when Li Shi arrived at the scene with a group of officials, he found that the situation was more serious than he thought!
Smoke and dust filled the whole Xicheng street. There were smashed stalls and shops everywhere. There were several fires.
The streets have become a mass. The monks with weapons and ordinary people with benches and kitchen knives are fighting with each other. No one can tell who is.
The soldiers of Seven Star City tried hard to control the situation, but for a while they didn't know which side to help, so they could only block the streets and let the dispute not continue to spread.
"Stop it!"
Li Shi's roar, like the roar of a legendary dragon, made the whole street buzzing.
The battlefield was quiet, but Li Shi failed to stop them who had already killed red eyes. After a second, the chaotic situation opened again!
"My house specially asks you to stop!"
Li Shimu dew cold, a few guys will be close to the wall, unconscious in the past.
And then the action does not stop, all the way forward, see a person to throw, with the foot a kick!
The soldiers of the Seven Star City naturally follow the example of the city Lord and throw all those who have been killed to the wall.
For a moment, the sound of "Dong Dong Dong" pounding against the wall rose everywhere.
Cut through the mess with a sharp knife, half of the people in the street will be smashed faintly in the moment.
The battle situation in the street was finally under control, and the rest of the people gradually stopped to look at the large crowd headed by Li Shi.
Today, Li Shi is wearing a black robe made by Xiao Yun. His long black hair is combed into a neat bun, which is covered in a delicate white jade crown.
Two Tibetan green crown belts hang down from both sides of the jade crown, adding a touch of Confucian elegance to Li Shi.
The handsome face contains Mori cold killing machine, as if the next second will kill the whole street clean.
Li Shi's appearance, his temperament and his standing position made everyone recognize him at once.
The city Lord of Seven Star City, the 11th son of the Duke of Tao Tang, is a terror figure who makes the first sect of Tao Tang, the golden spear sect, to fall down!
"Keep fighting! Why not
Li Shi stepped out of the crowd and glanced at the past. No one dared to look at him.
"Say it! Who let you make trouble in Seven Star City? "
A strong middle-aged man threw down his shoulder pole, knelt down to Li Shi, and lamented: "tell the Lord of the city that Xiaomin is a native of Seven Star City!
Today, it's not that we want to make trouble. It's really these foreigners who are deceiving others too much. "
"He's the villain who tells the story first!"
A tall, black faced man appeared beside him and glared at him.
"It's clear that the people of Seven Star City are biased against us from abroad. Why do we sell our goods 10% more than the local people?"
"What? You foreigners have nothing to do all day and make trouble in the Seven Star City. We local people are so noisy by you that we can't live well. What can we do if we sell you a few cents more? "
"You are the discrimination of red fruits!"
"Shut up, all of you!" Li Shichen was so angry that they both shivered.
"I ask you, what is the matter with these monks?"
If it was just the fighting of ordinary people, where would such a chaotic situation be caused, it would have been settled by the soldiers.
It is the addition of friars that makes the whole situation complicated and uncontrollable.
"It was they who invited friars first. We had no choice but to invite friars to fight against them."
Seven Star City man a finger tall, indignant way.
That thin and tall mouth opened and didn't say anything, which was the default of the middle-aged man's words.