhang Kun actually didn't pay attention at all.
The cause and effect of the matter are clearly laid out here, and you don’t know who is right and who is wrong.
Many outsiders are watching, and if they continue to be stubborn, it will only damage the reputation of Yuanshun Escort Agency.
A veteran martial artist like Luo Wei, an old bodyguard, would not fail to understand this truth.
The meat rots in the pot, and the family affairs can be dealt with behind closed doors.
On the surface, conflicts must no longer be stirred up.
A family of three who sold tofu were saved by him. It was not surprising for them that they would not hesitate to return from hell to the human world, and their excitement gave them dragon energy.
But what happened to Tian Qianli?
'I've beaten you before, and I wasn't nice to you before, but you're like this, and you even secretly gave me dragon energy points. '
'The old society forced people to become ghosts... Tian Qianli is hard to describe. '
Zhang Kun shook his head. He actually had no answer in his mind as to whether a person in a difficult situation should climb up by any means necessary.
He can only be himself and be himself.
