Just as Feng Qingchen said, it is not Zhezhe who is sick, but Zhezhe's father. Maybe Zhezhe has a violent gene in his nature, but without his father's guidance and indulgence, he would not have become what he is today.
Look.
From the perspective of a psychiatrist, it is unscientific to fight violence with violence, but Feng Qingchen is not a psychiatrist. She doesn't understand how a psychiatrist can treat Zhezhe's disease, and she cannot use the psychiatrist's plan.
Feng Qingchen firmly believed that when dealing with this guy Zhezhe, he should respond to violence with violence, first make him afraid, then make him feel pain, and only then can he tell him what is right and wrong.
Zhezhe's father asked a doctor to treat Zhezhe, but he didn't think his son was really sick, otherwise he wouldn't have brought a large group of experts to prevent the doctor from getting close to him. Fortunately, the Nine Emperors Uncle was willing to come forward.
It would be much easier to handle.
Uncle Nine Emperors was rude to Zhezhe, and lifted up the collar around Zhezhe's neck. Zhezhe was hung in the air. The collar made the back of his neck hurt, but it didn't make him suffocate.
Zhezhe shouted at the top of his lungs, and the guards had already rushed forward. But as soon as he came in, he found that the Nine Emperors Uncle had an extremely domineering aura, and the strength on his body was even more terrifying than Zhezhe. These guards didn't care at all.
Dare to move, of course...
What frightened them the most was not the Nine Emperors Uncle, but the officers and soldiers who broke in afterward.
"General, I heard that some gangsters broke into Feng Mansion with the intention of assassinating Uncle Nine Emperors. Is this possible?" Zhai Dongming was dressed in a general's uniform and looked majestic. As soon as he came in, he saw Uncle Nine Emperors surrounded by guards and raised his eyebrows.
He said: "It's really rare that this general actually rushed to the scene."
The cynical tone really didn't match the clothes he was wearing, so Feng Qingchen rolled his eyes at him angrily.
At this point, Feng Qingchen also understood that Uncle Nine Emperors had already planned to lure Zhezhe's guards into the situation step by step. Otherwise, it would not have been such a coincidence. As soon as these guards drew their swords, Zhai Dongming came in.
Being caught in the act, the guards of the Demon Sect could not defend themselves at all. Nowadays, officials only protect each other. Jiuhuangshu and Zhai Dongming insisted that they had assassinated Jiuhuangshu, and they were no longer useful.
The guards looked at each other, exchanged opinions with their eyes, and then nodded. Feng Qingchen felt that the atmosphere in the flower hall was getting more boring. Just when he was about to take out his gun to defend himself, the Nine Emperors Uncle spoke: "If I were you, I would
Don't move a muscle. Once you touch me, you will be exterminated."
If the Emperor's men could be used to destroy the Demon Sect, Uncle Nine Emperors would certainly be satisfied, but Uncle Nine Emperors knew that based on the Emperor's temperament, he would definitely make peace with the Demon Sect in the end.
After all, the Demon Sect is not within the territory of Dongling and has nothing to do with Dongling. On the contrary, the Demon Sect would cause chaos in Beiling from time to time. If the Demon Sect's people suppressed Beiling, the emperor would be satisfied.
Uncle Nine Emperors' words were quite effective. Zhezhe's guards flinched. Seeing this, Zhezhe screamed even more fiercely. His face turned red from holding back, but he did not shed any tears.
He is quite stubborn. Feng Qingchen secretly praised him, but then felt depressed.
There is no way, the more stubborn the child, the harder it is to train him. Zhezhe doesn't know how many brain cells it will cost her to teach him.
The demon sect guard was afraid of Uncle Nine Emperors' words and really didn't dare to move. Uncle Nine Emperors glanced at Zhezhe and saw that Zhezhe seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, so he let go...
With a snap, Zhezhe fell directly to the ground with his buttocks touching the ground. Tears rolled out of his eyes in pain, but he did not shout or cry. He just looked at Uncle Nine Emperors with poisonous eyes.
It's really not easy to have such fierce eyes at such a young age.
"Young Master." The guards wanted to step forward and pick Zhe Zhe up, but Zhai Dongming stepped in faster than them, and led people to separate the guards, keeping Uncle Nine Emperors and Zhe Zhe in the middle: "Don't move around.
You are now suspects, and I will order you to be killed if you make any move."
Zhai Dongming was not only arrogant, but even more arrogant. He directly ordered his soldiers to hand over the weapons of Zhezhe's guards. Of course, the guards refused to comply. Zhezhe also stood up angrily: "Why did you capture my people?"
, you are so brave."
With just these words, he coughed violently, fell down again, and his butt bone was injured for the second time. His face was so aggrieved that it made people feel distressed. Fortunately, no one present felt sorry for him.
A careless child.
Uncle Jiuhuang glanced at Zhezhe with disgust and said coldly: "This is Dongling Imperial City, this is my king's territory, and you devil sect people will not be allowed to run wild here. Go and stay in jail for a while obediently, I will
The king will protect you from death."
The first sentence is for Zhezhe, and the second sentence is for the guards. The guards hesitated for a moment. If they really want to take action, these people brought by Zhai Dongming are definitely not theirs, but if they do, they will not end well.
They had to face Dongling's endless killings, even large armies.
Jianghu people are indeed amazing, they come and go without a trace, but... no matter how powerful he is, he is still a human being, and there is nothing they can do against the army of a country.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, can you guarantee that the young master is fine?" Someone among the guards spoke.
In fact, the demon sect is the one who deceives good and fears evil. If the person who takes action is Feng Qingchen, they are not as good as birds. They have the ability to bite them, but the opponent is Jiuhuangshu, so they have to think more.
"Keep your young master alive." Uncle Nine Emperors was always cautious in his words, but in order to keep these people at bay and avoid trouble, Uncle Nine Emperors added another sentence: "I will edit a letter, and one of you will come up and replace me."
The king sends the letter to your leader."
That is to say, Uncle Nine Emperors will explain for them that it is not that they are not protective enough, but that Uncle Nine Emperors is too strong.
"Okay, we believe in Uncle Nine Emperors."
Bang... I don't know who took the lead. The guards of the Demon Cult dropped their weapons on the ground and stood there to be slaughtered by Zhai Dongming's people.
The soldiers brought by Zhai Dongming were originally going to have a fierce battle, but they didn't expect the matter to be solved so easily. They were as happy as anything at the moment. Zhai Dongming also had a happy face and circled around Feng Qingchen.
"Can't you tell, you are still my lucky star. Feng Qingchen, I found that ever since you came back from Shandong, all the good things I met you have been good. If I get such good things a few more times, I will probably be able to climb to the first level.
The general's position."
"You can dream." Feng Qingchen said angrily. After Zhezhe's guards were cleared, Feng Qingchen stepped forward and pointed at Zhezhe who was still glaring at Uncle Nine Emperors: "What should he do?"
"Treat it." Even if Zhezhe is not turned into a normal person, he cannot be allowed to continue to deteriorate. Uncle Nine Emperors does not have the heart of a Bodhisattva, but when he heard the scene of Feng Qingchen and Zhezhe killing people, he still couldn't help but feel numb.
.
If such a person cannot correct himself, then he will die early and be born early, and there will be one more murderous maniac left in the world.
Feng Qingchen had a sad face and heavy head: "Okay."
"I don't want, I don't want you to touch me, you disgusting woman, I hate you, I hate you." Zhezhe had been silently confronting Uncle Nine Emperors. When Feng Qingchen spoke, he immediately looked at Feng Qing with murderous eyes.
Chen, that look in his eyes was even more sinister than looking at Uncle Nine Emperors.
You actually dislike her? Feng Qingchen is unhappy. You hate me, how can I like you?
"You bastard, why are you staring? You think I'm happy to touch you." Feng Qingchen put his hands on his waist and glared back, not wanting to be outdone. He was full of childishness.
Uncle Nine Emperors silently looked at the sky: Feng Qingchen, are you childish?