Now that he had asked the question, Geng Dang led Wang Xiao's master and servant back, and when they walked back to the lobby, they heard a wailing sound.

Although there were many people begging for mercy and complaining in the lobby before, it was just noisy, but now the wailing was a bit heartbreaking.

Wang Xiao followed the cry and saw a skinny old man lying on the ground, kowtowing to an official.

The old man's clothes were in tatters, his hands were shackles, his gray beard and hair were messy, and tears were streaming down his face. When he cried, his thin neck seemed to be wrapped with only a bone, but there was a bamboo tube hanging around his waist, which seemed to be used for

Pack wine.

Most of the people who were arrested in the patrol camp were gangsters or veteran people. Even if there were some who were wrongly accused, most of them were honest people who kept silent. It was rare to see someone crying hysterically like this, so they all focused on this old man.

"Why are you crying!" A big man wearing a shackle and a tiger tattoo on his neck scolded: "I am sitting in the same prison with a useless thing like you. I have lost my face for no reason."

Another man with a thin build, a smooth face, and a goatee said with a smile: "There is food and drink in this prison. After being locked up for a year or two, when you come out, you will be a good man again. Why are you crying?"

Then someone said to the goatee: "You can still come out after being locked up for a year or two. I'm afraid this old man won't be able to live in such a good life."

"Hahahaha, look how thin and old he is, he can still steal things, I admire him, I admire him."

"You bachelors will be locked up if you want them. Don't you want people to have wives outside?"

"Has a mother-in-law? Hey, if he can still move at his age, he will be my eldest brother from now on..."

A group of old fritters started talking at random, and from time to time someone would burst out laughing, looking rather naughty.

Ying'er saw that some of these people had tattoos on their faces, some were full of flesh, some were cunning, and some had scars... She was frightened in her heart and pulled Wang Xiao. But Wang Xiao didn't go away, and looked at him with interest.

Interested, he felt that he liked this group of people too much.

He even saw the goatee man smiling as he secretly took a bunch of keys and a purse from the official.

Noticing Wang Xiao's gaze, the man with the goatee put his finger on his mouth and made a "shush" sound, and blinked one eye.

Wang Xiao also blinked.

The patrol camp is really a good place, with three teachings and nine streams, and a talent market.

"Why are you making such a fuss!" shouted a ferocious-looking official.

Then, he took a whip and slammed it on the old man, and cursed: "Old immortal thing, howl, let you howl, you have the guts to steal money but don't have the guts to admit it."

The old man was whipped, fell to the ground and screamed, with even more tears on his face.

"My lord, I am really unjust. That money was really not stolen by me..."

"Didn't you steal it?" The official sneered, "You still dare to be so harsh with me."

With that said, he whipped down the whip again.

Geng Dang couldn't stand it, so he went over to stop the official and said softly: "Yuan Huan, what's going on?"

Wang Xiao was amused that the official's name was actually "Yuanhuan".

Yuan Huan glanced at Geng Dang and said impatiently: "Don't mind your own business."

"I'm afraid you've caught the wrong person." Geng Dang whispered.

"I'm telling you, I really caught the wrong person this time." Yuan Huan sneered, and at the end he murmured to himself: "I'm here all the time, how could I attract a country bumpkin..."

Geng Dang's expression changed, and he mumbled and was about to speak.

Suddenly I heard someone laughing, and a childish voice said: "Haha, I didn't catch the wrong person this time, it means I caught the wrong person a few times before."

"Master, don't talk nonsense." Ying'er pulled Wang Xiao and said softly.

For a time, many people burst out laughing.

The big man with a tiger tattoo sneered: "This bullshit official is not a good guy at first glance. He really does catch the wrong people all the time, hahahaha."

"Why are you laughing?" Yuan Huan waved his whip, walked up to Wang Xiao, stared at him, and said with a ferocious smile: "Where did Mr. Rabbit come from? Have you cleaned up your behind? How dare you act so arrogantly in front of Mr. Huan."

Wang Xiao blinked.

This guy doesn't look good, and his mouth is dirty.

It just so happens that I have dementia again.

So he spat directly into Yuan Huan's eyes.

"I fucked your ancestor!" Yuan Huan was so angry that he raised his whip and was about to swing it down.

Since Wang Xiao dared to spit on him, he saw Geng Zhengbai coming from the corner of his eye.

"stop!"

Sure enough, as Geng Zhengbai shouted loudly, the whip in Yuan Huan's hand stopped abruptly.

"What are you doing!" Geng Zhengbai came over.

Yuan Huan is actually not too afraid of Geng Zhengbai, the boss, because his own father is still Mr. Qian.

But in full view of everyone, he couldn't act arrogantly in front of Mr. Ba, and cursed: "Mr. Ba, this little brat made fun of me and even spat in my face."

Everyone looked at Wang Xiao with his hands behind his back and a good-looking face with a pure and innocent expression. Let me see how familiar my eldest brother is with 'Master Zhang of Guidu Si'?

Geng Zhengbai patted Yuan Huan on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "This young master's family and Zhang Dusi..."

Yuan Huan's face became uncertain.

Now that Master Dusi was used to suppress him, he was bullied by Bai, and he would not be able to recover from this for a while, so he had no choice but to hand over to Geng Zhengbai: "I understand."

Yuan Huan gave Geng Zhengbai some face.

He turned around, stepped on the old man with his foot, and said in a hateful voice: "Immortal old thing, if you keep talking too much, you will have a hard time."

Then he carried the old man and left.

"Wait a minute, you haven't explained this case clearly yet." Geng Dang said suddenly.

Yuan Huan didn't expect that he had just given Geng Zhengbai a face, but Geng Dang would dare to challenge him. He bit his lower lip and his expression became more and more fierce.

"Geng Dan, right? You just entered the patrol camp, so I'm afraid you haven't understood some of the rules yet." Yuan Huan stared at Geng Dang and said coldly.

When he pronounced Geng's name, he was deliberately vague in his speech, making him sound like an 'idiot'.

"He said that he was unjustly accused, so we have to ask him clearly again," Geng said.

Yuan Huan tapped his finger on his chest: "There are some rules that you don't understand. Let me tell you, newcomers should read more, learn more, and speak less. Do you understand?"

Geng Zhengbai didn't want to offend Mr. Yuan Qian's son, so he patted Geng Dang on the back and said, "Don't interfere in other people's cases."

Geng Dang said: "But this man was unjustly accused."

"Unjustly accused?" Yuan Huan stepped on the old man's back with more force, causing the old man to scream.

He laughed ferociously when he heard the screams, and said to Geng: "Okay, you can say that he was unjust. But if I didn't catch the wrong person, whenever you see me in the future, respectfully call me Brother Huan."

This request does not sound excessive.

Yuan Huan looked at the old man at his feet, but knew in his heart that as long as Geng Dang agreed, he would be stepped on by him for the rest of his life.

Geng Zhengbai shook his head at Geng Dang.

Geng Dang lowered his head and hesitated.

The old man howled bitterly: "Young man is really unjust..."

"Okay, I promise you." Geng said calmly.

Yuan Huan smiled and ordered someone to call back the victim and the witnesses.

"Boss Hao from Haoming Tea Shop, right? Yesterday you lost a piece of silver worth thirty-two or six yuan, right?"

"yes."

Yuan Huan nodded and asked again: "This old man is a man who does idle work. You often do idle work there, right?"

"yes."

"You lost your money yesterday, and Lao Gaotou happened to be here, right?"

"yes."

"You lost this piece of silver, and the clerk in the store testified, right?"

"yes."

Yuan Huan patted Boss Hao and said, "Take out the money."

Boss Hao rolled his eyes and reluctantly reached into his arms.

"Be sharp! I won't take your little money."

Yuan Huan snatched the silver from Boss Hao, threw it into the hands of a subordinate behind him, and said: "Old Fang, please weigh it, how many taels are there?"

Lao Fang held the silver in one hand and stroked his long beard with the other, squinting his eyes slightly and weighing it gently, looking extremely professional.

No one can doubt Lao Fang’s skill in handling money.

"Three taels and six cents."

After saying this, Geng Dang's expression changed.

Yuan Huan looked proud, touched his mouth, took two steps, and couldn't help laughing: "Some people always like to meddle in other people's business. I am clearly handling the case, but he has to interfere. This time
To be continued...