<h4>Chapter 82: Chapter 82 Brothers, Charge</h4>
Wang Family Vige
A carriage rolled into the entrance of the vige, packed to the brim with barely enough room to sit. On it, a girl and ten strappingds! This sight left onlookers agape with astonishment.
"Madam, how do I get to Wang Ergou’s house?"
"Go straight down this road, make a left, and it’s thest house on the end," the woman replied hurriedly, frightened by the sight of all the burly men.
"Thank you, madam."
Xiaoxiao quickly got back into the carriage to leave, as rescuing someone was urgent.
She left behind a crowd abuzz with discussion.
"They are heading to Wang Ergou’s house?"
"Since when did they have such rtives?"
"They don’t look like rtives, more like they’re here to settle scores!"
"Look at that bunch, each one tall and powerfully built!"
"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s hurry over and watch!"
"..."
"..."
The carriage hadn’t reached Wang Ergou’s house when they saw from afar people fighting!
Xiaoxiao looked over and what did she see? Good heavens, it was her husband on the cheap! She had never expected that Yang Ming, the schr, could be so violent, an aspect of him worthy of a second look.
Damn, it was three against one, and Yang Ming was at a disadvantage. The inws were at the side, pulling at the fighters and crying. Oh, Xiaoxiao’s temper red.
"Brothers, go get them."
Upon hearing Xiaoxiao’smand, the strongmen leaped out of the carriage and rushed towards the three aggressors.
As Yang Ming fought, he suddenly noticed a grouping to his aid, and before he knew it, he was being pulled away from the fray. As he wondered what was happening, he caught sight of his wife’s face. What was she doing here?
"Leave them to handle this, we need to go!"
Without giving Yang Ming time to think, Xiaoxiao dragged him inside, with the inws following closely behind.
Behind them, a massive brawl unfolded, shocking the onlookers who hade for the spectacle.
"Quick, go and fetch the Vige Chief."
A voice called out from within the crowd.
Xiaoxiao didn’t care who wasing. On their way there, she had already instructed the men to subdue their opponents, no need to maim or kill.
Xiaoxiao pondered; Yang Ming and the others had arrived earlier than her and hadn’t entered yet because they were denied entry. Yang Ming’s argument had turned to a fight, and it was fortunate that she had brought reinforcements.
Finally, they entered the house.
"Who let you in?"
An old man, seeing the neers, immediately began to scold and shout, "Get out now!"
"Where’s Yang Qiu?"
Xiaoxiao didn’t care who this man was; the only thing on her mind was to quickly find Yang Qiu.
Giving birth was no joke; she had said that giving birth at fifteen could be fatal, and now it was really happening - a difficultbor!
"Speak! Where is Yang Qiu?"
Yang Ming grabbed the old man’s cor like an enraged lion, his thoughts consumed by the worry that his sister might not make it.
It was the first time Xiaoxiao had seen such an expression on Yang Ming, his normally unchanging face now showing one of both worry and anger for his sister.
"They’re beating up someone, beating up someone, somebody help!"
"Someone is breaking in and going after my old man’s life!"
As he said this, he sat on the ground wailing, ying the victim.
He was determined to bring all three of his sons inside.
By this time, the fight outside had ended, and ten stalwart men brought the old man’s three sons inside, walking them in while warning,
"Nobody move, behave!"
The old man on the ground was dumbfounded by the scene before him.
Xiaoxiao surveyed the situation inside the house; something was definitely amiss. There was no sight of women, which was strange! With a pregnant woman in the house, there should be midwives anddies bustling about. Xiaoxiao had a sinking feeling that something was wrong.
"Search the ce!"