Brother, Stop Doing It, You Are A Villain!

According to the instructions of the pharmacy clerk, Feng Shao found the third class man in a tavern.

At this time, the three and four people of Maotou were sitting at a wine table, with a pot of old wine and two catties of beef, shouting loudly while drinking wine and eating meat.

Only wrong names, no wrong nicknames. As the name suggests, the three of them have a leprous, that is, they have yellow ringworm on their heads.

Sitting across from Mantou San was a thin young man with sly eyebrows and mischievous eyes. Holding the wine, he said with a smile: "My old man's eyes are really good, and he saw the silver in the little girl's hand from a distance. I don't know where the little girl stole the silver. It's worth five dollars." It's double!"

Mantou San smiled and said: "Never mind her! Anyway, the money she stole is just to honor our brothers and have a good meal! When we turn around, let's go find that girl again and ask her where she stole it from." With the money that comes, we can also fight the autumn wind!"

Sitting on the left of Mantou San is a man with a short figure and a sloppy face. He smiled "hehe" and said, "Just speaking of it, that little girl is so pitiful. I finally stole such a piece of silver, and my brothers snatched it away! But it's just my brothers who are kind, I only robbed her money. If it were someone else, I would have to sell her whole body to a brothel!"

"Hey! Fifth, we are good at stealing. This money is the protection fee we collected, so naturally we can no longer do such things as prostitution. When the little girl can't pay the protection fee, when will we consider asking for it?" Don't sell her to a kiln!" A young man with a fair face but rather wretched demeanor sitting on the right side of Mantou San said with a smile.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out to the wine table and lifted the wine jar. The four of them were startled at the same time, and then looked at the person who stretched out his hand, only to see a young man with a handsome face but as cold as frost. The young man brought up the wine jar and drank it several times, then frowned and said: "What kind of broken wine, the strength is so low, I'm afraid I won't be drunk after drinking three jars!"

Laidou San and the others were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses.

The five-short man slapped the table heavily, and said angrily, "Where did you come from, you don't have long eyes, and dare to break ground on the uncle's head! Put down the wine quickly!"

The young man glanced at the man's fist first, and then suddenly asked: "The injury on the little girl's body was mainly caused by you, right?"

The man was startled for a moment, and then smiled "haha": "I thought I was someone, so I came to vent my anger on that little girl! That's right, it was your grandfather and me who beat that little girl! If you don't want to follow in her footsteps , just put down the wine obediently, and then give three kowtows to each of our four brothers! Our brothers are in a good mood today, if you kowtow well, our brothers will not seek your bad luck!"

"Oh? So I have to thank you?" The young man looked at him with a half-smile.

"Thank you, no need, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man waved his hand violently and smashed the wine jar on the strong man's head.

Hearing a "boom", the strong man was immediately smashed to the ground. The strong man screamed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the third class of Laitou stood up one after another. Seeing this, the tavern owner and the waiters also opened their eyes wide, looking at the young man in horror.

Scarlet Tou San was obviously the eldest among the group of people, fixed his eyes on the young man, and said coldly: "My friend, did our brothers offend you?"

The young man said coldly: "Sorry, you offended me."

"I don't know how we offended Your Excellency?"

The young man pointed to the wine and meat on the table: "You used my money to buy wine and meat, and you ate here to your heart's content. You still want to ask me to fight the autumn wind later. Do you think you have offended me?"

Several people were startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

The fair-skinned but wretched young man said: "My friend, we didn't steal the money from you, but that little girl stole it. We took the money here, and we took it out on you! Don't you think so?" Isn’t it too unreasonable to hit people indiscriminately?”

It was probably because of the viciousness of the young man's actions that frightened several people, so their tone of voice was much more polite than that of the strong man.

After all, this young man has a face, and the gangsters don't know who is behind him. If they accidentally offend someone they can't afford, their good days will come to an end.

This is the philosophy of life for people like them. Dare to shake your fist at those who are weaker than you, and you can also confess to those who are stronger than you without hesitation.

The young man looked contemptuously at several people, and finally turned his gaze to Mantou San, and said coldly: "I gave that little girl the money. If you take the money I gave her, you are stealing my money. No way, I have to give you a good lesson today, lest I go out and harm others!"

As soon as this remark came out, several people immediately knew that this matter could not be done well. These few people were also of the decisive generation, so they immediately picked up their benches and waved towards the young man.

...

After a while, all four of them fell to the ground, groaning. They didn't expect that this little boy who looked so weak could be so good at fighting. Several people met each other and were knocked down to the ground.

But the young man seemed to be playing around with them like mice. He could beat them until they couldn't stand up again, but he withdrew a little force from his hands. After being knocked down, the third class of Laitou rushed up again, and after rushing up, they were knocked down again. After several repetitions, they finally understood.

This young man was simply not something they could beat.

Scarlet Tou San fell to the ground and couldn't get up, but he kept yelling and cursing: "Boy, you've got a big deal, you've got a big deal! When my brother comes back, I'll make you look good!"

The young man sat on a stool casually, and just smiled lightly when he heard the words: "The brother you mentioned, could it be that Ye Chen who joined Taiwei Sect?"

Laidou showed complacency on three sides: "So you know my brother's name! If that's the case, why don't you apologize to our brothers quickly, and then pay a hundred and eighty taels of silver? As long as you show the sincerity of apologizing, Let us brothers and sisters forget about this matter!"

The young man stepped forward, and suddenly stepped on Scarlet San's thigh. There was only a "crack", and Scarlet Three couldn't help but let out a heart-piercing scream, which made everyone present feel chills running down their backs.

The young man squatted down, looked at Scarlet Three, and said coldly: "Don't you want your brother to avenge you? Then I will give you this chance. Remember, my name is Feng Shao, and I will sue your brother Don't call me by the wrong name!"

"You...you..." Scarlet Tou San gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but then a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a possibility that he didn't dare to think about came to his mind, "Could it be that you are... the Taiwei Sect The head disciple, the newest son, Feng Shao?"

"It seems that I am still a bit famous!"

Feng Shao raised his foot and broke the strong man's limbs one by one, the pain made the strong man roll all over the ground, howling endlessly.

Feng Shao turned his head, looked at a few people, and said with a sneer: "Using my name of Taiweizong to do evil outside, you guys are really brave! Don't worry, you brother, I'm sure." I will discipline you well, after all, I am his senior brother!"

Hearing the words, Scarlet Tou San couldn't help seeing blackness.

It's over! Now I'm afraid even Brother Own will fall into it!

After Feng Shao dealt with them, he threw a piece of silver to the tavern owner and said, "Throw them out! When people ask, they will say that they were beaten by Feng Shao of Taiwei Sect! Yes, if there is anyone in this city who dares to use my name of Taiweizong to do anything wrong, you can go to Linglong Pavilion and file a complaint. When I come next time, I will deal with it together!"

After speaking, Feng Shao left without looking back.

Feng Shao didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing when he was just going down the mountain to buy something. With the pissing nature of people like Ye Chen, if sworn brothers are beaten, they will definitely get revenge. As for who is right and who is wrong, it is not within the scope of his concern. This is the characteristic of the son of fortune, I and my own brothers are always right.

Don't expect to reason with them.

Before Feng Shao beat these people, he thought about some of the key points. Obviously, it is inevitable for him to have an enmity with Ye Chen, but what is the enmity with the son of fortune, not villain? Feng Shao vaguely felt that this incident might be predestined. He and Ye Chen are destined to be enemies, the enmity between them will only deepen and will not end.

In addition, Feng Shao also needs to figure out some other things, such as what the change of luck depends on. Yesterday at the Grand Ceremony, Master Qing Yangzi quietly stood in line with Ye Chen, which once turned Ye Chen's luck from purple to gold. And when Feng Shao defeated him, Ye Chen's luck dropped again, even a little weaker than before.

And when Ye Chen lost his Blood Refining Sword, his luck dropped again, from dark purple to lavender.

Based on this, Feng Shao deduced that the source of Ye Chen's luck is firstly from human connections, and secondly from external objects. This foreign object, in addition to the Divine Armament weapon, may also include things that can enhance its strength such as Heavenly and Mortal Treasures and spiritual pets.

And based on Feng Shao's understanding of Fantasy novels, there may still be some things that can only be inspired by the son of fortune but are useless to others, such as wordless scriptures that no one can understand for thousands of Ten Thousand Years. In fortune's hands, it becomes Supreme Cultivation Technique.

Things like this will definitely be of great help to the growth of the son of fortune's luck.

As for the change of own luck, Feng Shao also had a faint guess in his heart, but there is no evidence to prove it for the time being. To verify own's guess, it may take a few more experiments.