Jiang Qiao stood quietly to the side, her eyes and ears never idle. Suddenly, she raised her hand again and heard a cry of pain coming from the woods.
Hou Diankui opened his eyes. "Qiao'er, go check on me, I'm alright—"
Jiang Qiao followed the sound and saw a young man lying on the ground. She snorted.
They dragged the man over and threw him next to the old man.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, how are you?"
Seeing the old man with his eyes closed and not moving, the man didn't care about anything else and started shouting and shaking the old man violently.
Hou Diankui stood up. "Stop shaking him. Even if your grandfather isn't dead, you'll shake him to death. That old guy won't die. Girl, leave these two to me. You go inside and help them. There are several people who know kung fu who can help them."
Jiang Qiao nodded. "Don't worry about that old man. Just keep an eye on this man. Where's Chunming? Where did he go?"
Hou Diankui sighed, "They've started fighting with those people, you should go and take a look—"
Hou Diankui didn't know anything about his apprentice. Although he hadn't trained the boy much in the past two years, Chunming's talent was undeniable.
The problem is that the person this old guy brought probably started training from a young age. He's afraid his little apprentice will suffer. He finally got such an apprentice, and he's counting on his children to support him in his old age. He doesn't want Chunming to make any mistakes.
Although his internal strength has recovered somewhat, he cannot ignore the old man and the young girl in front of him. He did not think that Jiang Qiao was trying to harm the other party by giving him acupuncture. If she wanted to harm him, she could have just put a silver needle directly into his face.
He had to stay and keep watch, so this arduous task could only be entrusted to Jiang Qiao.
Speaking of which, Chunming wasn't far from where his master was fighting. This guy was also worried about his master. Even though those people wanted to lure him away, Du Chunming just wouldn't budge. So, these people had no choice but to fight with Chunming right there.
Although Chunming is not a martial arts prodigy, he was raised under the loving care of Song Lianfeng and her husband since childhood. They would rather suffer themselves than let their children suffer.
Moreover, he had no worries about food and drink these past two years while living with Hou Diankui, and Jiang Qiao had also opened up his meridians. Although he didn't gain the upper hand in his fights with those people, at least he didn't lose face.
The soft whip he wielded still had some effect; when those people surrounded him, they were very wary of the weapon, and it still hurt a lot when they were whipped.
Seeing that Chunming's clothes were torn and he had wounds on his face and hands, Jiang Qiao wouldn't let it go. After all, this was a friend she had grown up with since childhood, and she couldn't let him be bullied so easily.
With her joining, those people were clearly at a disadvantage. Yes, they had all practiced martial arts since childhood, but compared to Jiang Qiao, their skills were no match for hers.
Putting aside the ruthlessness, his strength was no match for that girl. She used techniques that were designed to be deadly, while Jiang Qiao practiced moves that were designed to kill.
Sure enough, Jiang Qiao made up for Chunming's loss bit by bit.
Having collected enough interest, Jiang Qiao immediately knocked the man down. "Want to fight again? What are you? Helping the Japanese to harm us Chinese people, it's too good for you not to kill you."
I wish I could tear you beasts to pieces! We finally drove the Japanese away, and you lackeys, instead of being decent human beings, you had to go and fight the devils—”
The men lying on the ground initially didn't understand what was going on. "Wait a minute, girl, you can't do this. If we can't beat you, we'll admit defeat, but you can't insult us."
"We're helping the Japanese? Are you kidding me? There are no Japanese here. We're helping the government with legitimate business. These people are making medicine. Once the drug is successfully developed, it will benefit the people. It's clearly a good thing, so why does it sound so distorted in your mouth?"
Jiang Qiao sneered, "Changed? Ha, you really dare to say that. They're government employees? Which eye of yours saw that they're government employees? Setting up formations and poisoning here, do you think government employees would do such a thing?"
What kind of place is this? Deep in the mountains and forests, who would come here for no reason?
Also, what's the meaning of not letting the people in those villages go out? Even if government officials want to keep things confidential, they can't restrict people's freedom, can they?
And what about those live experiments they brought back? Do you think that's normal? You all look respectable, but why don't you have brains? If this were before liberation, you'd definitely be traitors and lackeys—”
Another man spoke up, "Aren't those people death row inmates? They're heinous criminals. Rather than killing them with a single shot, they might as well make some contributions. Is that wrong? Besides, which eye of yours can tell they're Japanese? Don't talk nonsense."
Chunming stood to the side, hands on his hips, angrily pointing his whip at the group of people. "You're all blind, and you won't admit it. Do you think bad people have labels on their faces? How can you be so sure they're good people?"
"We're all People's Liberation Army soldiers here, you know? They're real public servants. If you don't believe them, fine, but you're even following them to fight your own people. What are you if not a traitor and a lackey?"
The group of people looked at each other in disbelief. "Impossible," they said. "They said you were impersonating the People's Liberation Army and came here to steal their experimental results."
Jiang Qiao shook her head. "I'm really worried about your intelligence. How did you all grow up? All you know is how to eat, and you don't know how to think?"
"Alright, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you. I'll talk to you after this is over. Chunming, tie him up first. We'll talk when the men come up."
Although these people had doubts before, Jiang Qiao and Chunming's words have given them a better understanding of the situation.
When Chunming came over to tie them up, they didn't struggle. Instead, they muttered, "Third Master wouldn't lie to us. He said these people are good people, and our Grandpa didn't say anything else."
"You guys are brainless, and you won't admit it. I don't know if your Third Master is a good person. What if he has ulterior motives? What would you know? Let's go—"
Jiang Qiao inquired about the situation, but Chunming didn't know either. He came over and immediately ran into this group of people.
Jiang Qiao pointed at those people and asked, "Does any of you know where the villagers inside are?"
Speaking of this, the men looked rather grim. “All the able-bodied men have been sent to work in the fields, but my third grandfather has set up a trap there, so they can’t get out unless we go to fetch them back at the appointed time. The women and children are gathered around the ancestral hall, where someone is watching over them.”
Jiang Qiao angrily pointed at the other party and said, "These are the public servants you're talking about. Good people like them can detain the elderly, women and children. It's shameful and despicable!"
He threw down those words, turned around and ran back. Since they were in the ancestral hall, they must be in the village. Since there was already a formation in the field, the villagers were probably not in immediate danger.
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