I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 237 Justice is not in the heart, right and wrong is in strength

A few people came to the door of the theater on the riverside and happened to meet Huang Feihong, who quickly greeted them.

"Brother Shen, Aunt Thirteen."

"Master Huang." Thirteenth Aunt clasped her fists and bowed.

Huang Feihong was a little surprised, "Why are you so reserved?"

"Generations and rules cannot be changed, and of course they cannot be messed up." Thirteenth Aunt acted like an elder.

Huang Feihong nodded: "Thirteenth Aunt is right."

His eyes fell on Ninja Ninja and Tieyan beside Shen Lang, "Who are these two?"

"This is Tieyan, and this is Miss Nine," Shen Lang introduced. "Miss Nine is Huang Shihu's godsister. Feihong, you see Huang Shihu is busy running around for Baozhilin. Would you like to take him in as your apprentice?"

Huang Feihong said, "Po Chi Lin still has a place to practice martial arts. He has indeed helped a lot, but the matter of accepting disciples still needs further consideration. Let's go to the theater first. Thirteenth Aunt, please."

"Please." said Aunt Thirteen.

Shen Lang and a few others found a seat and sat down. Wherever they looked, they saw not only several foreigners, but more surprisingly, even the admiral was present in person.

The audience was packed with people, and countless drama fans surrounded the place, making it impossible to get through. It was truly a sea of ​​people, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Suddenly, the clear and loud sound of gongs and drums rang out in everyone's ears.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and everyone's attention was drawn to the stage.

The Ninth Miss suddenly spoke excitedly, "I can't believe that today's performance is actually the 'White Snake Opera' performed by Bai Yulang and He Bufan. I heard that they played the Green Snake and the White Snake so vividly. I can finally feast my eyes today."

Upon hearing this, Tie Yan, who was standing by, also looked curious and said, "Really? Then let me take a closer look."

Because during this period of time, she and Old Man Tie had been busy performing to make a living on their way to Foshan, and they rarely had such a relaxing and pleasant moment.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, the person who played the White Snake finally appeared on stage.

However, upon seeing this, everyone was instantly shocked. The white snake that should have been graceful had become round and fat. Where was the charm of the legendary Bai Suzhen?

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. When they took a closer look, someone exclaimed, "Oh my God! That's not a white snake, it's clearly a giant python!"

"Why is it Zhu Rourong?"

"Pork Rong, come down, Pork Rong, come down!"

For a moment, there was booing and complaints from the audience.

"What's going on? It was clearly advertised that He Bufan and Bai Yulang would star in the role, but in the end it became Zhu Rourong. The difference is too big!"

"That's right! The White Snake has become like this, what's the point of watching it? It's a complete waste of time!"

"Refund the tickets! We want to see the real White Snake!"

Many people followed suit.

"Pork Rong, Pork Rong!"

"Everyone come and see, Zhu Rourong has changed his career. He no longer sells pork, but sings opera instead."

"Ah? Then we won't have any pork to eat?"

The shouts rose one after another, each wave louder than the last.

Among them, the cry of "Pork Rong, Pork Rong" was the loudest and most piercing, as if it was going to break through everyone's eardrums.

Thirteenth Aunt picked up the telescope and looked over, then burst out laughing.

"It's actually Lin Shirong."

"What?" Huang Feihong was immediately confused.

Thirteenth Aunt handed him the telescope and said, "Look for yourself."

When Huang Feihong saw Lin Shirong in costume on the stage, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"It's Shi Rong again!"

The Ninth Girl, who had originally thought she could see the famous actors He Bufan and Bai Yulang, was greatly disappointed.

"Huang Feihong, you have quite a few talented people under your command. For example, your apprentice is quite lively." The admiral next to him said sarcastically, "And he has many talents. He can even sing opera."

Huang Feihong glanced at him and said, "Lin Shirong is more active."

"But I don't know if we can continue this show today." The admiral said, looking at the foreigner Jishan next to him.

Jishan's expression didn't change at all, even his eyes didn't fluctuate at all.

The theater fans clamored for a refund, and the theater owner quickly came out to apologize and started the next show.

Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, a group of actors began to roll and jump on the stage.

Although Bai Yulang and He Bufan were not there, the fans still applauded.

Thirteenth Auntie moved to Shen Lang's side and asked in a low voice, "Why do you seem to not care about anything?"

"Even if I care, the situation has already changed." Shen Lang smiled and said, "Life is not like a big play. Accidents can happen at any time."

Aunt Thirteen thought about it and nodded in agreement, "I think what you said makes a lot of sense."

Just like on her way to Guangzhou, she didn't think much about what happened.

But things don't always go as planned.

Shen Lang continued, "No matter when or where, we must stay in top condition so that we can calmly deal with any possible emergencies."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two actors on the stage suddenly rolled off the stage like tigers descending from the mountains.

After rolling quickly twice on the hard ground, he suddenly threw the rope dart in his hand without any warning.

These rope darts flashed with cold light, and Huang Feihong rushed towards them like lightning.

Huang Feihong's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he immediately shouted angrily: "Be careful!"

However, before his warning voice completely dissipated in the air, Shen Lang had already kicked out with swift eyes and feet, instantly kicking the stools on which Thirteenth Aunt, Tieyan and Ninth Girl were sitting to the side.

I also flashed to their side.

At the same time, Huang Feihong flashed and moved like a ghost, firmly grabbing the rapidly flying rope darts.

Then he exerted force with his arms, pulled hard, and at the same time skillfully wrapped the rope dart around several times.

The two assassins disguised as actors were dragged to the ground by Huang Feihong's powerful strength.

boom!
boom!
As two dull collision sounds resounded throughout the venue, the entire scene instantly became chaotic.

This sudden change shocked all the audience present and they were at a loss for a moment.

Someone murmured in confusion, "What the hell is going on?"

Some people even exclaimed in bewilderment, "They were just acting, how come they're suddenly in a real fight?"

Some timid people even shouted in fear, "Run! Stop standing there and watching the fun!"

Even those foreigners who were usually arrogant were frightened by this sudden and unexpected situation.

Everyone stood up in a panic, craning their necks to look around, trying to figure out what was going on.

However, what was unexpected was that several ferocious-looking bandits suddenly jumped out from behind the crowd.

Their faces were filled with ferocious expressions. With a wave of their hands, several extremely sharp flying knives flew towards Huang Feihong like lightning. In a flash, Huang Feihong was quick-witted and leaped to the side.

Although he managed to avoid the fatal blow, the two soldiers following closely behind him were not so lucky.

Suddenly, two screams rang out, piercing the sky. The two soldiers were unable to dodge and were stabbed directly in the vital parts by the flying knives.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the two men fell heavily to the ground like kites with broken strings, their life or death unknown.

The admiral, who was sitting nearby, witnessed this scene and his face suddenly changed. He shouted to his soldiers, "Quick! Seal all the passages immediately. Don't let any of the bandits escape! All of you, get these foreigners out!"

"Yes!"

Seeing this, the Ninth Miss standing nearby couldn't help but frown and muttered in a low voice, "Why is the Admiral so afraid of these foreign devils?"

Thirteenth Aunt was also filled with anxiety, and asked anxiously, "What should we do now? We can't just sit there and wait for death!"

Before Shen Lang could respond, Tie Yan's eyes flashed, and he bent down and quickly picked up a thick wooden stick from his feet and held it tightly in his hand.

He shouted, "Humph! What else can we do? Fight! If we don't teach these bandits a lesson today, no one will be able to leave!"

As he was speaking, Huang Feihong had already started a fierce close combat with the group of gangsters.

He was agile and his moves were fierce. His fists and palms crossed each other, creating gusts of strong wind. Every time he made a move, a gangster fell to the ground. His awe-inspiring presence forced the gangsters to retreat again and again.

"Feihong was too gentle." Shen Lang shook his head. "Only by killing them until they are afraid will they stop attacking."

He had barely uttered the words when the ghost on the other side ordered, "Sharpshooters, prepare to shoot!"

Several foreign soldiers immediately pointed their guns at the chaotic crowd.

"Don't shoot!" Huang Feihong quickly stopped him.

Thirteenth Aunt also quickly stopped them in English: "The people below are innocent, don't shoot!"

"If roaring could solve problems, donkeys would have ruled the world long ago." Shen Lang shook his head and said to Tie Yan, "You protect them!"

Tieyan had just nodded when Shen Lang came to the side of several foreign soldiers.

"Shoot!" the ghost ordered immediately.

Just as the soldiers were about to pull the trigger,

Suddenly, something seemed to flash by, followed by a series of "bang, bang, ouch" sounds.

Three of the five foreign soldiers fell, and the remaining two stood there stupidly with empty hands. They had no idea how others knocked down their companions or took away their guns.

At that moment just now, the two of them seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and knew nothing!
Shen Lang swung his hand, and four foreign guns fell into the river beside him.

He still had one in his hand. He glanced at it, sighed, and said, "Times have really changed."

After saying that, he threw the gun into the river.

When the ghost man Jishan saw him suddenly appear, he took away the guns from his men.

He immediately shouted, "Let's see whether you are stronger or the gun is stronger!"

He pulled out a pistol from under his cloak.

But the next moment, Shen Lang grabbed the gun from his hand.

"You foreign devil, you come to our territory and act like a tyrant!"

Shen Lang slapped him in the face and then grabbed the gun. With a "click", the steel barrel was crumpled into a ball.

He shook his head and said, "The quality of this foreign gun is not very good."

He snapped his fingers and shot the bullet in his hand. There was a flash of silver light and a slight sound of wind. A bandit next to him suddenly screamed, covered his face with his hands, and rolled on the ground.

Blood continued to flow out from between his fingers, rolled on the body for a few times, and then stopped moving.

As soon as he loosened his hand, Jishan's face suddenly changed. The man's face was hideous and bloody, because the bullet that Shen Lang fired with his finger had shattered his skull!
"My god!" Jishan couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's no use calling God!" Shen Lang raised his hand and slapped Jishan dozens of times in a row like a storm.

All that was heard was the sound of "pa pa pa", and Jishan's mouth was instantly filled with blood gushing out.

The face that was originally quite decent was now swollen like a pig's head, which was a horrible sight.

Shen Lang did not stop there. He bent his right hand slightly, and suddenly flicked his index finger forward. A fierce gust of wind suddenly shot out and hit Jishan's leg accurately.

"boom!"

With a dull crashing sound, Jishan's legs seemed to suddenly lose support, and his knees fell heavily to the ground. The ground even raised a cloud of dust due to the huge impact force.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Lang picked up a rope dart from the side and hit Jishan on the back without hesitation.

The rope dart was like a snake coming out of a cave, with a sound of breaking through the wind, and landed on Jishan's back with incredible precision.

In the blink of an eye, the clothes on Jishan's back were torn to pieces, with hideous wounds crisscrossing each other, the skin and flesh turned inside out, and blood dripping. The tragic scene was shocking.

The intense pain caused Jishan's facial muscles to twist uncontrollably, and he cursed loudly: "Fuck!"

"Don't think I don't dare to kill you!" Shen Lang leaned close to Jishan's ear and said, "These people have nothing to do with me anyway. If one of them dies, I will kill a hundred of your men. We can compare and see who has more men, you or the people here!"

Hearing this, Jishan's face turned even paler, but he still cursed stubbornly: "Fuck you!"

"The mouth is pretty tough."

The rope dart in Shen Lang's hand was like a violent storm, hitting Jishan's back intensively.

In just a few moments, Jishan's clothes were torn to pieces and his flesh and blood were all over his body. He finally couldn't bear such torture and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, several burly foreign soldiers rushed out from the side, shouting loudly and pointing the black muzzles of their guns at Shen Lang.

"Mr. Jishan!"

"Sir!"

Jishan used all his strength and said, "Shoot!"

Although he gave the order quickly, Shen Lang acted even faster.

His figure flashed and he circled around several soldiers. Everyone only saw a flash before their eyes and could not see whether he had made a move, but a group of soldiers had already fallen down quietly without making any sound.

Seeing this, Jishan was so frightened that he screamed, "Witchcraft! You know witchcraft!"

"Snapped!"

Shen Lang slapped him in the face with his backhand.

The next moment, a voice rang out: "Who are you? How could you treat Mr. Jishan like this?"

Shen Lang looked over and saw that it was the admiral who spoke.

The admiral didn't expect that someone would dare to hit Jishan, and he was so scared that his face turned pale.

He ordered repeatedly: "Go and rescue Mr. Jishan!"

"I was having so much fun, how dare you disturb me..." Shen Lang looked at him.

Huang Feihong shouted from the side, "Commander-in-Chief, this foreigner has his men shooting at civilians, and you don't stop him. Where is justice?"

Shen Lang sighed, "Feihong, justice does not lie in people's hearts, right and wrong lies in strength. Don't you understand?"

(End of this chapter)