The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 135 Entering the scene
Li Miao didn't care about the looks of the people around him at all, and he lifted up Sect Leader Wu's head and smashed it down again.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
He held back his strength, so he wouldn't really kill the man. But even if he only had 10% of his strength, it was still more than a second-rate scoundrel could handle.

He said twenty-seven words out loud and twenty-seven words in his heart, which means that Sect Leader Wu had to kowtow fifty-four times.

God have mercy on him, his father might not be able to eat so many heads in his lifetime.

After the fifth one hit, the confused Master Wu finally reacted and tried hard to curse Li Miao.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his whole face was pressed into the ground and he sobbed, unable to make a sound.

After the twentieth knock, Sect Leader Wu had already begun begging for mercy.

By the time he kowtowed for the fortieth time, Sect Leader Wu had completely fainted, with blood all over his head and face.

Li Miao had no intention of stopping. He continued to grab the scruff of Master Wu's neck and smash him to the ground.

At this time, whether it was the disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect, the followers of Sect Leader Wu, or the people from the martial arts world who were watching the fun nearby, no one spoke anymore.

The one who came out to persuade them was already covered in cold sweat, his legs were trembling, and he almost wanted to leave first.

"fifty-four."

Bang!
Finally, Li Miao stopped, picked up Master Wu, and threw him to the ground like a torn bag.

Then he smiled at the leading young man as if nothing had happened.

"Okay, you don't have to leave."

Then, he glanced around as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Swah——

In an instant, the surrounding gangs retreated.

There were too many people behind them to squeeze out, and they were panic-stricken for a moment. In a moment of urgency, they turned their heads and looked at the people around them.

"Ah, Brother Li! Long time no see!"

The man was stunned, and then reacted instantly.

"Ah? Ah! Brother Wang, Brother Wang, what a coincidence!"

The two strangers started chatting enthusiastically, turning their faces away and avoiding Li Miao's sight.

"Well, it's almost there."

Li Miao smiled.

To be honest, a jerk like Master Wu is not worth his while to condescend to bully.

According to his temperament, he would naturally just give a Xuantian finger and kill the person.

If he were in Shuntian Prefecture, he should have leisurely sipped a bowl of hot tea, ate some dried fruits and candied fruits while listening to Wang Hai punishing the man's screams. When the job was done, he would get up, put on his clothes, throw a few taels of silver on him, and treat his injuries.

Of course, he went through all this trouble to make everyone remember his face.

Relying solely on these few people from the Huanhua Sword Sect is not enough to prove that he had just arrived in Shaolin today.

But after this incident, the hundreds of people present should all remember his face. If the court becomes suspicious in the future, these people will all be his witnesses.

When the leading young man saw Li Miao smiling warmly at him, he shuddered all over.

God have mercy on me, where did this extremely vicious person come from? There is no one named Li Miao in the world. How did he run into him?

You know, this is the gate of Shaolin!

He was at a loss for a moment and stammered, "Li, Brother Li, I..."

Li Miao chuckled: "Don't be nervous."

"It's just a small punishment, so that he can be more cautious when traveling in the world. He just needs to stay in bed for half a year."

"If he continues like this, he will inevitably lose his life. I am doing this for his own good."

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes..."

The leading young man was going down the mountain for the first time, and he had never seen Li Miao's bandit logic of "beating you is for your own good". He felt that it was wrong for a moment, but he did not dare to refute it.

Just when he was in a dilemma and the people around him were feeling uneasy, the scene suddenly became quiet.

La La La——

The gate of Shaolin Temple finally opened slowly.

A monk walked out of the mountain gate and saluted everyone with his hands clasped together.

"Thank you for waiting, benefactors."

He raised his head and was about to continue saying something polite, but he was stunned for a moment.

A man was lying on the ground, his head and face covered in blood. A group of people surrounded him, shouting "Master! Master!" The people around him looked at the sky, the ground, and the trees, but no one dared to look in that direction.

He moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, there are people who are more anxious than him.

Then a man from Jianghu stepped forward quickly and said, "Master, you are so polite! Let's go in quickly!"

After saying that, without waiting for his answer, she rushed into the door as if escaping.

The rest of the people also rushed over as if they were running for their lives.

The monk was busy entertaining the guests and had no time to think about the strangeness of the situation.

But in a moment, only Li Miao, Yin Minjun, the Huanhua Sword Sect and Sect Leader Wu were left on the open space outside the mountain gate.

"Let's go, everyone is going in."

Li Miao greeted and walked towards the door, and Yin Minjun followed behind him.

The people from the Huanhua Sword Sect looked at each other and had no choice but to follow Li Miao and leave.

Sect Leader Wu and his group were left shouting and screaming in panic.

"May I ask where this donor is from?"

The monk who was serving the guests asked.

"Huanhua Sword Sect."

Li Miao answered casually.

"Oh my god, it's bad!" The leading young man thought to himself that something was wrong.

I wonder if this guy is a demon who is using the name of our Huanhua Sword Sect to come to Shaolin and cause trouble!

Li Miao was grateful for his help in venting their anger for them. But the method was too extreme and did not seem like the way a reputable and upright sect would act. In addition, since it was related to the sect's reputation, he did not dare to gamble.

So he stood behind Li Miao and winked at the monk who was receiving the guests, trying to convey a message.

However, Yin Minjun stepped forward to block his way and glanced at him coldly, which made him speechless for a moment.

"Donor of the Huanhua Sword Sect, please follow me."

The monk did not notice the leading young man's warning, nodded, and led everyone into the temple.

Walk forward and you will reach a square.

Generally, a big sect with some status in the martial arts world would have such a square inside its gate. It was used as a venue for disciples to practice martial arts on weekdays and when there was a big event in the sect or in the martial arts world, it would be used as a venue.

At this time, there were already quite a few people sitting on the north side of the square, all of them were from the big sects who had entered the temple through the side door in advance. There were quite a few chairs placed on both the east and west sides, and the small and medium-sized forces and the wandering people waiting outside the door could sit down by themselves.

Since ancient times, the south has been respected, so those with the highest status all sit in the north, facing south.

As the south side faces north and has the meaning of "defeat" which is very taboo among the people in the underworld, no seats are arranged.

Li Miao walked in with a square step. The big sects sitting on the north side didn't react much, but the people from the underworld on the east and west sides all changed their expressions.

"How come Shaolin actually let him in?"

"What should we do now? Sect Leader Wu is a good second-rate fighter. He made him look like that. He must be a top-notch expert!"

"Look at how he acts. It's not a decent style. I'm afraid something bad will happen!"

Li Miao looked around, then walked towards the east.

It was just morning and he complained about the glare of the sunlight as he sat facing west.

Just when I was halfway there, someone on the east side suddenly stood up.

"Ah! I forgot, my horoscope abhors the east! Brother Wang, I'll go sit on the west side!"

"I am afraid of it, too! Let's go together, let's go together!"

For a time, there was chaos and disorder.

By the time Li Miao approached, more than half of the seats that were almost full were already empty.

Those who didn't leave didn't do so because the seats on the west side were already full.

Li Miao, Yin Minjun and the Huanhua Sword Sect sat in the front row, and the people around them quietly moved away.

In a short while, a large open space formed around Li Miao.

At this time, the big sects sitting in the north also noticed the situation here, and they all glanced over, but were surprised for a moment.

"Hmm? Isn't that Elder Yin from the Hengshan Sect?"

(End of this chapter)