After completing his morning exercises as usual, Tang Xiaoquan returned to the tent panting.

Weiyang and Fangfang were not there, only He Jingwu was tidying up the room.

After the former inquired, Tang Xiaoquan found out that the two of them had gone to collect the water supply for that day.

Considering that He Jing was still working, Tang Xiaoquan, who was sweating all over, was embarrassed to stay in the room to "pollute the air", so he thought about sitting in Lao Lin's tent.

Because all the brothers are there, I think they are preparing to "start a war" and play a few cards.

However, the sky was unpredictable and the moon was waxing and waning. What Tang Xiaoquan never expected was that just when he was about to get up and go out of the tent, he heard the sound of children crying.

"Woo~"

"This is Fangfang...it's Fangfang's voice!" Before Tang Xiaoquan could react, He Jing, who was still sweeping the floor behind her, suddenly rushed out like a demon.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Xiaoquan did not dare to be negligent and quickly chased after him.

Fangfang was at the door, her calves had broken her tender skin, and a few smears of blood seeped out.

He Jing felt that her heart was about to break, and she immediately hugged Xiao Fangfang, who was crying into tears.

"Ouch, Fangfang, don't cry! Fangfang, you are the best! Tell your mother, who is the bad guy who bullied Fangfang?"

Fangfang was already aggrieved and scared. When she saw her mother, all the sadness in her heart immediately burst out, and her tears poured out like a flood that broke a dam.

After crying for a long time, she burst out with a sob: "It's him, the bad uncle, he wants to bully the eldest sister. I..."

"Buzz!"

When the words "bad uncle", "bully" and "Weiyang" floated into his ears, Tang Xiaoquan's whole brain buzzed.

He could no longer hear clearly what Xiao Fangfang said. He only asked for directions in a stern voice, and then he ran over like a wild horse.

"Hey! Xiao Tang! Wait, those people..." The right hand she raised froze in mid-air. He Jing's original intention was to tell Tang Xiaoquan that he couldn't afford to offend those so-called "bad people", but the latter was...

…

"Hey, hey, sister, my brother is just asking you to go to the tent to drink two cups of tea. Is it necessary to be so serious?"

"Pah!" Wei Yang raised his hand and opened the little man's outstretched hand, and scolded him seriously: "Sir! Please be respectful! This is a public place! I'm not interested in drinking tea with you!"

"Yo yo yo! Xiao Nizi has a very strong temper! Brother likes it, hey hey!" There was another burst of sinister laughter, and the short man seemed to enjoy it all.

But then his face darkened and he threatened: "Let me tell you, what happened in public places? Does anyone here dare to take care of what I want to do?"

After saying this, the short man turned and glared at the man beside him:

"Hey, you! Let me ask you, do you have any problem with me inviting this girl to tea?"

Forced by the power of the short man, the man dared not even say no, and immediately responded: "No, no problem! There is nothing wrong with what you said."

"Very good!" Nodding with satisfaction, the short man then grabbed the one-year-old man and shouted loudly: "You old man, tell me, who is the god here?"

"You...you are the god here!"

"Hahahaha!" He raised his head to the sky and smiled proudly again. The word "arrogance" was written on the high nostrils of the short man.

He enjoyed the feeling of being admired and worshiped by thousands of people. After a while, he slowly lowered his head, and his two hot eyes swept around the body, and then licked greedily.

A note on his lips said: "Seeing that there is no little girl, here, I am the king! No one can care about what I want to do! No one dares to care about it! If you are sensible, just go back with me and make me feel comfortable.

, there will be a time in the future when you will be popular! Otherwise, hum..."

As he spoke, the short man was approaching Weiyang step by step, and he was about to force the overlord to draw his bow. At this moment, a sharp shout came out from the crowd.

"stop!"

The voice was cold and majestic, like a bolt from the blue, hitting the short man so hard that he couldn't help but shudder.

"Who!" The short man glanced at the crowd and saw a slightly thin man slowly walking out of the crowd.

Tang Xiaoquan stared at the man in front of him with burning eyes, and said in a rather contemptuous tone: "You molest a decent woman in broad daylight. What's wrong with you, a big man! Doing such a dirty deed of robbing a common girl!"

You are so shameless that you are the biggest here! I think you are the most shameless here, right?"

He was polite and courteous. Although Tang Xiaoquan's words did not contain a single curse word, they slapped the short man's face.

The short man immediately became angry. He had never been teased like this in public before. He gritted his teeth and without any warning, he raised his arm and smashed it down on Tang Xiaoquan's face.

Maybe Tang Xiaoquan's physical strength is indeed not the best, and maybe his reflexes are also the worst among the team, but no matter how "bad" he is, he is still better than these scum who are trying to survive in the city walls.

Tang Xiaoquan instinctively dodged to the side. Tang Xiaoquan did not make any unnecessary movements. After dodging, he swung his elbow and hit the short man on the back.

"Bang!" This elbow strike contained considerable force from Tang Xiaoquan. The short man's disrespect to Wei Yang just now had already made him angry for a while, so Tang Xiaoquan would not hold anything back against such a person. As long as

If given the chance, he would definitely knock the opponent down like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Sure enough, the short man who missed the blow lost his balance, and Tang Xiaoquan's powerful counterattack caused him to stumble and fall to the ground, a solid fall.

"Damn you!" The short man climbed up from the ground with a little effort, half of his cheeks were bruised by the "intimate contact" with the ground.

The short man stretched out his hand to wipe the heat from his face. When he came closer and saw the bright red blood stains, his pair of wretched little eyes suddenly turned sinister.

"You bastard, you bastard! You're looking for death! Brothers, get on me!"

Following the short man's greeting, several men who also looked like "Guagua Youzao" rushed out of the crowd one after another.

They surrounded Tang Xiaoquan in a fan shape, and Wei Yang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Xiao Tang, please leave quickly!"

Go? In the past, Tang Xiaoquan would have run away without even thinking about it.

But now, Wei Yang is behind him. If he just runs away, what will Wei Yang do? Can he still be worthy of the word "man"?

Thinking about this, Tang Xiaoquan made the most "unreliable" decision in his life.

He is ready to use his fists to defend the safety of the woman behind him!
Chapter completed!