At this time, there was silence in Juxian Manor. Everyone's eyes fell on Xue Wusuan who suddenly appeared out of thin air. Everyone watched in shock as Xue Wusuan and A'Zhu were talking, and no one dared to say a word.
All the members of the Shennong Gang, including Sikong Xuan, knelt down without any care at this time, waiting for Xue Wusuan's punishment. Each of them seemed to be defenseless, but the martial arts heroes opposite them all had ugly faces and refused to move.
He retreated, but acted like he was facing a formidable enemy.
The cold atmosphere enveloped the entire Zhuangzi the moment Xue Wusuan appeared. Everyone felt the cold air from the soles of their feet to the top of their backs. It was as if someone had stuffed a piece of ice into their clothes, and they couldn't help but shiver.
Qiao Feng, who was closest to him, felt the deepest feeling. He knew that the coldness and the strong evil spirit around him were all emanating from the body of "Brother Yan" who had a good drink with him in the wine shop. It was not only terrifying.
It's even weird to the extreme. Qiao Feng is also a hero who has seen big scenes. This is the first time he has encountered such a scene. He wanted to go up and say hello, but he had to swallow his words when he said it.
"Sikong Xuan, my foster sister is not very useful. She deserves to be bullied. You think so too, right? So you gather around here to watch her jokes?"
Sikong Xuan was so frightened that he couldn't speak. His head hit the ground and his whole body shook.
"Brother, it's not the fault of Gang Leader Sikong. They didn't know I was coming here, let alone that I was injured. They all broke two fingers on their own, so please stop scaring them, okay?"
Xue Wusuan turned his head and glared at A'Zhu angrily and shouted: "Shut up!"
"Get up and answer the question. Tell me what's going on. What are these people doing around here?"
Sikong Xuan stood up quickly and recounted everything that had happened in a few words. Finally, he said: "My subordinates were very angry, so they called some of the best men in the gang to prepare for those who had wronged the eldest lady to kowtow to the eldest lady and apologize. Your Excellency, please
coming."
Xue Wusuan looked around with disdain on his face, curled his lips and said, "Is this rubbish worthy of being called the 'Heroes Conference'? Sikong Xuan, are you kidding me?"
Sikong Xuanlian said he didn't dare.
At this time, Doctor Xue, who finally mustered up the courage, stood up, raised his hands to Xue Wusuan and said, "Who are you, sir? You talk so arrogantly but you don't take our Central Plains martial arts world seriously?"
Doctor Xue said this very well. In his opinion, Sikong Xuan’s Shennong Gang is a gang in Dali, and the person who appeared strangely is Sikong Xuan’s “master” and is naturally from Dali. Now here, looking at his words
His tone and aura were not easy to offend and he was very evil. So he slapped the label of "Central Plains Martial Arts" on him, trying to make the other party feel wary.
"Are you Divine Doctor Xue? When did I say that I would not take the Central Plains martial arts in my eyes?"
Hearing this, Doctor Xue was overjoyed and secretly thought that the other party was indeed afraid of trouble. Unexpectedly, Xue Wusuan's next words changed the subject drastically.
"I have never said this before. But now I can say that the Central Plains Wulin has never been taken seriously by me, and you are all rubbish!"
Everyone has a certain amount of anger, let alone a martial arts tycoon who licks blood from his knife. Xue Wusuan repeatedly insulted him, and even though he was timid, he was made angry. With the crowd, the shouts and curses started to come one after another.
It was getting louder and louder. But those who were interested found that the dozen or so members of the Beggar Clan, headed by Elder Xu, had livid faces and said nothing. Many of them even had hesitation on their faces.
Xue Wusuan didn't have the slightest interest in the people in front of him. He didn't even have a decent master. He was not a child anymore, so he had no interest in stepping on ants.
"I've passed the stick of incense, Sikong Xuan, why are you still standing there? Clean up all this garbage for me, it looks annoying!"
"My subordinates take orders!" Sikong Xuan cupped his hands towards Xue Wusuan, then turned around and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty has an order! Kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were shouts of killing all around. Only when they really started to take action did these wealthy people in the world understand how terrifying these Shennong Gang members, who seemed to them to have a strange aura, were.
Even if he is good at the art of summation, he actually combines the art of summation with the military formation. A small group of three to five or seven or eight people can interact with each other, and even combine the group with the group when encountering strong enemies.
When they merged together, two hundred people started to act like four or five hundred people, and they quickly suppressed the momentum that the wealthy gangsters had just gained.
"Qiao Feng. It's a lively fight over there, why don't you go and help?"
Qiao Feng had already intended this, but he just didn't want to be misunderstood by the soldiers-like Shennong Gang, so he endured it. Now that Xue Wusuan had spoken, he laughed, jumped up and joined the battle circle.
Qiao Feng was like a tiger as soon as he arrived. How could he resist the crowd of high-rollers who were already being squeezed into the space? If he was distracted for a moment, he would be slashed by four or five long knives. In a moment, there were ten more people.
He fell in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"I surrender! I am willing to kowtow to the eldest lady and apologize! Spare me!"
One person couldn't stand it any longer and yelled in panic. He threw away his weapons in a panic and tried to rush out of the battle circle. With the leader in the lead, many people behind him kept begging for mercy.
Xue Wusuan laughed loudly and thought: Are there many people who are greedy for life and afraid of death? Are they also considered "heroes"?
Qiao Feng's demeanor was as always, and he let go of those who begged for mercy. Even from beginning to end, he only seriously injured people but did not take any lives. Because the situation in front of him was already one-sided. The fighting spirit in his heart dropped sharply, and he even felt kind.
The feeling of shame for bullying the weak.
"Thank you, Uncle Qiao, for not killing me. Thank you so much!"
Qiao Feng's eyes bulged, and he let go of the person in front of him who had surrendered. He was still saying thank you, but his head was slapped to pieces by Sikong Xuan who was walking by.
"This is the reason for the leader of the Sikong Gang! He has already surrendered and is willing to kowtow to Miss A'Zhu and admit his mistake. Why do you still want to kill him?"
Sikong Xuan's feet kept moving, and his hands continued to harvest human lives. But he said: "The time to kowtow and admit your mistakes has long passed. Now your order is to "clean up the garbage." These people are garbage while they are alive, and they can only do it if they are all dead.
It's all clean! If Brother Qiao feels that he can't do it, he can just withdraw, and there will be no problem in leaving it to my Shennong Gang."
Leave no one alive?! Kill?!
Only then did Qiao Feng realize that the high-rollers he had seriously injured had already been stabbed and died on the spot. Did the Shennong Gang really intend to kill them all? Aren't they afraid of offending the entire Central Plains martial arts community?
"Master Qiao, save me!"
"Gang Leader Qiao! I was wrong! Please help me!"
There were also soft heads in the Beggar Clan. "Mrs. Ma" Kang Min, who came to watch the fun, and an elder were all frightened and shouted to Qiao Feng for help, completely forgetting how they had slandered Qiao Feng and hated him to death.
They also forgot why they came to Juxian Village.
That's all for Kang Min. Qiao Feng could care less about her life or death, but those old brothers in the gang made Qiao Feng unbearable. He wanted to save people as soon as he moved his feet, but was blocked by Sikong Xuan unexpectedly.
"Brother Qiao, these people have had a breakup with you. You have become enemies. It is not a man's behavior to show mercy to your enemies. Brother Qiao, please just watch the battle. It will be over soon."
Qiao Feng wanted to say more but heard Xue Wusuan calling him from behind. He sighed inwardly and without looking back, he turned around and walked over the courtyard wall. But he didn't want to stay here and watch his former friends being slaughtered.
Xue Wusuan let out a laugh. The wine bottle he held in his hand slowly fell down, a little embarrassed. He wanted to ask Qiao Feng to drink. How could he be so disrespectful?