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The white-haired old man quickly regained his drunken look, knocked on the floor with his cane, and asked the boy in front of him: "Kid, do you want to bully me, an old man, with those bad guys?"
Lu Qian ignored the old man, stared coldly at the victim next to him, and solemnly ordered: "Apologise."
The enemy stared at the boy with a blank expression, thinking that he was looking for trouble, so he bravely cursed again: "Little profiteer!"
Lu Qian immediately raised his hand to grab the arm of his enemy, but was blocked by the white-haired old man.
"What do you want to do? Boy." The old man grabbed the boy's wrist.
Lu Qian moved hard and found that he could not break free from the old man's shackles. He looked at the old man with a puzzled look and replied: "Catch him."
The old man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you arresting him for?"
Lu Qian didn¡¯t answer.
This person has wronged His Highness. Your Highness wants to take him back to Beijing and file a complaint with you.
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When the old man saw that the boy didn't speak, he let go of his hand and said with a smile: "You tricked people into buying fake paintings, and they came to criticize you. You beat them up, and you want to arrest him? We at Bai Xingshan also follow the rules of the king." , if I want to catch you, I will also catch you bunch of liars.¡±
"He bought it voluntarily." Lu Qian retorted.
The old man laughed: "That's because you lied to him that it was a real painting."
"I told you, it's fake." His Highness told him how to identify it, but the man still bought the painting.
?That is considered a voluntary transaction and does not violate the law.
Hearing what the boy said, the victim suddenly remembered that the boy had indeed said "fake" that day, pointed at the painting and said something in Chinese that he didn't understand, and then was kicked out by the group of profiteers. .
Perhaps, the child was really reminding him that the painting was fake.
The victim immediately lowered his head in unspeakable shame. Just as he was thinking about whether to apologize, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.
I heard that Han people were beating their own people at the bottom of the mountain. Strong young men from the tribe came to the small restaurant with sticks in hand and shouted at the door for the Han merchants to come out.
I didn¡¯t expect that the matter would become such a big deal. Several businessmen looked unhappy and turned to glare at the troublemaker Liu Sanhu.
The leader frowned, straightened his clothes and hair, and walked out to explain and apologize to the locals.
Things cannot be solved simply.
The foreigners here treat guests with enthusiasm and straightforwardness, but treat their enemies as coldly as the harsh winter.
Local people asked the profiteers to return the goods and return the money in full.
Of course the merchants refused to pay back the money, but they couldn't afford to offend so many people, so the leader could only come forward and apologize with Liu Sanhu. Then he first refunded the money for the fake painting and gave the clan leader dozens of taels of silver as compensation. I beg the local people to forgive me.
This afternoon, Lu Qian was not idle in the inn. He was forced to listen to the nagging of the white-haired old man.
"Have you ever learned martial arts before?"
"Which school do you follow?"
"Who are these businessmen to you?"
"You don't look like they are in the same group."
"Are they kidnappers? Tell grandpa, grandpa will make the decision for you!"
"You're not really in the same group with them, are you?"
"Why do you do this kind of thing when you are so young?"
"Is there any difficulty at home?"
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The white-haired old man played the above interview questions in a unilateral loop for an entire afternoon.
Lu Qian gave him a simple and unified reply: "Is it none of your business?"
The old man felt that children of this age should not be so reticent. It was probably because of some stimulation that they went astray.
In short, the old man helped the boy think of every excuse he could imagine.
After all, the old man has been searching for such a martial arts prodigy for half his life, and suddenly one falls from the sky. He cannot give up easily.
The old man was persuasive and told the boy a story about a local tribesman who sacrificed his life to save others, in an attempt to tap into the kindness in the boy's heart.
Lu Qian listened to the story told by the old man with an expressionless face.
The old man waited for the boy's response with expectant eyes.
An old man and a young man look at each other.
There was a moment of silence.
Lu Qian suddenly started telling the old man the story of "Houyi Shoots the Sun"!
After speaking at an astonishing speed, His Highness nodded to the old man and signaled, "I've finished speaking, you can leave."
???????????????????????????????????????????????I'm just curious about what your so-called once-in-a-thousand-year-old martial arts prodigy looks like. I haven't seen it yet. Master Xu, are you interested in those big thieves who steal people's property, or are you interested in the one behind you who hasn't woken up yet? The little thief? "
"He's not a thief!" Old Man Xu waved his hand and defended angrily: "I just stayed outside the inn and watched. The kid has never left the inn. He didn't steal anything!"
The Sword Master raised his eyebrows and looked at Master Xu: "Yes, I guess you need to grow up before you can master the skills of stealing."
Old man Xu glared at the sword master angrily, knowing that he could not defeat this arrogant old guy. He also hated himself for looking away, so he turned around angrily and wanted to go back to the mountain.
At this moment, the voices of the businessmen were heard in the distance.
Old man Xu and Juggernaut turned their heads and looked over at the same time, and found that the group of people seemed to be quarreling.
The two looked at each other, immediately flew closer, and quietly hid in a big tree near several businessmen.
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"Are you tired of living?" Liu Sanhu turned livid with anger. He raised his finger and pointed at the rich young man blocking the front of his truck, gritting his teeth and threatening: "Get out of here, do you hear me?"
Lu Qian stood in front of his car expressionlessly and repeated his order again: "Return the things."
"No, it can!" Liu Sanhu said and was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by several brothers around him, telling him not to pay attention to this stupid young master.
For the sake of the two thousand five hundred taels of silver from the capital, Liu Sanhu finally roared, suppressed his anger, led the horse and turned the truck around, bypassing the silly boy.
The silly boy lowered his head and did not move.
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Everyone pulled the truck and continued to move forward, and the boy¡¯s haunting voice came from behind again¡ª¡ª
Lu Qian stood there: "I say for the last time, return the things."
Liu Sanhu turned around and spat at him: "Get out of your mother's belly and run wild! You little beast!"
"Everyone's faults belong to their own party."
Lu Qian said something that the businessmen couldn't understand, turned around, locked his cold eyes on Liu Sanhu, and continued: "After seeing it, I know benevolence. My elder brother said that evil people are unforgivable."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qian picked up a stone with his toes and kicked it toward Liu Sanhu's door¡ª¡ª
With a muffled "bang" sound, Liu Sanhu was caught off guard and hit the bridge of his nose by a stone and fell to the ground.
The two old men hiding in the tree were stunned for an instant!
Old man Xu was so excited that he couldn't speak. He pointed at the kid on the ground, looked at the sword master and stammered: "Look look at the power and accuracy!"
"Shh." The sword master asked the boss to shut up.
Liu Sanhu covered his bleeding nose and got up unbearably. No longer caring about his brother's obstruction, he pulled out his knife and slashed at Lu Qian!
Lu Qian faced him expressionlessly, but he avoided the blade with ease and easily bypassed Liu Sanhu's attack. He stepped forward to grab the reins of the horse, turned the truck around, and returned the things to the owner.
Liu Sanhu was so angry that he almost went to heaven. He followed Lu Qian and chopped with all his strength.
"The strange thing is that this boy seems to have eyes on his back. He can dodge every knife without any hesitation, and calmly pulls the carriage back.
At this moment, the two old men on the tree were completely dumbfounded!
"This kid this kid!" Old Man Xu was so excited that he couldn't finish his sentence: "Did you see clearly? Lao Qiu, he can act before others take action, let me tell you! He must be he must be "
"Returning physique." The sword master said four words in a low voice.
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