Even if ordinary people practice martial arts all year round, sometimes they may not be the opponents of gangsters.

Because when it comes to actually taking action, martial arts and moves are not the most important.

Whether you are ruthless or not is the key to victory or defeat.

Zhao Lang knows this truth, even if he has a special soldier physique, even if he has gained proficiency in combat.

Facing someone who can quietly bring down Uncle Hei Fu and the others.

Zhao Lang knew that he only had one chance, otherwise life and death for them would be unpredictable!

So, when he took the chance.

Cross your hands and lock each other's hands.

Bring your legs down from the other person's waist and wrap them around the other person's legs.

After locking the opponent with hands and feet.

He used all his strength to hold the opponent tightly!

The two of them came together like a pair of twists.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhao Lang actually smelled a delicate fragrance.

Before he could make up his mind, Zhao Lang felt a huge force coming from the other party.

He almost got freed.

Zhao Lang used all his strength to lock it!

"Let go!"

A low roar sounded inside the bullock cart.

Although Zhao Lang heard the sound, he was not stupid. How could he let go in this situation?

Ignoring the other person at all, just try harder! Try harder!

Not getting a response, the other party struggled even more fiercely.

The whole bullock cart shook.

The distance between them is getting closer and closer.

The two of them are like two wild beasts at this time, either you die or I live.

The sound of heavy breathing echoed one after another inside the bullock cart.

"Let go!"

The voice of the man in white sounded again, but this time, there seemed to be a little more anxiety in his voice.

Zhao Lang just pretended not to hear.

I dare not relax at all on my hands and legs.

Soon, the opponent's strength to struggle became weaker and weaker.

Eventually it became silent, as if he wasn't even breathing.

Zhao Lang breathed a sigh of relief immediately.

The first time he faced this situation, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

I relaxed subconsciously.

But in the next second, the person who had been motionless suddenly burst out with a burst of huge force!

Zhao Lang responded quickly, but it was already too late.

After getting a breather, the man in white suddenly burst out with a huge burst of power!

Breaking free from Zhao Lang's shackles.

Zhao Lang rushed forward again, trying to lock the opponent again. What greeted him was a delicate but extremely powerful foot.

Bang!

The fragile oxcart door fell apart, and Zhao Lang flew out.

Immediately afterwards, a cold light fell towards him.

It's over.

Zhao Lang gained a special soldier physique and his eyesight was enhanced.

He saw it and saw that it was a sword.

He closed his eyes, not wanting to see his own blood splattered three feet away.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any other movement.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a man in messy white clothes, holding a long sword, looking at him fiercely,

"Who the hell are you!"

The man in white knew from the man that Zhao Lang was the son of a landlord.

But which landowner's son has such high martial arts skills?

And these powerful servants.

"Aren't you a woman?"

Zhao Lang was stunned for a moment when he heard the other party's voice.

Looking at the other person's dress, he is clearly a man.

This voice is also somewhat difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Soon, he thought of something, and then looked towards the other person's throat.

To see if a woman is disguising herself as a man, just look at her Adam's apple.

The man in white’s Adam’s apple is smooth and clean.

"It turned out to be a woman disguised as a man."

A hint of anger appeared on the handsome face of the man in white, which she had always hidden very well.

Normal sounds are also deliberately changed.

Unexpectedly, I was made to cry today.

Her strength is several times stronger than that of Zhao Lang. If it is a head-on confrontation, she is sure to defeat the opponent within one move.

But this person had the upper hand, and the distance between the two of them was such that not even a needle could penetrate.

And the opponent's weird moves locked all her joints, making it impossible to move!

The main reason is that everything the other party did was wrong!

The woman in white drove the scene just now out of her mind and asked sharply.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me who you are!"

Hearing the question, Zhao Lang became even more angry.

"You don't know who we are, so you just attack us!?"

The woman in white took out a potato from behind and said coldly,

"You took my things, of course I'm going to do it."

Zhao Lang was slightly startled, did this potato belong to the other party?

But he quickly reacted and said,

"I got these things in exchange for food!"

"In exchange?"

The woman in white gave a sneer and said,

"For this food, my disciples spent hundreds of lives, and you just exchanged it for a few hundred kilograms of food?"

Zhao Lang was making crazy calculations in his mind at this time. Judging from the other party's appearance, he turned out to be reasonable.

Anyway, the current situation is like this, so we might as well take a gamble.

And he also guessed the identity of the other party,

"No matter how much food I exchange for, it is ultimately what I legitimately exchange for."

"It turns out that you farmers like to kill people and sell goods."

"No wonder it's in such decline!"

When the woman in white heard the other party calling out her identity, she couldn't help being shocked, and said with a bit of annoyance,

"I didn't kill anyone, they just fainted!"

"These things originally belonged to my sect!"

Zhao Lang smiled deliberately and said,

"Of course, since you have great martial arts skills, these things are naturally yours."

"After that, you ask one of your junior brothers to sell it to others, and then take it back yourself."

"After going back and forth, I got so much food for nothing. It's a good deal."

"you!"

The woman in white was so angry at Zhao Lang that she couldn't even speak clearly.

Soon, she put away the sword in her hand and said,

"No matter what you say, I will take away these grains."

"I want this food to go to disaster relief!"

Seeing the other party sheathing his sword, Zhao Lang breathed a sigh of relief, but he still said,

"Disaster relief? Huh, if you use this food for disaster relief, are you treating me as a fool or the victims as fools?"

The woman in white said,

"You are the fool!"

"Someone in the east offered ten taels of gold to buy one tael of grain! I exchanged the money and went to provide disaster relief!"

When Zhao Lang heard this, he thought to himself, it turns out you don’t know the use of potatoes either!

Otherwise, why would it be sold at such a low price?

Zhao Lang said lightly,

"For every tael of this grain, I will give you twenty taels of gold."

The woman in white sneered,

"Who do you think I am? I have already made an agreement with someone else, so I must fulfill it."

At this time, Zhao Lang said in a calm voice,

"Thirty taels of gold."

There was a slight hesitation on the face of the woman in white, but she quickly said,

"You promise a thousand dollars, landlords like you who only think about yourself will not understand."

Zhao Lang showed a smile on his face and said,

"One hundred taels."

"Oh, I pity the victims. Just because some people are willing to lose their lives just to save their own face. It's really pitiful and sad..."

Before Zhao Lang finished speaking, the long sword in the hand of the woman in white had already fallen on his neck.

"Get the money!"
Chapter completed!