Chapter 180
Three stretchers were carried to the hall entrance. The first and last ones held the attacker, while the person on the middle stretcher was still unconscious. When the other two suddenly attacked, she was nearly thrown to the ground along with the stretcher by the overwhelmed staff, but luckily it was a close call.
The staff member who had dropped the stretcher reacted quickly, but the county magistrate reacted even faster. Facing the two men charging at him with daggers, he grabbed one of them by the wrist, twisted it, and threw him against the wall beside him, landing squarely between Bei Qiao and the person who had approached him. With a crack, the wooden wall split open, trapping the attacker.
The approaching man who was nearly hit by the human bomb attack swallowed his saliva, thinking that today was probably not a good day to approach someone, so he regretfully gave up the idea of continuing to talk to Bei Qiao, turned around and went to the hall to prepare for breakfast. As a result, he tripped over the threshold when entering the door and almost fell on his face in public: "Oh my God!" Today really is a bad day for everything!
Bei Qiao who got rid of the sticky situation: Well, I’m lucky today.
After the first attacker was knocked away, the second attacker was also forced to surrender as his entourage surrounded and intercepted him. Two attackers were captured on the spot, leaving only one person lying unconscious on a stretcher. It was unknown whether this person was a lucky accomplice who had not had time to attack in time.
Seeing that all the attackers had been apprehended, the staff member carrying the stretcher finally reacted and quickly set the stretcher aside. There was no time to find a doctor for the man. Two of the three men had already been identified as suspects, so the remaining one's identity was tentatively questionable. Since this man wasn't in immediate danger of death, it would be best to detain him. Bai Youchang wasn't off work anyway, so once he cleared him of suspicion, he could treat him as a normal passenger.
"See, what did I say?" Bai Youchang crossed his arms and shook his head: "Every time I think I can get off work, it's time to work overtime." Fortunately, he didn't log off just now, otherwise he would be woken up again.
The players who had originally planned to rush out to protect the county magistrate and see if there was any merit to be earned: Alas, we were too slow and missed the opportunity. Forget it, forget it, let's disperse.
"Wow, sir, you have great skills!" The onlookers who failed to become heroes put down the tools in their hands that they had not had time to use and applauded enthusiastically: Although this sir is not going to be an official in our place, it is a good relationship, so there is no need to be stingy with free compliments.
"Haha, a martial arts champion, not worth mentioning." The young county magistrate modestly extended his hand, repeatedly making downward gestures, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed. If the crowd had continued to ask, he probably would have revealed his martial arts champion identity, but everyone was more interested in the attacker, so he had to regretfully abandon the idea.
One of the "Wu Ju" players, a part-time writer in real life, smacked his lips, ran back to his room, logged off, and took out his keyboard: "One day, pirates tried to kidnap the champion for money, but were beaten up instead. When asked why, it turned out that they had robbed the champion martial arts student..."
While the others gathered around the county magistrate, envious of his skill, Bai Youchang, with the help of his colleagues, escorted the two attackers, bundled like dumplings, into the cabin, separating them from the stowaways, aiming to finish their interrogation and leave work sooner. Because they had paid for their tickets, these stowaways would be forcibly disembarked the next time the ship docked. For now, due to their lack of credibility, they could only stay in the cabin, even though there were vacant rooms outside.
The person lying on the stretcher has not yet regained consciousness. The staff were worried that she would threaten the safety of other passengers, so they did not dare to carry her into the room and could only ask the doctor to come out and examine her.
"It's okay, I didn't choke on water, I just fell asleep." The doctor took the pulse again uncertainly: With such a big heart, he could fall asleep while floating on the sea.
"Mom, can I take the martial arts exam without studying?" While others were trying to find a shortcut to martial arts from the county magistrate's oral description of his daily habits, the naughty child in the hall, who was looking at the vegetables with a sad face, was focusing on another thing: can I take the martial arts exam without studying and can just eat meat and drink wine to my heart's content?
"You have to take the martial arts exam, and you can't bear the hardship of practicing martial arts." Family members know their own business. How can a kid who can't sit still while practicing calligraphy persist in practicing martial arts?
"How do you know I can't endure hardship? What if I'm a martial arts genius? Even if I don't study well and fail the exam... I can still become a hero!" The child straightened his back unconvinced and put his hands on his waist: "Being a hero is so awesome!" The thought of being called a hero wherever he goes makes him wake up with joy even in his dreams!
"You're calling me a genius... get off that stool right now!" The child's parents raised their hands and pulled him off the bench. "Who's a hero who doesn't even eat and still steps on a stool? Be mindful of your words and actions when you're out. Clean up the stool you stepped on before letting others sit on it!"
"What's wrong with stepping on the stool? Other heroes step on the wall and the roof..." The child muttered and pulled out a sweat towel from his waist, wiped off the shoe prints with a sullen face: God will give a great responsibility to... I don't care what it is, this hero will endure it!
"Want to try for the martial arts exam?" Hearing the child yelling, the county magistrate, who had finally escaped from the encirclement, walked over and rubbed the child's head.
"Yeah!" The child raised his head, clutching the sweat towel, and looked at me with sparkling eyes: "Official, how can I become a powerful official like you?" Even if there is an exam for the martial arts exam, it is easier than the literary exam, right?
"Shut up! Sir, you..."
"It's okay, children speak without restraint. If you want to take the martial arts exam, you have to find a reliable teacher, eat more and practice more...ah, or you can learn horse stance first. While you are young, you can try anything." If you tell a child about the saying "poor in literature but rich in martial arts", he will not understand. It is better to let him suffer a little and then give up.
"Hear what the adults said, stand in horse stance!" The child's parents thanked the county magistrate, and without caring whether the child had eaten enough, they forced him to stand in horse stance in the aisle: "You'll be fine if you don't eat! If you don't eat, you'll suffer!"
"If it's horse stance, let's do it!" Feeling that he was one step closer to becoming a hero, the child heroically did horse stance at the table, with his chin raised high, like a proud little rooster.
Ten seconds later, the child's face looked a little strange.
Thirty seconds later, the child tried to stand up with trembling legs, but was ruthlessly suppressed by the adults.
A minute later, the trembling child sat on the ground with his legs limp, crying and shouting that his legs hurt and he refused to learn martial arts anymore, while he kept shouting that he wanted to eat.
"Shameful!" The child's sister rolled her eyes at her useless brother, picked up the vegetables with the bowl in her arms, and burped while holding the cup of water: A person who rolls on the ground and cries loudly because he can't eat vegetables can't be a hero!
"That's good, at least he's healthy." The county magistrate wasn't surprised that the child had neither talent nor perseverance. In this world, geniuses are ultimately a minority. Most people are ordinary people, relying on hard work to achieve success. But in the end, they realize that what they achieved was probably something a genius could have achieved simply by standing on tiptoe.
"Why don't you say thank you to the adults?"
"Thank you, sir." The child climbed up from the ground with the help of a stool, his legs shaking. He bowed to the county magistrate and slapped his thigh: "You useless thing, can't you stand for a while longer?!"
The adult with twitching mouth said: "Ha, ha ha..." I will sell all his storybooks when I get home!
In the hall, those who weren't eating moved to the entertainment area to continue gossiping. There were no video games in this other world, and the space on the ship was limited, so everyone played indoor games like cards and mahjong. If you lost, you had to change players, and there were no chips.
"Hey, have you heard of that ship?" At the mahjong table, an old hand who had bad luck in drawing cards rolled his eyes and suddenly put on a mysterious expression.
"Which one?" The others didn't react for a moment.
"That's the place where Haishang Xiaojin's family is!" The old man took advantage of the situation and quickly replaced a mahjong tile with another one. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he was discovered by the person behind him: "You stole the tile and replaced the person!"
"You're too sharp..." The veteran chuckled, but without arguing, he stood up and traded seats with his fellow mahjong player. He wasn't a particularly honest man, but life at sea was a bit boring. If he was blacklisted by his fellow mahjong players for stealing cards, his life would be difficult.
"That sea-going den of brothel you mentioned earlier is still here!" The ship the veteran was referring to was actually a stateless vessel, rife with all sorts of nefarious practices. With money, you could buy anything on it, including people. And when you ran out of money, you could even mortgage yourself, leaving yourself completely wiped out.
"What else can I do? Money talks!" Seeing someone offering him tea just to hear gossip, the old man happily continued: "Of course, our wise and powerful Queen wouldn't tolerate that ship, but those people outside, tsk tsk, those barbarians don't care about that. That ship is also very slippery, never approaching our shore, and when it encounters a warship, it slips away like a loach, making it hard to catch!"
"Oh, then it has nothing to do with us, right?"
"It's not a big deal, young man. You just don't think enough." The old man stuffed a melon seed into his mouth and shook his head while eating it.
Hearing that this was some unusual gossip, people nearby gathered around. Bei Qiao also took a few steps closer and stood outside the window, listening quietly.
“There are always some people who think they are the king of gamblers and the god of gamblers in the world. They are determined to get on that ship, even if it means rowing a boat or jumping into the sea. Tsk tsk…” The old man shook his head: Wow, that’s great. It’s rare that so many people haven’t heard the gossip I told.
"So what?"
"Well? Do you think these guys will still remember the law and etiquette after they get their eyes on the devil? Guess what they'll use as bargaining chips when they don't have money to get on the ship?"
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