Chapter 48
"You, shameless!"

Hearing such dirty and obscene molesting words, standing behind the counter, the little woman who had been patient with the green-skinned gangster to the limit grabbed the abacus on the counter and threw it at the gangster's face.

"You little girl, how dare you hit someone?"

The green-skinned gangster who was deliberately provocative had long been mentally prepared. Facing the blow, he retreated quite lightly, avoiding the abacus that hit him, and then, with a smile on his face,
"Look at the neighbors in the surrounding area, the proprietress of Ruyufang beats people even if she cheats!"

Qingpi yelled, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the young and beautiful woman behind the counter, her face turned red with anger, and she looked even more lovely.

"Hu Er, we are all neighbors in the neighborhood, who doesn't know your details, don't go too far!"

Finally, someone in the crowd couldn't bear to watch anymore, and shouted at the green skin from a distance,

"What's wrong with me? It's clear that she asked for too much!"

The green-skinned gangster didn't take it seriously, and even became more arrogant.

"Hey! That Poppy, look here!"

At this time, a very provocative, but somewhat immature voice sounded behind him. While Qing Pi was annoyed, he turned his head subconsciously, and immediately saw a picture of the ass that had been worn down by countless people over the years and looked oily. The slippery stool quickly zoomed in before my eyes.

Snapped!
Accompanied by a crisp sound of skin and flesh colliding, the solid old wooden stool and Qingpi's turned face were firmly stuck together. Amid the exclamation of everyone, Qingpi fell on his back, and blood flowed from the bruised nasal cavity. Flowing down, spilling all over the place.

The sudden change really stunned the passers-by who were watching and joining in the fun. Although the scene just now made many people feel righteous indignation, but because of various scruples, no one stood out. Want to get out of some trouble.

This sudden change made these onlookers feel satisfied and somewhat curious about who would come out at this time, but when they followed their eyes and looked over, they were immediately stunned.

It's just a child who doesn't look very old. Although this child looks plump, strong, and well-bred, he's still just a child.

At first, he was just watching the excitement, but his heart was aroused by watching it, so Feng Bingwen, who followed his will, stepped forward, walked out of the crowd, and came to lie on the ground, already knocked unconscious by that bench Huhu, the green-skinned gangster who couldn't get up for a long time stretched out his foot and kicked him,

"He's not dead, right? If he's not dead, get up quickly, you are so virtuous, lying at the door of someone's house, delaying people's business."

Such a young child showed such a generous attitude, which really surprised many onlookers.Some who didn't believe that the bench just now was thrown by this child were also frightened.

"Whose child is this? He looks very elegant with a small book bag on his back. Why is he so..."

Before the person who made the sound could finish speaking, he saw the child who had already entered the arena, turned his head to look at him, and the back half was immediately stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak.

"I am Feng Bingwen, a student of the county school, and my grandfather is Feng Lingjun."

Feng Bingwen generously introduced himself to the crowd of onlookers,

"I just passed by and heard that this hooligan was playing a rascal here. I couldn't hold it back for a while. I acted a bit recklessly. If you scare all uncles and aunts, please also ask Haihan."

When Feng Bingwen's voice fell, there was a burst of surprise,
"It turned out to be the grandson of Mr. Xian Xuefeng. I said how he was born so majestic."

"Mr. Feng really has a good grandson!"

"Hey, this kid has a chivalrous heart at such a young age, Mr. Feng taught him so well!"

The corners of Feng Bingwen's mouth couldn't help twitching when he heard all the compliments. How much falsehood and falsehood there were in these words, he was like a mirror in his heart.

Although the old man is just a scholar, but before the establishment of the county school, the old man had already opened a private school to teach in the county school, and after the establishment of the county school, he was invited to teach in the county school. It can't be described as a talent.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, what are you guys doing here?"

And just when everyone was amazed, several harsh shouts came, and the crowd that had formed a semi-circle was separated, and two policemen rushed in, and when they saw the situation in the field, they were stunned for a moment.

"How is this going?"

An old police officer looked at the green-skinned gangster lying on the ground moaning, raised his eyebrows, not surprised, turned his head and asked the surrounding audience.

"Xing Butou, this is Mr. Feng's grandson..."

People in the Gongmen asked, and the crowd who had just watched immediately talked about what happened just now. They did not hesitate to praise Feng Bingwen and even begged for protection, but no matter how they said it, it was a Beat people in the street.

"Okay, I understand the matter!"

After hearing about the same, Catcher Xing raised his hand, and everyone fell silent. He looked kind, but his arrest uniform was too deterrent.

"You beat this guy?"

Catcher Xing walked to Feng Bingwen's side, looked at the child with a nonchalant face, and lowered his head to ask.

"Ah."

Feng Bingwen nodded and said yes, his face seemed to be indifferent, but he was also somewhat cautious in his heart.

He did not forget that day when he was in contact with the Jinhua City God, the City God had told him that he would inform the government of his information, and his relevant records would be left in the government.

Catcher Xing took two steps, grabbed the bloody old wooden stool, weighed it twice, looked at the distance from the crowd of onlookers to where Qingpi lay down, and smiled at Feng Bingwen,

"It's a lot of strength!"

“Good food at home!”

Feng Bingwen also responded with a smile.

"How's Hu Er?"

Inspector Xing ignored it, but looked at the policeman who came with him. It was a young man with the fluff on his face that had not been washed off, and he was checking the condition of Qingpi.

"There is nothing serious about people, but they will be disfigured for a while!"

"That's good."

Catcher Xing nodded, then looked at Feng Bingwen,

"Should I pay for his medicine?"

Seeing the catcher's gaze, Feng Bingwen subconsciously asked.When he shot, he was mentally prepared to lose money.This is also one of the reasons why he didn't kill him, otherwise with his current strength and a little more strength, he would have sent the green skin to the west on the spot.

"Why do you want to pay? This Hu Er is looking for a beating. If it weren't for the official skin on my body, I would also want to beat him a hundred times with a water and fire stick."

Hearing this, Xing Butou couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Okay, go home and say hello to Mr. Feng for me."

(End of this chapter)

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