A Manga Doctor

"Those so-called martial arts people are a bunch of brainless guys. They don't want to find out the truth at all, but just find an opponent to vent their anger on them." Abi snorted and said.

"Miss Biao, the enemy is approaching menacingly, why don't we put on a disguise and lean over to see what's going on?" A'Zhu thought for a while and said.

"No need." Mo Fei waved his hand and said, "Let's go directly, no matter who the other party is, with me, I will definitely keep you safe and sound."

"This..." A'Zhu looked at Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan said: "Master Uncle's dragon catching skill has reached the realm of perfection, his skill is unfathomable, even higher than his cousin, ordinary people in the world, it is impossible for Master Uncle to match."

A'Zhu and A'Bi knew that although Wang Yuyan didn't know a little bit of martial arts, her martial arts attainments were unfathomable after reading all kinds of martial arts.

Since Wang Yuyan said that Mo Fei is a master of martial arts, it must not be a lie, so A'Zhu didn't hesitate, and directly steered the boat, approaching Tingxiangxie.

When the boat came, Mo Fei, Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and Abishi came down and walked into the living room.

But seeing the bright lights in the hall, [-] or [-] rough men were drinking freely, the cups and plates on the table were messed up, and the chairs on the ground were tilted to this side.Some brandished long knives, picked up pieces of beef on the plate with the tip of the knife, and sent them to their mouths.

Seeing Mo Fei's four handsome men and women entering the hall, he immediately put down the food in his hands, showed his weapons, and surrounded the four of them.

"Damn, get out of the way, what are you doing so close together? You've polluted the air with the stench all over your body. Damn it, don't you all take a shower?"

As soon as those people approached, Mo Fei felt that the faint body fragrance of Wang Yuyan, A'Zhu, and Abi around him was disturbed, and immediately frowned, and shouted.

Following Mo Fei's shout, those who gathered in front of the four of them felt as if the sky was falling apart, they were inexplicably terrified, and hurriedly dispersed.

An old man was tall and majestic, with a gray beard that grew to his chest. He looked like one of their leaders. He glanced at Mo Fei in awe, stepped forward and saluted, and said, "Gusu Murong really lives up to his reputation, and his momentum is like a rainbow, but We all bear blood vendettas on our bodies, and if we don't get a statement, even if we die in Yanziwu, we will never give up!"

Wang Yuyan chuckled and said, "You all came to seek revenge on my cousin, but you can't even tell who my cousin is! He is not my cousin, but my uncle."

"Your Excellency is not male Murong?" The old man said in surprise, "May I ask who is Your Excellency?"

"The name is just a code name, so it doesn't matter if you know it or not." Mo Fei looked at the banquets around him with great interest and said, "But you are in a good mood. When you go to someone else's house, you beat someone else's cook, and you dare to eat food given to you by others." The food you cook? Good appetite! I'm not as good as it!"

On those foods, the cooks of Xiangshui Pavilion put a lot of additives on them, and these people ate with great relish...

Murphy felt that he could call them good guys!

"You are looking for my son to explain, but my son has gone to Shaolin first, and he will not come back after a while. If you want to find my son, you have to wait in Gusu City for a while." As soon as A'Zhu heard what Mo Fei said, he felt something was wrong, and immediately opened his mouth to speak.

Azhu Xiuwai Huizhong, according to what Mo Fei said, I can't guess that when the cook of Xiangxiangxie was forced by these people to make food, he must have added a lot of indescribable things to it. If these people know... I'm afraid He really wants to fight with them, Murong, forever.

It's just that A'Zhu was astonished, Miss Biao, this uncle really seemed to be not simple, he could tell at a glance that no one else could eat...

These people in the martial arts world, Yazi, who doesn't look very smart, didn't understand what Mo Fei meant at all, and was instantly diverted by A Zhu, and they all clamored that Murong must come back today to give an explanation, otherwise they would Swallow dock is going to be burned.

"Can you explain some reason?" Wang Yuyan couldn't help but said, "Master Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple unfortunately passed away, but he died under his own famous stunt, the Great Wei Tuo. At that time, my cousin was in Yanziwu, near Yanziwu. Residents can testify that it is impossible to travel thousands of miles to Dali. However, I admire the status of Taishan Beidou in Shaolin Wulin. After hearing that Master Xuanbei passed away, my cousin immediately went to Shaolin to explain. He has not come back yet. How could he come out and give you another What about the statement?"

Shaolin Xuan Bei was ordered by Abbot Xuan Ci to come to Gusu to ask Murong Bo, the head of Gusu Murong Clan, about the "Yanmen Pass Battle" error report. Intention, Murong Bo listed as a must-kill target.

When Xuan Bei knew that the "Four Great Evil Men" were all in trouble in Dali, she immediately went to Dali to support the Duan family. In the Shenjie Temple in Luliangzhou, she was attacked by Murong Bo. , Murong Bo used his family's martial arts to resist, but Xuan Bei's martial arts were profound, and the power of the "Great Wei Tuo Pestle" was far beyond Murong Bo's expectations. The Wei Tuo pestle hit Xuan Bei himself, and Xuan Bei was killed immediately.

"Could it be that you think that you have a higher status than Shaolin, and you must first explain to you my young master, and then go to Shaolin to explain Master Xuanbei's matter?" A Zhu Youyou said.

"Shaolin Martial Dao Zen, I naturally dare not compare it, but I have come from thousands of miles, how can I stop here?" The old man said: "You told us to wait for Murong Fu to return to Yanziwu, but how do we know when Murong Fu will come back? ? Could it be that if he doesn't come back for a year or two, we will have to wait in Gusu for a year or two?"

"Then what are you thinking?" A'Zhu said: "Young master is indeed not in Yanziwu, we can't just turn you into a young master out of thin air, can we?"

"Murong Fu can't come out to settle this matter, so we'll live in their Yanziwu, eat his food and drink his food, and wait for him to come back. It just so happens that these three maidservants are so beautiful, enough for us to have fun..."

Behind the crowd, a voice said.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Fei's mouth, and his eyes were deep. He looked at the crowd gathered here, and said, "Who said that just now? Stand up."

A storm-like pressure instantly swept across the entire hall, and everyone felt the instinctive fear of life.

Without any hesitation, the people blocking Murphy's line of sight were instantly emptied, and in the end there was only one person standing there, with his body shaking non-stop, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes looking helplessly at the people beside him.

"Open your mouth!" Mo Fei glanced at him lightly and said.

"Yes!"

The man immediately fell to his knees and slapped himself repeatedly. His teeth flew out after a few slaps, and his mouth was full of blood, but his face showed joy because his life was saved.

At that moment, he thought he was dead.

Mo Fei was too lazy to argue with these mobsters, and said: "Murong Fu is known as the second son of the martial arts in the Northern Song Dynasty. If he is really here, it will not be difficult to kill you all. You have come to this Yanziwu to seek revenge. Almost It can be said to be door-to-door delivery.”

"If there is any evidence, then join forces with Shaolin, the Beggars' Gang and other big forces to plan to deal with Murong Fu. Otherwise, the weak will prey on the strong in the martial arts world, and you will be guilty of the weak. What can Murong Fu tell you? Why should he tell you? ?”

Others Mo Fei didn't know, but Mo Fei knew that Murong Bo killed Sima Wei of the Qingcheng faction, so it would be too cheap for Murong Fu to let Murong drive away the mob in front of him.

Hearing Mo Fei's straightforward and straightforward words aroused the anger of many people on the spot: "The Murong family actually wants to bully the weak and escape the crime of murder with empty teeth, isn't there any justice in this world? "

"No, no, there is justice in this world, but you trash, are you worthy of talking about justice?" An ethereal voice that was suddenly near and far away appeared in the Xiangxiang Pavilion.

It sounds like an old hermaphrodite.

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"who?"

"Ge Laozi, pretend to be a ghost, get out!"

"Gui grandson, stand up if you have the ability, and try the uncle's long knife."

These people didn't dare to stand up to Mo Fei, but suddenly they had a vent, and all the slanderous words were directed at the newcomers.

"What a bunch of bastards, dare to come to my Yanziwu to make trouble, and even dare to insult me, how bold!"

When Bao BuTong scolded others, he was very happy, but when he heard others scold him, he was not so happy.

But I saw a figure flying into the hall, stretching out his palm and inserting it into the knives.

In the blink of an eye, there was a crackling sound in the room.

But those who scolded the most were all slapped in the face by Bao BuTong.

"Brother Bao!"

When A'Zhu and A'bi saw each other, they couldn't help showing joy on their faces.

There was a person sitting upright on the chair in the middle of the hall, a thin middle-aged man, very tall, wearing a gray cloth robe, with a grumpy and stubborn look on his face.

"The cowhide blows loudly, I still think of some kind of peerless master, haha, that's it?" Bao BuTong, a native of Za'an, laughed.

"Brother Bao!" Wang Yuyan saw Bao BuTong and asked with a smile, "Do you know where my cousin went?"

"Young master came down from Shaolin, and you have to go to the beggar gang to clarify Ma Dayuan's matter, which is really troublesome." Bao Tongtong scolded: "There must be some bastard who can't get along with 'Gusu Murong', secretly hurt people, and let people Write these accounts on the account of 'Gusu Murong'."

While talking, Bao Budong gave Mo Fei a cold look, and suddenly flew up his left leg, wanting to kick Mo Fei a big somersault: "You boy, you don't know anything, how dare you stand so close to Miss Biao, To tarnish Miss Biao's reputation?"

Bao BuTong and other members of the Murong family almost all regard Wang Yuyan as the future mistress. Now that Bao BuTong sees that Mo Fei and Wang YuYan are standing close to each other, isn't that the same as dyeing Murong Fu's head?

Feeling angry, he wanted to teach Mo Fei a lesson on the spot, let him know what rules are!

Mo Fei looked at Bao BuTong blankly, and slowly stretched out a hand, with five fingers spread, to poke towards Bao BuTong.

Faced with Mo Fei's false grasp, Bao BuTong's complexion immediately changed drastically. With his strength as a quasi-first-class master in the world, he could vaguely see that Mo Fei's false grasp was ingenious and clumsy. It seemed inconspicuous, but in fact it was hidden big horror.

Who would have thought that he would still be a stubble when he casually bullied a little boy?

"No, I can't embarrass Murong!"

Bao Butong roared in his heart, erupting his true energy, spreading it to his limbs and bones, increasing his strength.

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, the strength in his body melted away in front of Murphy like ice and snow in the scorching sun.

It felt like I was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Waves of energy flowed continuously like waves, pressing towards him like mountains and seas.

So in the end, Bao Budong could only look at Murphy's hand in despair, slowly probing towards him, unable to stop it at all.

Therefore, in the sight of everyone, Mo Fei made a move easily, like an eagle catching a chicken, and grabbed the back of Bao different neck.

"Gusu Murong? Hehe..." Mo Fei said with a half-smile.

"No, it's not, Bao Dongfeng is inferior to others in skills, I have nothing to say, but it's definitely not that Gusu Murong is inferior to Your Excellency." Bao Donghong insisted.

"Uncle Master, please be merciful!" Wang Yuyan said hastily, "Brother Bao is just unforgiving in his mouth, but in fact he is a good person, you must not hurt him."

"Generally speaking, if someone wants to attack me, at least there must be fewer parts on his body." Mo Fei glanced at Wang Yuyan and said, "But for Yuyan's sake, I will make an exception and let him be respectful and respectful." Just pay me a gift, it’s not embarrassing him, right?”

"Brother Bao, please apologize to my uncle!" Wang Yuyan hurriedly looked at Bao BuTong.

"No, no, some parts can be dropped from Bao Differing, but it is absolutely impossible to admit his mistake." Bao Differ insisted.

Bao BuTong loved to argue all his life, never admitting his mistakes, never apologizing, knowing that he was wrong, he would insist on it to the end.

Wouldn't it be more difficult for him to apologize to Murphy now?

"Brother Bao, when is this time, you can just apologize once!" The two servant girls, Azhu and Abi, were so anxious that they were about to cry.

"Master Uncle, I apologize to you old man on behalf of Third Brother Bao." It was A'Zhu who stood up, bowed to Mo Fei and said: "Your old man has a lot, let's bypass Third Brother Bao this time."

Mo Fei pondered for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll give Yu Yan and Miss A Zhu some face today, but there will never be a next time."

He threw it casually, and Bao Bu Bu's burly body knocked down against the wall.

"Ahem..." Bao Budong crawled from the ground a few times, coughed a few times, and looked at Mo Fei with apprehension.

He is also the one who often accompanies Murong Fu to practice martial arts. His eyesight is not the same as that of Sima Lin, Yao Bodang and other mobs in the room. It is natural to see that Mo Fei's martial arts...maybe even surpassed Murong Fu's. ...

Rao has always had a bad mouth, so it's hard to say bad things about Mo Fei at this time, otherwise Murong would have added a peerless opponent for no reason, but it's a great crime for him as a retainer.

He was so angry that he didn't dare to vent it to Mur Fei, so Bao Budong could only vent it to Sima Lin, Yao Bodang and others.

"You bastards, what are you still doing here? Why don't you get out of labor?"

Sima Lin of the Qingcheng faction stood up in a young and energetic way: "Mr. Bao San, you can kill a scholar but not humiliate..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Bao Tong made a bold move and kicked Sima Lin away with one kick. With Sima Lin's vigilance, he didn't even react. One can imagine how big the difference in martial arts between the two sides is.

"What are you guys? If I tell you to get out, get out, how can there be a second sentence?" Bao BuTong said cursingly.

"Gusu Murong really deserves to be a well-known family in the world. Mr. Bao San has extraordinary martial arts, and Sima Lin is far inferior, but the revenge of killing his father is irreconcilable, and the Qingcheng faction will never let it go." Sima Lin spat out a big mouthful of blood, but Not at all submissive.

"You really want to die?" Bao BuTong's eyes flashed fiercely, and his body suddenly jumped into the middle of the crowd, moving like a rabbit, wreaking havoc in the crowd.

"Brother Bao, don't kill!" A'Zhu hurriedly said.

If someone really died in Tingxiangxie today, Gusu Murong would really be ashamed of his crotch... If he was attacked by martial arts groups, even the Murong family would not be able to withstand it!

"Don't worry, Sister Ah Zhu, I won't let the dirty blood of these miscellaneous hairs stain your perfume pavilion." Bao Budong agreed.