Chapter 1746 1747 Extortion Is Handy

"Stop, stop, I am the son of the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple, dare to hit me, you will die..." Long Wudang's clamor sounded from the crowd.

Before he finished speaking, Mu Hanyan, Ling Baobao, and the little piglet jumped up at the same time. The fists and feet of one person and one beast, plus Ling Baobao's turtle shell, fell on Long Wudang's head like raindrops. .

Originally, Long Wudang was hanging out with that group of followers, rolling and crawling, crying and howling. All of them were bruised and swollen like a pig's head. Mu Hanyan couldn't tell them apart.

"Ugh..." Long Wudang just came out of his head when he lay down on the ground with another miserable cry, and a muffled sound came from his body.

Seeing this posture, how dare other people dare to speak.

"Don't hit, don't hit again, oh... don't slap in the face..." Long Wudang couldn't be arrogant anymore, and pleaded with a crying voice.

"Shh, don't talk, concentrate on being beaten." Ling Baobao raised his fingers and said with a focused face.

Mu Hanyan staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing the excitement in Ling Baobao's eyes, Mu Hanyan realized for the first time that this guy was so violent. However, this Long Wudang is really spineless. To despise this kind of second-generation ancestor, it's really inconsiderate! Begging for mercy so soon.

Mu Hanyan felt that Ling Baobao was violent, but in the eyes of others, she was not much better.

"Forgive me, please don't fight again, please forgive me." Long Wudang finally couldn't bear the pain, he lay on the ground with his head in his arms, begging for mercy with nosebleeds and tears.

"All stop." Mu Hanyan said to Ling Baobao and Xiao Rui beast.

It seems that it is almost the same, and if you continue to fight, you will die. Long Wudang is the son of the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple.

Although they were still a little unfinished, Ling Baobao and Xiao Rui beast stopped.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir." Long Wudang was really scared of being beaten, and he stepped back while wiping his nosebleed.

The situation of the gang of servants was not much better than his, all of them trembling with fear, followed Long Wudang and retreated to the outside of the city.

"Wait, the people who hurt our Huayu Temple, so you want to leave?" Mu Hanyan said coldly.

"Yes, yes, we were wrong before, we apologize, apologize." Long Wudang squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and apologized to An Xiaxin and the others. Only after Mu Hanyan had suffered under a few people, did they know how vicious they were.

"Is it enough to just say an apology?" Mu Hanyan had a faint smile on her face, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Beside him, Ling Baobao tapped on the turtle shell repeatedly, making a soft thud. The sound seemed to hit Long Wudang's heart, and his careful liver also followed up and down.

The terribly violent little piglet was more direct, waving its small paws, and almost engraved the word threat on its forehead.

"I'll pay, I'll pay." Long Wudang's blessing came to his heart, and he took out a lot of various things, including gold and silver, herbs, medicinal pills, meteorite gold, and miscellaneous items were quickly placed in front of him. a whole lot.

As expected of the son of the chief priest, he must also have storage space on his body, otherwise he would not be able to hold so many things.

Mu Hanyan didn't care much about gold and silver, but those medicinal pills made her a little curious. Just looking at the green light in the eyes of Sikong Qinglan and the others, she could also guess that these medicinal pills fell. Good quality gold.

What surprised Mu Hanyan the most was that there were still a lot of bottles and jars in it. At first, she thought it contained medicinal herbs, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be some fragrant powder and cheek powder. Could it be that this guy really has the habit of Longyang? Mu Hanyan took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands again and again, thinking that he would change his shoes later.

"That's all." Taking out the last porcelain bottle, Long Wudang said pitifully to Mu Hanyan.

"That's it." Ling Baobao stretched his neck and glanced at it, and said dissatisfiedly, he knocked on the turtle shell again, making Long Wudang's heart go up and down again.

In fact, Long Wudang has brought out a lot of things, but it can't satisfy Ling Baobao's appetite. After finally making a move, it's just such a little benefit. Isn't that a waste of hard work?

Long Wudang's gaze turned towards the gang of servants behind him, obviously threatening. The latter understood and hurriedly took it out from his body.

Of course, their wealth is not as good as Long Wudang, and there is no storage space, but it is better than there are many people.

"This lord, there is only so much." Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan's face and said cautiously.

"Let's go." Mu Hanyan waved his hand. It can be seen that there is really no oil left on these guys.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir." Long Wudang came to amnesty and led a group of small followers to escape from Huayu City like a bereaved dog.

After driving the carriage for more than ten miles, Long Wudang and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master, is your injury okay?" The five-short-stature attendant came up and asked with concern. Originally wanting to take the wound medicine, he reached out his hand and touched it, only to remember that he had been corrupted, so he could only withdraw his hand angrily.

"Go away." Long Wudang was bullied like this for the first time in his life. He felt ashamed and begged for mercy with nosebleeds and tears. He was depressed. Seeing that he couldn't open the pot, he was not angry. scolded. A mouth, involving the wound, is another grin.

"That bitch, I will never forgive her lightly." Long Wudang held his cheeks, spat out a bloody tooth, and said bitterly, and then asked, "By the way, what's that bitch called? name?"

He wanted to ask the other party's name just now, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea. What if the other party thought he wanted to take revenge and then beat him up?

Of course, that's what he really thinks, and this revenge must be repaid, but a hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, so there's no need to show it in advance and be beaten.

You look at me, I look at you, and they all shook their heads.

She didn't take Mu Hanyan seriously at first, and naturally no one cared about her name. When she found out that something was wrong, she didn't have the opportunity to ask, and she didn't have the courage to ask.

"A bunch of idiots!" Long Wudang was suffocating his anger, and when he saw them all looked like logs, he yelled loudly.

Of course everyone didn't dare to retaliate, but in their hearts they thought in unison: You're not stupid.