Everyone admired the courage of this great scholar, but Nan Batian was already livid with anger.
Although Nan Batian is reckless, he is by no means a fool. He has a "Zhang Fei" type of intelligence in his heart. Otherwise, how could he sit in the position of Qianhu, the black-clad guard.
Just having a godfather to protect you is not enough, you must have real skills.
Nan Batian knew that what he was doing today was a thankless job. He was guarding the gate for Kang Shanzhen and Tian Fen, and being a lackey would naturally arouse the crowd's excitement, and the people would vent all their dissatisfaction on him.
It's just that Nan Batian can pretend to be powerful, intimidate the people, and suppress their emotions, but he can't and is unwilling to use violence against them. Otherwise, he will be labeled as having trouble doing things.
Your own future will be greatly affected.
Hearing someone scolding him, Nan Batian was so angry that he wanted to cut the person who scolded him into pieces. However, when he came to his senses, he realized that it was a mistake and a brainless judgment made by a machine.
No matter what happens today, it must be suppressed with silence, otherwise, it will arouse the anger of these people and lead to rivers of blood, which is definitely not something he, a thousand households, can afford.
Therefore, he immediately made the decision to be patient. Who allowed himself to have bad luck these days? But on the surface, he still had to show a fierce expression.
It's just that Nan Ba Tian suddenly compromised. He didn't expect that in his anger, he casually asked, "Who dares to scold me?"
This is a slap in the face!
Nan Batian's face turned livid, then turned black. He could no longer bear such a blatant provocation, and angrily shouted at the scholar who flew in: "Fuck you, if you dare to scold me, beat me!"
A group of guards in black cheered and rushed forward.
The moment he flew high into the sky, the scholar knew that he had become famous. He felt that this graceful flight was like the feat of a moth throwing into fire, bright and short.
What awaits him will be an unimaginable nightmare.
At this moment, he finally regretted it and realized in his heart that there were some beggars in this world that he couldn't afford to offend. Sven could not be used as food, nor could he protect himself.
Otherwise, how could I have been tricked by the little beggar?
The moment he landed on the ground, his pretty face stuck to the ground like a big cake, and then he was knocked unconscious.
After waiting for a while, he finally regained consciousness. When he wanted to explain the misunderstanding to Nan Batian, seven or eight fierce-looking guards in black rushed over and punched and kicked him.
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The scholar only regained consciousness for a while, and then lost consciousness again. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His body instinctively curled up into a ball, and he moaned unconsciously: "No! Don't hit me..."
Nan Batian cursed fiercely: "You dare to scold me, you don't want your life. Don't you know that I have three eyes?" He felt puzzled and pointed at the people and said, "You idiots.
, who else dares to scold me in public? Come forward, I will kill you if I get sick."
Everyone was silent, but there was an evil fire in their hearts that went straight to their foreheads.
Nan Batian was very arrogant, and the bad breath in his heart was finally eliminated. He waved his hand, pointed at the aggrieved scholar, and said coldly: "Take this ignorant thing to the black prison and torture it severely. Maybe at this time
He is a spy among scholars."
When everyone heard the word "Black Prison", they felt chills from head to toe, and their hearts trembled!
The Black Prison is an extremely terrifying place, with only strangers entering and no one leaving. They looked at the scholar who passed out on the ground in despair, with sympathy on their faces, but they didn't know what to do?
The guards in black were ordered to carry the unconscious scholar away and take him away.
Suddenly, a roar came from the crowd: "Stop, none of you can take my cousin away." Then, a bright and handsome man squeezed in from the crowd.
No matter how hard he tried, he bumped left and right and hit the guards in black who were holding the scholar. Then he supported the scholar, looked at his red and swollen cheeks, and wailed loudly.
: "Cousin, why were you beaten so badly? It was my cousin who hurt you."
Shiyue?
It's actually Shi Yue?
When Nan Batian saw Shi Yue's figure, he couldn't help but take a breath, anger, fear, irritability, and all kinds of pessimistic emotions flowing in his heart.
Because he knows that ever since he fought against this boy named Shi Yue, he has been experiencing bad luck!
This guy is an evil star!
However, this scholar is Shi Yue's cousin? How could such a coincidence happen? Nan Batian was stunned, and he vaguely felt that things were not as simple as they seemed at the scene. He felt as if he had fallen into a whirlpool.
Shi Yue was sad for a while, but then he struck preemptively and said: "Nan Batian, you are so cruel-hearted. Didn't I, Shi Yue, offend you? My cousin scolded you, and you beat my cousin until he even got a fucking bone.
I don’t know you anymore, are you still a human being?”
When the people saw Shi Yue's words, he was sad, and after hearing what he said, they understood the reason.
"You...you are talking nonsense. Come here, snatch that scholar away and throw him into a black prison." Nan Batian seemed to have lost his mind as soon as he saw Shi Yue. Although there was no reason to arrest Shi Yue at this time, this
The scholar's cousin must not be let go.
Shi Yue stepped back with the scholar in his arms, and said sonorously: "My cousin just scolded you a few words, and it was only for you personally, not for the black guards. Why did you arrest my cousin into a black prison? Is it a black prison?
Is it just a place where you, Nan Batian, abuse lynching?"
These heart-wrenching words only pushed Nan Batian to the corner!
Nan Batian was a little confused: This guy definitely came prepared, but he must not retreat at this time, otherwise, where is the majesty and face of Nan Batian?
"What a sharp tongue. I suspect that the scholar is a spy among the scholars. He is going to be taken to the black jail and interrogated severely!" Nan Batian said angrily: "Come here, take him away."
He was also afraid that Shi Yue would suddenly attack him, so he hurriedly held the double-edged sword in front of him.
Shi Yue did not show off his superb physical skills. As a national treasure-level special forces soldier, he could accurately determine whether the control situation was tilted in his favor.
Extraordinary wisdom is the key to success, and superior skills are only the cornerstone of success.
Shi Yue led his "cousin" back again and again, with a sad face, and shouted loudly: "Folks, my cousin was seriously injured. Although it was to avenge me, on the one hand, it was also to Nan Batian for preventing everyone from entering Jile Temple to burn incense.
You have such a heart, if you go to the black prison, you will be tortured to death, how can you just stand by and watch?"
Although everyone was angry, no one dared to take the lead and intervene.
However, Shi Yue had already calculated the people's fear of being shot at the leader: It doesn't matter, you are unwilling to come forward, brother, I will force you to come forward.
Sanmao was standing outside the crowd at this time. Seeing that no one was willing to take the lead, he couldn't help but admire Shi Yue even more: This evil man is really accurate at figuring out people's hearts!
He raised his waist, twisted his butt, and charged towards the group of shrunken turtles in front of him.
In a short time, more than twenty men flew into the circle controlled by the black guards, and landed accurately in front of Shi Yue.