Li Haitang quietly observed the faces of the Wu clan, and their expectant eyes made her give up her little conspiracy.Seeing the cunning that flashed in the little girl's black apricot eyes, Zhuge Yi knew that she had missed this good opportunity to stand up after all, but it was not bad to win the trust of the Wu clan, at least when she wanted to attack the Wu clan chief in the future, it would not cause the disgust of the Wu clan.Li Haitang was not naïve enough to besiege the porcelain source hall for the Wu clan, and there was no secret help from the Wu patriarch and Mrs.
Wu.Just now, when the white-bearded old man walked through the crowd on crutches, he seemed to be deliberately pushed down by a hand, and the old man almost fell, but fortunately, the people around him cleverly supported him, and the young man who deliberately pushed people seemed familiar.Li Haitang calmed down, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "The public property of each clan is posted on the wall of the porcelain source hall every year, and the chief of each clan village will copy a copy and go back to inform the villagers of his clan when giving New Year's gifts.If you don't hear it from the head of the clan, then the head is out of duty.As for private property, it is not necessary to publicize it widely, and the villagers of the clans have no right to interfere with the wealth of others. ”"Listening to the words of the ancestors, whether the two medical halls are public property or not, should we go to the chief of the clan to ask?"
The bold young man stood up again to question, attracting Li Haitang's sideways attention.She looked at the young man standing in the crowd, the tall man standing out in the crowd.The young man's eyebrows, healthy complexion, and strong physique were out of place with the hunchbacked, emaciated poor people around him."
Are you from the Wu clan?""
Mengzhi, Jianghu people, come here."
The young man clenched his fists and said righteously: "Seeing that the powerful are oppressing the people, when the road is uneven, he should stand up for the people and seek justice." ”"Brother is a righteous man, the little woman admires.It's just that justice is in the hearts of the people, and there are many doubts about the little woman's truth, not to mention that some people secretly encourage the little woman to be killed, even if the truth is revealed on the merits, but who will ask for justice for the little woman's innocent death. ”Li Haitang's words are "This girl is not easy to bully", how could Zhuge Yi and the patriarchs and old men not understand what she meant.This is not only to persuade the young people not to act blindly, but also to warn them not to try to force her into a trap.Zhuge Yiqing coughed and stepped forward to relieve the siege, and hugged his fist with Meng Zhi to salute, "I have heard the name of the Demon King of the Mixed World for a long time, but I have never had a chance to see it, and today the Mengzhi brothers came to Ciyu Town for a visit is the fate of three lives, fortunately!"
Fortunately!
”Meng Zhi looked at the handsome and peerless young man, guessing that he was about the same age as him, but he walked the rivers and lakes with a reckless spirit, while the other party was elegant and humble and bookish."
The Demon King of the Mixed World is a false praise of his fellow people in the rivers and lakes, and he is ashamed of it."
Meng Zhi clenched his fists, and his gaze at Zhuge Yi did not stop.Li Haitang, who was standing in the car, said lightly: "This is Zhuge painter." ”"Zhuge ?"
Meng Zhi muttered, his eyes suddenly cold, and his two fists attacked him like a swift wind, one punch hit the opponent's face, and the other punch hit the opponent's chest, the two punches were strong and powerful, and the punches were windy."
Surnamed Meng, you dare to bully my master?"
Li Haitang stomped her feet angrily, and saw Zhuge Yi's posture lightly dodging two fists, only defending and forbearing, so angry that she clenched her little silver teeth."
Master, why don't you beat him!
His martial arts are not very good, he will definitely lose to you!
”Li Haitang encouraged Zhuge Yi to fight back, but found that people were not interested in "fighting" at all, as if he was teasing the fierce fist Mengzhi, dodging left and right and making the fist pass by.A dozen or so punches were all empty, and Meng Zhi was annoyed and ashamed.When Zhuge Yi avoided it again, he suddenly slapped Zhuge Yi's chest with his fist.Zhuge Yi leaned slightly sideways to avoid the hand that slapped on his chest, but his arm was a little weak.He took a few steps back, his dragon eyes staring coldly at Meng Zhi's fist, his legs arched forward and backward in a posture that seemed to attack and defend.The people watching the battle let out an exclamation, and Li Haitang was even more angry and scolded."
Shameless villain, if you dare to hurt my master, I will cut off your hand to pay for it."
Meng Zhi glanced coldly at the indignant little girl standing in the carriage, and said with an arrogant smile: "Today I will end his life and hurt him so that he has no body."
If your delicate little hand can lift a big knife, I will lie down and do it to you. ”"Phew!
You shameless villain, you wait for me!
”Li Haitang searched around and found that the people of the Wu clan came to make trouble, but none of them brought weapons.She was so angry that she pointed at the onlookers and scolded: "A group of cowards, don't you come to make trouble with hoes and sickles?
What if Patriarch Mo and the others send vicious little guys to drive you away?
Don't you resist just being beaten?
”"Feng Xiannu, we ......
We're here to seek justice, not to make trouble. ”The onlookers of the Wu clan confessed very innocently, although they knew in their hearts that they were indeed here to make trouble, but they didn't have the courage to take the "weapon".Li Haitang turned his white and squinted at this group of unrighteous Wu clansmen.Seeing that Zhuge Yi was forced to retreat by the blocked fist wind, she was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, looking at the patriarchs and old men at the gate of the porcelain source hall.The people of the Wu clan are not sensible, are they not sensible either?
Can't you send a few nursing homes out to help?
Patriarch Mo, who was the first to receive the little girl's eyes for help, pursed the corners of his lips and spread his hands.Feng Xiannu, the old man is old and powerless, and he really can't help.Patriarch Li scratched his head and looked aggrieved: The old man doesn't know martial arts, and he is afraid that he will not be able to make trouble if he goes up.Patriarch Yan watched the excitement happily, and directly ignored the little girl's eyes for help.As for Patriarch Cheng, he had more than enough heart but not enough strength, and he didn't dare to show that he was close to Li Haitang, so he had to lower his head and pretend that his shoes were dirty.Patriarch Si is a wall-to-wall grass and can't be counted on, and the only hope is ......
The upright-tempered patriarch finally couldn't hold it back, rolled up his two sleeves and strode down the stone steps, and yelled at Meng Zhi, who was so strong that Zhuge Yi was defeated and retreated."
Come on!
Let me taste your fists too, and see if the fists I've been practicing for decades can still succeed!
”After speaking, he spat on each of his two fists: "Phew!
Bah!
”Rub the large palm of the grinding disc vigorously, and the thick palm has given birth to calluses that will never fade.I don't know what boxing skills the patriarch practices on weekdays, how can the palms of his hands be calloused?
Meng Zhi laughed loudly, and his fist suddenly reversed direction, attacking the abdomen of the Dian people in an extremely twisted arc.The patriarch clasped his palms in front of his abdomen, and scolded with a smile: "Sure enough, he is a person in the rivers and lakes, and he is so domineering and rude."
Okay, let me go through the tricks with you, and we'll be stronger than anyone else's fists. ”"Thank you Patriarch for your advice!"
Meng Zhi sneered, and the second punch had been fiercely smashed on the waist of the patriarch, and the vigorous and domineering fist style seemed to overshadow the whistling of the autumn wind, and the onlookers only felt that their scalps were numb, and they prayed for the patriarch to be safe.This punch is on the side of the waist, and I am afraid that the kidneys will be shattered into tofu brains.Fortunately, it didn't hit the master, otherwise she would have really picked up a knife and slashed someone.Li Haitang thought so, but he couldn't bear to see the patriarch who was beaten by his fist.() Glory to the end