Divorced woman with child travels through time

Chapter 562 Turmoil and Chaos

No sooner said than done, Gu Ming reacted swiftly, pulling Lulu into his arms, while the shop assistants quickly closed the central side door.

The coachman's voice outside the door was no longer audible; instead, a cacophony of voices rose from outside, shouting, "Open the door now!"

"Open the door!"

I want to buy something!

"Open the door! Open the door now! Or we'll smash it down!"

"We're closed for the day, come back tomorrow!" Gu Ming stood in front of Lulu and shouted towards the door. Several employees also came over with their tools.

"We want to buy it today, open the door now, right away!" The words had barely left his lips when a loud "bang!" echoed through the room.

It was the sound of an axe striking the door. The sound of chopping and smashing came from both large wooden doors at the same time, startling the people inside who all shrank back.

"This is outrageous! This is a crime!" Gu Ming still did not back down, standing in front of the crowd and shouting towards the door.

"Don't go! Brother Gu Ming! It's dangerous!" Lulu pulled his hand from behind and drew him back.

In the blink of an eye, a huge crash was heard, and the two wooden doors were smashed through the middle.

"Ahhh..." Lulu happened to see the plank that the axe had chopped up almost hit her face, but Gu Ming, who had sharp eyes, moved aside and grabbed the account book on the counter, knocking it away.

At the same time, the crowd that broke down the door would surge in.

Gu Ming immediately stuffed the ledger into his heart and pulled Lulu back and forth. Lulu took the opportunity to hug the clothes she had just sewn and tucked them behind her back. Several shop assistants also blocked their way, and they were forced into a corner behind the counter by the crowd.

Seeing Lulu protecting her bundle, Gu Ming felt a warmth in his heart and asked the crowd rushing in, "What do you want?"

"What do you want! Humph!" The burly, muscular man who was leading the banging on the door sniffed, "This isn't even your territory to begin with. You guys opened a shop here, so you have to pay some rent, brothers! Give it to me!"

As soon as he spoke, the crowd that had squeezed in erupted in excitement and began to scramble for the items.

"Mine, mine, this is mine!" The man grabbed the two bags of flour and ran off.

"Then I'll take this!" Another man followed suit, grabbing two bags of flour and running off.

"You! What are you trying to do! This is blatant robbery... Put it down!" Several men tried to stop them, but were swarmed by a group of people and knocked to the ground.

"Ah, you robbers!" The man, clutching his broken head, was helped up and tried to stop them.

Gu Ming watched all this, waved his hand, and said with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, "Don't go. Let them rob us. What they take now, they'll have to give back to me later."

Seeing that no one dared to stop them, those who were somewhat timid became even more audacious. They brought Bingxue in and robbed the shop of all its grains, oils, rice, flour, and charcoal. After taking the rice and flour, they started to grab the snacks, first taking all the expensive ones, and finally the wheat, charcoal, and salt from the warehouse. The moment the door was smashed open, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Rob it!"

"Ah! I'm rich!"

"Go!" Countless people, like jackals just released from the mountains, rushed over with red eyes upon seeing the lively little wild boars, eager to grab and divide up this life-saving food that had been delivered with the hard work of countless people.

While they were chaotically dividing the loot inside, the shouts alerted the ronin dormitory not far from the shop to open its door. Snow and the north wind howled in, and instantly a group of people screamed.

The skinny guard peered out and exclaimed, "Oh no! Brother Zhuang, the shop's been robbed!"

"What! Everyone, get up and come with me!" Zhuang Er jumped up with a start. What a joke! This winter, nearly a thousand of them depended on this shop to get through the winter.

Skinny Monkey got up and wanted to follow, but Strong Two pulled him back, "What are you going to do? You can't beat them. Go tell Brother Yi, quick!"

"Oh, oh." The skinny monkey put on his shoe covers and ran off.

"Go! Go! Go!" The crowd ran outside while putting on their clothes, and soon surrounded the people who were looting.

"What do you want?! Did you pay me? You're just grabbing and running!" Zhuang Er, taking advantage of his height and strength, grabbed a man carrying a sack of wheat and slapped him hard across the face, making the man stand up dizzy.

"It's not like I'm the only one carrying it." The man clung to the cloth bag, covering his burning face as he looked at him weakly.

Zhuang Er got angry just looking at it and started to argue, "Then you shouldn't have taken it."

"Don't move, don't run!" "Stop right there!" Several people surrounded one person and held him back.

With him leading the way, nearly a thousand men, women, and children, carrying the tools they usually used for clearing land, completely surrounded the people who were scrambling for loot.

Gu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and led Lulu and the others out, saying, "Take the things back to us and come with me to see the officials."

“Who wants to see the officials? This land originally belonged to us!” Guan Song, holding a whistle, led a group of Guan family members out of the alley.

"So it was you!" Gu Ming suddenly realized. No wonder, no one had instigated these people to come and steal things.

"It wasn't me! It has nothing to do with us. I was just helping out when I saw injustice. You guys were just buying things, weren't you? Why won't they let you leave?" Guan Song narrowed his small eyes, tapped his cane in his hand, tilted his head, and shouted to the people gathered inside in a nonchalant manner.

A few of the bolder ones, presumably members of the Guan family, immediately retorted, "That's right, these are things we bought legitimately, why can't we leave?"

"Did you hear that? You bought it legitimately, tell them to move aside! Otherwise, the things in my hands won't have eyes!" Guan Song waved his hand forward and gestured to Gu Ming with his chin.

"Hmph," Gu Ming sneered, "What a fine attempt at calling a deer a horse and framing someone! It seems our Wangji is definitely going to suffer this loss today!"

"Yes, that's how we bully you, so what? Hahahaha!" Guan Song burst into laughter, and the hundreds of Guan family members joined in the laughter.

"You! You've gone too far!" Gu Ming drew his soft sword from his waist with a "clang," a special soft sword that every member of the Linzi Battalion was equipped with.

"Want to fight? Hahaha, you'd better think it over!" Guan Song tapped with his cudgel. "Don't blame me for being merciless if all those old, weak, sick, and disabled people below you die here."

Gu Ming tightened his grip on his sword. "You should go back!"

The people hesitated and slowly moved back, standing on both sides of the street to watch, but did not leave. The shops and houses next to the shops had long since turned off their lights and locked their doors, no longer caring about what was happening.

Zhuang Er stepped forward and said, "Then I'll go with you, sir!"

The martial arts-skilled men among the common people instinctively stood behind them, though there were only about two hundred of them. Guan Song was a well-known martial arts expert, and the five hundred retainers behind him were all outlaws who roamed the mountains and rivers. If a real fight broke out, Gu Ming and his men would definitely suffer a loss.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a clear voice rang out.

"What if we join in?"