Li Wentong asked casually: "Diet?"

The black tiger explored Feng Menglong's breath and said, "It seems that he is not dead, but it is not much worse."

Li Wentong: "I'll let him wake up with cold water and make me ruined my reputation and become the laughing stock of others. I won't let him go so easily."

Feng Menglong was aroused by the cold water and woke up slowly.

Li Wentong pointed to Feng Menglong's right hand and said viciously: "It's a rumor made by this hand. You dare to say that I'm crazy. Heihu, I'm broken for me!"

The black tiger grabbed Feng Menglong's hand and hit his knee. With a "click", Feng Menglong's hand broke with a sound. Feng Menglong screamed and fainted again.

Li Wentong: "Wake him up again and lift him up."

The black tiger poured its head down with another scoop of cold water. Feng Menglong woke up again and moaned nonstop.

Li Wentong patted Feng Menglong's face and whispered: "Do you feel very painful now? Do you feel more comfortable in death? Don't worry, I won't let you die. Death is too cheap. You should live well, so that you can taste the taste of my revenge."

Li Wentong pushed Feng Menglong and whispered: "Take off his clothes!"

The evil slaves rushed forward, and the sound of cracking silk continued to sound, and soon they stripped Feng Menglong's clothes to pieces.

An old man couldn't stand it and whispered: "Let me give some face to the scholars."

When an evil slave heard this, he punched the old man's tooth and knocked off two more teeth, which scared the onlookers so much that they dared not speak again.

Li Wentong pointed to the pillar of the hotel next to him and said, "Tie this bastard here so that people in the capital can see his jokes."

The restaurant owner was not willing to provoke such a thing, but seeing Li Wentong's slaves were so vicious, they dared not speak and hid in the store and did not come out.

It is late October autumn now, and the weather in the north is very cold. Feng Menglong was tied to a pillar, and his body and mind were severely damaged. He gradually became unconscious. The cold wind blew across the branches, bringing down one or two remaining dead leaves.

Hou Huiqing brought Wu Huping to the scene. Li Wentong was gone, leaving only Feng Menglong, who was unconscious, tied to the pillar.

Zhu Cheng and Zhu Youjian were so angry that they gritted their teeth as they listened to Hou Huiqing's crying.

Feng Menglong has been teaching Zhu Youjian recently, and the relationship between the master and the apprentice has become deeper and deeper. Hearing that Feng Menglong was insulted like this, Zhu Youjian said angrily: "Brother Cheng, give me ten guards and I will destroy him."

Zhu Cheng took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "Don't be impulsive, Ah Jian."

Zhu Youjian said: "Mr. Feng's life and death are unpredictable now. I can't help him share the pain. Can't even avenge help him avenge him?"

As he said that, Zhu Youjian burst into tears.

Zhu Cheng said: "If you have a grudge, it is not a gentleman. Mr. Feng's grudge is our grudge. Don't worry, I will make Li Wentong worse than death, making him regret why he was born in this world."

Zhu Youjian nodded and said, "I feel relieved if Brother Cheng says this. It seems that few of the people who have made enemies with Brother Cheng have a good ending."

There was a sound of horse hooves outside the door, and Wu Huping pushed the door in and knelt on the ground and said, "Master Qianhu, the last general Wu Huping has not done anything well."

Zhu Youjian was so anxious that he had just stopped tears flowed out again: "Didn't he invite Mr. Shi Long's friend?"

Wu Huping said: "I invited it, but I was just tied up. I was very convinced, but he just didn't come. It was either he never came to the hospital or it was too late. I was afraid that something would happen to Mr. Feng, so I tied up his family."

Zhu Cheng said: "Stand up, you do a very good job. We should be more domineering when doing things. Humph, a tiger does not show its power, and I am a sick cat. Today he can treat it, and even if it is not treated, it can be treated."

Zhu Cheng stepped out and saw Wu Huping picking out an old man about fifty years old from the carriage, knowing that he should be Shi Longyou, a famous doctor in the capital.

Zhu Cheng stepped forward and bowed deeply, saying, "Mr. Shi is polite. I invited you here today because I want to ask you to rejuvenate and save Mr. Feng Menglong."

Shi Longyou looked up arrogantly at the sky. Hearing the three words Feng Menglong, he turned to look at Zhu Cheng and asked anxiously: "Is Feng Menglong sick? Get rid of me quickly and let me treat him."

Zhu Cheng was stunned. He didn't say the threat, so Shi Longyou agreed to treat Feng Menglong. It seems that Feng Menglong is very famous. Although he is a poor writer, he is still respected by all walks of life.

Zhu Cheng used his eyes to signal the guards to unlock Shi Longyou's family. The children naturally let them go to the children's area of ​​the children's playground to play. The colorful toys quickly resolved their fear of being tied up. The female family members were handed over to Wei Honglian and Ke Qingqing to entertain him. The old and the young cooperated tacitly to make the female members happy.

Unlocking Shi Longyou's tie-up rope, Shi Longyou almost rushed into the room, and asked repeatedly, "Where is Feng Menglong? Where is Mr. Feng?"

Seeing Feng Menglong lying on the bed so miserably, Shi Longyou couldn't help but sigh: "Who did he attack Feng Menglong so much? After finding out, Baohetang will never treat him again."

After saying that, Shi Longyou whispered: "Xiao Liuzi, boil water and boil towels."

Zhu Cheng secretly admired Shi Longyou, indeed, is a famous doctor. He actually knew that disinfecting towels can reduce the patient's wound infection.

Shi Longyou treated Feng Menglong's head wound, and then pushed the fractured part on his arm back to its original position and clamped it with a wooden board. When Shi Longyou treated the injured part, Feng Menglong was not awake, but occasionally made a few faint moans in a daze.

Shi Longyou then took Feng Menglong's vein and frowned and said, "First, he was injured, and then he was cold, which was very dangerous."

When Hou Huiqing heard this, she let out a sad voice.

Shi Longyou said, "Miss, don't worry, I'll prescribe a pair of medicine first, you can take it. If he wakes up tomorrow morning, it will be fine if he takes the medicine for three days in a row. If he doesn't wake up tomorrow morning, prepare for his funeral."

After saying that, he wrote down the prescription little by little and handed it to Zhu Cheng: "Sir, please send someone to Baohetang with Xiao Liuzi to get medicine and bring my medicine box. In addition, put my old family back, I won't go back. I'll be here to stay. If there is anything, I can take care of it."

Zhu Cheng did as he did. After everything was settled, Zhu Cheng called Wu Huping and asked, "Do you know where Li Wentong's rotten watermelon live?"

Wu Huping and Zhu Cheng have been together for more than four years and have long known that "rotten watermelon" is Zhu Cheng's catchphrase and a swear word.

He said: "Grandmaster Qianhu, Li Wentong is a salt merchant in Shanxi. This time he came to Beijing to do business. It is said that he was an activity for his father Li Sancai. Li Sancai is a member of the Donglin Party. He has been unemployed in the past few years. I heard that the Donglin Party has gained power and wants to make a comeback. Li Wentong lives in Liansheng Inn, the most luxurious inn in the capital, Room 3, and the evil slave lives in Room 6, Dizi."

Zhu Cheng stared at Wu Huping in surprise and said, "Wu Huping, I find that you are getting more and more powerful, I'll ask ten questions and answers."

Wu Huping smiled and said, "I know you are unwilling to suffer a loss. When you pick up Mr. Feng home, you sent someone to find out about Li Wentong's news."

Zhu Cheng asked again: "How many people can be drawn to attack Li Wentong now."

Wu Huping said: "If you have a clear sword and a spear, the Jinyiwei and the guards of the children's playground can draw 47 people. If you cover your face with black clothes and go high, you can draw 12 people, including me."

Zhu Cheng said: "Okay, there are only 12 of you, I want you to do this..."

After listening to Zhu Cheng's words, Wu Huping said: "Master Qianhu, why are you so bad?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Zhu Cheng said viciously to himself: "So? Humph, I still have a 'poison' behind me. The price of bullying me is as high as you can imagine."
Chapter completed!