Chapter 323 Chapter 325 Fighting
The officer's face looked a little unhappy. At the beginning, he had some sympathy for the weak and wanted to uphold justice for the weak. However, the woman seemed not to hear his questions just now, and now she started to throw a tantrum when she saw her own family. What's the matter? You don't believe me? That's great. It's just a small dispute. I'll just watch the show.
The middle-aged man in his forties was the uncle of the child who was crying on the ground. Seeing his sister-in-law and nephew crying miserably, he felt a little embarrassed.
"What's going on?" he asked sullenly.
"Her child beat our Xiaobao. Big brother, look, two of Xiaobao's front teeth were knocked out." Indeed, there was blood around Xiaobao's mouth, and the place where the two big front teeth originally grew was now bald and black.
"I just wanted to come here to ask for an explanation, but this woman slashed at me with a knife. Ah, my scalp still feels cold!" Xiaobao's mother cried loudly. She was so scared that she lost her mind and has just recovered.
Xiaobao's uncle, Lin Ke'an, looked at the blood-red sword that flew back to Rong Xianxian's hand with a bad face, and made a gesture to his team. Five young men came over there.
"Captain Lin, what do you want to do?" Ye Lanxin asked dissatisfiedly when she saw Lin Ke'an's actions.
"Mr. Ye, I know you have a good relationship with Doctor Rong. Since Doctor Rong is now free to attack an ordinary person, it just so happens that I have a younger brother who loves to spar with others. Let him learn some skills from Doctor Rong." Lin Ke'an said to Ye Lanxin. Although he knew that the Ye family was quite powerful in the capital and he was usually willing to give Ye Lanxin some face, today's matter concerned his reputation. Besides, he also had a backer in the capital. No matter what, he could not let it go.
"Brother Lin, I heard there's a fight to be had, who's it?" A lazy voice came, and a young man about 1.9 meters tall and as thin as a bamboo pole walked over. He had light eyebrows and eyes, and ordinary facial features. He carried a long sword-shaped weapon on his back, and his steps were light, with an expression that he was very much looking forward to the fight.
"Brother Yingmu, it's her." Lin Ke'an pointed his finger in the direction of Rong Xianxian.
Hua Yingmu looked in the direction of Lin Ke'an's finger and said, "No way, you want me to fight with a woman?" Hua Yingmu muttered reluctantly.
He looked behind Rong Xianxian and saw Cui Lie, who had a storm brewing on his face. He instantly felt like a mouse whose tail was stepped on. He screamed "Ah" and ran away.
Cui Lie had also seen Hua Yingmu's face clearly, and he quickly chased after him.
Lin Ke'an was dumbfounded on the spot. Why did Hua Yingmu, this war maniac, flee without a fight as if he had met his natural enemy? You know, this guy can bite a monster to death even if his arm is broken.
Rong Xianxian watched the two people, one fleeing and the other chasing, and soon lost their trace due to the crowd. Cui Lie's actual combat power was enough to fight above his level. The one who just escaped was only a Chongmai realm cultivator and posed no threat to Cui Lie. Rong Xianxian withdrew her gaze with relief.
Lin Ke'an felt a little embarrassed when he came to his senses. Although he was also a Chongmai realm cultivator, compared with Hua Yingmu's combat power, his Chongmai realm was simply a fake. On the contrary, Rong Xianxian's side, with only a few people, had hunted enough monsters to pay the parking fees for two cars with some left over, so their strength must be good.
The other brothers under his command were not much stronger than him. He had been thinking that with Hua Yingmu as the trump card in his hand, he could defeat Rong Xianxian and regain his face. But now that Hua Yingmu had run away, if he asked others to take action, they might not be able to win.
If I lose in public, it won't just be a matter of losing face, it's simply a matter of having my entire face trampled on.
Thinking of this, Lin Ke'an decided to convince people with reason first.
"Doctor Rong, there's nothing wrong with children fighting each other, but they were too cruel and had no sense of propriety. This is a problem of parenting. And for a cultivator like you, isn't it too much to fight with an ordinary person?" Lin Ke'an asked as gently as possible.
In his imagination, he had already made such a big concession, Rong Xianxian said that she would discipline the child, and then apologized, giving him a way out, and the matter would be over.
Unfortunately, this was just his wishful thinking.
As soon as Lin Ke'an finished speaking, Jiang Jie pulled out his Youlong Spear and pointed it at Lin Ke'an's nose, cursing, "You're the fucking vicious one. Who do you think has no manners? Our Xiao Luo can break a rock with one kick. He didn't kick him to death, which means he has good sense. If you want to fight, just draw your weapon and stop talking nonsense."
Rong Xianxian knew that Lin Ke'an wanted to reconcile, but he was pretending to be cool, waiting for others to pass him a ladder, and even used the child's character and upbringing as an excuse, which made Rong Xianxian even angrier.
"Doctor Rong, are you guys going to take action?" Lin Ke'an's face turned pale. He looked at Ye Lanxin who was calm and composed on one side, then at the camouflage officer who was staying out of the matter on the other side, and said through gritting his teeth.
"Didn't you want to have a competition just now? That's a good idea. Come one by one or all together. I promise I won't beat you to death." Rong Xianxian looked at Lin Ke'an and his brothers beside him with contempt.
Rong Xianxian is focused on cultivation and has always been low-key, but this does not mean that she is willing to suffer losses. If anyone dares to act wildly in front of her, what is the point of practicing hard?
Lunch was just over and it was still early for dinner. So many people were crowded in the gymnasium, bored with nothing to do. But when they saw there was something exciting to watch here, they surrounded this area and packed it.
Someone at the back couldn't squeeze in, so he shouted, "Everyone, stop squeezing. Swords have no eyes. If you get too close, what if you get hurt by mistake? I have a suggestion. There's a stage over there for performances. If you want to compete, go up on the stage and compete. What do you think?"
"Good." After a moment of silence, cheers suddenly broke out from the crowd.
Some teams that came in later felt that they did not get a good position or that they did not occupy enough space. They were now staring at the positions they had originally favored, and the restlessness that had just been forcibly suppressed by the large group suddenly broke out.
These people were all brave and courageous people who had been tempered through killing. At the moment, they were ready to fight. They were unwilling to accept the suppression by the large army and had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time. Now they finally found an outlet to vent.
In such a densely populated area, if you can't have group fights, you can at least have a fight in a ring, right? The law of the jungle is that the strong prey on the weak. Why should those few people who came in earlier take up good positions, squeezing their large group into corners?
(End of this chapter)
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