Mang Shusheng's Ink Painting Practice

Chapter 173 The Merciful Iron Confucian Shirt
Zhao Yifu was still thinking about the problem when he came back from the underworld.

How to say it, he felt that there might still be room for maneuver here.

But how to do it specifically is something he needs to think about carefully.

Everyone had been staying at this well for some time, mainly because the disciples were exhausted from the training.

Wen Sheng couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Cangqiu, we finally got out once, why don't you take us out to broaden our horizons?"

The old man Cangqiu asked, "What knowledge do you want to gain? I think you all have very good knowledge, like 'they talk and laugh with great scholars, and they associate with no unlearned people.'"

Everyone felt very upset. These were indeed the days they had longed for and loved, but it was a pity that they were gone now!

Wen Sheng quickly said, "Teacher Cangqiu, I heard that the cultivation world has its own market. How about taking us to the market to see it for ourselves?"

Old Man Cangqiu hesitated for a moment because he felt that this was indeed necessary.

Liang Zhongzhi heard this and advised, "Teacher Cangqiu, Wen Guanglong is right. These young people have made some achievements in their cultivation, but they haven't seen much of the world, so it's not appropriate."

Old Man Cangqiu was already moved.

Taoist Nie Hua suddenly interrupted, "It's a good opportunity to go to the market to see if there are any spiritual materials I need. I have a furnace of pills and only need two herbs."

Upon hearing this, Elder Cangqiu could only nod and say, "Well, then, I'll take you to the market... Nie Hua, since you want to go, you lead the way."

Nie Hua said frankly: "I have never been here before, I don't know the way, and I don't know the entrance."

Elder Cangqiu immediately looked at Liang Zhongzhi and said, "Xiao Liang, you've been to many places, so you must know the way, right?"

Liang Zhongzhi said awkwardly, "I only visited two cultivator markets when I was traveling around a hundred years ago, but they weren't here. I don't know where the market is exactly."

Old Man Cangqiu sighed: "You can't be relied upon at critical moments."

Zhao Yifu: ...

He finally realized that none of the elders in his sect were reliable. They didn't even know where the cultivator market was. No wonder Old Man Cangqiu was so hesitant at the beginning.

Hui Gu next to her could hardly hold back her laughter. She had anticipated that there would be many unexpected things when traveling with this group of nerds from Danqing Sect, but this one was definitely something she had never thought of.

A major sect in the cultivation world couldn't even find the entrance to the cultivator market. This is truly...

She coughed dryly and whispered, "The cultivator market usually leaves guidance information at the local land temple in the nearby town or the city god temple in the city."

Elder Cangqiu suddenly realized something, then looked at Zhao Yifu and said, "Junxin, it's up to you."

Liang Zhongzhi also reacted and looked at Zhao Yifu with a smile.

Huigu was confused. What did this have to do with Zhao Yifu?
Then Zhao Yifu stomped his foot three times on the ground and shouted, "Old Huang, come quickly!"

The next moment, Hui Gu was astonished to see a yellow cloud appear on the ground in front of them, and then a handsome middle-aged man holding a wooden stick appeared in the yellow cloud.

"Huang Lin, the landowner of Moshan, greets you, sir. May you be well and safe."

Zhao Yifu smiled and said, "Old Huang, you are one of us now, so don't be polite."

Huang Lin insisted, "If it weren't for your grace, how could I have received this benefit?"

"Sir, if you ask me to be rude, then you are asking me to be ungrateful."

Zhao Yifu was speechless. This was really too much...

He could only say, "Okay, let's not talk about that. I called you here this time because I want you to ask the nearby land for help. Where is the cultivator market?"

Huang Lin said: "Understood!"

Then he turned around again and disappeared on the ground.

When Huigu saw this, she suddenly felt that it was not at all awkward for her to be Zhao Yifu's maid... This was something that even the land god would willingly serve as a prince.

That is, even if she returns to her original identity and stands beside Zhao Yifu, she is no different from a maid, right?
Huang Lin returned not long after. He bowed to Zhao Yifu and said, "Sir, the nearest market is about a hundred miles west of here. It's covered by an illusion array. I think you masters will be able to find it when you get there."

Zhao Yifu nodded and said, "Thank you very much, Old Huang."

"You're welcome, sir. If you have any questions, just come to me."

As he spoke, the land turned around and disappeared.

Wen Sheng and the others were filled with envy when they saw this, and Wen Sheng, relying on his familiarity with Zhao Yifu, said, "Jun Xin, only you can command the Yellow God in this way. If it were us, we wouldn't be so easy to deal with."

Surprisingly, even Elder Cangqiu and Nie Hua nodded in agreement.

It is not impossible for the elders of Danqing Sect to order Huang Lin around, but Huang Lin only has a cooperative relationship with them, and they have to rely on favors to send him around.

Unlike Zhao Yifu, it was natural for him to order Huang Lin around.

Old Man Cangqiu said with satisfaction: "We know the place, let's go."

The group then excitedly left the shelter and headed west.

Zhao Yifu's donkey cart could have pulled all these people on board, but Old Man Cangqiu wanted the young people to walk...

So Liang Zhongzhi, Nie Hua, Old Man Cangqiu, the two maids and the little animals stayed in the car, while the others walked below.

Zhao Yifu also walked beside him helplessly. He couldn't get any special treatment at this time, right?
However, little did he know that at this moment, his peers around him were eager for him to get on the car, because when Zhao Yi Fu walked below, there would always be eyes cast at him from the car, making everyone very uncomfortable.

But things soon changed.

That is, when they walked out thirty miles, they encountered a cavalry from the Liao State.

This cavalry was composed entirely of Qiang and Hu people. They were dressed in bright armor and marched around majestically to collect bribes.

That's right, they are just taking advantage of the situation.

This was also a kind of trampling on the people of the northern part of Da Xu after the Liao Kingdom occupied the north.

They roamed around in groups, doing things similar to bandits... the only difference was that their robbery was unresistable.

Now this team of cavalry noticed the people from Danqing Gate. They surrounded them and pointed their weapons at them, but remained silent and arrogant.

"What is this for?"

Wensheng muttered nervously.

Another person whispered, "Are we required to pay protection money?"

Wen Sheng quickly stepped forward upon hearing this and said, "Military officers, we are all students on study tours. Could you please accommodate us..."

"Whoosh~"

An arrow shot over and hit Wen Sheng on the forehead.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu could no longer wait. His eyes narrowed, and with his right hand, he pulled out a killing knife from his left sleeve and said, "Kill!"

Then he rushed out to kill.

He had recently 'exorcised' more evil spirits, and he found that he could roughly judge the sins of the people in front of him.

In short, at first glance, they all deserve to be killed!
What are you waiting for?
The blade slashed across an icy and stunning arc, accompanied by a thunderous impact that was completely dazzling...

When he passed through the group of cavalry and turned around, they didn't even have time to look at him.

Then he changed the angle and rushed back.

When he stood still among his fellow disciples again after a round like this, the twenty riders surrounding them had frozen in place... Then one by one their bodies tilted, and their heads rolled down.

This team of twenty Qiang and Hu cavalrymen were all killed!
The death of the people was not enough. Zhao Yifu looked at the twenty horses with envy and waved his hand...

The next moment, everyone felt that his sleeves were infinitely enlarged, and then all the horses were put into his sleeves.

He said with satisfaction: "They are all excellent war horses. It's just right to take them back to my Master Zhou. He will definitely need them."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone was silent for a while, feeling that they were isolated by Zhao Yifu.

Especially since Wen Sheng had forgotten to remove the arrow stuck in his head, he looked at Zhao Yifu and said, "Junior brother, why are you reacting so violently?"

Zhao Yifu looked at the arrow above Wen Sheng's head and saw that the arrow had penetrated Wen Sheng's skin a little and was caught by his eyebrows...

He said, "Brother, if you hadn't practiced the Shouren Method this time, I wouldn't have a brother anymore!"

"They shot you with arrows. Isn't that too much?"

Wen Sheng felt a little embarrassed by what he said, and his heart was burning with anger.

But he still said: "But it's not good to leave behind the sin of killing so rashly..."

Zhao Yifu said calmly, "They attacked my brother, and for me, this is just revenge."

"We are reading the books of the sages, and the sages once said: Brothers should not resort to violence in the face of enmity!"

This means that when dealing with an enemy who killed your brother, you should always carry a weapon with you and kill him when you see him.

"We practice the orthodox Xuan Sect, and practitioners of our generation also emphasize clarity of thought... Since they want to kill me, if I don't kill them, then my thoughts are not clear."

"So, you see, Senior Brother, all the knowledge we have learned in this life tells us that we should kill them now."

Zhao Yifu's string of twisted logic made the students around him dizzy. It sounded very reasonable, but they always felt something was wrong?

Little did they know that in the donkey cart behind them, Huigu was already clinging to the windowsill, holding her stomach and almost laughing to death.

She thought it was very interesting to see Zhao Yi Fu so seriously leading those originally serious scholars and senior brothers into trouble.

Liang Zhongzhi couldn't help laughing, and then said, "What this kid said is true, but his knife is a little too fast."

Old Man Cangqiu asked back, "His swordsmanship is good, but is it wrong for him to be so fast?"

"Hurry up and get on the road. Don't delay."

The old man was obviously more open-minded and didn't care about the deaths of those Qiang and Hu knights at all.

So everyone went on the road again.

But not long after they continued on their journey, they ran into trouble again.

That is the robbery of bandits.

There are too many people on this land who cannot survive and ultimately have only two choices: starve to death or become bandits.

The weak starved to death, and the strong became bandits.

Now they are facing a group of bandits.

Seeing such a person, Zhao Yifu didn't want to say anything at all. The other party wanted to rob, and they didn't want to be robbed, so they had no choice but to fight.

So he reached out and touched his left sleeve again...

Unexpectedly, Wen Sheng suddenly grabbed his hand and said, "Not really, not really, Junior Brother. How about we let the brothers take care of them?"

Zhao Yifu asked in surprise: "Brother, how are you going to solve this problem?"

In his mind, his senior brothers were all a group of gentlemen who were well-mannered and should not be good at fighting.

But the next moment, Wen Sheng shouted, "Brothers, beat them up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of scholars in Confucian robes started beating people with fists as big as casseroles.

This group of bandits was also quite confused. They had seen the victims resisting, but they had never seen such unarmed scholars waving their fists and "seeking death" together.

However, it is not too late for them to gain experience now, because at this moment they deeply understand how hard the "iron fist of knowledge" is.

Especially, when they stabbed these scholars with knives, they felt like they were stabbing a steel plate!

This is a group of scholars who have become invulnerable to swords and spears through practicing the Shouren method. This is also a group of scholars who have gained great strength through training their bodies and practicing martial arts...

"No, where did these people come from? Spare my life... spare my life..."

A group of bandits left behind several twisted and broken swords, and then fled with their heads in their hands, their noses and faces swollen.

Seeing that they had defeated the bandits with their fists, Wen Sheng and others breathed a sigh of relief. They felt that they had practiced the righteousness in their hearts and felt quite comfortable.

what?
Is it righteousness to chase away a bunch of hungry bandits?
That was natural, because in the minds of Wensheng and others, if they had not driven away these bandits, these people would have been killed by their junior brother!

"Look, we did it."

Wensheng said with a sense of mission.

Zhao Yifu said with a smile: "Well, the brothers are very powerful."

He put back the emerald green bamboo stick that was about to appear from his sleeve, so it seemed that there was no need for it to appear.

Zhao Yifu has always treated people differently.

Although those Liao cavalrymen were soldiers, they had committed serious crimes, so they were killed directly with their swords.

Although those bandits were engaged in robbery, their crimes were relatively minor, so he only planned to teach them a lesson with a bamboo stick.

But... never mind. As long as the senior brothers are happy, he will sacrifice himself and count it as a merit for the senior brothers.

Then along the way, they encountered several groups of bandits.

The fact that there were so many bandits in just a hundred miles also reflected the chaos under the rule of Liao State.

Zhao Yifu saw all of this and at the same time thought about the strategies that could be used in the future Northern Expedition.

However, what made people laugh was that all these bandits were beaten away by Wen Sheng and his men with their fists, and when the last group saw them, they scattered like birds and beasts, and someone shouted: "Oh no, we have encountered the 'Iron Confucian Shan', run quickly, or we will be beaten!"

Iron scholar's shirt...

What an unpleasant nickname this is.

"Pfft~"

Hui Gu in the carriage couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing while holding her stomach.

It was precisely because she saw the whole process of how these fellow apprentices created the name of "Iron Confucian Shirt" that she could not help herself.

There is a famous horizontal training method in the martial arts world called "Iron Shirt". After mastering it, one can be invulnerable to swords and guns.

Wen Sheng's gang are all invulnerable to swords and guns and they all wear Confucian robes, so aren't they the "Iron Confucian Robes"?
In this world, there are no wrong nicknames. "Hehehe..."

Li Nuer also laughed.

She thought her 'good sister' Xiaohui looked very pretty when she smiled, so she smiled too.

Wen Sheng's face fell. He said to Zhao Yifu, "Can you please stop making your maids laugh? It's embarrassing for us."

Zhao Yifu immediately said, "Lionuer, stop laughing!"

Li Nuer immediately shut up.

Huigu also quickly covered her mouth and stopped laughing. It would be impolite to continue laughing.

She didn't know that at this moment she put aside her heartbreaking pretense of maturity and finally revealed the playful attitude of a little girl.

Liang Zhongzhi smiled and said, "It's okay to laugh. These little bastards actually changed the name of our Danqing Sect disciples into 'Iron Confucian Shan'. If the Sect Master finds out, who knows how he'll blame us."

Elder Cangqiu said, "I think this is a good idea. From now on, all our disciples should be 'Iron Confucian Shirts'."

"Otherwise, you'll only be able to recite poems and couplets, which will be of no use when needed."

Wensheng and his companions were humiliated, but they felt wronged and had no way to refute... Well, they could only accept the nickname of "Iron Confucian Shan".

Later, they encountered two more robbers, who were a little more brutal.

Perhaps it was because their mentality had changed, but they gradually got used to the sad cry of "Iron Confucian Shan".

It's even a bit exciting.

Even when they arrived at the destination, they still felt that they had not yet completed their journey.

When they arrived at the place, the cultivators who had already reached the Jindan stage naturally felt the specific location of the market.

They came to a waterfall in the mountains, and the water splashed far away.

But on the stone wall under the water curtain, there are two large characters carved: Xuan Su.

Xuansufang Market, that’s the name.

Liang Zhongzhi stepped forward and, according to the method he knew, tapped lightly in the air in the direction of Xuan Su, causing ripples in the space in front of him.

The next moment, the water of the waterfall separated into two parts, and then a dark tunnel appeared on the mountain wall under the water curtain.

"That's it, let's go."

Liang Zhongzhi said this and went over first.

Everyone stepped onto the water and moved forward.

Everyone has a unique way of wading through water, but obviously the coolest one is the master and disciple with lotus flowers under their feet.

Zhao Yifu had already hidden the old servant and the donkey cart in his sleeves, leaving only two "maids" to follow him, with a black cat named Yiyi in his arms.

They walked into the stone wall, and soon they saw a clear view.

The mountain here has obviously been hollowed out, and many brick and tile rooms are located in the mountain space.

At this time, two cultivators came towards them and said, "Welcome to Xuansu Market. This market is also under the protection of our Xuansu Sect. Please abide by the rules of our Xuansu Sect."

As the eldest, Elder Cangqiu stroked his beard and smiled as he stood in front, "Don't worry, my two young Taoist friends. We are all disciples of Danqing Sect. We usually follow the rules and don't like to fight..."

At the end of his words, his tone became strange, because he remembered the experience along the way and the performance of his own disciples, and suddenly felt that what he said was not quite accurate.

But the Xuansu Sect disciples didn't care. They had never even heard of the Danqing Sect. They just nodded and said, "Since it's a well-known sect, they will probably abide by the rules."

As he said this, he made way for everyone to enter.

Zhao Yi Fu entered the market town with his fellow disciples, only to find that there were not many people in the market town... Come to think of it, after all, there weren't that many people in the cultivation world. Instead, their group of more than a dozen people seemed a bit crowded.

However, they realized a serious problem when they were walking around...

What do people in the cultivation world use to buy things?

A group of little guys who had never been exposed to the world of cultivation and only used mortal gold and silver in the mortal world were at a loss.

A disciple of Danqing Sect had already asked for the price, and it turned out that the common currency in the cultivation world was a copper coin called "Bai Yi Qian".

As the name suggests, this "Bai Yi Qian" is a copper coin that has been traded more than a hundred times. Each one looks old and even has cysts... But this is the currency recognized by the cultivation world.

Apart from that, there is the most basic barter.

Liang Zhongzhi said in surprise, "That's not right. When I was traveling in the cultivation world a hundred years ago, although there were 'Bai Yi coins', they were only a form of circulating currency. The main currency was Lingyu, which was an innate spiritual object."

Old Man Cangqiu shook his head and said, "When I was traveling abroad, I had never even heard of the term 'Bai Yi Money'."

So, this should be a currency that has risen rapidly recently?

Zhao Yifu was quite surprised. He had thought that the currency among cultivators would be relatively stable and not prone to change. He did not expect such a big change to happen in just a hundred years.

He speculated, "Why don't we exchange some Baiyi coins and see?"

Everyone thought it made sense, so they went to the surrounding shops to figure out how to exchange things.

The only way they can use is "barter", but they don't know the price and are worried about getting a loss by exchanging their good things.

Moreover, the disciples of Danqing Sect themselves don’t have anything good…Danqing Sect is a self-contained organization, and the things they think are good may actually have no market outside.

Even old man Cangqiu felt helpless about this.

Seeing this, Zhao Yifu could only secretly look at the maid beside him and said, "Uncle Master, can you tell me something?"

Hui Gu gently pushed him and said, "I've already told you, from now on just call me Xiao Hui. Don't give away your true identity."

Zhao Yi Fu nodded repeatedly. He was just being polite.

"Xiaohui, can you give me some advice? What's going on with the Baiyi money?"

Hui Gu nodded slightly and said, "I just heard from my master that recently, due to the growing influence of shamanism in the north, and the subtle changes in the world itself, all materials related to spiritual communication have gradually become more and more popular."

Zhao Yifu was a little surprised when he heard this: "Psychic?"

Then he thought of something, took out a stick of incense from his sleeve, walked to a shop and said, "Shopkeeper, I wonder what the price of this stick of incense is?"

The shopkeeper had been looking at this side for a long time, and his eyes lit up immediately when he saw the incense that Zhao Yifu took out for offering to the gods.

He reached out and examined the incense carefully, then rolled his eyes and said, "How about I give you two hundred coins for this stick of incense?"

"Cough cough!"

The junior master beside him coughed dryly, and his meaning was obvious: the price was too low.

Zhao Yifu narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't say much. He just said, "Okay, thank you for your help, shop owner."

Seeing this, Huigu didn't react any further.

"make a deal!"

The shopkeeper excitedly accepted the incense, then took out two copper coins and handed them to Zhao Yifu.

However, at this moment, someone next to him said, "Wait!"

Zhao Yifu was surprised, but he didn't change his movements. He took the copper coin from the shopkeeper and began to feel it. At the same time, he looked towards the source of the voice, clasped his fists, and asked, "Miss, what can I do for you?"

This was a girl dressed as a man. To be honest, she reminded him a little of the reincarnated Narcissus in his hometown.

However, although this woman was wearing Han Chinese men's clothing, her facial features were angular and her skin, though white, was slightly rough, giving her a distinctly Qiang and Hu feel. However, her slightly poor skin could not conceal her beauty, she was definitely a top-notch beauty.

Unexpectedly, the Qiang Hu woman's face turned serious and she said, "How can I look like a woman?"

Zhao Yifu immediately made it a point in his mind that he would never expose such women disguised as men.

So he said, "Yes, yes, what's your name, brother?"

Very perfunctory.

The Qiang and Hu woman obviously didn't understand Zhao Yifu's perfunctory response, so she said, "My surname is Shi Wei, you must remember that."

"And I stopped you just now because this store is clearly trying to rip you off."

The shopkeeper said unhappily, "Sir, please don't talk nonsense. Ask the market price. One stick of incense is indeed two hundred coins."

Shi Wei snorted coldly and said, "Two Hundred Yi coins a stick of incense is genuine incense for offering to the gods, but this stick of incense, little brother, is clearly of the highest quality. It wouldn't be too much for him to charge you five Hundred Yi coins."

The shopkeeper was about to say something, but Zhao Yifu waved his hand and said, "No problem, the transaction has already been completed, so just count it as two Hundred Yi coins."

It's not that Zhao Yifu wants to be a sucker, but in his heart the value of the two may be different from that of this "Young Master" Shi Wei.

In his eyes, the incense for worshiping gods was made by his own hands, and all of it was made with spices that could be purchased in the secular world...but the Baiyi money was something he had never seen before and needed to study carefully.

From the perspective of barter, there is nothing wrong with exchanging your surplus for your deficit.

However, Mr. Shi's face was stern: "So, you are the good guy, and I am the bad guy?"

Doesn't this woman have a bad temper? She changes her mind at any time?

Originally, everything was fine and she had nothing to do with it. Is it considered an offense for her to come here and do this?
Zhao Yifu had nothing to say for a moment. He just felt that the things in this world were too unreal.

"How dare you to wrong me, young master!"

There was a group of warriors following the young lady. When they saw that she was angry, two of them stood up and drew their swords to slash at her without mercy.

Zhao Yifu looked at the two men and Shi Wei with some surprise.

"stop!"

Someone nearby was screaming to stop him. Zhao Yifu took a moment to take a look and, judging by his attire, he must be a disciple of the Xuansu Sect.

So he didn't take any action.

But he didn't take any action, and the two warriors didn't stop attacking at all!
The Xuansu Sect member was powerless to stop them and could only watch helplessly as the two steel knives landed on Zhao Yifu's collarbones...

"Qiang! Qiang!"

With two crisp sounds, the two steel knives bounced high up, and the two warriors trembled all over and their knuckles were cracked.

"Pah~pah~pah..."

I saw Shi Wei clapping his hands from afar, looking very elegant.

She said: "As expected, you are the Tie Ru Shan who has been making so much noise recently!"

She rolled her eyes, revealing a cunning look as she asked, "Or perhaps, they're from the Southern Dynasty... the Danqing Sect?"

She thought that what she said would shock Zhao Yifu and others.

But she never expected that the Danqingmen disciples behind Zhao Yifu all looked excited.

A young man beside Wen Sheng whispered, "I never thought that even in the Northern cultivation world, there would be people who have heard of our sect's reputation."

Shi Wei: ...

She had to admit that she was truly stunned at this moment. She had never expected the young men from Danqing Sect to be so unconfident, considering they were one of the three sects of the Chunyang Sect.
At this moment, a person who had some say in Xuan Su Sect came.

He said with a serious face, "Whatever conflicts you have, please resolve them outside of my Xuansu Secret Realm. Do not disrupt the order of the market."

When Zhao Yifu heard this, he knew that the Xuansu Sect was just like that. Because a truly responsible sect would definitely discuss the right and wrong when opening a market.

At least when you first start out, you should be fair. Once you become big, even if you have selfish motives, you should cover them with the cloak of fairness instead of being so obvious.

But since we have said it out loud, should we settle the grudge?
Zhao Yifu nodded without thinking and said, "Okay."

If he goes out to settle the grudge, he can then let go and do something big.

Wen Sheng behind him suddenly became nervous. He felt that his junior brother with a strong murderous intention wanted to kill someone again.

So these true 'Iron Confucian Scholars' looked at each other and decided that they had to support their junior brother at the critical moment and not let him make any more mistakes.

These guys are a little old-fashioned, but there's no doubt they mean well.

As for the elders of Danqing Sect... they huddled at the back and watched the show the whole time. They felt that this was an experience for the young disciples.

Seeing that Zhao Yifu agreed, the leader of Xuansu Sect said to Shi Wei, "What does this young master say?"

Shi Wei smiled faintly, then suddenly stretched out his hand to show a token, and asked, "What do you think I should do?"

This token obviously had a story behind it. The man in charge's pupils shrank when he saw it, and then he immediately turned to Zhao Yifu and said, "Dear guests, please leave our secret realm. You are no longer welcome here."

Zhao Yifu was surprised. He said to Shi Wei, "You don't follow the rules?"

Shi Wei said calmly and proudly, "Rules have always been a protective umbrella for the weak, but this young master doesn't need that."

In order to avoid any further complications, the person in charge mobilized his spiritual power and pressed towards Zhao Yifu, trying to force him to retreat and leave.

Zhao Yifu smiled when he saw this.

He suddenly stretched out his hands and claws, and the crane-catching hand gesture broke through the spiritual energy around the leader like a bamboo shoot, and then grabbed his neck... and actually lifted the man up like a chicken!
Zhao Yifu turned his head and gave Shi Wei a brilliant smile, then said, "What a coincidence! I love it most in my life when someone is unreasonable with me."

Then he casually threw the person in charge far away, without him having the strength to resist at all.

Shi Wei was immediately choked. She felt a real sense of brutality at this moment.

Just as Zhao Yifu was about to reach into his left sleeve again, Wen Sheng once again held his hand down and said, "Junior brother, don't act rashly. Let us take care of this matter!"

Zhao Yifu was confused for a moment. Why were his senior brothers so enthusiastic?

However, Wen Sheng had already waved his hand and said, "Iron Confucian Shan, go!"

My goodness, the name of "Iron Confucian Shan" has become Zhao Yifu's exclusive thugs.

But it is undeniable that the hearts of the "Iron Confucian Shirts" are full of compassion and righteousness at this moment.

After all, in their opinion, these people are not good people at first glance. If they fall into the hands of their junior brother, won’t they be killed with a single blow?

Now I just got beaten up by them, which is a bit miserable, but it’s better than losing my life, right?

(End of this chapter)