A hearty voice came in from outside, free and uninhibited.
Everyone looked over and saw a young man under twenty years old, to be precise, a young farmer.
"Gensheng, why are you here?" Tao Ying exclaimed.
Wang Gensheng came over and said with a smile: "Tao Ying, you are so annoying. You didn't even know to notify me of such a wonderful program. I almost missed it."
There were quite a few people in the hall who knew Wang Gensheng, and there were also many people who had suffered from Wang Gensheng. The most representative one was Du Ziteng.
Wang Gensheng and Hua Yutong just went to Shi Zhenzhen's furniture store. They just sat together, chatted and drank a few cups of coffee.
Helplessly, Da Zhang's messages came one after another, making Wang Gensheng feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
When Da Zhang saw Wang Gensheng arriving, he was very surprised: "Dr. Wang, did you come by plane? Why did you come so fast?"
"Dazhang, if I don't come, some people will start messing around." Wang Gensheng smiled proudly, as calm as a breeze.
"Who are you?" Xia Ren looked at Wang Gensheng with dissatisfaction.
Wang Gensheng ignored Xia Ren at all, walked directly in front of Xia Yuhe, and said with a smile: "Sister Xia, tell this old man who I am."
Xia Yuhe said something bitter and blinked at Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng said with a smile: "Sister Xia, there are so many people looking at each other so awkwardly, why don't you just say it if you have something to say?"
"That's enough, young man, I've been very tolerant of you. Who are you and what do you want to do?" Xia Ren looked at Wang Gensheng and shouted coldly.
"It doesn't matter who I am. The purpose of my coming is to ask Feng Shui Hall and Feng Fire Hall to work together and not to cause any conflicts. They are both people of several decades old.
It’s like playing house with a child, it’s not fun.” Wang Gensheng said with a frown.
Du Ziteng walked out and said angrily: "Wang Gensheng, don't think that just because you saved our young lady, you are great. Our hall master has a bottom line."
"Du Ziteng, do you get a stomachache if you don't speak? The conflicts between the two gangs are all caused by you. Don't you know it clearly?"
Wang Gensheng sneered. From beginning to end, he never took Du Ziteng seriously.
"Haha, you are Wang Gensheng. It turns out you were the one who cured my daughter's previous gunshot wound. I would like to express my gratitude to you here."
Xia Ren shouted loudly, but his eyes were full of disdain.
"Hahaha, I don't have sincere gratitude. I think it's better to forget it. You are Sister Xia's boss, Xia, Xia..."
Wang Gensheng only knew that Xia Ren's surname was Xia, but his specific name was not very clear.
"Wang Gensheng, don't be so joking. My name is Xia Ren and I am the master of Fenghuo Hall. You'd better be polite when you speak. This is not Taoyuan Village."
Xia Ren said angrily, his dissatisfaction already beyond words.
"Haha, you should add another word that is most appropriate, which is both vivid and vivid." Wang Gensheng sneered.
"What do you mean?" Xia Ren asked, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
"You should be the best at scaring people to death. You have lived up to your reputation as a hall master." Wang Gensheng said and sneered again.
Go ahead, Wang Gensheng's words are not very harmful, but they are extremely insulting.
A middle-aged man next to Xia Ren arrived in front of Wang Gensheng in an instant. Without thinking about anything, he took out a gun and put it on Wang Gensheng's forehead.
Wang Gensheng said without changing his expression: "I hate it when someone holds a gun to my head. Take the gun away."
"Wang Gensheng, you made a mistake that you shouldn't have made. You must apologize to our hall master." The middle-aged man held a gun in his hand and was naturally full of arrogance.
"What a coincidence. Am I wrong? His name is Xia Ren. He looks so vicious. It would be more appropriate to call him Scary to Death." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
Crazy?
Everyone thought Wang Gensheng was crazy. This man was Xia Ren's most effective bodyguard. His martial arts skills were unpredictable. Wang Gensheng offended him. Alas!
Some people sighed, while others were worried about Wang Gensheng.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" the middle-aged man asked coldly.
"Afraid, why not afraid, but people will inevitably die eventually, either from old age or illness, but no one has ever been really scared to death."
Wang Gensheng said with a smile again.
"Since you are so afraid of death, why don't you be more honest?" The middle-aged man glared at Wang Gensheng and asked with a sneer.
"If I were honest, I wouldn't come to Feng Shui Hall. I think you are scared to death!" Wang Gensheng smiled.
"It's a joke, I'll be scared." The middle-aged man sneered again.
"Since you're not afraid, why are your hands shaking, why are your heartbeats accelerating, why are your palms sweating, and why are your palms sweating? You simply don't have the guts to shoot." Wang Gensheng said calmly.
"Don't force me..."
The middle-aged man's hands really started to shake.
Wang Gensheng suddenly turned his wrist and grabbed the middle-aged man's hand.
The next second, the middle-aged man felt that his hand was no longer on his arm, and the pistol flew up, like a butterfly.
While he was still surprised, the pistol had already grasped Wang Gensheng's hand, and the muzzle of the gun changed direction and was pressed against the middle-aged man's forehead.
"What I hate most is people holding a gun to my forehead. Why don't you believe me?" Wang Gensheng looked angry, as if he was about to pull the trigger at any time.
"You, how did you operate it?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Gensheng with a confused expression. This was the first time in his life that someone took away his gun.
"Haha, you can ask Du Ziteng, he has the most say. If he doesn't have enough skills, he will be a loser even if he holds a gun."
Wang Gensheng smiled slyly, and his smile was so elegant.
"What do you want to do?" the middle-aged man asked.
"What do you think I can do? The most I can do is blow your head off with a gun." Wang Gensheng said easily.
"don't want……"
Xia Yuhe blinked at Wang Gensheng. If Wang Gensheng really did this, it would cause a fire.
There might even be dozens of guns pointed at Wang Gensheng. In that case, Wang Gensheng would have no choice but to die from the random gunshots.
"Sister Xia, what do you want me not to do?" Wang Gensheng asked pretending not to understand.
"Dr. Wang, don't be impulsive. This is all a misunderstanding." Xia Yuhe said softly.
"Misunderstanding, is it also a misunderstanding that you were betrothed to Dazhang, and that Tao Ying was betrothed to Du Ziteng?" Wang Gensheng asked coldly.
"..."
Everyone was speechless. How could there be such a big misunderstanding?
"Wang Gensheng, what do you mean?" Xia Ren looked at Wang Gensheng and asked in a deep voice.
"I think it's just a deal, a deal with the lifelong happiness of two young ladies. You think you are so awesome, but you use them as a shield."