Just as the old man was filled with shock and anger, the man beneath him slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw his old father, who was in tears.
"Did you hit me?"
After waking up, the man subconsciously attributed all the pain in his body to his old father.
"Dong Laoba! It's me who hurt you!"
Feng Bingwen naturally didn't bother to hide it. He walked up to the gambler who had difficulty even getting up and admitted it openly.
"Old man, if you want someone to protect you from disaster, you also need to find someone decent, a little brat like this... ah!"
Before Dong Laoba finished speaking, he let out a scream because Feng Bingwen kicked him in the calf. With this kick, his calf was faintly deformed and twisted unnaturally.
"What's wrong with me?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a smile, feeling quite good.
The quality of the friends that Hu Er knows is not generally high. A beating for such a scumbag who doesn't even take his own father seriously can achieve more good deeds than an ordinary gangster.
"Why did you hit me?"
Feeling the excruciating pain in his calf, Dong Laoba believed it, but he couldn't understand why this little kid suddenly attacked him because he had never provoked him.
"I don't like you."
Feng Bingwen replied with an answer that made people want to vomit blood.
"My mother..."
Click!
Feng Bingwen kicked him, and the man's other leg was also broken. Now he couldn't speak a word. The pain of broken bones and tendons made his face distorted.
"I have a few requests for you. While you are recovering from your injuries, you should get rid of your gambling addiction. After you recover from your injuries, find a serious job to make a living, serve your father, and allow your elderly family members to live a long life.
You don’t have to go out on the street and yell at me at such an old age.”
When the man stopped talking, Feng Bingwen opened his mouth. The old man, who had a distressed look on his face, raised his head and looked at the child in shock. His lips wriggled a few times, wanting to say something, but he shut up again in worry.
, just lowered his head to hide the gratitude in his eyes. If his son could really do this, he would be willing to kneel down and kowtow to him.
"Who do you think you are, you still want me to quit gambling?"
Dong Laobao is naturally full of disdain. He has been addicted to gambling in the past few years and has long been unable to leave.
"It's okay if you don't quit, as long as you can withstand my beating!"
"What do you mean?"
"You look like this really make it hard for me to calm down and make my thoughts unclear. Therefore, if you can't do what I said in a day, you will never have peace. If you don't quit gambling, I will come to your door every day and beat you until you can't get out of bed."
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"A kid with a bad mouth dares to threaten me. If you hadn't just made a sneak attack..."
Crunch!
There was a sour sound of wood breaking, and Dong Laoba stopped talking, because he saw that the short child in front of him was actually holding the wooden stick in his hand, twisting it gently with both hands, and twisted it into a pile of debris. Then
The inhuman power made his heart tremble.
The onlookers were also in an uproar. They did not expect that such a young child could have inhuman and strange powers.
And Feng Bingwen didn't care about the exclamations of these pedestrians. He would have to show this power sooner or later. Anyway, he had already registered it in both Yin and Yang realms. As for the old man, he still had a "reasonable" explanation.
After doing all this, Feng Bingwen walked out of the crowd, followed the information provided by Hu Er, and headed to the next area where gangsters were active.
If you can meet those gangsters who bully the market or dodge bills, that's good. After a beating, you can easily get good deeds. It doesn't matter if you don't have them. After you find the rightful owner, you can find an excuse at will and beat them up.
Anyway, these guys are eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, doing nothing, and not doing their jobs properly. It is quite easy to find a decent reason to beat them up.
And by the time dusk was approaching, when Feng Bingwen returned home, there were already as many as fifteen gangsters in Qingshan County who had been beaten up by Feng Bingwen in the street, and this was mainly because he only encountered these people while wandering around.
, Hu Er knows several times this.
Feng Bingwen's actions made him become a famous figure in Qingshan County. Even if the night fell, it would not prevent every household in the streets from talking about what he had done today.
This led to the fact that when Feng Bingwen went to school on the second day, he was called over by the teacher as soon as he stepped into the school, and was then taken to a small room where the gentlemen rested. Almost all the teachers in the county school were
They were all gathered there, and when he stepped inside, these gentlemen's eyes were fixed on him.
"I have met you gentlemen!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Bingwen did not panic. He bowed his hands in a reasonable manner. After these gentlemen returned the salute, he straightened his back and looked at these middle-aged and elderly teaching gentlemen.
"Xiao Wen, I heard someone said that you beat a lot of people in the county yesterday. Is this true?"
After a moment of silence, the gentleman who taught Feng Bingwen coughed slightly, attracting everyone's attention to him, and then he asked in a rather intimate tone. After all, he was the grandson of his colleague.
"Replying to Sir, this is indeed the case, but the description is not accurate. I am trying to convince people with reason."
When Feng Bingwen heard that this was the case, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then answered solemnly.
"Convince people with reason?"
The gentlemen looked at each other, but they didn't expect to receive such an answer.
"How can you say that you are trying to persuade people by using fists and kicks against people you don't even know?"
The teacher who taught Feng Bingwen asked this question.
"Sir, since you have heard about my deeds yesterday, have you ever asked about the people I beat?"
“I’ve heard about it, but I don’t really understand it.”
"The people I beat yesterday included a gambler who called his father a beast, a scoundrel who molested a good family, and a bully who made huge loans... Sir, do you think these people shouldn't be beaten?"
Feng Bingwen gave some examples and then asked this question.
"Of course...cough."
The lecturer answered subconsciously, but after half a sentence he realized what he was saying, coughed dryly, and changed his words.
"Xiaowen, you are considered a scholar now, how can you act so rudely?"
"Sir, do you think those people I beat yesterday could listen to the sage words of your professor?"
Feng Bingwen asked, without waiting for the answers of these gentlemen, he shook his head,
"I guess they won't listen. Therefore, in order to lead them back to the right path and start a new life, I can only teach them in a way that they can understand."
"Is that why you hit someone?"
Several gentlemen couldn't believe it when they heard Feng Bingwen's answer. This was just a child.
"Yes, I don't like their behavior, so I want to correct them!"