The earth-shaking group beatings and hoarse curses in the front yard finally alarmed the big [囧囧] judge. He was wondering why he was howling just now, but he didn't expect to report that the group of "Western learning pioneers." He actually started fighting directly.

Since the judges were all out, Ou Xingsun finally came back and in a hurry to "stop the chaos"" was actually to stop the self-missive behavior of this group of people who looked pretty and dressed in glamorous glass, because many of them were "killing one hundred people, hurting two hundred and five." They went to kick others, and they fell to the ground as soon as they fell: they punched others, but instead held their hands and neck and screamed: they rushed up repeatedly, and were repeatedly kicked back and fell on the garden hedge: Is this called fighting? Is this a beating himself? Even the bystander felt pitiful.

It is natural to stop a group fight of this nature. The sheriff went up instead of slapping the baton, but bent down to help the people with his hands: the big guys were panting, and some even looked dying, hoping that someone would split them.

The reporters rushed over with joy and asked the big guys what they thought after fighting this earth-shaking group, but basically no one answered, and they were all breathing. Fighting is not an easy exercise, and it is very tiring.

"Drive all the reporters away!" The judge issued an order. The sheriff, who had just looked like "helping the old grandma across the road for Jesus." His expression immediately changed his face. The "girls" in his hand stood up straight and pulled out the baton. He scolded and kicked the reporter out of the yamen with a curse and kicked the iron fence gate. He also closed the iron fence gate, allowing these "grandsons." to lie on the iron gate and yelled and jumped.

"Come here! Line up! Tell me if you want to make a plan?" The judge sat on the chair sent by his subordinates and waved to the group of people from a high place on the steps.

A group of Western learning pioneers who were still radiant half an hour ago were now covered in mud, covered in dust, and were not dressed, and lined up in front of the steps in disappointment.

Big [囧囧] The judges looked one by one and almost laughed:

Fang Bingsheng, who is a rude man, shouldn't say anything, he is covered in dirt. "There is a slanted glasses hanging on his ears. One of the glasses' feet was broken and the lenses were broken, as if he was shot on the glasses, so he always looked confused:

There were countless rustic footprints on Yi Cheng's black suit. Because he was targeted by a recorder of his brother's arms, the man kicked Yi Cheng and stood in front of him. Yi Cheng got up and rushed over, kicked him, crawled and kicked him again and again. As a result, Yi Cheng never left the garden fence in his chest from the start to the end of the fight:

Zhang Qijie, Li Jiongmeng, and Fan Linhui are no longer covered in soil. Instead, they are covered in wet black soil, just like three groundhogs just crawling out of the cave in Liu Guojian Garden: Of course, that small garden is already a historical term:

Zheng Abao's hair was as messy as a bird's nest. He only wore a shirt on his upper body, and his suit top was hanging on his arms. The Samsung dress that was stepped on by people countless times was no longer black, but like a rag: the buttons of the French shirt fell off countless times, and when the wind blew, he showed his sweaty chest: there were countless footprints on his lower body pants, which was naturally Song Dongsheng's masterpiece. How could he let go of this once-in-a-lifetime moment:

Song Dongsheng looked normal from the front because his back was full of dirt. After a cough, a layer of halo-like yellow mist rose from behind: but because the front looked normal, the Zheng Abao's complete shoe print on the front of the suit was conspicuous and eye-catching:

The worst thing is Weng Quanguang, who stood between Zheng Abao and Song Dongsheng. This candidate, known as the hero of Longchuan, just used his face to win the chance to kick his enemy's ass and embarrassing thighs. "He and Zheng Abao hugged each other's neck and twisted it together, and the younger and stronger Zheng Abao could not make him feel better. The other hand repeatedly hit his face: Weng Quanguang did not dare to fight back as usual, so he had to snot and tears flowed, and he used the other one to block the hard and embarrassing thrust and thrust "so now Weng Quanguang's eyes were blue and bloody nose, not only like a panda", but also like a panda who was beaten up.

The others were all covered in hair like bird's nest, covered in dirt, panting, including pheasants. After the extremely experienced fired his gun, everyone stopped and solidified and turned their heads to find the source of the gunshot. They looked up and saw that the boss Yi Cheng and Fang Bingsheng were both embarrassed. They had nothing to do except for their dirty legs. This was not possible! So he simply rolled in front of the four-eyed boy, and even wiped two handfuls of mud on his face with his hands, which shocked the other party.

At this moment, in order to escape responsibility more thoroughly, Fang Bingsheng pretended to be inadvertently and said to himself: "The fog...... Brothers' arms actually have a master who knows North Leg..."

The judge sat high, looked up at the group of grinning elites, and then looked at the "remnants of defeated soldiers" in their row, and then looked at the sheriffs who rolled all over the Western top hats. He tightly held his face because he wanted to laugh, and he was thinking: "Go to write the "Memorial for the Selection of Love" for His Majesty in a while, and the beginning was "congratulations to His Majesty"!

Why does every memorial start with this word recently? Haha!

Your Majesty must be happy, I will also rise with the water, right? I really pray and promise to find such an errand!

Your Majesty is also amazing. When the internal election meeting was held two months ago, he asked: "What if the members of the parliament fight at all times? Are there any ways to stop you?

Unfortunately, I really don’t have wisdom and said, “Even the elected elites, although they don’t read much, are knowledgeable and well-behaved. How could they fight in the parliament? Your Majesty is too worried.

Now it seems that I am too naive to compare with him!

The truth is, this guy really knows how to do it! And it seems that he hasn't played enough yet!".

Yi Cheng took a step forward with gritted teeth and no matter the evil and good people, whoever complained first would have more benefits, and immediately reported the situation of the conflict just now to the judge.

Then Zheng Abao had already started to complain, and he pointed to Wang Yu's family and said, "Great [囧囧] Judge, the state-owned national law family has family rules. Where can I say it, I just leave. I have invested tens of thousands of yuan on Wang Yu's family. How can he get out of my treacherous position? Unless I pay back my money!"

Before he finished speaking, there were boos and opposition around him: the people and the emperor refuted indignation.

Fang Bingsheng, whose glasses were hanging on his nose, narrowed his eyes and spoke in anger. Not to mention how badly he was beaten just now, he was furious and unable to see clearly, he shouted: "Master Bao, you have joined me in the capital, but as soon as he arrived at Long 1", he went back on his word and tore off my witness and withdrew me! He also said that he was free to advance and retreat, why did you change the statement when you got to Boss Wang?"

"Are you a gang? Are you a gang? Are you a black man? You are going to kidnap Boss Wang!" Song Dongsheng clenched his fists and yelled.

"That's right, the gang is the most annoying." Is it necessary to have three swords and six holes in the era?" Weng Quanguang shone across the panda's eyes, his eyes glaring at the guy next to him in the narrow gap.

The judge stretched his hands straight down and pressed them down to stop the noise. Then he thought for a while and said, "Zheng Abao, you buy lottery tickets for me, which is a transaction with the lottery ticket company. How much money can you buy lottery tickets for me has nothing to do with Boss Wang himself. As for the lottery? That's the freedom to advance and retreat, this is not a prison. Let the Wang Yu family decide for themselves."

Wang Yu's family, who was slightly standing behind, had a swollen face. "Didn't look at Zheng Abao, but went to see Zhang Qijie, who was covered in dirt next to him." The latter turned his face away. He raised his hand high and said loudly again: "Great [Jiangjie] Lord Judge, I quit! Unless the other party repents to his behavior."

"Boss Wang, it's a good thing!" Minjiezhu and Huang En were so excited that they burst into tears. Really, because they beat themselves up and got this result." Finally, it was a contribution. The so-called person who saved people has a better impression of the other party than the person who was saved.

"Repent to you!" Zheng Abao growled lowly, clenched his fists hard, and the blue veins in his temples were exposed.

The judge nodded and continued, "The matter of Wang Yu's family has been resolved. Let's talk about the fact that you fight in the yamen and despise the court. You are all imperial elites and abide by the law on weekdays. Today is the first crime, so just contempt is fined: but punishment and alertness are indispensable. The Civil Law stipulates that such behavior is fined 10 yuan. I know you are all rich people, so the penalty amount is particularly increased. Each person involved in the fight is fined 50 yuan. 10 yuan is handed over to the Guan Jiong Mansion, and the remaining 40 yuan is distributed to the Longchuan Catholic Church and the Presbyterian Church. "Do you have any opinions?"

"Old man wise" the villain has no objection..." a group of people said weakly.

"Inspector Ou, come here and register and collect a fine for them." The judge shouted.

At this time, everyone started to talk, mainly because the people and the emperor were celebrating each other happily. There were only two candidates left in the self-wrenching and self-wrenching: Zheng Abao's side was naturally silent, and some people sighed and no one spoke.

There was also a voice from Wang Yu's family coming from behind: "Lao Ou, I was beaten up. Later, Lao Lin and Lao Zhuang hugged me one by one with a big embarrassing leg. I couldn't move, so I didn't do anything at all. So I can't pay the fine."

This bastard is still serious!

Zheng Abao was so angry that his teeth were chewing.

At this moment, Song Dongsheng looked at the wound on his subordinate Weng Quanguang's face and shouted sternly: "Idiot! Why are you beaten into dark circles! How can you go out to compete for [囧] in this way? Don't you know how to fight back? What's wrong with you hit Zheng Abao twice? I'll support you! You don't need to have a chance! Do you know martial arts? Is the divine fist blowing? Isn't it useful to use a waste!"

Song Dongsheng's tone to Weng Quanguang was completely the tone of his father to his son. It was normal for him to be a very fierce father. Except for the strange man like Wang Yu's family, who wouldn't want to hold a big hug? As soon as Huang En stepped into Longchuan Hall, he controlled the entire hall almost immediately. It was Weng Quanguang's Supreme Emperor who was more and more like a servant to Weng Quanguang. However, Weng Quanguang was willing to be a hug-skinned father several times. However, the other party felt that this was too high and did not agree to make "dad..." curse for a few words. Beating is a kiss or love, and as long as you have money, you will compare.

But Weng Quanguang was in a bad mood today: he was beaten by Zheng Abao and his nose was bruised and swollen. For many years, no one has slapped himself in the face like this? He even made "Dad." scold himself, which was so fueled. He was so angry that he was brave enough to open his swollen and painful eyelids, and turned his head to whisper to Zheng Abao who was gritting his teeth and was ecstatic: "Young Master Bao, I'll tell the truth, I'm taking it away today. Do you know, I've practiced internal skills, and internal skills are killing people, and I don't want to die!"

"What are you?" Zheng Abao was so angry that he couldn't find a place to vent his embarrassment. He suddenly heard the "panda" beside him dared to provoke. He immediately glared over, looked at Weng Quanguang with his eyes, and sneered: "You are the skill of a three-legged cat, can you still kill me? Fart, you and that fat man are both useless! It's not that the whole family doesn't enter the whole family!"

Weng Quan was furious and shouted, "Master Bao, I know you are an elite! But don't look down on the ability of the ancestor Jiongzong. Back then, Bodhidharma crossed the river with one reed, Grandpa Guan cut six doors with a knife, and Old Man Li fought cattle across the mountain, all of them were internal kung fu! I am a civilized person, and I have practiced internal kung fu." Instead, I tied my hands and feet and couldn't open it, so I started to do it.

"Do you sell medicinal medicine? I'm so disgusting. Do you know the boxing ring in Beijing? Let's fight the ring, I'll beat you eight people like me! What other people are there for internal and external families? I'll be so disgusting!..." Zheng Abao shouted viciously.

Weng Quan Guang tightly gritted his teeth. This little Wang Wang bastard is so hateful. It would be fine if he beat him up, but he even dismantled his own station: If everyone doesn’t believe in internal kung fu, he “divine boxing training class.” What should I do? He gritted his teeth and stretched out and said, “It seems that Mr. Bao is not convinced. Why don’t we fight fairly again? Let’s do it a few times?”

"I still want to fight? That's your trick?" Zheng Abao was shocked. At this moment, Ou Xingsun held his police officer hat and laughed and nodded and bowed to collect the money. Zheng Abao looked at Weng Quanguang who looked at him with an angry eyes and sneered: "I have to pay 50 for a beat. Are you worth 50?"

Weng Quanguang was so angry that he saw Ou Xingsun coming over, "to reach into his suit and take out cash, and he took out a handful of money" and "it was more than one hundred yuan.

He usually doesn't bring so much cash, but he can't help but be framed by Zi Yuyu and went to prison. He became Song Dongsheng's follower, and asked him for money in everything. "Who will bring money if he doesn't bring money?

He shook a stack of money in his hand at Zheng Abao, and Weng Quanguang said, "Young Master Bao" You don't need to pay, I'll pay for you! Go out of the yamen, let's have another competition!"

After saying that, he withdrew his hands very brightly and threw the banknotes all over the floor.

This is actually because Weng Quanguang's forehead was hot and he was insulted by this mistress from the capital. He had to try to regain his face. With his thoughts, Zheng Abao's identity was definitely not going to agree to fight each other like him, so he could speak loudly," and seemed to want to fight with Zheng Abao very much.

In this way, after Zheng Abao refused, he went out to brag: "I really want to compete with Young Master Bao for real Chinese martial arts, but he was afraid." He refused. Look, he was frightened."

However, he withdrew the money from the ground. Before Zheng Abao could speak, the judge who was about to leave saw his withdrawal of money. He thought that Weng Quanguang was dissatisfied with Judgment Jue. He immediately became furious and pointed at the money on the ground and shouted: "What? Are you despising me?"

Turning his head, he realized that he had made a big mistake. Weng Quan kept his hands calmly in withdrawing money, and his mouth opened into a 0-shaped shape. The big [囧囧] The judge's official is more terrifying than many officials. People know that they have a bit of a golden attitude. Once the judgment is pronounced, it will be a golden jade and a law, and the code will be added. In the future, the judgment will be judged according to the rules every year, and the real life and death can be determined at any time.

Before he could react, Song Dongsheng rushed over and grabbed Weng Quanguang's collar. He slapped two big slaps on the face on the front and back. It was already swollen. After two strokes, the skin was shiny. Then he turned around and pressed Weng Quanguang's back neck. The two bowed deeply to the judge together and said, "My candidate is a rough man. I didn't just despise your official power, but wanted to make an appointment to fight Zheng Abao. Of course, he was too rough!"

The judge laughed in his nose and said, "So powerful? Get rid of the money? Then you two pay an extra 200 fine. Remember, you are stepping on the land of the yamen, this is a sacred place. Facing me, as a judge, God asked us to do our own duties. It is my birth duty to take justice for you, and it is your duty to be loyal to the emperor and love God, abide by order, and respect the power and the nobles... "

".Affect your teachings. I will definitely educate my candidates when I go back." Song Dongsheng nodded and said.

As soon as the judge left, Song Dongsheng grabbed Weng Quanguang's ear and twisted it hard, and said viciously: "It's over. Why are you looking for trouble to pick Zheng Abao? I almost offended the judge! You're done with just one sentence! I've said Shanzhu's lesson so many times! Why don't you listen! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain! Constrain!

All the yards were calling the driver to leave, the reporter yelled outside the door, the sheriff was ordering money, and the servants were cleaning the messy front yard, everyone was noisy, but no one paid attention in the corner of the front yard of the yamen, officials and prisoners from Long 1 sat neatly against the wall, keeping a stunned posture and expression.

The Heyuan County Magistrate turned his head and asked the Director of the Public Security Bureau: "Did you see? They were fighting just now! If there is an election in our place, can you cover it?"

Director Li turned his head with his eyes wide open, nodded repeatedly and said, "I work hard... no, no problem! Longchuan is so scary. As expected, poor mountains and bad waters are full of ruthless people. Even if we are elected, we should be much more elegant and kind, right?"

Huang Laopi, who was between the two, frowned and asked, "My parents, is this the upper class? It's no different from us. I just started fighting with a disagreement, and the fight was rolling all over the ground. I remember that the same was true for the vendors in the vegetable market in front of my house.

"Bad, what are you? You still criticize them? They can buy several such goods like you with a tie! Is this the West learning or not? This is "and no,!" The county magistrate and the director were furious at the same time and waved to beat him.

At this moment, the county magistrate who turned around and reached out and glared at the man sitting among the two Heyuan sheriffs next to him and shouted: "Hey! Why is that mixed-minded egg who attacked the police with bricks sitting here?"

"Damn it! Help me! Beat him to death!" Huang Laopi saw Pan Jinxing and separated him from him, and immediately fell into the arms of the county magistrate.

Pan Jinxing stood up from the two sheriffs, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, "Yi Song is really evil, rituals and music are corrupt, and morality is degraded. No wonder he is turning black and white to me. What are these? He is so identifiable and beaten up in groups! Well, they are all like beasts..." Then he lowered his head and looked at his empty hands and asked, "Where is my brick? Who took it over just now?"

"You madman, get out of here!" Heyuan and others shouted in unison.
Chapter completed!