The figure was hit into the rain curtain, flew across the street, and smashed a broken wooden table on the other side of the street. Countless water splashes splashed in the curtain of rain. The figure rolled to the ground, and the blood was already dyed red.
Water flowing on the ground. In the gloomy long street, under the curtain of rain, there were originally two groups of people confronting each other. Seeing this scene, people on one side ran over and tried to help the injured person up, but a dozen people on the other side looked coldly.
Looking at it, there was no movement, just quietly watching the situation in the restaurant.
The injured on the ground was helped up. He was already limp and dying. Before the attack could occur, there were a few more bangs in the restaurant, wood chips flew, and a middle-aged man staggered out, clutching his chest and retreating.
After more than ten steps, he was supported by someone. The man's eyes were bloodshot and his eyes were about to burst. He seemed to be holding his breath for a long time before he yelled out: "Chen Fan... hello-"
In the restaurant, the sound of fighting was still in chaos.
It was an old building that was damaged in the earthquake. At this time, during the confrontation between two groups of people on the street, figures could be vaguely seen moving around in the building, and some people were fighting fiercely. The side of the old building was violently damaged.
During the impact, you can see some dust and wood chips rustling down. At a certain moment, you can only hear someone roaring "Ah--" in the building, followed by a loud explosion, and a section of the wall on the side of the restaurant.
A pillar as thick as a bowl of water rushed out with a bang, and the earth and rocks flew into pieces. The pillar was probably a beam in the house, but at this time it was violently lifted up.
The pillar was embedded in the rain outside the wall for a moment. Fighting continued in the restaurant, and then the pillar was thrown back again, leaving only a huge gap in the wall. After a few breaths, the pillar smashed through the restaurant.
The few remaining doors flew out onto the street. Someone inside the building shouted: "Chen Fan! I want your life -"
"Good!" A young voice praised, "—good! Good! Good!"
Amidst the loud shouts from both sides, there was a "bang" of fighting, followed by another "bang", a loud sound like thunder, which could be heard clearly on the street, and then another figure smashed through the side wall, falling down.
Amidst the large swaths of bricks and rain, the young people inside the building were laughing.
"Okay! Hahahaha! That's it! So happy! I've heard for a long time that Zhangshan's Ben Lei Jin is infinitely powerful, and it's indeed well-deserved. I'm just a small defeat. Come on, come on, let's do it again!"
Following the laughter, an arrogant figure with half his body stained with blood strode out of the gap. This man's figure seemed to be well-proportioned, not a strong man with an eight-foot height and an eight-foot waist, and his face was not very rough either.
It's just that after a fight, his long hair was completely messed up. In line with the momentum at this time, he laughed bloody, which gave him a rather crazy feeling. This is what has made many people in Hangzhou feel crazy in the past half month.
Chen Fan has a headache.
He walked over and said "haha" several times. He grabbed the clothes of the man on the ground with both hands and asked him to stand up in the rain. He took two steps back and pointed with his hand: "Let's do it again!" He turned around and tied up in one step.
He waved out his right fist, breaking the wind and breaking the rain. His punch almost rolled up the surrounding heavy rain, and it looked like a whip. However, before the wind of the punch came, the man in front of him fell down again like a scarecrow.
The front swept through the air above the man's head, and then stopped awkwardly.
The young man was stunned for a while, then he stopped his fists, stood up straight, and scratched his hair: "Uh, you don't want to be like this..."
He went over and picked up the person's clothes, looked at him for a few times, then patted the other person's cheek, and felt the other person's breath. After realizing that there was no breath in such a rainy day, he hammered the other person's chest again. He fell down there.
He was obviously the leader of a group of people on the street, but no one dared to go up at this time. They just stared blankly at the young man tossing the man's body in the rain.
"What a pity..."
When it was finally confirmed that the man was out of breath, the young man stood up and said something regretfully, then turned his head and looked at the people on the street. Among them, a dozen or so people who were quieter and more orderly were originally brought by him.
, the other group of people had uneasy expressions on their faces. The two sides looked at each other for a while. Not far from Chen Fan, the shaky old building collapsed in the rain. The dust was pressed down by the rain and mist, and Chen Fan turned his head and took a look.
Turn back again.
"I've told you before that I'm stupid, I can't be an official, and I have a bad temper. You gangsters don't make trouble, and if you make trouble, don't quarrel with me. Now, okay?" He looked back at the ruins.
The dead man said, "But...Master Chen and I are having a fair fight today. He is injured now, and I am injured too. There is no need to argue about it in the future. Okay, I'm going to heal the injury, and you should also take Master Chen on your back to see him."
See the doctor, hurry up. Dear heroes of Zhangshan, Chen Fan takes his leave and don’t make trouble again in the future...don’t quarrel with me..."
After saying this, the young man turned around and left with his men. As for Master Chen in the ruins, he had exhausted all his energy when fighting in the building and was actually dead. After taking a few steps, Chen Fan looked back.
Looking at the other end of the street, a carriage had been parked there for a long time. He had obviously seen the whole fight. He watched for a while and then walked back. When he got to the carriage, the people inside opened the curtain.
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"Jixin."
"Ancestor."
Jixin is Chen Fan's name. In the carriage was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and a kind smile. This man could be regarded as Chen Fan's familiarity. To be precise, he should be regarded as Fang Qifu's.
You are right. His name is Zu Shiyuan. He is not a military commander, and his strategy is mediocre, but he is good at internal affairs. Although the rebel army does not pay much attention to internal affairs, they just rob a place and run away, but if there is no such thing, it is naturally impossible.
There are not many such talents in the army, and the ancestors are highly regarded. Fang La has been proclaimed emperor in the past few days, which is naturally the busiest time for the other party. Chen Fan feels the same way, so he is relatively respectful in his words.
"Zhangshan Chen Damu...you are acting like this again, be careful what Foshuai says about you when he comes back."
"Mr. Ancestor, you have also seen that we are all gangsters, with bad tempers. We can't stop after a few quarrels. I am also hurt...Teacher, he knows my character. You can predict it by putting me here."
We're here, otherwise... Mr. Ancestor, please name someone to take my place. There's nothing going on over there in Huzhou. Call An Xifu back..."
"Hahahaha." The fat middle-aged man laughed and handed over a raincoat, "It's raining heavily, the blood on your body belongs to others, where are you injured? Speaking of which, Hangzhou is in chaos these days.
Sort it out, I want to thank you. Chen Damu and the others are the people of Bao Dao B. They are really in bad shape these days. They search for gold and silver from real estate and pay it back. They block water transportation and collect money everywhere. If they continue like this, Hangzhou
It’s unsustainable. It’s just that you act too fiercely and always make enemies for yourself. If Chen Damu dies, he will die, but Bao Daoyi is a very scheming person, so you still have to pay attention.”
Chen Fan put on his coir raincoat: "Ah? Is that so?"
"Oh, you have an idea of this matter. Because of this matter, the eldest son of the Lou family, Lou Shuwang, came to me many times and said that if Bao Daoyi and others continue like this, they will soon be unable to survive. I heard that
He went to see you and was rejected. Haha, I think he appreciates the things you have done in the past few days. The head of the Lou family and the eldest son are both quite capable, but Lou Shuwang is the same age as you.
, if you are willing, you might as well make some friends when the time comes."
Chen Fan glanced at the other person and nodded boredly.
The ancestor Shiyuan also had something to do. After saying this, he was about to leave. After only a few steps, the carriage stopped again: "Oh, by the way, what happened to Ning Liheng a few days ago?
"
"Mr. Ancestor is also interested in this matter?"
Zu Shiyuan laughed: "I heard that the man stirred up the battle in Huzhou. Although I haven't seen him, I admire him a little. You guys got together in front of the palace a few days ago. The matter has been suppressed for the time being, but there are still many people who want to kill him.
, are looking for opportunities everywhere. Now that I am in charge of these trivial matters in Hangzhou, naturally some people have come to inquire about me. A few days ago, General Li Tianyou and General Li came to me specially, saying that their Li brothers would kill this person..."
"Then just wait until that crazy woman comes to your door..." Chen Fan muttered in a low voice, and then said, "I didn't participate in the fight in front of the Heavenly Palace a few days ago. I still have a fight to fight. If I were
He said, that man is very scheming, and even when he is seriously ill, he can still play tricks on An Xifu and the others. Now he is only in his early twenties, so naturally he should be killed early, and he should be healed early. I hate smart people the most. Why did my ancestors come to ask me?"
"Oh, although you Jixin did not participate in the matter of Ning Liheng a few days ago, no one in the hall knows about your relationship between Jixin and the girl from the Liu family. Since the girl from the Liu family has such a big event,
To stop them, although the main thing is to convince the Holy Duke, but if you say you have no knowledge, I am..."
Before Zu Shiyuan finished speaking, Chen Fan over there had already opened his eyes: "I, I, I... my relationship with that woman? Mr. Zu, Mr. Zu, are you kidding me? I have fought with her several times.
Well, if I hadn’t been merciful... No, I would have had nothing to do with her..."
Zu Shiyuan looked at him for a long time: "It's not that Shenggong intends to be a matchmaker..."
"Old people are like this. I like virtuous people, but that woman is a lunatic..."
"But my master and I both feel that...Jixin and Miss Liu are a good match..."
"Yeah, two lunatics can't survive." Chen Fan curled his lips. At this time, everyone had been walking forward for a while. Perhaps thinking of something, he looked to the side of the field of vision, then gestured slightly and said:
"Well, I do know about Ning Liheng. Since you are here, my ancestors have already asked about it... Well, that's it..."
It was afternoon, and it was raining. Zu Shiyuan followed Chen Fan's gaze and saw someone wearing a raincoat in a courtyard not far away. He was beating something with a brick on the roof. It must be a leak in the roof.
It was broken, so he went up to repair it. In the rain, the little girl's voice could be faintly heard: "Uncle, uncle, come down..."
The man on the roof seemed young, and his figure seemed a little thin. Zu Shiyuan wanted to ask if this man was Ning Liheng for confirmation, but when he took another look, he saw someone sitting under the eaves of the courtyard gate.
There was a man standing outside the door looking bored, with a knife on his back. He looked over, and the man looked over sharply, then lowered his eyes again. Zu Shiyuan thought for a while
, he does know this person. The girl named Liu Dabiaozi has eight powerful swordsmen under her, and this person is one of them. Since he is here, there must be more people around.
The Liu family girl has an eccentric personality and is unpredictable. Regarding Ning Liheng, he just asked casually and did not want to get involved too much. At this time, he did not expect Chen Fan to say this, so he nodded. Here too
At that moment, they heard a bang from the other side, and then a girl's scream. The two of them were looking towards the yard, but they saw a big hole collapsed on the roof over there. Ning Yi, who was repairing the roof, seemed to have come from
It fell from the roof. The guard carrying the knife immediately pushed the door open and went in. The two of them looked at it for a long time, a little stunned.
"Ahem, even if a scholar is well versed in strategy and comes to work as a craftsman, he will inevitably be like this..." The carriage gradually passed by, Zu Shiyuan said casually, and then lowered his voice: "I was at Shenggong's side before, and saw
Marshal Fo sent someone to send a message. The battle in Jiaxing is fierce, and the outcome may be difficult to say in the near future. I heard that the Liu family girl was injured and may come back in the next few days. I don't know how she will deal with this person at that time.
...Oh, does Jixin know about this?"
"Injured?" Chen Fan frowned and glanced at the other party. After a moment, he looked forward and digested the matter as a fact, "She will also be injured?"
The words were divided into two parts. When Chen Fan and Zu Shiyuan walked through the streets in the heavy rain, Ning Yi at this time had no idea that his problem had caused a fight among the senior officials of Fang La's army.
He is not a person who completely sits still, but since things are not going to turn around, he has to take things as they come for the time being. An hour or two ago, he was worried about the leaky room and had a headache. The water had started leaking since the morning. He went to the front
After teaching for a long time in the academy, the only thing the little maid did was to find various tattered utensils in the room to collect water, and then hurriedly poured out the rainwater. When Ning Yi came back, Weiwei found her backbone.
, the two of them checked various water leaks there, and Ning Yi volunteered to go up to fix the leaks, and then, tragedy happened.
An engineer who can guide and coordinate many people to build a skyscraper is not necessarily an outstanding mason. Ning Yi's body has not recovered at this time, not to mention that the house was already decayed. Halfway through the repairs, the beams collapsed and a hole was broken.
There was a big hole. Ning Yi was fine, but Xiaochan's bed was completely wet. Fortunately, the repair results saved at least half of it. They moved the other bed and kept the relatively dry half.
Room.
Then throughout the afternoon, Ning Yi took a big shovel and Xiaochan took a small shovel, and built a small dam and drainage ditch in the room like a house, so that the rainwater in the hole could drain out from there.
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It is a randomly arranged room with not many furnishings. It originally had two beds, a cupboard and a small bench, but now it has become even smaller. The eaves outside are leaking everywhere, and there is half a kitchen next door.
It became a narrow space for the two of them to move around at this time. On the way to repair the small embankment, the two of them also went to the kitchen to salvage some usable dry and wet firewood.
As the evening approached, the rain didn't stop. The plumes of thick smoke rose out of the rain, and were then broken down by water droplets. The sound of two people hurriedly lighting a fire and cooking could be heard in the kitchen. Because he was bored, Ning Yi went there.
It helped. Speaking of which, although Xiaochan knew how to cook, she was not really good at it.
Then, the torches were raised, and night fell quietly with the heavy rain. In the huge city of Hangzhou, this small courtyard with only one and a half rooms, under the light of the small torches, seemed to be divided into isolated islands that were about to be submerged at any time.
In the heavy rain, surrounded by the whole world...