Chapter 8: Chen the Master
The Qian family's coachman got the order and immediately jumped off the car and pulled out the dagger he carried with him.
"You little bastard, I didn't dig out your dog eyes last time, which made me itch for a long time. This time I will never forgive you!" The coachman showed a ferocious smile.
Seeing this, Old Man Qi immediately protected Fang Yang behind him and kept kowtowing for mercy.
And Fang Yang kept looking at these people with his big eyes, as if he wanted to engrave these ugly faces firmly in his heart.
You must know that this is a chaotic world, and the lives of ordinary people are not worth much. Besides, the Qian family still has some power in Baishanmen, otherwise it would not be their turn to run the business of Baishanmen's outer gate.
Many people gathered at the gate of Baishanmen recognized the Qian family father and son, and knew that their family was quite powerful in Baishanmen, so not only did no one stop them, but they cheered one by one.
For a time, cheers, applause, and booing made the gate of Baishanmen a mess.
"What are you arguing about! Who dares to make a noise in front of the white door?" Suddenly, a scolding voice came from the white door.
This voice was like a thunderclap in the clear sky, pouring directly into the head.
Some weak and mentally weak children were frightened and fainted.
Everyone was silent at once, and at the same time, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of the white door.
This man was dressed like a scholar, but his face revealed a terrifying majesty.
There were dozens of servants following the elegant middle-aged man.
When the people outside saw this elegant middle-aged man, their faces changed.
Even the father and son of the Qian family, who were so arrogant just now, suddenly smiled.
The father and son of the Qian family immediately got out of the car and bowed to greet him, showing a flattering smile and said: "Master Chen, you have worked hard. I heard that you are in charge of recruiting disciples this time. Qian Hao and his son Qian Bao are here to show their courtesy."
All of a sudden, the father and son of the Qian family changed from the arrogant bullies just now to the dogs wagging their tails and begging for mercy.
Fang Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, could see these changes clearly.
"Hmph" Master Chen just snorted coldly, which was considered a response.
But then he said slowly: "This is the White Gate. Someone is so casually using a knife here!" As he said that, his sharp eyes shot at the Qian family groom holding the dagger like two sharp swords.
"Ah" The groom was used to being arrogant and domineering with his master on weekdays. Seeing Master Chen coming so aggressively, he was so scared that he dropped the dagger in his hand and knelt down.
At the same time, his eyes kept looking at the Qian family father and son, hoping that the master would say something good.
The Qian family father and son were about to speak, but they saw Master Chen's figure flashing and already next to the groom.
Master Chen's speed was as fast as lightning.
With a "bang", Master Chen kicked the groom several feet away.
The groom fell to the ground directly after being hit, and his life or death was unknown.
"This is strength. Only with strength can you have power, stand out, and not be bullied. Dad and Mom, I must become stronger, stronger."
Fang Yang's determination to become stronger in these dangerous changes is also becoming stronger!
Seeing this scene, the Qian family father and son turned pale.
Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from the white door, "Master Chen, who has offended you? Don't be so angry."
At this time, a round-faced fat man walked out of the inner door.
This fat man actually looks a bit like Qian Hao and his son.
Seeing this man come out, the Qian family father and son seemed to have picked up a life-saving straw, and their faces suddenly glowed with excitement.
Qian Hao immediately stepped forward and smiled flatteringly: "Hello, cousin!"
"Hmm" The fat man smiled and nodded.
This fat man is also a master of the white door and a distant cousin of Qian Hao.
It is because of his relationship that the Qian family father and son are so arrogant.
Master Chen sneered, "Master Qian, I'm just dealing with a few people who are disrespectful to our sect."
"Disrespectful to our sect?" The fat Master Qian asked with a fake smile.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Master Chen and Master Qian were not on good terms, and were almost enemies.
"Just now, a servant dared to use a knife at the gate of our sect, so I had to punish him first." Master Chen said indifferently.
Although Master Qian looked grinning, he revealed a sinister look: "Isn't he just a lowly person? It's nothing to kill him, let alone Master Chen saving his life!
Then Master Qian said loudly to the people around him: "Remember this from now on. If anyone dares to act presumptuously here, I will report to the master and kill his entire family!"
Master Qian obviously had something to say, and he showed great dissatisfaction with Master Chen's punishment of his Qian family's servants.
"Come on, follow me in! "After Qian Zhushi finished speaking, he directly pulled the Qian family father and son into the White Gate.
Many people outside showed a look of envy.
"You also want to join the White Gate?" Chen Zhushi slowly asked Fang Yang who was kneeling on the ground.
And the mocking voices of others came again, "A little dung beetle wants to join?"
"That's right, such a humble guy, hum..."
"It's really wishful thinking..."
"Have you ever learned boxing?" Chen Zhushi asked casually.
"No..." Fang Yang answered helplessly.
Chen Zhushi shook his head and asked again, "Have you ever learned weapons?"
"I haven't learned it either..."
At this time, Chen Zhushi also showed a contemptuous smile and asked casually, "Then what can you do?"
"I..." Fang Yang was nervous, "I... I can read and write!"
"Hahaha...read and write?"
At this time, the group of people gathered outside the white door burst into laughter.
"You actually regard reading and writing as a skill, why don't you take the imperial examination? Hahaha..."
"That's right, all the rich kids in the city can read and write, but these country bumpkins actually regard reading and writing as a skill, which is ridiculous."
The mocking voices came one after another.