Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 473 The Evil Man Gojile

Facing this extremely evil enemy, Qiu She's eyes were red and anger was burning in his heart, as if he wanted to burn the whole world down.

He roared angrily, jumped swiftly, and kicked towards Gojile in the air like an angry cheetah.

The momentum seemed to condense all the long-accumulated hatred into this kick.

Even though Goerile was tall and strong, with a physique like a bear, he was immediately panicked when faced with Qiu She's kick that was full of anger and power.

He subconsciously raised his arms to block, but his whole body was struck by lightning. He could only defend himself and had no power to fight back.

After barely blocking Qiu She's kick, his huge body involuntarily staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.

Before Goerile could steady himself, Qiu She had already approached him like a ghost.

With a "swish" sound, the scimitar at his waist was instantly unsheathed, and a breathtaking cold light flashed in the slightly dim house. The cold light seemed to carry endless murderous intent and went straight towards Gozel.

Seeing this, the guards brought by Gojile's face changed suddenly.

They knew that the situation was critical and no joke, so they drew their long swords from their waists without hesitation. The blades flashed coldly in the air, and they were ready for battle.

The guards brought by Qiu She were also fearless. They immediately drew their knives with determined eyes, like a group of warriors about to go to the battlefield, and fought with Gojile's guards without hesitation.

For a moment, the club was filled with the sounds of swords, shouts, and weapons clashing, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

When the security personnel in the club heard the fierce fighting, they all rushed over in a hurry, holding wooden sticks.

They looked at the chaotic scene, feeling somewhat bewildered. One of them cautiously asked the steward, Hu Yanzhan, "Steward, who should we hit?"

Hu Yanzhan was so angry that he shouted angrily, "Beat up the guards that son of a bitch brought with him."

The security guard was confused and didn't react for a moment. He then asked carefully, "Is your last name Ge or Gou?"

Hu Yanzhan stamped his feet in anger and shouted impatiently, "Aren't they all the same? Beat them based on their surnames."

At this time, Yi Yubei was following the model of the South Bank and setting up a law enforcement team, and there were also security teams patrolling the streets.

Since Hu Xietu came here, most of these security teams are people assigned by him.

For Yi Yubei, the club is a key target for protection.

By this time, the entrance to the clubhouse was already crowded with onlookers, making it impossible to get in. The security team struggled to push through the crowd and finally squeezed in.

As soon as they walked in, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

My goodness, the two groups are fighting fiercely and the scene is in chaos.

Looking closely, blood was still oozing out of Gozhele's head, and he looked extremely miserable.

The members of the security team often drank with Gojile and were quite familiar with him. Seeing this, they instinctively wanted to help Gojile.

But when they looked more closely, they found that the people on the opposite side were actually from the Nalan family and the Yelu family, and Huyanzhan from the Huyan family was also involved, which made them very troubled.

I thought to myself: These two sides are people I cannot afford to offend, and it is not appropriate to help either side. What should I do?

"Stop! Everyone stop!" The security team shouted loudly with gritted teeth.

While shouting, he rushed forward, trying to stop the fight between the two sides.

Seeing that the person coming was someone he knew and one of Huxietu's former guards, Gojile immediately felt like he had found a backer. He hurried forward and said, "Quickly arrest them! Look at the beating they gave me! It's simply lawless!"

The security team almost laughed out loud when they saw Gozhile's embarrassed and ridiculous appearance.

I was thinking: What kind of place is this? What is our security team?

In this Yiyu, what real laws are there? The only laws that can be considered are the agreements reached between the Chambers of Commerce on both sides of the Strait. The North Shore Security Team is under the jurisdiction of the Law Enforcement Team, which in turn is subject to the constraints of the Chambers of Commerce.

All they can do is to control both sides first. As for who to arrest, they would not dare to offend the bigwigs in the chamber of commerce even if they had the courage.

Although everyone knows it very well, no one will break this window paper.

At this moment, a member of the security team had an idea and said, "This matter is a bit serious. How about asking the president to come and administer justice?"

Seeing this, Hu Yanzhan quickly agreed, "Yes, please ask the people from the Chamber of Commerce to be fair."

The clubhouse was the headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce, and Huxietu would often come here. For some reason, he arrived unexpectedly late today.

When he arrived at the club, he saw a large group of people gathered at the door from afar. Out of curiosity, he squeezed in with great effort.

"What's going on? You want me to host it?" Hu Xietu frowned and asked with an unhappy look on his face.

As soon as Gezile heard Huxietu's voice, he immediately leaned forward like a lackey, fawning and crying, "President, these three families beat me up. Look, my head is buzzing."

Huxietu looked at the blood-soaked Gejile, secretly amused, and asked, "Who hit you?"

"She...!" Goerile pointed at Lan Yilan, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Huxietu didn't expect that Gozel's head was hit by Nalan Yilan, the most beautiful girl on the grassland.

He remembered that his father had written to him not long ago, advising him to find ways to please the eldest daughter of the Nalan family.

In fact, he himself was a little disliked that Lan Yilan was a little older, otherwise he would have pursued her a long time ago.

Seeing that such a big thing had happened today, he thought it would be better to be a "good guy" and do the Lan family a favor.

So he stepped forward and said, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but it's an honor for you that Nalan hit you. Let me see where he hit you."

After saying that, he used his hand to touch the wound on Balagozile.

I have to say that Gozhile is really tough and strong. Even after being tortured like this, he didn't even cry out in pain.

"Well, remember this next time, if Na Lan hits your left side, you have to stretch out your right side to hit him." Hu Xietu teased jokingly.

Lan Yilan did not feel a bit grateful for Huxie Tu's seemingly biased ridicule, but rather felt even more hatred.

Her eyes widened as she glared at Huxietu and shouted, "Today, Gojile challenged me in public and even beat my maid to death. I will not let this vengeance go."

When Hu Xietu heard this, his face instantly darkened.

He felt that Lan Yilan was giving him no respect at all, and was very unhappy. He said coldly, "Gorile's actions are a bit absurd. A maid died, so you should just pay some money. Why are you so unreasonable?"

Yelu Feng was listening to this and was very angry. He stepped forward and said, "So, Gojile's actions were absurd. Not only did he kill Dema, he also knocked me to the ground. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died too."

Hu Xietu glanced at Yelu Feng and thought to himself: What are you doing here, kid?

He said unhappily, "Aren't you still alive? Wait until you're dead before we talk."

Everyone was very angry when they saw that Huxietu was relying on his father being the Chanyu to openly protect Gojile, but due to his power, they could not openly confront him.

"Okay, let's talk about it after I die..." Yelu Feng glanced at Huxie Tu, gritted his teeth, and spoke word by word, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

At this time, everyone was still holding Qiu She tightly.

Qiu She's eyes were red, like a mad beast. He kept struggling to rush forward and kill Gozel with his own hands to avenge Dema.

Although Huxie Tu was usually arrogant, he couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw the murderous eyes of the crowd.

His heart began to waver, and he couldn't help but ask himself: Am I really wrong?