When we left Jiujiang Restaurant, the sun had already begun to set in the west.
Looking at the fiery sunset in the sky, Su Pingan couldn't be happy at all, "They must need me very much now!"
When he remembered what Father Long had said about the situation of the Su family before, Su Ping'an didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately started to rush to the Su family according to the memory of the original owner.
When he returned to the capital of the gods a few days ago, he had already prepared to face everything, but he did not expect that the Su family would be in such misery.
Su's father died of illness, the eldest son was deposed, the second son's reputation was stained, and the younger sister's engagement was annulled... These things happened one after another. It would be unbearable for ordinary people to deal with any of these things, let alone if they were concentrated in one family.
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Su Ping'an's footsteps were filled with wind and his movements were swift. If flying was not prohibited in the divine capital city, he would have wished to fly over directly.
As dusk approached, Su Pingan finally arrived at Sixi Street. The Su family lived in a house at the end of this street.
As he was rushing forward on the street, suddenly a noise on the street in front attracted Su Pingan's attention.
The noisy thing was a small painting stall. The owner of the painting stall was a young man about 23 or 24 years old. He had a fair and delicate appearance, and exuded an aura of quiet elegance often found in painting monks.
Faintly, the young man was somewhat similar to Su Pingan.
"Second brother!"
The first time Su Pingan saw the young man, he recognized him from his memory. That man was none other than Su Family Erlang, Su Mutong.
But at this time, Su Mutong seemed to be in trouble. He was being pestered by a man.
The man had an evil look on his face and was accompanied by two thugs. He was saying aggressively to Su Muchong: "Look what you have painted. For such a small portrait, you actually asked me for three hundred dollars."
Wen Qian, are you crazy about money?"
"I heard before that you are a 'slutty thief' who specializes in defiling the bodies of young girls from good families. I still don't believe it. Now it seems that whether you are a 'slutty thief' or a villain, you have cheated me out of money."
Coming up..."
"Everyone, come and take a look. This is the little thief of the Su family, Su Mutong, who previously defiled the eldest daughter of a good family. He was kicked out by the Academy of Literature, and he still has the nerve to sell paintings on the street. Not to mention selling paintings.
It's simply shameless to sell it at such an expensive price..." Su Mutong has a quiet temperament. In the past, he only knew how to make a living by painting, and he was not good at making a living. Now setting up a painting stall is a helpless move, but now he is surrounded by people in the street.
He was holding his head and was pressed down aggressively by the man. He was at a loss for a moment and couldn't speak clearly. He just waved his hands with a troubled expression and said: "I...I didn't..."
"It's nothing. You've defiled someone's body and you don't dare to recognize it. You're still not a man..." The vicious man refused to give up.
Su Mutong was forced to panic, so he replied, "I...I...I won't sell this painting!"
"Don't sell it? No, I spent an entire afternoon asking you to paint, and now you say you won't sell it. How can there be such a cheap thing? Now I want to order this painting, and you have to pay me a thousand yuan.
, just consider it as compensation for wasting my time this afternoon!"
Seeing Su Mu Tong shrinking back, the vicious man pushed even further. Not only did he want to get the painting for free, but he also wanted Su Mu Tong to compensate him.
Upon hearing this, Su Mutong's face turned red, he clenched his fists and said angrily: "You...you..."
"What are you, what, you still want to hit someone? Everyone, come and see, this Su family's 'slut' is going to hit someone again..."
The vicious man was simply a scoundrel, and it seemed that he was convinced that Su Mutong would not take action. However, his two men still pressed forward, staring at Su Mutong like wolves.
Su Mutong had never experienced anything like this before. He was angry and anxious at the moment and didn't know what to do.
Seeing this, Su Ping'an couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed through the crowd and walked straight up. Then he came to the vicious man who was yelling and reached out to pat the latter's shoulder.
"Huh? Who are you and why are you patting me on the shoulder..."
boom!
Su Ping'an didn't bother him at all, raised his fist and hit the man in the face.
Bang bang bang...
Su Ping'an didn't say a word, he just punched down one after another, and soon his hands were covered with blood.
A group of people nearby were stunned.
Who is this person? How come he hits someone without saying anything?!
The man's two men were also stunned, but they quickly reacted. One of them immediately said fiercely: "Asshole, stop, you dare to hit our boss, you are seeking death!"
The two men immediately rushed towards Su Pingan.
Su Ping'an's eyes flashed fiercely. After training at the border for so long, he didn't even need to use his literary skills. He turned around and avoided the two people's attacks with a slip of his feet. Then he exerted force on his feet and screamed like a wolf.
Pounced forward.
Bang bang...
With two muffled sounds, the two men fell to the ground without even having time to turn around.
At this time, the vicious man on the ground regained his composure. He reached out and touched his face. There was blood on his hand, and half of his face was numb. He couldn't even feel the pain. Then he looked up at Su Pingan,
With a look of disbelief on his face, he said: "You...you dare to hit me. Do you know who I am? How dare you hit me?!"
"Go away, don't let me see you again, otherwise it won't be as simple as bleeding next time!"
Su Ping'an's eyes narrowed, and the murderous aura in his body burst out like a substance, directly covering the man's body.
Although the vicious man is not a thing, this guy is very sensitive to danger. He can clearly feel the terrifying murderous intention from Su Ping'an. It is an aura that can only come from someone who has actually killed someone and been on the battlefield.
Can't afford to offend!
The vicious man immediately closed his mouth, climbed up from the ground with trembling hands and feet, and then ignored his two men. After hurriedly squeezing out of the crowd, he disappeared soon.
The people around looked confused. Why did this guy who was yelling just now run away after being glared at?
But now that the real people who caused the trouble were gone, the others shook their heads and quickly dispersed as they saw that the excitement was gone.
Su Mutong had been a little overwhelmed and embarrassed before. It was not until he saw that the vicious man ran away and the crowd around him dispersed that he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he walked up to Su Pingan in embarrassment and bowed his hands.
Said: "Brother, thank you for your help just now. If it weren't for you..."
Just as he was talking, Su Mutong suddenly saw Su Pingan's appearance clearly. The words in his mouth were immediately speechless, and the expression on his face gradually changed to surprise and confusion, and finally became incredulous.