The flames gradually spread, and the flames seemed to be a big mouth, swallowing all the matter close to it with the breeze.

Fang Xing was watching all this, his cheeks trembled and said, "No hurry."

Yu Qian gritted his teeth and said, "Xinghe Bo, if you don't go... the fire will be big."

"Just make it big!"

Fang Xing stared ahead. If someone followed his gaze, he would find that he was not looking at the raging scholars, but staring at the businessmen and friends.

The flames had swept across five stores, and the crying sounded trembling.

Looking around, half of Jinan City was illuminated by the flames that broke through the roof.

Countless people walked out of the house despite the night ban and were worried when they looked at the firelights in the distance.

Everyone is waiting for this collision, but no one has ever thought about it.

What about Xinghebo?

He should stop the riot!

Chen Shitou stood behind Fang Xing, and Yu Qian gave him a few winks and was indifferent.

His task is to take Fang Xing away in a critical moment. As for the rest, it is not his consideration.

Fang Xing would not ignore the people's bad luck, so he still believed this.

"Xinghe Bo..."

Yu Qian begged for the second time.

Fang Xing shook his head slightly and said, "I want to see if they dare to resist or accept it!"

Yu Qian was shocked and immediately said angrily: "This is not academy, nor is it that laboratory!"

A strange smile appeared on Fang Xing's lips, "If they don't take action today, it proves that the influence of the gentry is still deeply rooted. With the right time, they will make a comeback again, but that is something I don't want to see, for this... I want to see it."

Yu Qian closed his eyes, lowered his head slowly, and said in a low voice: "But those people are innocent, we are sitting and watching."

"Four quarters of an hour!"

Fang Xing stretched out a finger.

The chaos continues and continues to intensify.

Reason is dissipating, and evil thoughts are accelerating.

The shopkeepers and friends all ran to the streets and watched their place turn into ashes.

Some people cried, some cursed, and some were stunned.

"father!"

A young man was holding a bag, and was stumbled by several scholars and rushed over. A middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd that escaped. He waved, "Yuer, run!"

The young man was holding a little heavy burden and he ran slower and slower.

"Yuer..."

A scholar caught up with a grin, threw out the stick in his hand, hitting the young man's heel.

"ah……"

The young man fell heavily to the ground, but he was still holding the bag.

He raised his head and shouted, "Dad..."

The nosebleed from the face stinged the middle-aged man's eyes, and the scholar who caught up with him stepped on his son's back, which was even more...

flame!

The middle-aged man had flames in his eyes!

"I said damn!"

The middle-aged man was trembling all over. He turned around and snatched an old man's crutch, rushed up crying.

The young man was beaten up by two scholars. As the stick danced, the violence hidden in human nature suddenly broke out.

Screams do not stop the atrocities, but will stimulate the perpetrator's adrenal glands.

The stick became more and more taboo, and just as the wooden stick was raised, a loud shout came.

The scholar who was about to beat the young man's head raised his head and saw a pair of crazy eyes.

He swore that he had never seen such a look in his life.

Like what?

A beast that protects the cub?

Still a crazy bull...

"father……"

Accompanied by this cheerful cry, the crutch broke through the air and hit the scholar's chin with a heavy blow.

With a click, the scholar's head tilted heavily to the right, and blood and... teeth were flying in the air!

Another scholar was holding a wooden stick and staring at the father rushing over, waving his crutch for the second time.

These businessmen! They used to be respectful to us.

He is crazy if he dares to attack us?

"Dog bastard..."

The crutch hit the scholar's left arm, and a crisp sound.

"ah……"

Amid the howling, the middle-aged man helped his son up. Seeing that his nose was crooked, his lips were swollen, and he was limping, he couldn't help but say sadly: "Dog bastards..."

He stood in front of him with his son in his arms, with two scholars standing upside down at his feet.

The scholars in front of them were staring at this scene blankly, with flames soaring into the sky, and the sound of heavy objects falling from time to time came.

The businessmen and friends were also staring at this scene blankly.

What they saw was the roar of a father and... fearlessness!

The father, who had not yet disappeared, looked at his son's miserable state and his anger rose again.

"Why?"

The lonely shouting was no answer, so he became even more furious.

"Come on! I'm here, come and hit me! Come and hit me!"

The middle-aged man tapped his chest with his crutch, roaring at the scholars and provoking them.

"I'm still a little scared!"

Fang Xing said disappointedly.

Yu Qian shook his head and said, "Xinghe Bo, let's do it."

Fang Xing nodded, then raised his right hand in the darkness.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the evil spirit gradually gathered.

Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and was also silently sad.

He was sad for those scholars.

Those violent and cruel, and unscrupulous.

He remembered what Fang Xing said.

There is a devil hidden in people's hearts. Once released, it can turn a gentleman into a madman; it can turn an honest man into a warrior!

And now a devilish drama is staged, some people become madmen, releasing their inner violence; while others become warriors, challenging a group of madmen alone.

"etc!"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted in a low voice, Xin Laoqi turned around and pressed his hands, and the sound of footsteps stopped.

"Xinghe Bo..."

Fang Xing showed a little excitement on his face and said, "Look at it yourself."

Yu Qian looked up and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The scholars were angry and rushed over with wooden sticks.

But this is nothing, because on the opposite side, the businessmen and friends have already started to fight back.

"Fight! I won this year's salary doubled! All medicines are included!"

Several shopkeepers were motivating from behind when they were old.

"Beat hard! I will support your family for ten years if I die!"

The two sides suddenly collided, and various weapons were waving in the fire, and screams were almost connected.
To be continued...