Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 8: Reencounter with the Shrek Seven Devils, Framed as an Innocent?

"Kid, don't even think about running away!"

The three were walking down the street when a commotion came from ahead.

Sikong Zhen looked up and saw a group of people gathered in the middle of the street, making a lot of noise. Something must have happened.

He frowned.

Sikong Zhen walked over quickly.

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan exchanged a glance and followed suit.

After squeezing into the crowd.

Sikong Zhen saw a boy who looked to be only about ten years old being surrounded by a nobleman's son dressed in fine clothes and several attendants.

The boy looked terrified, clutching a tattered cloth bag tightly in his hand, while the nobleman's son looked mocking.

"Kid, you think you can just run away after stealing something?"

The nobleman sneered and kicked the boy in the stomach.

"what!"

The boy cried out in pain and curled up on the ground, but still held tightly to the cloth bag in his hands.

Sikong Zhen frowned even more deeply and immediately wanted to speak up to stop him.

Dugu Yan took the lead, quickly stepped forward, and helped the bullied boy up. "Little brother, are you alright?"

The boy looked up, his eyes filled with fear and grievance. He shook his head, his voice weak: "I...I didn't steal anything..."

Yu Tianheng reached out and stopped the nobleman who was about to continue his attack, saying coldly, "The matter hasn't been clarified yet, and resorting to violence is not a good habit."

When the nobleman saw someone blocking his way, his face darkened, and he was about to lash out.

however,
The next moment, he recognized Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan.

One of the three upper sects, the descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, and the granddaughter of Poison Douluo—none of these are people he dares to provoke.

Sikong Zhen stood beside the two of them.

Although the man didn't recognize him immediately, he knew he was not someone to be trifled with.

The nobleman's arrogance immediately faltered, but he still stubbornly insisted, "This brat stole my purse, what's wrong with me teaching him a lesson?"

at this time.

The Shrek Seven Devils happened to be watching from the sidelines.

Dai Mubai crossed his arms, glanced coldly at the boy, and said sarcastically, "If you stole something, you should return it. You deserve to be beaten."

Tang San also spoke calmly, his tone cold: "A petty thief deserves to die a righteous death."

Hear the words.

Sikong Zhen frowned, his gaze sweeping coldly over Dai Mubai and Tang San, and said in a deep voice, "Did you see him steal it with your own eyes?"

“Prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain.”

"One is a handsome and glamorous nobleman, the other is a poorly dressed boy. You slander a good person based solely on appearance?!"

Dai Mubai was intimidated by Sikong Zhen's imposing aura, and his expression changed, but he quickly regained his disdain: "Hmph, he's just a petty thief, why bother sticking up for him?"

Tang San narrowed his eyes, his tone remaining calm: "Young Marquis Sikong, you're taking this too seriously."

"well."

Sikong Zhen sneered repeatedly, ignoring them, and turned to look at the nobleman's son, saying in an icy tone:

"You said he stole your purse. What was in that purse? Do you dare to tell us in public?"

The nobleman's son was taken aback, clearly not expecting Sikong Zhen to press him like this, and stammered, "In the money pouch... of course it contains my soul coins and valuables!"

Sikong Zhen knew what was going on as soon as he saw the man's expression.

then.

Sikong Zhen turned to look at the boy, walked to his side, and said in a gentle tone, "Open the bag, and we'll stand up for you."

Dugu Yan also reassured him, "Yes, I'll stand up for you!"

Yu Tianheng remained silent, simply standing in front of Dugu Yan, his attitude clear.

"Thank you both, big brothers, and thank you, big sister."

The boy nodded gratefully, then took out the tattered cloth bag from his pocket.

Everyone present turned to look. In the tense atmosphere, the bag was slowly opened.

I saw.

Inside was only a jade pendant and a yellowed piece of paper.

Sikong Zhen glanced at the note, on which a line of words was written in crooked handwriting: "Mother is sorry for you, I couldn't be there to watch you grow up."

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan also saw the contents of the note, and their faces instantly turned gloomy.

A flash of anger crossed Dugu Yan's eyes.

She whirled around, her gaze piercing the nobleman like a knife, and said coldly, "Is this what you call your purse?"

"Can you really frame something a mother left to her child as stolen goods?"

The nobleman's face turned deathly pale, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he stammered, "I...I might have mistaken you for someone else..."

"Admit your mistake?"

Dugu Yan sneered, her tone filled with undisguised anger, "You think you can get rid of this with just an apology?"

The words have not yet fallen.

Dugu Yan flashed and instantly appeared in front of the nobleman's son.

She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out, and the nobleman's son staggered backward, a bright red handprint immediately appearing on his face.

He covered his face, his eyes filled with terror, but he dared not fight back.

Seeing their master being beaten.

The attendants immediately stepped forward to stop them, but were sternly rebuked by the nobleman's son: "Get out of my way!"

Should his followers besiege Dugu Yan?

Putting aside whether they can win, they can at least get past Yu Tianheng.

He doesn't want his life?
Poison Douluo was notorious for his slavish love for his granddaughter and was also ruthless.

If he dares to have someone besiege Dugu Yan, Poison Douluo can kill him, or even his entire family, that very night!
Dugu Yan did not give up.

She grabbed the nobleman's collar and said coldly, "You're so proud of bullying a helpless child, aren't you?"

"Today, I'll let you taste what it's like to be bullied!"

After saying that, Dugu Yan raised her hand and punched him hard in the stomach.

"what!"

The nobleman cried out in pain, clutching his stomach and collapsing to his knees, his face deathly pale and covered in cold sweat.

Yu Tianheng stood aside, not making a move, but his eyes were full of coldness as he let Dugu Yan beat the man up.

When it was almost over, he finally spoke up: "Yanzi, that's enough. If we keep fighting, something bad will happen."

"Humph!"

Dugu Yan snorted coldly, released the nobleman's collar, and said coldly, "I'll let you off this time, but if I see you bullying someone again, it won't be so simple!"

The nobleman's son nodded repeatedly, his voice trembling: "Yes...yes...I'll never dare to do it again..."

Seeing this scene, Sikong Zhen felt a greater appreciation for Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng.

Subsequently.

Sikong Zhen walked to the boy's side, gently patted his shoulder, and said, "It's alright now. This person won't dare to bully you again."

The boy looked up, his eyes filled with gratitude, his voice choked with emotion: "Thank you... thank you..."

at this time.

Dai Mubai and Tang San's expressions turned somewhat unpleasant.

They hadn't expected the boy to be truly innocent, and they certainly hadn't expected Sikong Zhen and the other two to stand up for him so forcefully.

Dai Mubai snorted coldly: "It's just a misunderstanding, why make such a big deal out of it?"

Tang San forced himself to remain calm and spoke, seemingly praising but actually mocking, "Young Marquis Sikong, you are truly upright and incorruptible."

When Xiao Wu saw that it was a keepsake, although she felt sorry for the boy, she did not contradict Tang San in public and simply remained silent.

(End of this chapter)