"Yang is interrogating these gangsters. I wonder why Hu Banxian came here? Is it that these gangsters have any unknown relationship with you fellow Taoists?"

Yang Fan sneered, and there was a sense of fighting each other, and the implication was already very obvious.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding townsmen also showed some suspicion on their faces.

Indeed, Hu Banxian came too coincidental. As the gangster was about to tell the story of the mastermind behind the scenes, he appeared.

"Hahaha... Mr. Yang's words are bad. These people are all villagers of the "Wuliu Town". Although they are not doing their jobs and are idle, the master is neither an official constable nor an official of the current dynasty. What right does he have to interrogate them?"

Hu Banxian waved the whisk gently, and the smile on his face became brighter.

Jiang is still old, so Hu Banxian is openly not talking about reason with Yang Fan, but instead uses secular laws to suppress the other party.

After all, this is the secular world. If these low-level monks act in the secular world, they still have to abide by the laws and regulations.

Of course, secular laws cannot restrict the number of things that are harmful to nature in private. There is no right monk to meddle in other people's business. If you do something shocking and scammers, it is a different matter.

"The truth is free from people's hearts... These gangsters usually do whatever they want in the town, and the people all hate it."

"However, since Hu Banxian pleaded for them, Yang will let them go for the time being. As for the so-called behind-the-scenes instructor, Yang will not pursue it. I think everyone can understand it in their hearts..."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, but he took advance as a retreat and put Hu Banxian as a thug to protect the gangster.

As long as you are a smart person, you will involuntarily point the behind-the-scenes instructions in your heart and connect it with Hu Banxian.

However, Hu Banxian already has a considerable prestige in the town, and in the hearts of many people with solidified thoughts, it is no different from the gods. Therefore, Yang Fan did not intend to defeat him at once, which is unrealistic.

"Don't swear at someone...

A trace of haze flashed in Hu Banxian's eyes, but was replaced by a few sneers: "I heard that Mr. Yang was the first genius of the Yang family in the south, but for some reason, I have returned to the secular world to open a clinic and compete for my job with me."

Since he knew that Yang Fan had scattered his achievements and became a useless person, he now deliberately mentioned this matter, obviously trying to touch the weak point in the other party's heart.

"The first genius of the Yang family in the south is just a false reputation, so why bother? You are not good at cultivating immortals, but you pretend to be a god and ghost in this secular place and confuse the people, which will only make the people of your fellow disciples laugh."

Yang Fan was calm and composed, and there was a calmness and calmness in his words. It was obviously a calmness and calmness from the bottom of his heart, not a discourse of right and wrong.

In contrast, Hu Banxian's face looked a little ugly, and Yang Fanyi's righteous words were faintly showing a trend of combining with the surrounding natural forces.

In terms of momentum, Yang Fan surpassed Hu Banxian.

"Okay, okay! What Mr. Yang meant is that he looked down on us folk cultivators? If this is true, we will fight and see the truth under our hands."

Hu Banxian laughed instead of anger. With a wave of the whisk in his hand, a cold wind was generated out of thin air, whistling endlessly, which made the surrounding people and the people amazed, and all looked at him with awe.

"Fellow Daoist was just talking about secular laws with Yang, but now he wants to solve the problem with violence."

Yang Fan shook his head and sighed: "Sorry... Yang rejected your improper request."

If we talk about the fighting method, although both are at the same level, Yang Fan claims to have a 90% chance of winning. It is not easy to beat him, a casual cultivator. Some time ago, Yang Fan exhausted two well-trained late-stage qi-refining cultivators.

However, Yang Fan now only wants to enter the immortal world as a pharmacist, which can invisibly reduce his threat in the eyes of the enemy.

If people know that not only his pharmacist is extraordinary in medical skills, he is even stronger than his cultivators of the same level. How could those enemies hidden in the dark, such as the Yang family in Kyoto, let him develop with satisfaction? I am afraid that they would kill him in the cradle early.

"You..." Hu Banxian was suffocated and immediately sneered: "Since that's the case, what qualifications do you have to look down on us casual cultivators?"

Yang Fanyi said righteously: "As a pharmacist, Yang is based on saving the world and loving the world. He treats diseases without asking about harmony, wealth and honor, immortals and ordinary people, and he disdains to pretend to be a god and fool ordinary people. How can you compare to the paths like these..."

A faintly, a sense of righteousness emerged from Yang Fan's body, with a grand voice and a sonorous and clear speech. Coupled with his proud and heroic posture, it added a bit of momentum.

In contrast, Hu Banxian had a stingy face and a slutty face, and was as thin as a firewood. Under such a momentum, he was immediately confused.

"Hahaha... Mr. Yang is so eloquent!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gorgeously dressed national face came over. He was about thirty or forty years old. He was powerful without anger. He had the temperament of a superior and his voice was loud and powerful.

"Mayor!"

"Master of the Town!"

The people around all exclaimed, and many people even took the initiative to show respect, and their eyes showed respect from the bottom of their hearts.

The visitor was Liu Degui, the mayor of Wuliu Town.

"Mayor Liu, you are finally here. Please help me explain. This Yang boy is really trying to make a fuss about his words."

When Hu Banxian saw Liu Degui coming, he looked happy and greeted him.

Liu Degui was the mayor of Wuliu Town for ten years. He was highly respected and very popular, and his talent was quite good. He developed such a small town with prosperity and prosperity, and was respected by the people.

If Hu Banxian stood with Liu Degui, with their prestige and momentum, they would be completely beyond the reach of Yang Fan, a young boy.

"It turned out to be Mayor Liu."

Yang Fan smiled slightly and gave a polite gift to show respect.

Liu Degui didn't take this little detail to heart. He knew that Yang Fan was not an ordinary person, and that it was rare to be worthwhile if the other party had such a posture.

"Liu said a few fair words. Both of them are pharmacists in the town, and their identities are unusual. You must not hurt the harmony of a small clinic. It is better to live in harmony, compete fairly, and make the town more prosperous."

Liu Fugui smiled and said that his remarks were very reasonable in normal times.

Unfortunately, the dispute and contradiction between the two clinics in Wuliu Town is not about money at all.

"Haha, the town said it well, we need to compete fairly."

Yang Fan smiled very well and clenched the word "fairness".

Of course, Hu Banxian could hear the implication and sneered: "Fair competition, who is afraid of whom? Do you dare to ask if Yang Yaoshi dares to take on the next fair competition?"

He suddenly bit the word "pharmacist" very tightly.

"Please say, but Yang refused to fight properly..." Yang Fan said with a smile, and could guess something vaguely.

"Since you don't accept the battle and respect yourself as a pharmacist, then let's make a bet. Mayor Liu's daughter is seriously ill and even plagued by evil spirits. After my repeated treatment, I cannot completely eradicate the root cause of the disease. However, in the past two days, I have come up with a method and am 80% sure that I can cure Mayor Liu's daughter."

"The bet is like this. If you claim to be a superb medical skill, you can cure the disease of the mayor's daughter. Only in this way can I, Hu Banxian, admit your strength..."

Hu Banxian’s Taoism with bad intentions.

"Okay, Yang takes it."

Before Yang Fan could finish his words, he took on this challenge.

"Okay, okay, then I'll give Yang Yaoshi seven days."

Hu Banxian was ulterior motives. Seeing Yang Fan agreeing so readily, a little joy appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!