Chapter 2002

The flame gradually spread, and the flame seemed to be a big mouth, swallowing all the substances close to itself with the breeze.

Fang woke up and looked at all this. His cheeks trembled and said, "no hurry."

Yu Qian clenched his teeth and said, "Xing Hebo, if you don't go again... The fire will be big."

"Just make it big!"

Fang woke up and stared at the front. If someone followed his line of sight, he would find that he didn't look at the raging scholars at all, but at the businessmen and guys.

The flames have swept through five shops, and the sound of crying is shaking the sky.

Looking around, half of Jinan City was illuminated by the flame breaking through the roof.

Countless people walked out of their homes despite the night ban and looked worried at the distant fire.

Everyone is waiting for this collision, but it will be carried out in this way. No one has thought about it.

Where's xinghebo?

He should stop the riot!

Shen Shitou stood behind Fang Xing. Yu Qian winked at him several times, but he was indifferent.

His task is to take Fang Xing away in a critical moment. As for others, that is not in his consideration.

Shen Shitou believes that Fang Xing will not ignore the misfortune of the people.

"Xinghebo..."

Yu Qian begged for the second time.

Fang Xing shook his head slightly and said, "I want to see if they dare to resist or obey!"

Yu Qian was surprised and immediately said angrily, "this is not an academy or a laboratory!"

Fang Xing's mouth showed a strange smile, "if they don't do it today, it proves that the influence of the gentry is still deep-rooted. If time is right, they will make a comeback again, and that's what I don't want to see. Therefore... I want to see."

Yu Qian closed his eyes, slowly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "but those people are innocent. We are sitting and watching."

"A quarter of an hour!"

Fang Xing stretched out a finger.

The chaos continues and intensifies.

Reason is dissipating and evil thoughts are rising.

Those shopkeepers ran to the street and watched their place turn to ashes.

Some people cry, some curse, some are numb.

"Dad!"

A young man holding a bag stumbled and was chased by several scholars. A middle-aged man rushed out of the escaping crowd. He waved and said, "yu'er, run!"

The young man carried a heavy burden and ran slower and slower.

"Yu'er..."

A scholar caught up with him with a grim smile and threw the stick in his hand right at the young man's heel.

"Ah..."

The young man fell heavily to the ground, but he was still holding the burden.

He looked up and shouted, "Dad..."

The nosebleed on his face stabbed the middle-aged man's eyes, and the scholar who caught up with him stepped on his son's back, which was even more

Flame!

The middle-aged man's eyes are burning with fire!

"I say NIMA!"

The middle-aged man trembled all over. He turned around, grabbed an old man's crutch and rushed up crying.

The young man was trampled and beaten by two scholars. When the stick danced, the violence hidden in human nature suddenly broke out.

Screams do not stop atrocities, but stimulate the perpetrator's adrenal glands.

The stick became more and more taboo. When the stick was held high, a loud drink came.

The scholar who was going to beat the young man on the head looked up and saw a pair of crazy eyes.

He swore that he had never seen such eyes in his life.

Like what?

A cub protecting beast?

Or a crazy bull

"Dad..."

With this joyful cry, the crutch broke through the air and hit the scholar heavily on the chin.

With a click, the scholar's head tilted heavily to the right, and blood and... Teeth were flying in the air!

Another scholar, carrying a stick, watched the father rush over and wave his crutch for the second time.

These businessmen! They used to be very respectful to us.

Is he crazy to dare to fight us?

"Son of a bitch..."

The crutch hit the reader's left arm with a crisp sound.

"Ah..."

Amid the howling, the middle-aged man picked up his son. Seeing that his nose was crooked, his lips were swollen, and he was limping, he couldn't help crying sadly: "bastards..."

He stood in front of his son, with two scholars at his feet.

Those scholars in front looked at the scene blankly, the flames around them were soaring, and the sound of heavy objects falling came from time to time.

Those businessmen were staring at the scene.

What they saw was a father's roar and... Fearless!

The angry father looked at his son's tragedy and his anger rose again.

"Why?"

No one answered the lonely question, so he was even more angry.

"Come on! I'm right here. Hit me! Hit me!"

The middle-aged man beat his chest with the head of his crutch and shouted and provoked those scholars.

"Still a little scared!"

Fang woke up disappointed.

Yu Qian shook his head and said, "xinghebo, do it."

Fang woke up and nodded, then raised his right hand in the dark.

Footsteps came from behind, and the evil spirit gradually gathered.

Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, but he was also silently sad.

He is sad for those scholars.

Those who are violent and cruel, as well as unscrupulous.

He remembered what Fang Xing had said.

——There is a devil in most people's hearts. Once released, it can turn a gentleman into a madman; It can turn an honest man into a warrior!

Now there is a devil's play. Some people have become crazy and are releasing their inner violence; And some people become warriors, challenging a group of madmen alone.

"Wait!"

Fang Xing suddenly whispered. Xin Laoqi turned back and pressed his hand, and the footsteps stopped.

"Xinghebo..."

Fang Xing's face showed a little excitement and said, "look for yourself."

Yu Qian looked up and saw a scene that he couldn't forget all his life.

The scholars were enraged and rushed over with sticks.

But this is nothing, because on the opposite side, those businessmen and guys have begun to fight back.

"Win! Double the salary this year! All the soup and medicine!"

Several shopkeepers are old and agitate behind them.

"Beat hard! I've been raising your family for ten years!"

The two sides bumped into each other, all kinds of weapons were waving in the fire, and the screams were almost continuous.

After a face-to-face meeting, the number of scholars was almost six dozen and one, but they were still chased and beaten.

And those guys, encouraged by the heavy reward, ran after them bravely and fearlessly. For a time, the scene was in a mess and ran around.

"The combat effectiveness is too poor. Wen can't secure the country, Wu can't defend the country, and you can't fight, waste!"

Fang Xingmeng waved and Xin Laoqi shouted, "attack!"

Poof poof!

This is not a battle, the main purpose is to frighten, so when the neat footsteps sounded, the two groups stopped and looked into the darkness together.

Poof poof

The footsteps in the dark were faster and faster. Gradually, a row of arrays shrouded in steel appeared.

Looking at darkness in the light is like looking down on hell in heaven.

So an army came out of hell!

Poof poof!

Footsteps beat on the long street, but also on the hearts of those who gradually dull.

"It's him!"

A scream broke the silence, and then someone shouted, "it's Fang Xing!"

In an instant, without any command, those scholars abandoned their weapons and turned to run towards the merchant. They were like running horses. They didn't look like they had just been beaten and ran away.