Chapter 76 Prince An?
"Ugh—!"
Before Scarface could even finish his scream, he convulsed violently as if struck by a giant hammer, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
The long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Sorcery... Demonic arts!"
As Er Yi watched this bizarre scene, the terrifying memory of being electrocuted last time instantly flooded back into his mind, and his legs went weak.
Before he could even run back to report to Wan Furong.
A thunderous shout suddenly came from the doorway!
"court death--!"
A lithe figure charged into the battle like a cheetah!
The person who arrived was Cheng Jiaojiao's brother, Cheng Fang!
At the same time, Li Hong, who was leading the team, saw Cheng Fang's figure and suddenly stopped in his tracks!
He suddenly crouched down and let out a low growl.
"Retreat! Back into the bushes and observe the situation!"
The plan was disrupted.
Cheng Fang not only knows Lu Qian, but also Li Hong!
With Li Hong's appearance, Lu Qian's identity is bound to be exposed!
Cheng Fang had genuine experience in the border army, and his martial arts skills were expansive, powerful, and incredibly fierce.
One of the desperate criminals charging at the front was caught by Cheng Fang's grappling technique, his wrist twisted with a crisp crack, and then he was kicked away, knocking down a group of people!
With a backhand elbow strike, he slammed the elbow into the chest of another thug who lunged at him, and the man collapsed to the ground without uttering a sound.
The former thugs of Xiangbaoge, including Er Yi and Da Jia, were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly and dared not step forward.
No matter how skilled he was, he was outnumbered. Those ten desperate men hired from the black market only cared about money, not their lives.
Even when knocked down, they get up again, charging forward with blood in their mouths!
That's truly dedication!
Jiang Ling looked at the situation outside and was somewhat worried that Cheng Fang wouldn't be able to handle it.
She gripped the stun gun and was about to rush out.
Suddenly, a series of sharp shouts came from both sides of the grocery store!
"Villagers, charge! Let's see who dares to bully the people of Jishui Village!"
"ah--!"
"Charge—!"
Jiang Ling stopped in her tracks.
She looked up and saw many familiar figures mixed in with the fighting crowd. They were dressed in burlap and carrying the tools they had used to work in the fields during the day!
Farmers spend just as much time wielding farm tools as they do wielding swords and knives each day.
Rakes and hoes are in no way inferior to swords and knives!
Now the enemy is few while we are many!
The moment they made their move, the situation instantly reversed!
In addition, the fight had already exhausted these thugs.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the dozen or so men who had been so aggressive just moments before were now all lying on the ground, groaning incessantly.
Seeing that the situation was turning against him, Wan Furong had no time to think and turned to flee.
With lightning speed, Cheng Fang flicked his toe, grabbed a fallen scabbard, and threw it forcefully, hitting Wan Furong squarely on the head!
Cheng Fang coldly ordered, "Tie up all these people, including those on the ground! Don't let a single one escape!"
Although the three guards were injured, fortunately, they were all minor injuries.
With the help of the villagers, the dozen or so people were quickly tied up.
They were using ropes brought by the villagers.
The crisis is over.
Jiang Ling and Cheng Jiaojiao were the first to come out.
"Brother!" Cheng Jiaojiao exclaimed in surprise.
Princess Chaoyang finally relaxed her clenched fist, cold sweat beading on her forehead.
Pei Xiaoxiao leaned limply against Xiaoru, her heart still pounding.
Cheng Fang didn't even glance at the person groaning on the ground. He strode up to Cheng Jiaojiao and Jiang Ling, his eyes first landing on Jiang Ling before sweeping over Princess Chaoyang and Miss Pei in the shop.
"Is Miss Jiang alright? Is everyone else alright?"
Grandpa Zhao, the leader of the villagers, also came over, his wrinkled face filled with worry: "Miss Jiang, are you alright?"
Jiang Ling glanced at the villagers who were still holding farm tools and breathing heavily, how could she not be moved?
She bowed deeply to everyone. "Thank you, Young Master Cheng, and thank you all, fellow villagers! Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise we would be unharmed."
Grandpa Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that Miss Jiang is alright. Luckily, Xiao Ran came to report in time, otherwise we wouldn't have known that such a big thing had happened to Miss Jiang's shop!"
Xiao Ran peeked out from the crowd, ran over to Grandpa Zhao, and pointed at Wan Furong, who was tied up on the ground.
“I heard it clearly! It was this fat man who said he was the manager of Xiangbaoge! He was jealous of Sister Jiang’s good business, so he deliberately brought people to smash the shop and bully Sister Jiang!”
Actually, Xiao Ran saw everything clearly when Wan Furong brought people to cause trouble last time, hiding nearby.
Seeing that the matter had been resolved, he didn't go to inform Grandpa Zhao.
I can't believe he dared to come again!
Grandpa Zhao naturally understood that Jiang Ling, a young woman, could not possibly cause any trouble by opening a shop. It was nothing more than competition between shops. But using assassins was going too far. Did they think they had no one to rely on in Jishui Village?
With an apologetic expression, Jiang Ling bowed deeply to the villagers once again.
"It's my fault for causing this mess and dragging everyone down with me. Luckily, no one was hurt, otherwise Jiang Ling would have no way to repay you!"
The villagers immediately responded in a cacophony of voices:
"Miss Jiang, please don't say that. It's not your fault!"
"Yes, Miss Jiang is kind and benevolent; it's these rich and heartless people who are truly compassionate!"
"We're all from the same village, so we should help each other out. Miss Jiang, please don't stand on ceremony!"
Grandpa Zhao waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said to Jiang Ling:
"Now that the matter has been resolved, it's up to Miss Jiang to decide what to do next; we won't get involved."
He could tell that the young masters and ladies in the shop were all from distinguished backgrounds, and that they also had guards and coachmen, so he didn't need them to get involved in what was to come.
He gave a shout and, leading the villagers carrying farm tools, left quickly and quietly, just as he had arrived.
Cheng Fang coldly walked up to Wan Furong, who was limp and bound, and kicked him.
"You snobbish bastard! You dare mess with the shop I'm protecting? How many heads do you have?!"
Wan Furong was kicked so hard that he saw stars, rolled half a circle, and struggled to sit up.
He roared defiantly, like a dying beast struggling in its death throes.
"You've gotten yourselves into a huge mess! Do you know who I am? I'm the head manager of Xiangbaoge! Our boss... our boss is a big shot in the capital! In Ping'an County, anyone who dares to oppose Xiangbaoge never ends well!"
Cheng Fang scoffed, "Oh? Xiangbao Pavilion? I'd like to hear which big shot is so lenient that they allow their subordinates to act so lawlessly and commit such banditry?"
Wan Furong, as if grasping at his last straw, shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hmph! You'll be terrified if I told you! Our master is the famous Prince An!"
Prince An?
Cheng Fang was clearly taken aback for a moment; this answer was somewhat unexpected.
He instinctively turned his head and looked into the shop.
Just then, Princess Chaoyang, who had been silent all along, slowly walked out of the shop. She looked at Wan Furong, her voice not loud, but unusually clear.
"Who are you talking about?!"
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