"Damn! Damn this bastard, he's bullying us now." Du Beilun was immediately furious when he reacted. If Qin Yuesheng hadn't taken action, he might have been beaten up by this guy before the guards arrived.
How can this be tolerated?
In an instant, these young men who usually lived a life of luxury stood up, picked up the round stools they were sitting on, picked up their weapons and ran towards the big man. Du Belen was even more ruthless. He picked up an oval plate, poured out the sweet and sour fish on it, and smashed it into two pieces with the edge of the dining table. He was about to go up and bleed the big man.
Qin Yuesheng broke out in a sweat and quickly pulled him back, "No, no, no, there's no need for that. You really don't need to do that, Du Beilun. Just use the stool. It's better to throw this thing away. You'll get blood all over your face later."
"Okay, I'll change it. Hey, your knife is pretty good. Lend it to me and I'll chop that bastard to death."
Du Beilun took advantage of Qin Yuesheng's inattention, snatched the machete from his hand, and was about to rush towards the big man who was being beaten by many people. Qin Yuesheng immediately put his arms around his armpits and held his shoulders tightly.
Beating someone is a small matter, but killing someone is a big matter.
Even if the Qin and Du families want to kill a civilian, they have to find a place where there is no one around. There are some things you can do and the government will allow it. This is your face, and the government will give it to you.
But if you kill someone in public, you are not giving face to the government. In order to maintain the dignity of the government, you have to be punished.
After all, even the Qin and Du families are just small local families, not the royal family of the Tang Dynasty that rules the world today.
Gradually, the guards took control of the situation and subdued the troublemakers one by one, pinning them to the ground and making them unable to move.
At this time, the behind-the-scenes manager of Tianxian Pavilion also rushed over after hearing the news. As soon as he entered the door, he smiled at Qin Yuesheng and others and said, "Master Qin, Master Du, Master Lu..."
Without waiting for him to finish his greeting, Du Beilun grabbed him by the collar and shouted, "Do you still want to open your Tianxian Pavilion in Qingyang City? Anyone can come to the second floor? Do you think we are on the same level as this kind of people?"
The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "Mr. Du, calm down, calm down."
"Fuck you, I almost got beaten up by this guy." Du Beilun pointed at one of the men on the ground.
The shopkeeper looked down at the big man who had been beaten into a pig's head and was bleeding, and said with a smile: "You beat him well. This kind of scoundrel should be taught a lesson, so that he won't be so ignorant of the world and offend you, Master Du."
Qin Yuesheng stood by without saying a word. His eyes kept wandering over the dozen or so big men who were pinned to the ground.
Because they had just fought, the clothes of these big men were all torn to tatters. You can see that on the outside of the left arm of each big man, there is a green tattoo of a tiger with its mouth wide open and roaring.
According to Qin Yuesheng, many gangs, bandit camps, and underworld forces will have their members tattoo a unified tattoo pattern in the same position on their bodies to easily indicate their identity and give them a sense of belonging to the organization.
"The tiger is roaring. Hey, which force is this?" Qin Yuesheng frowned and thought.
For some reason, he felt that this tattoo looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. However, because his memory was not very clear and there were not many relevant clues, he really couldn't remember it for a while.
If you can't remember, then don't think about it. This is Qin Yuesheng's usual practice. He quickly put the matter behind him.
"Master Du, please don't be angry. We just got a batch of skinny horses here today. They're all juveniles, top quality. How about you calm down and let me call a few over for you to choose from?"
"Skinny horse?" Du Beilun was immediately interested. The shopkeeper knew something was up when he saw his appearance and quickly called the several eunuchs who had come with him, saying, "What are you still standing there for? Go get some work."
"Okay." These old men smiled flatteringly and ran out immediately.
"Break these guys' hands and feet and throw them out into the street." Du Beilun calmly decided the fate of the dozen or so men. Such a cruel thing naturally could not be done in front of these young masters, so as not to dirty their eyes.
At Du Belen's signal, all the guards dragged the big men out of the room with great force, and soon bursts of screams and wails were heard from outside.
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