Chapter 57: Let's see if you are tough with your mouth or your body
a few days later.

In front of the tofu pudding stall.

"Last night, a conflict broke out between Changying Martial Arts School and Shanhe Martial Arts School. Several people died. The scene was really tragic." Old Lu told Lin Fan about the situation in a torrent of words.

Lin Fan held the bowl, drank tofu pudding, and nodded. He had no interest in the conflict between the two martial arts schools. Go ahead, do your thing.

Affiliated martial arts schools like theirs can only take the lead in this matter. The real battle still depends on their own disciples. After all, the disciples of the six sects are all supported by the martial arts schools.

There are rules and regulations, and you can't just withdraw whenever you want.

If you ask Bai Canghai or Pang Haichao to call on the apprentices to fight now, those apprentices would probably run away long ago, and might even refuse to pay their tuition fees.

"Son, son, where are you?"

At this time, a crazy woman with disheveled hair was wandering on the street like a zombie. People around her avoided her and some passers-by were caught and had to work hard to pry the woman's hands apart.

"Master Lin, she wasn't like this before, but her child was lost recently, so she started to become crazy."

Old Lu said helplessly that he was no longer surprised by such things. In previous years, there were always children lost in Ankang County, so he was used to it. Therefore, the people in the county who had children usually took good care of them.

Lin Fan looked at the woman and saw a wish on her head, which was to find her child back.

Many people know where these lost children have gone. The Black Stone Martial Arts School is definitely the culprit and there is no way they can escape. The Sanyuan Society is the dog of the Black Stone Martial Arts School, specializing in doing the dirty work.

After drinking the tofu pudding, he gave five cents and went towards the inspection office.

Currently, Shanhe Martial Arts School and Changying Martial Arts School are fighting.

He also had to find something to do.

Inspection Department.

"Master Lin." As soon as he arrived, a constable addressed him respectfully.

Lin Fan stopped and asked, "Can you shout again?"

The constable blinked, not understanding what Lord Lin was doing, but still said respectfully, "Lord Lin."

Hearing this "Lord Lin".

Lin Fan was in such a bad mood. He now had many identities: Master Lin, Lord Lin, and next in line was Manager Lin.

He patted the other person's shoulder, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked inside.

By now Mo Wangnian's leg injury has long been healed. The efficacy of the Black Jade Ointment is so powerful that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle medicine. If it were someone else, they would have kept the medicine well and would not have taken it out.

But in Lin Fan's opinion, this medicine is worth using on Mo Wangnian.

After all, in the entire Ankang County, only Mo Wangnian focuses on the Black Stone Martial Arts School. If something happens to him, no one will pay attention to these things.

"Brother Mo, are there many children going missing recently?" Lin Fan asked directly.

Mo Wangnian was rubbing his legs in the room. Hearing the voice, he looked up and saw Lin Fan. He pointed at the files on the table and said, "They are all here. Eight children have disappeared in these few days."

Lin Fan picked up the file and looked at it. It recorded the child's name, the place where he disappeared, and his physical appearance. In modern times with all kinds of surveillance, children are often abducted and difficult to find, let alone in ancient times.

"Black Stone Martial Arts School." Lin Fan sighed.

Mo Wangnian said: "It should be the Sanyuan Society that did it, but up to now, I haven't found out where the Sanyuan Society kept these children after they kidnapped them."

"Brother Mo, if we kidnap a member of the Sanyuan Society, do you think we can find out the location of the Tibetans from him?" Lin Fan asked.

Mo Wangnian shook his head and said, "I don't think it's realistic. Not many people know where the Tibetans are. If we take action, we might even alert the enemy."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Just watch me."

Mo Wangnian looked at Lin Fan in surprise. For some reason, he felt that Lin Fan seemed very confident.

It's as if you already know who knows.

"By the way, there was such a fierce conflict between Changying Martial Arts School and Shanhe Martial Arts School, and many people died. Is the government really not going to care?" Lin Fan asked.

Mo Wangnian said: "Who cares? The county magistrate is in the same group with them."

…It was a dark and windy night.

Zhang Yi hummed a little tune, holding a lantern, and walked towards home, drunk. When he passed by a stray dog ​​sleeping on the side of the road, he kicked it a few times and laughed when he saw the dog running away.

As a member of the Sanyuan Society, he had no worries about food and drink and had a good reputation. After all, he provided free medical treatment, which made him very popular among the people.

Suddenly, the drunk Zhang Yi saw a large dark shadow in front of him.

I raised the lantern to see what it was.

But the moment he raised the lantern, the dark shadow instantly appeared in front of him, and then a fist as big as a sandbag came towards him.

"Lie..."

Before he could even scream, he was punched hard in the face.

The facial features are distorted.

Nosebleed spurted.

The black shadow reached out with his big hand, carried the other person and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

The movements of swinging punches and carrying people were done in one go, and you can tell at first glance that he is a veteran.

In an abandoned temple.

Zhang Yi opened his eyes with a look of pain on his face. He was attacked by the big black rat and was no longer drunk.

"Wake up."

Zhang Yi, who heard the voice, looked at the person sitting there warily. After a closer look, he seemed to remember something. "Master Lin, what do you mean?"

Who doesn’t know Lin Fan’s name now?

He is also a well-known figure in the entire Ankang County.

"What can I mean? I just want to know something from you. If you can answer truthfully, I won't embarrass you."

Lin Fan took a branch and fiddled with the campfire in front of him, teasing the burning flames.

Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and looked around. There was no other way out except the main door. As for fighting with Lin Fan, there was no need to think too much about it. He was a master and with his strength, he would be taken down in one move.

"Master Lin, please speak. I, Zhang Yi, will tell you everything I know."

"Okay, I like sensible people. Where do you, Sanyuan Society, keep the kidnapped children?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like thunder, which shocked Zhang Yi so much that he was dumbfounded, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Master Lin, I don't understand what you mean. When has our Sanyuan Society ever kidnapped a child? We are always doing good deeds to care for the people."

puff!

A scream came.

As Zhang Yi denied it, Lin Fan simply swung the red-hot branch into Zhang Yi's calf. The severe pain made Zhang Yi grab his leg with a grim face.

"How can you be so dishonest? I've told you that as long as you're sensible, I won't make things difficult for you. But why do you insist on lying? Cooperate and suffer less."

Lin Fan was neither anxious nor impatient. His tone was calm and gentle, and he persuaded in a soft and slow voice.

"I really don't know. We in Sanyuanhui never do such things." How could Zhang Yi admit it? He also knew that Lin Fan was having an affair with the Inspector Mo Wangnian.

"Alas." Lin Fan sighed, stood up and walked to Zhang Yi, pulling out the branch. Blood immediately gushed out like a fountain. Before Zhang Yi could catch his breath, Lin Fan suddenly pressed two fingers on the wound and stirred it inside. "Tell me, if you don't want to suffer, tell me."

Zhang Yi screamed even more miserably, "I don't know, I really don't know."

"Very good, then let's see whether you are tough-talking or you are tough-bodied." Lin Fan raised the corners of his mouth with a ferocious smile. To deal with people who are tough-talking, you often just need to be more ruthless.

For example, grab a red-hot piece of wood and stuff it into the other person's butt.

(End of this chapter)