Inside Poh Chi Lam, there was a scene of mourning. Because there were too many patients, there were even many injured commoners lying on the ground.
"Don't move, the wound will bleed." Thirteenth Aunt carried an injured person into the inner hall for treatment while instructing the injured commoners who wanted to get up.
Huang Fei-hung had just taken out the bullet from a commoner's body. He wiped the blood-stained cloth with both hands and walked out of the hall. Looking at the injured person who was lying on the ground with a knife wound, he said to Ya Casu, "Ah Su, quickly bring the Jinchuang Ointment over!"
"Yes, Master!" Ya Casu ran into the hall to get the ointment.
Just when Huang Fei-hung finished applying the ointment to the injured person, Ling Yunkai suddenly rushed out of the inner hall and shouted, "Master, Master, it's bad. Uncle Zheng's wound can't stop bleeding. Master, quickly go in and take a look!"
"What?" Huang Fei-hung was shocked. His figure flashed and quickly arrived at the recuperation room. He saw an old man lying on the bed, and the wound on his chest was bleeding non-stop.
"What's going on? Wasn't it already healed?" Huang Fei-hung walked to the side of the bed and pulled open the old man's chest. He carefully examined the wound. The wound that had stopped bleeding was now gushing out, and soon, the old man's clothes were dyed red.
"No, I don't know. He was fine just now." Ling Yunkai stood at the side and was at a loss. He looked like he was about to cry.
"No, this can't go on." Huang Fei-hung saw that Uncle Zheng's wound was bleeding more and more. He said to Ling Yunkai, "Ah Kai, go to Ah Hsuan's room and take out his medical kit. Ah Su, go get a basin of hot water. Hurry up! "
Ling Yunkai quickly brought over the medical kit that Ye Xuan had exchanged earlier. Huang Fei-hung had already asked Ye Xuan about the surgical instruments and medicine in the medical kit. He quickly stopped Uncle Zheng's bleeding, disinfected, and stitched him up. After working for more than an hour, Uncle Zheng was finally out of danger.
"Phew! Now, as long as Uncle Zheng has a good rest, there shouldn't be any big problems. " Huang Feihong took a deep breath and washed his blood-stained hands in the basin. A smile appeared on his face as he spoke.
"That's right. It's all thanks to Junior Brother that you left behind this medicine box. Otherwise, Uncle Zheng would be in danger." Ling Yunkai said happily. However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that his master, Thirteenth Aunt, and fellow disciples around him had all quietened down. No one knew what they were thinking.
"That's right. I wonder how Ah Hsuan is doing now?" Huang Fei-hung gazed at the sky through the window.
…
"Go away, go away!"
At a place where notices were posted in the city, a few bailiffs pushed away the commoners who were gathered in front of the notice board. They took out a wanted poster and pasted it on the notice board. Then, they pointed at the newly pasted portrait and said loudly, "Look carefully. Look carefully. Have any of you seen this person before?"
"Have you seen this person before?"
"No, I haven't seen him before."
"Who is this?"
"Can't you read? Can't you see for yourself?"
"F * ck, I can't read. Are you f * cking mocking me?"
Hearing the bailiffs' words, more and more people gathered around to watch the commotion. They all pointed at the portrait in front of the notice board and discussed animatedly.
"Quiet down! Quiet down! " The bailiffs standing in front clapped his hands and pointed at the portrait. "This person is the disciple of Poh Chi Lam Huang Fei-hung. His name is Ye Xuan. Look carefully. He is now a criminal of the Court. Anyone who dares to protect him will be punished by this person. This morning at the theater, he killed General Wigans of England and the bodyguard of the Americans, Tiger. This person has committed a heinous crime and the government has put a bounty on his head. If anyone finds his whereabouts and reports it to the Yamen, the Court will reward him with 100 Dragon Ocean. If anyone can capture this person, the Court will reward him with 1,000 Dragon Ocean. "
"Alright, let's go to the next place!" After saying that, the bailiffs waved his hand and led his people to the next place with the notice.
After the bailiffs left, the crowd immediately swarmed forward and started discussing fervently.
"This person is Huang Fei-hung's disciple. I think I've seen him before."
"I can't believe someone dares to kill foreigners. As expected of Huang Fei-hung's disciple."
"It's better not to have such a disciple. I heard that Poh Chi Lam is surrounded by bailiffs. It seems like the Admiral is going to seal Poh Chi Lam. If his disciple escapes, Huang Fei-hung and Poh Chi Lam will be in trouble. "
"Wow, if we know his whereabouts, we'll get 100 Dragon Ocean. If we catch him, we'll be rich. I'll go look for him!"
The crowd gradually dispersed, but no one noticed a middle-aged man in a silver-grey suit, hat, and sunglasses. His face was sallow, and he had three strands of short beard around his mouth. No one would think that this middle-aged man had anything to do with the person on the notice, let alone that this middle-aged man was Ye Xuan.
In order to maintain his current appearance, Ye Xuan had spent 1,000 Cultivation Points to buy a disguise ointment from the system. Looking at the face on the notice, Ye Xuan's lips curled into a cold smile. He turned around and walked in the direction of Poh Chi Lam.
Seeing Poh Chi Lam from afar, Ye Xuan saw bailiffs standing in front of Poh Chi Lam's door. They were moving the training weapons out of Poh Chi Lam.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a place sealed before?" Ye Xuan walked to the door of Poh Chi Lam and looked inside curiously. However, he was glared at and shouted at by the bailiffs who were registering the weapons that were being moved out.
A cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. He immediately realized that this was inappropriate. He quickly lowered his head to avoid the bailiffs noticing anything amiss and walked to the side.
"Aiya!" Just as Ye Xuan walked to the side, a cry of pain came from inside Poh Chi Lam. Subsequently, a bailiff was beaten out of Poh Chi Lam.
"So be it. Why did you move the things away? Take them back! "Wang Shirong's voice came from inside Poh Chi Lam. Ye Xuan moved to the corner of the alley and watched from the side. He saw Wang Shirong chase away the bailiffs who were moving the weapons. He wanted to move the weapons out of the door back into Poh Chi Lam.
"Beating up bailiffs?" When the bailiffs saw that Wang Shirong wanted to resist, they swarmed forward and wanted to snatch the weapons back.
"Scram!" Wang Shirong's body shook and shook away the bailiffs.
"Shirong, what are you doing? Are you so bored that you want to pick a fight with someone? " Huang Fei-hung was treating the wounds of the injured. When he heard the commotion outside, he walked out and saw Wang Shirong quarreling with the bailiffs. He shouted angrily.
"Master, they are taking advantage of the situation! I will take the weapons back! "Wang Shirong looked at Huang Fei-hung and explained.
"So what? You want to fight? " Looking at his impulsive eldest disciple, who only knew how to stir up trouble when the Bao Zhi Forest was already in such a state, Huang Feihong was very disappointed. He shouted angrily, "I'll fight you!"
"Alright, let's go together!" Wang Shirong thought that Huang Fei-hung wanted to snatch the weapons back. He turned around happily and was about to rush towards the bailiffs.
"Stop, I'll fight you!" Huang Feihong picked up a wooden shield from the ground and threw it at Wang Shirong, his face full of anger.
"Master, you want to fight with me?" Wang Shirong grabbed the wooden shield in a fluster. He looked at the furious Huang Feihong, and his face was filled with anger.
"Where do you like to fight? Is this the place? " Seeing Wang Shirong looking at him with the wooden shield, Huang Fei-hung moved his leg and used his knee to kick Wang Shirong out of Poh Chi Lam. Wang Shirong fell heavily on the ground.
"You want me to enter the bailiffs as soon as possible, right? Hmph! "Huang Fei-hung snorted coldly," If not, don't interfere with me saving people. "After that, he turned around and walked in disappointedly.
"Master …" Wang Shirong looked at Huang Fei-hung's disappearing figure with a wronged expression.
"You really know how to sail with the wind, using us to cross the bridge!" The bailiffs at the side looked at Wang Shirong who was standing there blankly and laughed like a villain.
"Do you think I don't have to catch you like this?"
"Move aside, you're in the way."
"The pork seller is really smart!"
Hearing the ridicule from the bailiffs, Wang Shirong looked at the entrance of Poh Chi Lam with a lonely expression. Suddenly, he turned around and walked to the corner of the wall. He silently knelt down in front of the entrance of Poh Chi Lam.
Ye Xuan stood at the corner of the wall not far away. He looked at Wang Shirong who was kneeling on the ground, the bailiffs who were moving the weapons out, and the irritable Huang Fei-hung. Ye Xuan clenched his fists tightly.
… …
"Fei-hung!" There were many injured people lying on the ground in the inner hall. Thirteenth Aunt suddenly saw a mark on the hand of an injured middle-aged man in ragged clothes. She called out to Huang Fei-hung who was also rescuing people at the side.
"What mark?" Huang Fei-hung tilted his head and asked with a frown.
"It's the Aral number, Jackson. Could it be the name of Jishan's ship?" Thirteenth Aunt took a closer look and turned to look at Huang Fei-hung.
"Oh!" The middle-aged man suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed in shock. He shrank in the corner of the wall and looked at Huang Fei-hung.
"Don't be afraid, I'm Huang Fei-hung!" Huang Fei-hung quickly comforted him with a pleasant expression, "You're injured. If you move around, it will affect your wound."
"You're Master Huang, help me …" When the middle-aged man heard that it was Huang Fei-hung, he immediately knelt in front of Huang Fei-hung.
"Get up … Uncle, where did you come from?" Huang Fei-hung helped the middle-aged man up.
"Jinshan," said the middle-aged man.
"Jinshan?" Huang Fei-hung asked in surprise.
"Our ship was sailing across the ocean, but there was no medicine to treat us. Many of us were thrown into the ocean halfway. When we reached Jinshan, our bodies were marked like pigs. It turned out that we were cheated by those China compradors. We signed a contract to sell ourselves, and we owed them money for our travel and meals. Many of us wanted to escape, but they were beaten to death. I gritted my teeth and finally came back. I … Master Huang … I … "The middle-aged man spoke, and in the end, he began to sob uncontrollably.
"Uncle, don't worry. You've already returned to Foshan." Thirteenth Aunt's heart softened when she heard the middle-aged man's words. She comforted him with tears in her eyes.
"Yes, Uncle. Rest for a while. I'll think of a solution for you. I'll send you home as soon as possible. Rest first! " When Huang Fei-hung heard the middle-aged man's words, he remembered the compradors from China bragging about Jinshan not long ago. He hated those traitors, but he still comforted the middle-aged man first.
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