C6 I Don't Want to Fight Either

At this time, seeing that the three people in front of her actually turned a blind eye to her husband, Qin Chuqiao frowned and just spoke, "You all..."

Lang Tian used his hand to pull her sleeve, indicating for her to calm down.

He took a step forward and stared at the two servant. He raised his head and chest and said, "How many times have you hit?"

Servant frowned and answered expressionlessly, "Thirty plates."

"How many plates do you have left?" Lang Tian crossed his arms and remained calm, putting on an act.

"Ten plates!" The two servant answered again. His tone was full of laziness.

"Ten plates left?"

Lang Tian's eyes lit up. He lowered his head to look at Qin San on the bench. A touch of anger suddenly appeared on his face.

The next second, he reached out his hand to servant and servant. His words were full of revenge.

"Give me the stick. I'll fight the remaining ten plates!"

"You?" Hearing this, the two servant looked at each other and saw a hint of mockery in each other's eyes.

"Young Master, your body is so weak, and this stick is so heavy. If you get tired, we won't be able to bear it!"

"What the f * ck are you talking about? If I say I'll come, then I'll come!" Lang Tian was furious. He rolled up his sleeves and looked like he wanted to take revenge.

When he saw this, Qin San's eyes lit up. He hurriedly cried and begged, "Aiyo, Young Master, this old servant was wrong. You must show mercy!"

"In your dreams!" Lang Tian gritted his teeth and said, "You only begged me now. It's too late. See if I don't beat you to death?"

"Son-in-law!" Qin San roared loudly, looking like he regretted what he had done in the past.

However, a hint of ridicule flashed across his eyes. Who in the entire Zhennan Prince Mansion didn't know about Lang Tian's body?

A gust of wind would cause him to fall ill, and he would lose half of his life even if the rain poured on him. How could such a half-crippled man still use a big stick to hit someone?

Even if he could use the big stick, how much strength could he use?

He had really humiliated himself!

At this moment, because of Qin San's loud cry, many of servant's maidservants had gathered in the outer court. When they heard that Master Lang was going to hit someone, they immediately covered their mouths and laughed secretly, as if they were waiting to watch a good show.

Only Qin Chuqiao did not make a sound. Her starry eyes were filled with a smile. As smart as she was, how could she not guess her husband's intention at this moment?

However, her pretty face revealed a strong look of worry. She looked at the angry Lang Tian with a pitiful look, as if she wanted to persuade him but did not dare to.

A husband obeys his wife.

When they saw this, everyone pointed and pointed at Lang Tian. Their faces were filled with disgust.

They all thought that Lang Tian was the kind of trash that would force his way out even though he had no ability. Other than making his wife worry, he would not do anything else!

Right at this moment, Qin San gave the two servant a glance without batting an eyelid.

"Sigh, since Young Master insists on doing so, then there's nothing we can do about it. Mo, I'm sorry. Who asked you to offend Young Master?"

Servant's face was full of worry. He looked at Qin San sympathetically and passed the big stick in his hand to Lang Tian.

"Sigh, it's all my fault for being blind!" Qin San said with a face full of despair.

"It's too late to know that you are blind now!"

Lang Tian crossed his arms, his face full of pride. However, the moment he reached out his hand to take the big stick, his legs went soft, and his face showed that he was struggling.

"Pffft!" Seeing this, the surrounding people couldn't help but laugh.

The corners of the mouths of the two servant and Qin San curled up, as if their scheme had succeeded.

"Husband!" Qin Chuqiao also appropriately called out, her tone full of uneasiness.

"It's fine." Lang Tian's face turned green and white. He looked at the surrounding crowd and became angry from embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at? I just couldn't hold on for a while!"

When he said this, he saw that Qin San was still laughing secretly, so he immediately cursed.

"It's all your fault, you dog slave. See if I'll beat you to death!"

"Son-in-law, I was wrong!" Qin San did not hide anymore and simply smiled as he begged for mercy.

"Haha..." Seeing this, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter again.

Hearing the laughter around him, Lang Tian's eyes calmed down. The expression on his face suddenly became gloomy.

In the next second, he grabbed the stick and fiercely swung it at Qin San.

"With a crisp sound, the mocking expression on Qin San's face froze.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs became bloodshot. Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his face in an instant.

The intense pain on his butt made all the muscles in his body tremble.

He immediately let out a miserable cry. "Ah!!!"

However, when they saw this, the crowd and the two servant couldn't stop laughing.

They all thought that Qin San was putting on an act, pretending not to be in pain. Pain!

Only Qin Chuqiao looked at Qin San with sympathy. With Lang Tian's current strength of 500 kg with one hand, with one stick, he could even beat a cow half to death, let alone a martial artist who was not even a martial artist. Qin San!

"Phew." Along with the laughter of the surrounding people, Lang Tian wiped his forehead after the strike and pretended to be very tired.

Then, under the disdainful gazes of the crowd, he lifted the stick with great difficulty and hit Qin San again.

"Pa!"

"Ah!!"

Qin San once again let out a miserable cry. His voice was even louder than before.

This time, Qin San could not stop his tears from flowing down.

However, after Lang Tian finished hitting the two servant, he kept moaning. He turned his head and looked at the two servant. He held the big stick with his hands on his waist and said while panting, "Otherwise... why don't you guys come?"

Hearing this, Qin San's eyes lit up and he nodded his head repeatedly. Just as he was about to say yes, the two servant beside him waved his hands and said.

"Don't, Young Master. Everyone is watching you now. If you don't hit them, will you still have the face to stay in Zhennan Prince Mansion in the future?"

"Yes, you're right." Lang Tian nodded as if he was experiencing the same thing.

"Your grandpa!" Qin San was so angry that his eyes turned red. He looked at the two servant and wished he could eat them alive.

However, at this moment, a new strike arrived.

"Pa!"

"Ah!!"

Qin San screamed again. This time, even his voice was hoarse. Saliva even flowed out of his mouth. His clothes were already drenched in cold sweat.

However, when the two servant saw this, their eyes were full of admiration.

"Third Brother's acting is really good!"

The surrounding people also nodded their heads. No wonder he was the chief steward of Zhennan Prince Mansion. His acting skills were awesome!

At this time, Lang Tian raised the stick again.

"Son-in-law..."

Seeing this, Qin San's already pale face turned pale again. His pupils shrank to the size of needles. He frantically waved his hand at Lang Tian, tears streaming down his face. His tone was extremely humble.

"I was wrong, Son-in-law. I dare not do it again. Please spare me. If you continue to fight, I will lose my life!"

"This, I don't want to fight either. The key is that they want me to fight!"

Lang Tian shook his head helplessly. His expression was distressed. He turned around and looked at the crowd. He raised his arms and shouted:

"Guys, do I still fight?"

"Fight!" Everyone's faces lit up as they said in unison.

"Let's see!"

Lang Tian spread out his hands. Under Qin San's despairing gaze, he raised the stick and swung it down again.

"Pa!"

"Pu! '"

With this strike, Qin San didn't cry out in pain. Instead, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the ground in front of him red like raindrops.

Then, he rolled his eyes and slammed his head heavily on the bench, completely losing consciousness.

At the same time, the entire outer court was deathly silent!