Chapter 1997: Madman and Warrior
The flames gradually spread, and the flames seemed to be a big mouth, swallowing everything close to him with the breeze.
Fang Xing was watching all this, his cheeks trembled, and he said, "No rush."
Yu Qian gritted his teeth and said, "Bo Xinghe, if you don't go...the fire will be big."
"Just make it big!"
Fang Xing stared at the front. If someone followed his gaze, they would find that he was not looking at those rampant scholars at all, but was staring at those businessmen and fellows.
The flames had already engulfed five shops, and the howling was loud.
Looking around, half of Jinan City was illuminated by the flames breaking through the roof.
Countless people walked out of their homes in disregard of the night ban, looking worried at the distant fire.
Everyone was waiting for this collision, but it would happen in this way, no one thought about it.
What about Xing Hebo?
He should stop this riot!
Shen Shitou was standing right behind Fang Xing, Yu Qian gave him a few winks but was indifferent.
His task was to take Fang Xing away in a critical moment, as for the others, that was not in his consideration.
Fang Xing will not ignore the people's misfortune, Shen Shitou still believes in this.
"Xing Hebo..."
Yu Qian begged for the second time.
Fang Xing shook his head slightly, and said, "I want to see if they dare to resist, or accept it!"
Yu Qian was startled, and immediately said angrily: "This is not an academy, nor is it that laboratory!"
Fang Xing's mouth showed a strange smile, "If they don't do anything today, it proves that the influence of the gentry is still deep-rooted. Given time and the right time, they will make a comeback again, and that is what I don't want to see. For that... I want to see."
Yu Qian closed his eyes, lowered his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "But those people are innocent, we are just sitting and watching."
"A quarter of an hour!"
Fang Xing stretched out a finger.
The chaos continues and intensifies.
Reason is dissipating, and evil thoughts are rising.
The shopkeepers all ran to the streets and watched their places burn to ashes.
Some howled, some cursed, some were dumbfounded.
"father!"
A young man was holding a bundle, and was being chased by several scholars. A middle-aged man rushed out of the fleeing crowd. He waved, "Yu'er, run!"
The young man was carrying a heavy burden, and he ran slower and slower.
"Yu'er..."
A scholar caught up with a grinning grin, and threw out the stick in his hand, which hit the young man's heel.
"ah……"
The young man fell heavily on the ground, but he was still holding the burden.
He raised his head and shouted, "Father..."
The nosebleed from that face stung the eyes of the middle-aged man, and the scholar who caught up behind stepped on his son's back, which was even more...
flame!
The eyes of the middle-aged man were burning with flames!
"My name is Nima!"
The middle-aged man was trembling all over, he turned around and snatched an old man's crutches, and rushed up crying.
The young man was trampled on by two scholars and beaten violently. When the stick was dancing, the violence hidden in human nature suddenly broke out.
The screams cannot stop the atrocities, but stimulate the perpetrator's adrenal glands.
The stick became more and more free from taboos, and when the stick was raised high, there was a loud shout.
The scholar who was about to beat the young man on the head looked up and saw a pair of crazy eyes.
He swore that he had never seen such eyes in his life.
like what?
A beast that guards its cubs?
Or a mad bull...
"father……"
Accompanied by this shout of joy, the crutch came through the air and hit the scholar's chin heavily.
With a click, the scholar's head tilted heavily to the right, and blood and...teeth were flying in the air!
Another scholar was holding a wooden stick, watching the father rushing forward dully, and waved the crutch for the second time.
These merchants! They used to be very respectful to us.
He dared to attack us, is he crazy?
"Mongrel..."
The cane hit the scholar's left arm with a crisp sound.
"ah……"
Amidst the howling, the middle-aged man helped his son up. Seeing that his nose was crooked, his lips were swollen, and he was walking with a limp, he couldn't help but wailed, "You bastards..."
He supported his son and stood in front of him, with two scholars at his feet.
The scholars in front stared blankly at this scene, the flames around them were soaring into the sky, and the sound of heavy objects falling could be heard from time to time.
The businessmen were also staring blankly at this scene.
What they saw was the roar of a father and... fearlessness!
The father, who was still angry, saw his son's miserable situation, and his anger rose again.
"Why?"
No one answered the lonely question, so he became even more furious.
"Come on! I'm right here, come and hit me! Come and hit me!"
The middle-aged man beat his chest with the head of his cane, shouting and provoking at the scholars.
"I'm still a little scared!"
Fang Xing said disappointedly.
Yu Qian shook his head and said, "Uncle Xinghe, let's do it."
Fang Xing nodded, then raised his right hand in the darkness.
Footsteps came from behind, and the evil spirit gradually gathered.
Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time was silently sad.
He is sad for those scholars.
Those violent and cruel, and unscrupulous.
He remembered what Fang Xing said.
——Most people hide a devil in their hearts. Once released, it can turn a gentleman into a lunatic; it can turn an honest man into a warrior!
And now there is a devil's play, some people have become lunatics, releasing their inner violence; while some people have become warriors, challenging a group of lunatics alone.
"etc!"
Fang Xing suddenly shouted, Xin Laoqi turned around and pressed his hand, the footsteps stopped.
"Xing Hebo..."
Fang Xing showed a little excitement on his face, and said, "See for yourself."
Yu Qian raised his head and saw a scene that he will never forget in his life.
Those scholars were enraged, and then rushed over brandishing wooden sticks.
But this is nothing, because on the opposite side, those businessmen and guys have already started to fight back.
"Fight! If you win, your salary will be doubled this year! Soup and medicine are all included!"
Several shopkeepers were getting old, and they were agitating behind.
"Beat me hard! I will support your family for ten years after I die!"
The two sides collided violently, all kinds of weapons were waving in the flames, and the screams were almost continuous.
After a face-to-face meeting, the number of scholars on the other side was almost six to one, but they were still being chased and beaten.
Encouraged by the reward, those guys chased after him fearlessly, and the scene became a mess for a while, running around and chasing after him.
"The combat power is too poor. Wen can't stabilize the country, martial arts can't defend the country, and they can't even fight, waste!"
Fang Xing waved his hand fiercely, and Old Seven Xin shouted, "Attack!"
Puff puff!
This is not a battle, the main purpose is to deter, so when the sound of neat footsteps sounded, the two groups stopped and looked into the darkness together.
Puff puff……
The footsteps in the darkness became faster and faster, and gradually, a row of arrays shrouded in steel appeared.
Looking at darkness from light is like looking down on hell from heaven.
Then an army came out of hell!
Puff puff!
The sound of footsteps knocked on the long street, and also on the hearts of those who were gradually sluggish.
"It's him!"
A scream broke the silence, and then someone shouted: "It's Fang Xing!"
In an instant, without anyone's command, those scholars discarded the weapons in their hands, turned around and ran towards the merchant, like a galloping horse, without any appearance of fleeing in embarrassment when they were beaten just now. Hot Book Recommendations: The new book "Da Dao Chao Tian", the new book of the master Mao Ni, the new book "The Immortal Realm of Mortal Cultivation", the new book "Cultivating Immortals with Big Data", the new book "Don't Play Online Games" by the Master Chang Yu