"This cinema, for screening such shameless shadow plays, has already been punished by me, Tang Peigong! Yet it has not amended its ways. It should be utterly destroyed to serve as a warning to others!"
Yu Wenqi said, "Seventh Master, this is the Strict Law Society’s greatest secret technique: ’Placing the Hat,’ ’Beating with Sticks,’ and ’Pulling the Braid.’ Once these three ultimate moves are employed, no matter how good one’s reputation, it can be completely tarnished."
Xiao Chuanzi, at his side, gnashed his teeth and said, "Today we shall see just who ends up stinking!"
Tang Peigong gave the order to take action, and a group of disciples prepared to smash the cinema.
Li Banfeng ordered, "Beat with Sticks!"
Just as Tang Peigong arrived at the entrance of the cinema and his disciples raised their sticks, about to start smashing, a septuagenarian old woman suddenly fell to the ground, screaming, "What are you doing? Why are you hitting an old lady like me?"
The old woman’s face was covered in blood. Tang Peigong was stunned, as were all the other disciples.
The old lady continued to cry and shout, "Were you not raised by humans? Do you not have fathers and mothers? You’re hitting an old lady with lethal force, aren’t you afraid of divine retribution? Not afraid of being struck by lightning? Not afraid of your ancestors manifesting to deal with you bastards!"
Tang Peigong’s face turned livid from the scolding. Ai Chixiang roared angrily, "Shameless harpy..."
"Harpy your mother! Who are you calling a harpy? I’m this old, yet you curse me the moment you open your mouth and strike the moment you lift your hand! You must have been raised by someone too—what kind of mongrel bastards are you all!"
Ai Chixiang’s mouth hung open, but no words came out. In front of the Swearing Woman, he was so tongue-tied he could barely part his lips.
In his embarrassment and anger, Ai Chixiang could no longer restrain himself. He grabbed the old woman’s hair, grinding his teeth and saying, "Who did you just curse?"
Li Banfeng ordered, "Pull the Braid!"
A group of photographers emerged from the crowd and captured the image of Ai Chixiang grabbing the woman’s hair.
The old woman’s face was covered in blood. She gritted her teeth, one hand gripping Ai Chixiang’s wrist while the other clawed and fought with him.
Li Banfeng had his men bring out the Shadow Play Machine. Such a vivid scene absolutely had to be used in "Blood Gun Detective," Part Four.
Seeing the surrounding people taking photographs, Tang Peigong angrily shouted, "Chixiang, stop! Don’t fall for the enemy’s trickery!"
Ai Chixiang tried to pull his hand back but found it was firmly clamped by the Swearing Woman.
The Swearing Woman could easily infuriate others, but one should never physically engage with her.
This wasn’t about respecting the elderly; most people simply couldn’t outfight a Swearing Woman.
Not only was Ai Chixiang’s arm immobilized, but a strange power also crept up from his wrist, spreading throughout his body. He was completely under the Swearing Woman’s control. To cooperate with the filming, she even made him contort his face into ferocious expressions and perform various actions like throwing punches and slapping his own face.
With this precious footage, the second phase, ’Pulling the Braid,’ was complete.
Unexpectedly, this scene ignited public outrage.
"You beat an old lady; you’re a bunch of bastards!"
"Strict Law Society? Strict my ass! They’re just a bunch of shameless bastards!"
"What’s wrong with watching a movie? Beat these sons of bitches!"
This was Black Stone Slope, not Cheap Person Ridge.
The enraged townspeople of Black Stone Slope started shoving Tang Peigong and his disciples.
Seeing the situation turning dire, Tang Peigong ordered his disciples to quickly escort him away.
Among the disciples, there were those with cultivation levels, and they pushed to the front, ready to clear a path.
Li Banfeng gave the order, "Place the Hat!"
Xiao Genzi stood on the roof of the cinema, looking down at the crowd below with a stern expression.
A long ladle hung in midair, with Xiao Chuanzi and his men assisting by hanging ten buckets neatly aligned on it.
Calculating the right moment, Xiao Genzi focused his intention, swung the ladle, and ten buckets plummeted from midair.
Tang Peigong was a sharp man; sensing something unusual in the air, he quickly looked up.
SPLAT!
A bucket landed perfectly on Tang Peigong’s head.
The Gold Cultivation Second Layer Technique: Fragrance Carried for Ten Miles!
This bucket could indeed carry a fragrance for ten miles.
Without the special antidote prepared by Root, the smell would linger for half a year.
Tang Peigong removed the bucket. His face and beard were now entirely yellow, glistening with a golden light.
He wanted to vomit but couldn’t get it all out; his mouth was too full.
He looked for Ai Chixiang, but Ai Chixiang was still standing in place, motionless, with a bucket still on his head.
Li Banfeng watched Tang Peigong coldly. "What’s the point of only caring about your reputation?"
Xiao Chuanzi gritted his teeth. "Today, we’re going to make him stink, thoroughly, from the inside out!"
Xiao Genzi, holding the long ladle, shouted angrily, "Bring more buckets!"
PS: To defeat villains, we must be even more villainous than them. Villains will cry and call us despicable. Since they’ll curse us anyway, we must be thoroughly despicable to them.