Chapter 140 Pan Zhilong makes trouble

Han Ruoli jumped two buckets of porridge, and the shoulder pole trembled and trembled. Xiao Yuer said, "I don't know why I am on this Shu Mountain. I asked the master. The master said that my fate was on Shu Mountain, so he raised me up. I have been weak and sick since I was a child, and I can't practice martial arts. I can only watch my brothers and sisters practice every day, but I still have to insist on doing morning and evening classes. The master loves me and never teaches me any swordsmanship, but only asks me to adjust my breath. When I was 16 years old, the pure white master of Mount Emei came to see me. She said that I was predestined with Buddhism and wanted to take me to Mount Emei to practice. The master didn't agree with me at all, so he quarreled with the pure white master too much. Finally, the two broke up unhappily.

Han Ruo thought to himself: The head of Mount Emei that he had seen should be Mrs. Jingbai.

Xiao Yuer pouted and said, "I haven't seen Master Jingbai before. Although she is very good, she is a little fierce. This monk is voluntary, but she has been persuading me to become a monk. Do you think this man is strange? The master was really angry that time. It was the first time I saw him get angry.

"Little sister, we have arrived." The speaker is Pan Xiaohong, the third sister.

"It's here! Here it is!" Xiao Yuer was like a bird out of the cage and found an open space in the market. There was a stone table with a surface that had been weathered and uneven. Xiao Yuer said to Han Ruoli, "Brother Ma, put two buckets of porridge up."

Han Ruoli put down the pole and put two buckets of porridge on the chopping board. The beggars around him had begun to queue up. They squeezed each other one by one, and no one was willing to be humble.

Xiao Yuer shouted in a soft voice, "Don't squeeze and line up well. Everyone has it."

Those beggars knew that Xiao Yuer had a good temper and didn't listen to anyone. The fourth brother Pan Zhilong stepped on the stone table and shouted, "Listen to me. If you don't want to eat, get out. If you want to eat porridge, line up."

This shout was very effective. Those beggars began to "consciously" queue up, holding bowls one by one. The second sister Pan Xiaoyun and the third sister Pan Xiaohong became a bowl.

Across the street, a man laughed and said, "Use some tattered porridge to drink for beggars. You really think you are a dish."

This is undoubtedly talking about Pan Zhilong. The Shushan faction is famous in this area. In addition, the head of the house is benevolent. When everyone mentions the Shushan faction, they all have a respectful mentality. The Shushan faction has set up a free porridge farm here for many years. The person who mocked Pan Zhilong is definitely not the people around here.

Han Ruoli took a peek and instantly recognized that this person was beside Lei Wanzhi and often walked around the world with Lei Wanzhi. Others also had some respect for Lei Wanzhi's face.

Pan Zhilong asked loudly, "What are you?" Teach me a lesson here?"

The man stepped forward and said, "What are you? Yelling here?"

The beggars were impatient and scolded one after another: "Get out of here! We are going to eat. Will you give us food?

"The people of the Shushan faction are our great benefactor. What's wrong with him roaring? Do you need to take care of it?"

"Where did you come from? We're waiting for dinner. You can get out of the way."

"Get out of here!"

"..." These beggars have everything they say.

The man took out a handful of broken silver from his arms and shouted, "Don't you want to eat? Whoever gets these silver will. You also want to eat meat. If you want to buy wine, you don't have to drink rotten porridge at all. After saying that, the man threw out the silver in his hand and deliberately scattered it on the stone table, all on the table and on the ground.

When the beggars saw silver, it was as attractive as porridge. They rushed over and grabbed the silver around the stone table. For a while, the scene became extremely chaotic. Han Ruoli's eyes were fast and hit Xiao Yuer. Xiao Yuer's body retreated a few steps, and Han Ruoli also retreated. The two buckets of porridge on the table were knocked over by the irrational beggars and sprinkled this way. The second sister Pan Xiaoyun and the third sister Pan Xiaohong were stained by a bucket of porridge.

The worst was Pan Zhilong. He also wanted to retreat and found that there was a beggar picking up silver from under the table. The silver was just stepped on by him. The beggar pushed hard. Pan Zhilong sat on the ground with an unstable center of gravity. The beggar below got the broken silver, grabbed the beggar of silver on the table, and turned over the other bucket of porridge. A bucket of hot porridge was all sprinkled on Pan Zhilong's body.

The beggars had not yet held their hands, and the silver on the ground was gone. They began to rob each other. The man who spilled the silver laughed and turned to the restaurant.

The restaurant has three floors. At this time, many people watched the fun on it, and some people shouted and cheered. What's more, they thought these beggars were very funny and left some copper money, which made these beggars crazier.

Pan Zhilong was humiliated and furious. He got up from the ground, grabbed his sword, stepped on the bodies of many beggars, and used his light skills to kill the man.

The man suddenly turned around, blocked Pan Zhilong's sword, raised his legs and kicked Pan Zhilong's body. Pan Zhilong's body flew back. The man laughed louder, and there was another cheering from upstairs. Pan Zhilong, who was angry, was about to catch up. About a dozen people came out of the restaurant, all with swords. One of them shouted, "What are you doing? Do you want to fight?"

Pan Zhilong knew that he was not good at learning. He had seen that he was not as good as others in that move just now. Now there are so many people in the restaurant. There must be no good result in the fight. He stood still and turned around and lost face...

Pan Xiaoyun came over, took Pan Zhilong's arm and said, "Brother, let's go. The master told us not to make trouble. It's an eventful time."

Pan Zhilong walked back angrily, and the laughter of those people came from behind him. Han Ruoli remembered these people one by one. These people once followed Lei Wanzhi to Huashan and Aojian Mountain, and now they all appear here, so stay here.

Xiao Yuer was very excited to come here, but now she is sad again. Pan Zhilong came back and found that Han Ruoli and Xiaoyuer were not dirty or touched by porridge. He roared at Han Ruoli angrily, "What are you looking at? Carry the bucket up the mountain.

Xiao Yuer didn't understand why the fourth brother was angry with Han Ruoli. Han Ruoli had been staring at those people for a long time, so that she lost her mind. Pan Zhilong's shouting made Han Ruoli come to her senses and thought to himself: Fortunately, Pan Zhilong's voice was loud, and it would be difficult to be noticed by them first. Pick up the two empty buckets, put them on your shoulders, and follow Pan Zhilong to the direction of the Shushan faction. Pan Zhilong felt that there was nowhere to vent his anger. He turned around and roared at Han Ruoli, "Are you lame? Hurry up."

Han Ruoli followed silently.

Beside the restaurant, he just pointed to Han Ruoli's back and said, "Look at that man is so rude, haha..."

A yellow-haired old man said to him, "Mr. Lei, do you know who those people were just now?"

"Who is it?" This person known as 'Wan Lei's son' is Lei Wanzhi's youngest son. Usually, relying on his father's ability, he doesn't pay attention to the people in martial arts. Naturally, he will not care about several people who serve porridge.

"They are from the Shushan faction."

"Oh!" Lei Wanzhi's youngest son said carelessly, "The Shushan faction is Shushan faction. Can he compare with my father? Many martial arts heroes here still care about whether he is a Shushan faction or not?

The yellow-haired old man smiled and stopped talking.

Lei Wanzhi's youngest son said, "Dad will come tomorrow. How are you doing these days?"

The yellow-haired old man shook his head and said, "Nothing was found. There was nothing at the scene except those handwriting and the bodies of the elders of Aojian Villa. The white-haired banshee must be coming back to attack us, so she dodged in advance.

"I think it's the same." Mr. Lei stretched out and said, "Didn't the white-haired banshee jump off the cliff of Aojian Mountain? I guess she is also disabled at this time. Killing people is just when people are unprepared. How dare she come out when so many people in the martial arts are gathered here?

"Haha..." Everyone echoed and covered it with laughter.

Everyone ate, drank and played in the restaurant for a day, and the squirrels were always watching nearby, remembering the faces of these people one by one.

Han Ruoli and his party returned to the Shushan School. Pan Zhilong immediately gathered a group of disciples to go down the mountain to vent their anger. The disciples in Shushan were all children of the nearby town, including the children of rich families and the children of poor families. These people usually like to slap these five disciples of the leader.

In addition to the eldest brother Pan Zhihao, the eldest sister Pan Xiaofeng and the younger sister Pan Xiaoyu, the eldest brother and the eldest sister are very upright, and the little sister are naive and ignorant of the world. The other two female disciples and three male disciples are among these people's flattery.

At this time, Pan Zhilong roared to go down the mountain to vent his anger. These people supported it one after another, holding their own weapons and even wanted to make a slogan.

Second sister Pan Xiaoyun and third sister Pan Xiaohong also felt very depressed just now and did not stop the most impulsive Pan Zhilong and let Pan Zhilong go down the mountain.

Xiao Yuer stopped Pan Zhilong and said anxiously, "Fourth brother, why do you need to know them in general? These people are already very bad. Maybe they are from other sects. The master told us not to make trouble. Have you forgotten?

Pan Zhilong pushed away Xiao Yuer and said, "I can't get this breath. How can our Shushan faction still stand here? Don't stop me or tell the master. I'll come back when I go. If I don't hit him all over the ground to find his teeth, I won't call Pan Zhilong."

Han Ruoli sat aside and watched coldly. This Pan Zhilong was a simple-minded and well-developed fool. He didn't look at what was going on now, but still pretended to be powerful here. Forced.

Seeing that it was useless for Xiao Yuer to speak, she begged the second sister Pan Xiaoyun and said, "Second sister, please persuade the fourth brother quickly that if the master knows about it, he will definitely be angry."

Pan Xiaoyun said, "You also saw it just now that they bullied people, and it's good to let the fourth brother teach them a lesson."

Xiao Yuer pouted and said nothing. Pan Zhilong has taken dozens of people down the mountain.

Han Ruoli muttered: A group of fools. Force, go down and send him to death. This three-legged cat is still going down the mountain to vent his anger. I really don't know that the sky is thick.