Beauty is charming!

Qiao Shiyu smiled and said, "They all came from the mainland, my friends. When they came to Hong Kong, I wanted to take them out for fun. The Three Emperors Ancient Temple is so famous, so I brought them here. I really didn't expect that it would cause trouble for everyone. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay."

The strong man was at a loss and quickly put away the knife and fork, and stammered: "Miss Qiao...Miss Qiao, we misunderstood and thought you were here to make trouble."

"Oh? What's going on?"

“That’s how it is…”

An old man with a gray beard came out of the crowd. He was wearing a crutch and a thin face, but was in good spirits. His name was Song Shiyi, and he was quite prestigious among these people. Back then, the old man fished at the Wanchai Wharf. Every time he went to sea, he would come to the ancient temple of the Three Emperors to worship. It can be said that he admired the Three Emperors very much.

Now, some of these people are still fishermen, and some have already started in other industries, but they are all descendants of fishermen. In their minds, the Three Emperors Ancient Temple is sacred and the spiritual sustenance in their hearts. How can others destroy it? Now, Hong Kong Youjia relies on his great power in Wan Chai and wants to demolish the Three Emperors Ancient Temple to build a villa. It is simply challenging their patience bottom line and it is absolutely intolerable.

Qiao Shiyu said, "That's how it is? That's too much for the You family."

"Miss Qiao thinks so too? Yes, they are so bullying."

"Didn't you ever think about suing them?"

"How do you sue? Officials protect each other! The You family is very powerful in Wan Chai, and those officials dare not offend them."

The strong man said in a grief and anger: "If they dare to come, we will fight with them."

Song Shiyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Song Xiong, how can you fight? You just know how to use brute force. Last time, the You family injured several of us and were still lying at home."

Song Xiong shouted, "Clan leader, what do you think you should do? Could it be that we just watched the You family and demolished the Three Emperors Ancient Temple?"

"We have to make a long-term plan for this matter."

"What else are you going to discuss?"

A young man with a beard walked out and shouted: "The You family has agreed to give each of us a huge sum of money. That's all. I can't twist my arms, so don't end up in vain."

"Song Ji, what did you say?" Song Xiong became angry immediately.

"What did I say? I'm all thinking about our Song family." Song Ji was not showing any weakness, and what he said was somewhat reasonable.

Now, Jia Simiao realized that most of the fishermen living around the Sanhuang Ancient Temple had surnames Song, and Song Shiyi was their patriarch. Before this, there was no patriarch, because the incident in the Sanhuang Ancient Temple made a fuss, these people recommended Song Shiyi as the patriarch. Because Song Shiyi had some prestige and everyone believed in him.

For a moment, these people were making noise and even forgot about Jia Simiao, Qiao Shiyu and others.

Song Shiyi waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't argue. Let's hold a meeting to find a way to solve the problem of the Three Emperors Ancient Temple."

Song Ji shouted: "What else can I do? According to me, we will take the money and divide it up. As for the You family, what do they do if they are willing to do it? What does it have to do with us? Everyone, do you think so?"

Although they have many people, their hearts are obviously uneven. Not everyone, like Song Shiyi, Song Xiong and others, want to protect the ancient temple of the Three Emperors. The older the people, the more they have feelings for the ancient temple of the Three Emperors. And the younger people? Some of them have moved away from the ancient temple of the Three Emperors long ago. What does the demolition of the ancient temple have to do with them? What they are thinking about now is how to get the oil and water.

If they don't demolish, they won't get anything.

When Song Ji proposed this idea, he immediately received a lot of responses.

This made Song Shiyi very angry. He paused his crutch and shouted: "Song Ji, how can you say that? Don't forget, your grandparents, parents, how did they support you? They are all fishermen. Every time they go to sea, they come to worship the ancient temple of the Three Emperors. How can you forget your roots?"

"So what? It's the past. We should think about the future and think about our descendants. Can you catch fish for a few more lives?"

"You...you..."

Song Shiyi looked pale and trembled all over. He pointed at Song Ji, swung his crutch and beat him, cursing: "You evil, I will beat you to death... Is this a matter of money? This is our spiritual pillar!"

Song Ji couldn't dodge and let Song Shiyi hit his shoulder with a crutch. Now, he was a little annoyed, and snatched the crutch, kicked it off with two clicks, cursing: "I'm old, if it weren't for you're in the middle, we would have received the compensation from the You family long ago."

Judging from his posture, he still wanted to pounce on him and beat Song Shiyi.

Song Xiong came up, grabbed Song Ji's neck, then knocked him down with a punch, and shouted: "You dare to hit the patriarch, are you crazy?"

These people were noisy and messed up.

Jia Simiao, Qiao Shiyu and others frowned. What are they doing? Just like that, they still want to fight against the You family and protect the Three Emperors Ancient Temple? It seems that this trip was in vain. They were about to leave when they heard a rumbling sound. Two forklifts and bulldozers increased their horsepower and rushed over to the Three Emperors Ancient Temple.

Behind the car, there were more than twenty disciples of the You family. They rushed up with sticks, led by the game.

Song Xiong's sharp eyes were shouting, "No, the You family has come and demolished it. Everyone is here!"

Now, these Song family members didn't care about quarreling anymore, and rushed up to the forklift and bulldozer. No matter how powerful the You family was, they would not dare to kill people alive, right? In that case, once they were investigated, the problem would be serious.

The game sneered, held up the stick, and shouted: "Get me!"

These disciples of the You family rushed forward and fought with Song Xiong and others. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the forklift and bulldozer rushed forward. Judging from their posture, they had to overthrow the Three Emperors Ancient Temple. The government turned a blind eye to such a thing. Due to the You family's power in Wan Chai, they would not interfere on the surface. Of course, don't make too fierce, otherwise everyone would be unable to get over the face.

Boom! A courtyard wall was pushed down by the bulldozer. Song Shiyi rushed forward two steps, fell to the ground, struggled, and shouted: "Stop... block, you can't let them destroy the Three Emperors Ancient Temple."

Li Ergouzi shouted: "Brother Jia, why are we now..."

Whoosh! Before he could finish his words, Jia Simiao had already stepped back and slashed at the body of the car with a few cracks. There was another loud noise. It was not that the bulldozer had overturned something, but that the bulldozer suddenly broke into pieces like a shelf.

The driver was still sitting in the seat and was stunned. What was going on in broad daylight? In the blink of an eye, he sat alone in his seat, holding the steering wheel. Then, Jia Simiao scrapped the other forklifts and bulldozers. For others, this may be a bit difficult, but for Jia Simiao, who has a demon knife that cuts iron like mud, it is really too pediatric.

Boom, Boom! Several forklifts and bulldozers were scrapped at the same time.

Jia Simiao rushed over and helped Song Shiyi, took out a silver needle and stabbed him a few times.

Song Shiyi breathed smoothly and said gratefully: "Thank you, thank you so much, are you... you are Fuxi reincarnated to save us?"

"Fuxi's reincarnation?"

Jia Simiao thought about it and he really used the Nine Needles of Fuxi, which was considered to have some connection with Fuxi. He smiled and said, "Yes, Fuxi sent me to save you."

During the conversation, Li Ergouzi and Monk Hu had already rushed into the crowd. Song Xiong and other fishermen were obviously not opponents of the You family disciples who were beaten to death. They fell to the ground and groaned in pain. However, they often went out to sea to fish, and each of them had the strength and strength to hold a knife and fork in their hands, and even knocked down several You family disciples.

Now, Game and others became popular and shouted, "Go harder."

Bang bang! Several more fishermen were knocked down. Immediately afterwards, several disciples of the You family were also knocked over to the ground. Monk Hu came up with an iron stick and swept across it. Li Ergouzi followed him and picked up the bargain. The two of them cooperated very well and soon brought the situation back.

Game was stunned and said in surprise: "Li Ergouzi, monk, why did you... come here?"

Monk Hu cursed: "My mother, do you care about us? Originally, we wanted to come to the Sanhuang Ancient Temple to have fun, but you were ruining your mood. Now, you still dare to hurt innocent fishermen, but the Buddha just couldn't see it."

"This is our You family and their business, so you'd better not get involved."

"If you get involved, what can you do?"

"you……"

The game said coldly: "Then you will be enemies of our entire You family."

Monk Hu spitted and said disdainfully: "My mother is so scared, is it because of being a Buddha? Just being an enemy is an enemy. Are you still afraid that you will not succeed?"

"Where is Jia Simiao? I want to talk to him."

"Do you still want to see Master Jia? You'd better ask Master Buddha's iron stick."

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain it clearly!

This is the game now. When he met Monk Hu, he couldn't understand anything. Monk Hu himself was a rather unreasonable person. He swung the iron stick and took a picture of the game's head.
Chapter completed!