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Chapter 158 was beaten up(1/2)

"Let's stop this gang together, we can't let them destroy the wine shop!"

"right……!"

Seeing that Cui Sheng and his men were going to capture Peng Yue, the people spontaneously formed a human wall to block their way.

"Get out of the way, or I'll beat you too!"

At this time, Cui Sheng's eyes were red with anger and he was uttering cruel words to the people.

But the people in front of him still had no intention of getting out of the way.

After all, there are so many people that we are not afraid of them at all!

"Okay... okay! Since you won't get out of the way, don't blame our Cui family for being rude!"

Cui waved his hands behind him angrily, "Hit them, even them!"

"yes!"

The servant responded and raised his stick to hit him.

"boom……"

But before the lifted stick could come down, a servant suddenly fell to the ground, causing a lot of dust to rise.

"Ouch! Who is it? Who kicked me?"

The servant rubbed his buttocks and moaned.

"Everyone come together!"

A high-pitched voice sounded from the crowd, and the people immediately swarmed in and beat Cui Sheng and the servants number 20 or 30.

"Ouch! Who hit me on the head?"

"Don't... don't slap me in the face!"

"Tooth...! The tooth fell out!"

"Stop it now!"

Cui Sheng and his servants were beaten so hard that they ran away with their heads in their hands, crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.

But no matter how they ran, they couldn't get out.

The crowd was so dense that wherever they squeezed they would be punched twice!

"Stop... stop it quickly! I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die!"

Cui Sheng cried out in pain.

"Okay, everyone, please stop, don't kill anyone!"

After a while, Peng Yue waved his hand and stopped everyone.

"call……"

Cui Sheng and others breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been granted amnesty.

The people dispersed, leaving Cui Sheng and his servants rolling back and forth on the ground.

The sticks in their hands have disappeared, leaving only bruises on their faces!

Cui Sheng was even worse, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and even his luxurious clothes were torn by someone!

"Haha! Lao Peng, I just said you don't look like a good person, right? You still don't accept it, and now people regard you, Qu Junhou, as a private salt dealer, a big liar who defrauds people of their money!"

Seeing this scene, Fan Kuai leaned against the door frame of the wine shop and said with a joking smile.

Peng Yue was also very cooperative, showing a very helpless expression and shaking his head!

"What? Qu Junhou? This...this...?"

Cui Sheng, who had just managed to get up, staggered and fell to the ground again.

Is this guy Qu Junhou?

Did he admit that he was wrong?

Shouldn't it?

He would know this guy even if he was burned to ashes!

"Lao Fan, Lao Fan, catch him quickly!"

At this moment, two people suddenly ran out from the side door of the backyard workshop, one behind the other.

The one who spoke was the brewer.

The person being chased in front was obviously unfamiliar, and none of them had seen it before!

"okay!"

When Fan Kuai saw this, he jumped up and ran far away.

Aim at the person being chased in front and kick him directly to the ground!

"Lao Zhang, what's going on?"

Peng Yue also came out and asked about the situation.

"I...I was brewing wine in the backyard. This guy sneaked in, looked around, and ran away after being discovered by me. He must be a spy sent from somewhere!"

The brewing craftsman breathed and roughly recounted the situation just now.

"spy……?"

Fan Kuai and Peng Yue coincidentally cast their eyes on the stranger on the ground, "Tell me! Who sent you?"

The man struggled for a long time before he managed to raise his head and waved to Cui Sheng, who was not far away: "Young Master...save me...!"

It's obvious that he belongs to the Cui family and is in the same group as Cui Sheng who is looking for trouble over there!

"It's so easy to attack the east and the west with one hand!"

"Lao Peng, it's a lie that that guy came to settle a score with you, but it's true that he sent someone to steal our brewing recipe!"

"That's right!"

The two of them walked towards Cui Sheng holding hands.

"Don't...don't...don't come over, I don't know him, I don't know what's going on!"

Looking at the two people's sandbag-sized fists, Cui Sheng's face turned pale and he backed away repeatedly. The evil aura from before was completely gone.

"Don't know? Don't know? Then we will help you recall your memories!"

"Hurry... help me stop them, stop them...!"

Cui Sheng pulled several servants in front of him, but they were thrown far away by Peng Yue one by one.

"boom……"

He punched Cui Sheng in the stomach and blood spurted out immediately.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The servant quickly ran over to ask.

"Let's go! Go quickly...!"

Now Cui Sheng has no time to talk about these nonsense, he just wants to leave as soon as possible.

"yes!"

The servants protected Cui Sheng and fled in panic.

"Young Master, there is still me...don't leave me behind!"

I went to the backyard and peeked at the brewer, who was quickly crawling on the ground and shouting continuously.

However, Cui Sheng ignored him and fled back to his house as quickly as possible.

"Dad...sss...ouch...it hurts me so much!"

With the support of several servants, Cui Sheng struggled to walk in the door.

Hearing his son's weak voice, Cui Jingtong hurriedly went out to check. His jaw almost dropped when he saw it. "What's going on? Didn't you tell them to teach them a lesson? Haven't they been beaten?"

"Alas...! Don't mention it!"

Cui Sheng looked helpless, "It wasn't the people from the wine shop who beat me, it was the common people!"

"People? Why did the people beat you like this?"

Cui Jingtong didn't understand even more.

"I said I would beat up that liar and smashed up their wine shop, but the people stopped and surrounded us and gave us a beating!"

"Hiss...it hurts!"

Cui Sheng was describing what had just happened, but he accidentally pulled the wound, and he grimaced in pain.

"When did the common people get so united?" Cui Jingtong wondered.
To be continued...
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