mesbooks Chapter 153 The way the young master came out was so special
Chapter 153 The way the young master came out was so special
Before coming here, Xiao Tingshan had actually anticipated today's outcome.
But he was really anxious. His health was so poor that not only was he unable to ride, shoot, or practice martial arts, even his marriage was affected.
And if what the doctor said was true, if his illness was not properly treated, he might not die of old age.
He still has so many things to do and so many ambitions to realize in his life. How can he give up everything just because of his weak body?
Xiao Tingshan said again: "Mr. Liancheng, I, Song, can promise you that even if I have to spend all my wealth, I will definitely help you find Miss Lianqiao. However, I am suffering from a stubborn disease, so I hope Mr. Liancheng can help me."
Liancheng glanced at him coldly, and on his bearded face, only a pair of eyes were cold and clear.
"Promise? Your promise is shit! Why should I believe you? If you want me to help you prolong your life, it depends on whether you have the luck!"
After saying this, Lian Cheng looked at the medicine boy beside him and said, "Send him out! Next time, you should keep your eyes open for those liars who are full of lies and want to get something for nothing!"
After being humiliated twice in a row, Xiao Tingshan tried hard to maintain his gentle and kind appearance.
"Mr. Song, please..."
Xiao Tingshan ignored the medicine boy in front of him and did not move. Instead, he looked at Liancheng and said, "Mr. Liancheng, it would be difficult for you to find Miss Lianqiao in a short period of time if you rely on your own strength. Why can't you cooperate with Song?"
Songbai chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Liancheng, it is said that doctors have a kind heart. Our young master is weak and sickly, and he had no other choice but to come to you. Moreover, our young master is a man of his words, and he is well-known in the capital. If he agrees to your request, he will definitely help you find Miss Lianqiao."
Song Ren also said: "It's not in vain that you can cure the young master immediately. As long as you help to recuperate first, it will be fine. With the young master's help, you..."
Lian Cheng was a little annoyed. He stood up from the recliner and said angrily, "Get lost! Are you annoying me? I'm not a Buddha. I don't give a shit whether you live or die!"
"You!" Songbai said angrily. He never expected it to be like this.
Lian Cheng threw the gourd-shaped wine pot in his hand at Xiao Tingshan: "If you can't find the person, forget about anything else. Do you think I'm interested? I tell you, there are many people in the capital who are willing to help me find someone!"
Xiao Tingshan was unable to react in time and the wine jug nearly hit him.
At the critical moment, a cold light flashed, and the long sword flashed in front of him.
'boom'!
The gourd-shaped wine jug fell to the ground and was split in half. The little wine inside spilled out and landed right next to Xiao Tingshan.
For a moment, the air was filled with a strong aroma of wine.
The person who made the move was Wenren Zong. He held a long sword in his hand and his eyes were fixed on Liancheng.
At this moment, the long knife was across Liancheng's neck. Wenren Zong said coldly: "Mr. Liancheng, if you don't want to be cut in half like this gourd, you'd better be sensible."
Xiao Tingshan stood aside with a cold expression, his eyes fixed on Liancheng.
He really couldn't wait and had to take the risk.
The long sword was stabbed across his neck with lightning speed, exuding a cold chill, but Lian Cheng did not look panicked. His eyes fell on the wine jug that was broken into two pieces on the ground, and he said regretfully, "What a pity!"
Xiao Tingshan stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Sir, I really want to ask for your help. As long as you are willing to help, I promise to help you reunite your father and daughter."
Lian Cheng's eyes fell on Xiao Tingshan and he sneered, "Mr. Song, are you threatening me?"
Xiao Tingshan said: "I dare not, the situation is really urgent, I just want to make a deal with you. Of course, before the person is found, you don't have to cure me, but..."
Before he could finish his words, Lian Cheng interrupted him again: "What if I don't?"
The next moment, the long knife in Wenren Zong's hand moved closer, and blood immediately seeped out of Liancheng's neck.
"Master!" the medicine boy spoke urgently.
Lian Cheng's expression remained unchanged as he sneered. The next moment, he waved his tattered sleeves and a very faint scent of herbs suddenly filled the air.
Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Wenren Zong's hand fell to the ground.
Wenren Zong quickly retreated, and with his other hand, he tightly grasped the wrist that had previously held the knife, and quickly sealed several acupuncture points.
At this moment, the big hand was red and swollen, and the red color spread to the wrist in an instant, as if it was burning, and the pain was unbearable.
What was even more shocking was that most of his strength had been taken away. If he had not retreated in time, Wenren Zong could almost foresee that he would become limp and collapse on the ground.
"You used poison!" Wenren Zong said angrily.
Lian Cheng did not answer his question, and said coldly: "Er Bao, get the guest out!"
The next moment, a dark-skinned young man came out of the room. His eyes were pure and there was grease on the corners of his mouth. After hearing Lian Cheng's words, he didn't hesitate at all. He picked up Wenren Zong and threw him out from the corner of the wall.
Xiao Tingshan was shocked and looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old.
He was very familiar with Wenren Zong's skills, and there were few rivals for him. Even if he was poisoned, he would not lose all his combat power in such a short time.
But at this moment, he was thrown out by a young man!
"Master, should we throw this away?" The young man called Erbao fixed his eyes on Xiao Tingshan with a fiery gaze.
Lian Cheng looked at Xiao Tingshan coldly and said in a deep voice: "If Mr. Song wants to see me for treatment, he must abide by my rules. Of course, what I said before still counts. If you can bring Lian Qiao here, I will treat your illness."
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Outside the door, Shen Shuyi was estimating the time, and not long after, he saw a black shadow being thrown out from outside the door.
The people guarding the door were frightened and scattered.
Wenren Zong was smashed to the ground, splashing dust all over the ground. He felt severe pain all over his body, and his hand was still swollen and burning.
But compared to all these, what was even more difficult for him to accept was the humiliation he received today!
Shen Shuyi looked up and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips: Tsk, isn't this the young master Wenren who is so skilled and skilled in martial arts!
Wenren Zong's face turned pale and he forced himself to get up from the ground. The next moment, he met a pair of eyes with a faint smile.
Shen Shuyi blinked, trying to make himself look more sincere: "The way you came out, sir, is so special."
Wenren Zong pursed his lips tightly, and the curve of his jawline was extremely tense.
Shen Shuyi asked again: "Sir, do you want help?"
Wen Renzong got up from the ground with a cold face and said in a cold voice: "No need."
Soon after, Xiao Tingshan came out of the dilapidated house with two servants. Although he was not as dirty as Wenren Zong, his expression was not much better.
Shen Shuyi's eyes passed over him, and he looked up at the plaque on the house that had long been covered with dust. His eyes were cold and indifferent: "Now that Mr. Song has come out, it's our turn to pay a visit to Mr. Liancheng."