Yao Shang glanced behind Wen Liang and found that the place where Wei Yan was standing was empty. A flash of pain appeared in the depths of her eyes. She nodded slightly and took a step back.
Although she didn't know what Wen Liang was going to do, her confidence in this boy, to put it with a hint of feminine sentimentality, was even greater than her confidence in Wei Qiwen.
Of course, it doesn't mean that in Yao Shang's cognition, Wen Liang has become someone who surpasses Wei Qiwen, but the Biluochun incident has left too deep an impression in her mind and heart. She can never forget the shadow of the young man who calmed down the tea farmers' unrest with a smile and solved the reform dilemma with a wave of his hand.
The woman saw another person come in. Judging from the noise and the manner, he seemed to be quite important, but her expression was very impatient. She asked, "Who are you?"
Wen Liang ignored her and said to Shi Ruyang who was still groaning: "The ambulance will be here soon. Let's go to the town's clinic for some simple treatment..."
The woman was enraged by his disregard and said, "If you don't hear what I say, this little rascal won't go anywhere for less than an hour!"
Wen Liang still didn't even bother to look at her, and turned to Wang Dazhi and said, "Director Wang, please help maintain order. It's just a small dispute, don't gather so many people!"
Wang Dazhi hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Yao Shang nod, he didn't bother to guess Wen Liang's identity. He quickly responded with a low head and turned around, becoming ferocious and shouting, "Disperse, disperse, go do what you need to do, there is nothing to see, I will count to three, and anyone who doesn't leave will be taken back to the station for questioning."
In those days, the common people still had a deep fear of the big hats, and they dispersed without waiting for Wang Dazhi to speak. When the place was cleared and no one was paying attention to this place except for a few idle people hiding in the distance with their hands folded and peeking, Wen Liang whispered a few words to Yao Shang. She occasionally showed surprise on her face, but nodded obediently, walked to Wang Dazhi, and whispered something.
Wen Liang did not stop and walked straight to the teahouse opposite. The woman who had been ignored suddenly stretched out her hand, blocked Wen Liang, and said angrily: "Didn't you see that someone was talking to you? Are you blind and deaf?"
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Miss, I hope you can still be so confident when I come down from the teahouse..."
The woman had always acted high and mighty, and was extremely arrogant. She didn't hesitate to beat people and break their fingers. She was not even afraid when Yao Shang revealed her identity and the police were about to arrest her. But when she heard Wen Liang's words, she was startled and her voice weakened by eight degrees. She said, "You, you recognize..."
Wen Liang said calmly: "Do you recognize me? Do I need to explain to you?"
The woman's eyes wandered, and she dared not look Wen Liang in the eye again. She held out her hand and retracted it obediently. Wen Liang walked away and said, "Remember what I said, forgive others when you can, don't turn a reasonable thing into an unreasonable one. That's not being powerful, that's low IQ!"
After saying this, without even looking at the woman's expression, he came to the front of the building, exhaled lightly, and then went upstairs calmly as if he was meeting a friend or a guest.
On the second floor, near the railings, there are six gorgeously dressed women sitting at three tables. At first glance, all six of them are equally beautiful, but upon closer inspection, it is discovered that some are fashionable, some are pure, some are charming, some are amorous, some are capable, and some are cool. Together with the unruly girl downstairs, the seven people have seven completely different styles, as if they have gathered together the beauties of different professions, different life backgrounds and different temperaments from all directions, which is a feast for the eyes and a breathtaking sight.
When Wen Liang walked up, the six women turned their heads and kept looking at him, with expressions of curiosity, disdain and laughter. It was only then that they saw the woman wearing sunglasses who they had just glimpsed from below sitting at the innermost part of the Kingdom of Fragrance. If they didn't look carefully, it would be almost difficult to detect her presence.
She had her back to Wen Liang, her body wrapped in a simple, plain yet slightly loose black windbreaker. Her long black hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. The half of her fingertips exposed from her sleeves tapped lightly on the wooden railing, presenting a paleness that was frightening.
Apart from the tips of her fingers and her back, she had no external features that could be used to judge her background, identity, appearance, and personality. She did not have curvy curves, beautiful body, or the distinct features of the six women, but she did not look weird. If it were another ordinary person, perhaps under the spell of so many beauties, they would not even look at her and would simply ignore this woman.
But Wen Liang was not an ordinary person after all. Even though he was still more than ten meters away from the railing, his heart was already tense with anxiety.
It's not panic, it's not fear, nor is it the excessive secretion of hormones caused by a man seeing a woman, but rather it's an instinct like a hunter seeing a wild beast, or a lion encountering a tiger.
Dangerous, powerful, and cold. Compared with her, the other six women are just little girls who have not grown up, green and immature, innocent, like fireflies beside the bright moon, not worth a single glance.
Wen Liang had just taken two steps forward when two women stood up from the tables on both sides of the aisle, crossed their hands, and coldly blocked his way. This was a turn of events that even Wen Liang had not expected, because these two people were inconspicuous, drinking tea, eating melon seeds, and eating desserts on the plate, one of them even dropped a few crumbs, no different from ordinary women, but when they stopped him, their eyes were like the light of a tempered knife, sharp, fierce, and fierce, enough to make eagles and vultures flee far away and tigers and leopards bow their heads.
There are eight other people like this around the woman, who are protecting her in the safest space. No matter where or at what angle something happens on the second floor, they can react immediately.
However, with Wen Liang's current Qi cultivation skills, this sudden change did not change his expression. He took a step back, smiling, to show that he had no ill intentions. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the woman's flute voice: "Let him come over!"
The two women immediately withdrew their hands and sat back as if nothing had happened. They acted so casually and lightly that they did not even alert the other tea drinkers on the second floor. Everything was done quietly, as if they had not moved at all from beginning to end.
Wen Liang had never seen or even heard of such people with such skills. In his mind, he silently compared them with the two people from the Eighth Bureau sent by Ning Xi from the capital, and the result surprised him slightly.
Smiling face and facial paralysis, there is no chance of winning!
When I looked at the dark back again, my gentle eyes narrowed quietly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)