Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

Not long after walking out of the house, I saw a wonton stall. The stall owner was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. In this era, forty or fifties is considered old.

When he got to the table, he said, "Boss, give me fifteen bowls of wontons. No spicy ones, more vinegar, more cilantro."

When the boss heard the number, he looked at the visitor in surprise and said, "Girl, did I hear you correctly? You want fifteen bowls of wontons?"

He Ling nodded and said, "You have to eat less at night, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well."

The wonton shop owner was speechless for a while. He confirmed again and again that there were fifteen bowls before he put the wontons in.

Soon a bowl of hot wontons was served, and the rest were still cooking in the pot. The boss said that the wontons would not taste good if they were cold, so he asked her to eat one bowl and then come over to scoop another bowl.

He Ling knew that the boss said this because he was worried that she wouldn't be able to finish her meal, but she didn't care.

He rubbed the two chopsticks together out of habit and then started eating the wontons.

The sky was beginning to darken, and the wonton owner had already made lanterns and hung them in front of his stall.

When He Ling was eating her second bowl, three figures came towards her.

When the wonton shop owner saw the three people, he winked at He Ling. He Ling also glanced at the three people, but seemed not to understand what the owner meant, and still sat down and started eating wontons.

If it were in the past, He Ling would have definitely turned around and left, but the experiences of these times also made He Ling clear about his own strength - a first-class martial arts master.

Besides, the young man never had a dream of becoming a martial arts hero. Now that he has the ability, He Ling also wants to experience what it feels like to be a hero.

The leader had a pair of different-sized eyes, a slanted mouth, and two plasters on his face. He looked like a gangster.

Following behind him were two thin young men who looked sloppy.

The leader walked up to the wonton owner and smiled sideways.

"Old Wu, have you prepared this month's allowance?"

Old Wu, the wonton shop owner, gave a forced smile and said, "Uncle Da, my business hasn't been very good this month. Could you please extend my monthly payment by a few days?"

The leader scratched his ears and looked at Old Wu with a pair of vicious eyes. He picked up a bowl of cooked wontons, and his hand loosened, and the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, followed by a sound of broken porcelain.

"Old Wu, am I giving you face? Your poor business has nothing to do with us, the Tiger Fang Gang. I'm telling you, if you can't pay me today, I'm going to smash your stall."

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang". He subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a woman standing up and glaring at him.

"You smashed my wontons!" came an angry female voice.

Xu Da's eyes lit up, "Oh, there's a little beauty. Old Wu didn't know you had such a beautiful daughter."

As he spoke, he brought two of his men and surrounded He Ling with lewd smiles on their faces.

"I'm not his daughter."

Xu Da and the other two laughed again. "I don't care who you are. You've offended three of us brothers today. Don't even think about leaving if you don't give me an explanation."

Old Wu came over quickly. He didn't want a girl like He Ling to be ruined by these people. "Master Da, she has nothing to do with me. Besides, I heard that a new constable will be coming soon. You guys better behave yourself."

Xu Da looked unhappy after hearing this. He picked up the wonton that He Ling had only taken a bite of and splashed it on Old Wu's face.

"He's just a constable. Even if he really comes, how can he cause any trouble? This is our Tiger Fang Gang's territory. If he really dares to meddle in our affairs, we have plenty of ways to deal with him."

Fortunately, the wontons had been out of the pot for a while and were only slightly hot at this time. The wonton stall owner was not burned, but there was still wonton soup on his face, which made him look quite embarrassed.

He Ling looked at the empty table and was filled with anger. She hated others wasting her food the most.

Xu Da wanted to say something else, but the next moment he flew four or five meters away.

The two younger brothers were also shocked when they saw this. They never thought that this woman would actually hurt others.

He Ling didn't let them have an easy time either. He punched each of them, and in a moment, the three of them fell to the ground.

This scene stunned the old man selling wontons.

He Ling straightened his police uniform.

"I'm the constable from Wanglai Street. Who are you planning to deal with?"

"........."

"Why aren't you talking?" He Ling waited for a long time without any response. He frowned. Aren't these people afraid of getting beaten? He was just about to punch one of them again.

The leader, Xu Da, gasped and said in a hoarse voice, "Captain... Sir... We... are in so much pain... that we can't speak."

Of course He Ling didn't believe it, so he hit two of them with big punches and knocked them unconscious. Only then did he reluctantly "believe" that they couldn't speak.

When the wonton owner saw He Ling being so ferocious, he was so scared that he shrank aside.

He Ling was still not full, so she called the wonton shop owner out and ate ten bowls of wontons in a row.

When it came time to give the money, the wonton shop owner refused to take it no matter what was said, saying it was a "regular payment" to honor He Ling.

In the end, He Ling forced the money into the wonton owner's hands.

As for the three people who fainted, He Ling was an official now after all, with an official background. They insulted her verbally, tried to make physical advances, and even threatened to deal with her as an official detective.

No matter what, He Ling will convict them of assaulting police officers.

So He Ling hurried to take them to the wooden house.

The constables in this era had a great deal of autonomy, and the right and wrong of a matter basically depended on the constable's words. This is why merchants were willing to take the initiative to pay the constables a fee.

It was already midnight when He Ling returned home. He yawned and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, there was a loud noise outside the door.

He Ling looked towards the door and found that a large group of people had come. He Ling brought a mountain axe with him, thinking that someone was here to cause trouble.

As a result, the other person was quite polite and did not come in at the door. He first asked for He Ling's consent before entering the yard.

The leader was a big man with a beard on both sides who looked like Li Kui. He claimed to be the leader of the Tiger Tooth Gang - Zhao Hu.

I came here specially to apologize to He Ling.

As he spoke, three figures appeared and knelt in front of He Ling.

He Ling glanced at the smiling Zhao Hu. She had just sent someone to the detention room last night, but he appeared in front of her this morning. This Zhao Hu must have a close relationship with the people in the yamen.

Zhao Hu held a short whip in his hand and did not hold back at all. After a few whips, the three men were covered in blood, but he did not stop.

The three of them were also crying and shouting.

"Boss, I know I was wrong. Please stop hitting me."

Zhao Hu whipped him again, "What's the point of telling me that? Did you offend me? You really don't know what's good for you."

Xu Da, who was almost unrecognizable, kowtowed to He Ling.

"Auntie, I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive me."

"I kowtow to you."

Then he started to kowtow even more violently.

He Ling didn't speak until Xu Da's head was broken and bleeding all over the ground. She didn't even look at Xu Da, but turned to look at Zhao Hu.

"Boss Zhao, I'm a kind-hearted person, but I also love to stand up for the weak. What do you think I should do?"

Zhao Hu's smile froze. "I wonder what Constable He means?"

He Ling was not surprised that Zhao Hu knew her name.

"I came to Wanglai Street for three things: fairness, fairness, and damn fairness."