Urban magic doctor

By the way, the skinny man who was beaten by Zhu Bao ran to the No. 1 venue with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

On court No. 1, there were sixteen men in Cuju uniforms playing with a ball. They only waited for everyone to arrive before kicking off the ball.

All of these people are strong and tall, and their cultivation levels are not low. The highest ones have even reached the middle stage of pill formation.

Next to the venue, Wang Xinmin was sitting under the pergola, peeling fruit for everyone.

There were three waitresses next to her, but she did it herself.

The men on the field didn't think it was strange, and they were playing with each other without even looking at her.

Seeing the skinny man rushing over, everyone who had just put on their Cuju uniforms and was about to start the fight quickly gathered around him.

"Shopkeeper Li, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xinmin stepped forward and asked with a frown.

The skinny man known as Boss Li had a look of resentment on his face and said angrily: "I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes. I was beaten by a young man."

"I was beaten, what happened?"

At this time, a voice came from outside the venue.

I saw a man in Cuju suit, holding a woman in waiter's clothes, walking towards this side.

There was still white liquid at the corner of the woman's mouth, her eyes were full of spring, and she leaned delicately on the man's shoulder.

The man had a square face and gloomy eyes, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

His cultivation level is the highest among everyone, reaching the peak of pill formation.

"Yuhu, shopkeeper Li was beaten."

Wang Xinmin stepped forward and winked at the waitress. The waitress quickly moved away, while Wang Xinmin held the man's hand.

This man is none other than Zeng Yuhu, the boss behind the Cuju venue.

"Boss Zeng."

"Boss Zeng."

Seeing Zeng Yuhu coming, everyone greeted him respectfully.

Zeng Yuhu nodded, his eyes fell on Shopkeeper Li, his face darkened, and deep anger flashed in his eyes.

He has two hobbies, first, women; second, Cuju.

Today he invited some friends to play at his home Cuju venue, and he is in a good mood now.

But he didn't expect that the guest he invited would be beaten.

Although Shopkeeper Li was just the shopkeeper of a grocery store and his cultivation and status were very low, he was very good at Cuju, so Zeng Yuhu had a good relationship with him.

Now that shopkeeper Li was beaten, he was naturally very angry.

He asked: "Shopkeeper Li, what's going on?"

Shopkeeper Li said: "I just went to pee. When I came out, I met a beautiful woman. I thought she was a waiter here, so I made fun of her. Then the woman slapped me, and then a young man came, Beat me up."

Zeng Yuhu said in a deep voice: "Have you seen clearly who it is?"

Shopkeeper Li shook his head and said, "I didn't see clearly, but the man said his name was Zhu Bao."

Zeng Yuhu looked at Wang Xinmin. Wang Xinmin thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I remembered. His family runs a dyeing shop in the south of the city. He has some money at home, so he comes here to play occasionally."

"Hmph, I really gave him some color, and he opened a dyeing workshop. He dared to beat my customers. He is simply looking for death."

Zeng Yuhu snorted coldly and said: "Since these little guys want to play, let's let them know that the sky is the limit. Xinmin, where are they?"

"Site No. 2." Wang Xinmin hesitated and said, "He Kun is also in Site No. 2. His father is from the City Guards. This..."

Zeng Yuhu interrupted with a smile: "Among the city guards, is there anyone greater than my brother Zeng Yulong?"

After hearing this, Wang Xinmin stopped talking and said with a smile: "That's right."

"Let's go and see those little guys."

Zeng Yulong sneered and led a group of people towards the No. 2 venue.

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"Come on, let's split up into teams first. With one less person, we can play the same thing."

He Kun greeted everyone and was about to start playing Cuju when suddenly a cold shout rang out: "Who is Zhu Bao, get out of here."

Everyone turned around and saw a group of stalwart middle-aged men standing next to the venue. Each one was more imposing than the other, with a fierce look, and looked like they were coming with bad intentions.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Bao felt a little guilty, but thinking that he had just held Zhou Xue's hand today, he couldn't show his timidity.

He tilted his neck and stood up and said, "I am Zhu Bao. Why, are you looking for trouble?"

Among the crowd, Shopkeeper Li, who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face, walked out.

Seeing shopkeeper Li, Zhu Bao understood that the other party was here to seek revenge.

Shopkeeper Li pointed at Zhu Bao and said angrily: "This is the guy who beat me."

A fierce middle-aged man next to him glanced at Zhu Bao and said in a deep voice: "Boy, since you have injured shopkeeper Li, then break off your legs and crawl out. I will spare your life today."

Upon hearing this, a group of young people were stunned because the other party's tone was so loud.

Zhu Bao frowned and shouted: "You are too arrogant. Do you know who my father is? He is the boss of Xinghua Dyeing Shop in the south of the city."

Hearing this, the middle-aged people across from him all smiled disdainfully.

How could they take the owner of a mere dyeing shop seriously?

A man with a fierce face came out and sneered: "Boy, if you don't do it yourself, then I will."

Zhu Bao was frightened by the other party and took two steps back. Seeing that something was not right, he immediately did not dare to say anything and looked at He Kun for help.

He Kun had already seen that the other party was not simple, but he was not afraid. He bowed his hands to everyone and said: "Everyone, I am He Kun. Please give me some face. My friend beat this shopkeeper Li, so of course it was him. No, we are willing to pay and let this matter be resolved.”

The fierce man shouted: "What nonsense, He Kun, I've never heard of it."

He Kun frowned, and then said proudly: "What you said is too much. My father is He Mingshan, deputy commander of the Third Army Corps of the City Guards. I wonder if you have heard of this name?"

At this moment, He Kun saw Wang Xinmin in the crowd, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Wang, please persuade them quickly. If my father is really alarmed, I'm afraid they will resolve the matter even if they want to." It’s gone.”

Hearing this, Wang Xinmin smiled, said nothing or made any move, leaving He Kun stunned.

Just when He Kun was puzzled, a sneer sounded: "Haha, He Mingshan? Even if he is here, he doesn't dare to yell at me. You are a little brat, and you are talking big words. You are not afraid of the wind. Tongue? I really want to see if today’s matter can’t be resolved?”

Everyone looked at the speaker, and He Kun said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Zeng Yuhu sneered: "Zeng Yuhu."

What, Zeng Yuhu!

Hearing this name, the young people who had some confidence just now were all dumbfounded.