"It doesn't matter if you move her. Not only do I dare to touch her, but also I dare to hit her. What can you do to me? You can beat me to death if you can."
"Beat me to death and you will all go to jail."
Liao Jia said almost roaring.
After saying that, he slapped it on Tang Yixue's face.
However, Chen Feng was extremely fast and arrived in an instant and grabbed Liao Jia's hand.
"Chen Feng, don't be impulsive. You can really kill someone with one punch."
Tang Yixue said softly, holding back her tears. She didn't want Chen Feng to be saddled with the murder case, which would stain him for the rest of his life.
With a cold snort, he pushed Liao Jia away, then picked up Tang Yixue's hand and entered the true energy.
Looking at the scar, a murderous intention flashed through Chen Feng's heart. Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart is that this old woman is so vicious.
Ji Xueman didn't realize it until now. Just now, she was completely dumbfounded. It was the first time she saw someone burning incense on someone's body.
"Is everything okay, Yi Xue."
Tang Yixue shook her head and was surprised to find that the injury on her hand had become scarred.
"How did you get into trouble with this crazy woman?"
Chen Feng asked softly.
"What do you mean we provoked her? She is obviously unreasonable. If you had come a little later, I'm afraid Yi Xue would really be in big trouble."
Ji Xueman glared at Chen Feng, and then told the story of the future.
After listening to Ji Xueman's words, Chen Feng felt angry in his heart.
The robbery failed, and in order to vent his anger, he became so violent and bloody.
"Old lady, I'll give you a chance to apologize to her. As long as she forgives you, this matter will end here."
Chen Feng said softly, it was a very good deal for this middle-aged woman, as long as she apologized seriously.
"Apologise, are you worthy of it?
Do you have this qualification?"
"My son is the boss of the security in this area. Do you dare to touch me?"
"If you touch me, I will ask my son to send you all to jail."
Liao Jia said fiercely, looking at Chen Feng with great disdain.
So what if she doesn't apologize? She has done this kind of thing many times, and in the end nothing happened. Her son has the final say.
She has a strong background and speaks so hard. Except for a few people, she is not afraid of anyone.
"I usually don't hit women, but you are an exception."
Chen Feng snorted coldly and stopped talking nonsense.
"How dare you hit me? My son has a great background. Do you dare to offend him?"
"Come on, give it a try. If you don't, I won't let you go today."
Liao Jia stretched out her head and patted her cheek gently, with a ferocious expression on her face.
"Forget it, Chen Feng, you didn't hear that her background is not simple. It's better to do less than to do more. Anyway, Yixue's hand is healed now."
Ji Xueman said next to her that since she had nothing to do, she might as well leave early.
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Yixue said softly, "Forget it."
But before they finished speaking, Chen Feng had already walked up to Liao Jia, opened his bow from left to right, and slapped him several times.
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price."
Chen Feng snorted coldly, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"Boy, you're done. I'll call the director right away. You both will go to jail."
Several bodyguards who followed over said immediately.
"Hey, Director... to... this side of Yuantong Temple..."
Tang Yixue's eyes became a little panicked, and she quickly walked to Chen Feng's side, "What should we do now? If we escape, we will be wanted, right?"
"Don't be afraid, I will solve it."
Chen Feng comforted.
He couldn't watch his woman being beaten and remain indifferent. In that case, how could he have the face to say that he was a man?
"She seems to be motionless. Was she beaten to death?"
Ji Xueman on the side noticed something was wrong, and the old lady started foaming at the mouth.
"It's not that easy to die."
Chen Feng casually stabbed the old lady with a silver needle and immediately cured her sudden illness.
There was quite a commotion in the temple, and soon a monk came in to inspect the situation.
Liao Jia, who had been treated by Chen Feng, finally woke up and looked at Chen Feng as if she was looking at a dead person.
"what happened?"
Zhiming asked gloomily.
"Master Zhiming, this kid beat me. I was beaten in your Yuantong Temple. You have to make the decision for me."
Liao Jia was extremely angry and stared at Chen Feng fiercely.
"Old lady, can you please tell me the truth? He was the one who saved you just now. You fell to the ground just now, foaming at the mouth. He was the one who saved you."
Tang Yixue felt a little unworthy for Chen Feng and felt a little angry.
"help me?
He was the one who injured me, and he still said anything about saving me, bah."
Liao Jia was so angry that she stamped her feet, walked to the bodyguard, and cursed a few times as trash. When she heard that the bodyguard was on the phone with her son, she immediately snatched the phone away and turned on the loudspeaker.
"Son, your mother is going to be beaten to death, don't you care."
"Your mother just wanted to burn incense and pray for you, but a young man ran in and beat your mother without any explanation. She is no longer alive. Come and save her."
Liao Jia poured out her bitterness on the phone and cried a few times from time to time.
"Mom, just wait, I'll take someone over now. If any bastard dares to touch your skin, I'll take his skin off."
The sound reached his ears clearly, and Ji Xueman's face instantly turned pale.
Chen Feng frowned. He didn't expect that this old lady's background was not simple. She didn't seem to be bragging. Now she was in trouble.
However, he has no regrets. If his woman is bullied, he will still act like a coward. That is not his character.
"Masters, should you give me an explanation? After all, I am also a big pilgrim of your Yuanneng Temple."
Liao Jia specially emphasized the word "big pilgrim". Only when the donation to Yuantong Temple reaches more than one million, can he be called a big pilgrim.
"Donor Liao, please rest assured, I will definitely give you an explanation."
Zhiming said slowly.
The eyes looking at Chen Feng and the others gradually became colder. Every year, it is thanks to these big pilgrims that the temple has so much money.
Otherwise, ordinary pilgrims just burn incense without much oil and water at all.
Now Chen Feng beat Liao Jia and failed to handle it well. Liao Jia stopped donating money, which would cut off the temple's financial resources.
Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's parents.
"How are you going to explain this?"
Liao Jia asked.
"Three people, each with one leg, okay?"
Zhiming said "sin", but a cruel look flashed in his eyes.
"One hand and one foot."
Liao Jia stretched out two fingers.
"Deal, old lady, go out now, I'm afraid I'll hurt you later."
Zhiming made a gesture of invitation.
"Okay, I not only want your hands and feet, but I also want to put you in jail."
Liao Jia nodded, and a flash of joy flashed in her heart. She had never suffered such grievances since her son became an official.
"Donor, do you want to do it yourself or wait for us to come? If you break the hands and feet of the two ladies next to you, I can let you go."
"I see that you are also a warrior, and your cultivation is not easy. It is better not to provoke Yuantong Temple."
After Zhiming finished speaking, he closed his eyes and waited for Chen Feng's response.
"Master, I think you have some misunderstanding. I got Master Huijing's head stick incense. They couldn't take it away. Then they burned me with the incense. My boyfriend got angry and took action."
"Could it be that Master, you don't even care about the facts and are going to attack us? This is unfair."
Tang Yixue suppressed the anger in her heart and said.
"The truth is that you bullied my guest of Yuantong Temple, and now I want to seek justice for her."
Zhiming shouted "Amitabha" and a ruler appeared in his hand.
"Little monk, are you sure you want to take action? You can't beat me."
"I, the eighteen Dong people of Yuantong Temple, can fight at the battlefield level. Are you qualified?"
Zhiming shouted loudly, and eighteen Dong people appeared behind him.
"In this case, you have to bear the consequences."