Enemy of a hundred people (please book with tens of thousands of orders)
Zhang Ruoxi walked out of the cabin and asked what happened. Two brothers, Lu Chun and Lu Jie, also followed. Lu Jie put her head around and asked, "Uncle Jiezi, who are you going to beat?"
Zhang Yuan quickly let his sister in, let alone his two little nephews come out. He stayed in the cabin first and closed the window. (Read the latest updates soon.
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The evil boy in the green shorts was dragged to the shore by the stone pillar soldier Ma Kuoqi and thrown to the ground. Ma Kuoqi sang a promise to Zhang Yuan who was standing at the bow of the boat: "Master Zhang, only one was captured, and the other one was captured."
He ran away, Mr. Zhang asked him something."
It would be a bit troublesome if one of them escaped. Zhang Yuan did not bother to ask questions and said to Mu Jingyan and Ma Kuoqi on the shore: "It is very likely that a large number of gangsters will come. Ma Kuoqi, hurry up."
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The evil young man who was trampled to the ground by Ma Kuoqi suddenly became more angry and shouted: "Just wait, we have dozens of young men in the field. If we don't break your arms and legs one by one today, we will be in vain..."
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Ma Kuoqi's big foot that was originally on the waist of the evil boy moved up and stepped on the back of the evil boy's neck. The evil boy immediately choked his neck and could not scream. Ma Kuoqi said: "Master Zhang
Don't be alarmed, even if there are dozens of scoundrels like this, it will be useless -" He said to Mu Jingyan: "I don't have my hook, sickle or spear with me, so I can lend you your stick."
Zhang Yuan did not want to fight alone, so he said: "Give me a few coins and ask two porters to go outside Yongjin Gate to find Mr. Qin and bring someone to help."
Mu Jingyan waved two porters over and gave each one a penny of silver. Zhang Yuan ordered: "You two quickly run to the Lujia Inn outside Yongjin Gate, go to Mr. Qin and tell him that Zhang Yuan is in an emergency. Please ask Qin."
Your Excellency, please send help quickly."
The two porters were overjoyed. The Lu's Inn outside Yongjin Gate was only five or six miles away from here. They could get one penny for reporting the news. This money was so profitable that they ran towards Yongjin Gate.
Mu Jingyan handed the whistle stick in his hand to Ma Kuoqi, who jumped on the boat to look for a stick that could defend the enemy. Mu Zhenzhen took out the small Panlong stick and gave it to her father. Mu Jingyan said: "You keep it.
Protect the young master and the eldest lady and do not get off the boat."
Mu Jingyan asked the boatman to borrow an oar. The boatman said, "I have a broken oar here, I wonder if it can be used?" He went to the small cabin and took out a broken oar. Although the oar was broken in part, it was still more than seven feet long.
Mu Jingyan took the broken oar and saw that it was made of basswood. The basswood was not as hard as his iron pear wood whistle stick, but it could be used. He jumped to the shore with the broken oar in his hand. Ma Kuoqi felt that it was too hard.
The whistle stick was too short, so he took a fancy to the broken oar, which was more than seven feet long, and wanted to exchange it with Mu Jingyan. Mu Jingyan was eager to exchange it.
Zhang Yuan then asked the evil boy: "What do you gangsters want from Zhang Yuan?"
When Ma Kuoqi saw Zhang Yuan wanted to ask a question, he moved his big foot that was on the back of the evil boy's neck to make it easier for the evil boy to reply. {Updates are the fastest to read.
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The evil boy was stepped on the ground, looked at Zhang Yuan with his head held high and his eyes rolled up, and said, "Are you Zhang Yuan?"
Zhang Yuandao: "I'm asking you, answer it well to avoid suffering more."
Ma Kuoqi kicked the evil boy on the butt and shouted: "Master Zhang is asking you something, answer it quickly."
The young man who committed crimes made a sound of "poof" and put his chin to the ground. He was blinded by the dust and shouted: "There is nothing I can't say. Someone is paying to take off your legs."
Zhang Yuan asked: "How much did you pay?"
The evil young man said: "Thirty taels of silver."
Zhang Yuan raised his voice and said, "It's only thirty taels of silver. It's so cheap. Who hired you?"
The evil boy shut his mouth and didn't answer, as if he was very professional.
Ma Kuoqi said: "When I beat him until he opens his mouth -"
Zhang Yuan didn't want his sister Zhang Ruoxi and his two nephews to see this, so he said: "It won't be too late to send him to the Hangzhou government office for torture. Let's tie him up first and tie him to a wooden stake with a cable."
As soon as Ma Kuoqi tied the evil boy to a thick wooden pile on the shore, he saw a commotion among the porters, brokers, coachmen, and porters on the east side of the pier. Someone shouted: "The gangsters are coming." The busy canal
The port suddenly became a little solemn. People on the east side of the pier retreated to both sides, looking in the direction of Zhang Yuan. There was a person tied to a wooden stake on the shore, which was very eye-catching.
I heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and then I saw a group of people running from the east, about twenty or thirty people, all dressed in green, holding long or short sticks, some with shovels, scales, and hammers, shouting and shouting.
Pedestrians on the road avoided him for fear of being caught, and looked sideways and kept silent——
Zhang Yuanyuan saw that these young gangsters were so arrogant and arrogant. They were like robbers in the busy city. No wonder ordinary people were afraid of them like tigers.
The evil young man tied to the wooden stake screamed: "Here, here - bang -" Ma Kuoqi gave him a blow with his head, causing his head to be bruised and bloody.
The group of young fighters had already seen this side and rushed towards Zhang Yuan while roaring. Ma Kuoqi gave a loud shout and rushed forward with a broken oar. Mu Jingyan followed closely with a whistle stick in one hand.
He took a step, turned around and glanced at the white boat, then stopped and stood guard by the wooden pile.
Ma Kuoqi was already in close combat with the young warriors who were rushing in front. Ma Kuoqi was tall and strong, holding up a seven-foot-long basswood oar. In the blink of an eye, he knocked over two——
There were also brave men in the fighting team. Seeing Ma Kuoqi's power, even though there were three young men holding long sticks and one holding a short stick, Ma Kuoqi besieged Ma Kuoqi. Ma Kuoqi was used to using white poles, hooks, sickles and spears.
After all, this broken oar is not easy to take advantage of. He often uses the oar as a spear and stabs Qingshou in the chest. Although it hurts, he cannot defeat the opponent. Instead, he received two blows. Fortunately, his skin was rough and he could withstand it.
After receiving two sticks, he became more and more aggressive. He didn't pay attention to any marksmanship anymore. He held the broken oar with one hand and relied on his long arm to swing vertically and slash across. He knocked down two more people. Unexpectedly, the basswood oar collided with one of them.
The young man's short stick hit him, and there was a "click" sound, and another section of the seven-foot oar was broken, and it was only about five feet long——
Ma Kuoqi picked up the eyebrow-leveling stick left by a gangster on the ground, wielded the two sticks and went on a rampage. He also received several sticks, but he could bear it, and the gangsters who received the stick from him were extremely
Breaking bones and tendons is not enough. Daxing Qingshou usually only bullies kind people. How can it be compared with the Shizhu native soldiers who fought hard on the real battlefield? What's more, Ma Kuoqi is a warrior among the native soldiers. Those Daxing Qingshou
Then they avoided Ma Kuoqi and ran towards the wooden stakes where their accomplices were tied——
The leader, a brave young fighter, saw a yellow-bearded man dressed as a degenerate guarding the wooden post, and shouted: "You bitch, get out of here."
Mu Jingyan shouted loudly and jumped forward. His long body was as nimble as a tiger and leopard. He raised the whistle stick in his hand and slashed down diagonally. The tip of the stick made a sharp whistle and struck with lightning speed.
On the left shoulder of Naxing Qingshou, that Qingshou screamed, his left shoulder blade shattered, and he fell to the ground exhausted.
The other young warriors who were about to rush up stopped in fear when they saw the brave man with a yellow beard. These people were also used to running rampant, and their ferocity could not be contained. They winked at each other, and six or seven of them followed.
People surrounded Mu Jingyan from three directions. Long sticks, short sticks, scales and hammers all greeted Mu Jingyan——
Mu Jingyan held the stick with both hands like a gun, with the hollow end at the back and the solid end at the front, and he quickly thrust it towards Daxing Qingshou's face. He was also using the stick as a gun like Ma Kuoqi.
But the difference is that Mu Jingyan's pokes were very accurate, and they all hit Qing Shou's face and nose. They were fast, ruthless, and accurate. In just a few breaths, the seven dozen Qing Qings who besieged him were
Five nose bones were stabbed with his hand, and the raised nose bones were smashed and flattened, leaving him with a flat face. The other two thugs saw the opportunity and ran away.
Although Zhang Yuan stood on the bow of the ship and stared without blinking, he could not clearly see the moment when Mu Jingyan's whistle stick hit Daxing Qingshou's face. He could only see them covering their faces and falling to the sky.
He turned to Mu Zhenzhen, who was beside him, and said, "Zhenzhen, your father is really powerful. I was a little worried that the two of them wouldn't be able to deal with these thirty or so young players."
Mu Zhenzhen was also beaming at the sight, his chest puffed up, and he said with some pride: "My father has a gun and a stick in his hand, and dozens of people can't get close to him."
Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "It is false to boast that bravery is unworthy of ten thousand men. With a gun and a stick in hand, a hundred enemies are real. Mu Jingyan's martial arts is much better than Ma Kuoqi. He is indeed a fierce general."
Wu Ling leaned against the cabin door and exclaimed: "My dear mother, no wonder Sister Zhenzhen is so powerful. It turns out that Uncle Mu is even more powerful."
The young ones bullied the good and feared the evil, bullied the weak and oppressed the few. At first, a few people were knocked down and they wanted to take advantage of the large number of people and try to be brutal. However, how could the mob defeat Mu Jingyan and Ma Kuoqi? In just a moment, these people had always jumped over the top.
In the market, more than a dozen of the domineering gangsters were knocked to the ground. Seeing that the situation was not good, the rest fled away, but did not stay away. They only yelled and cursed and uttered some threatening words.
At this time, the Qin people led a dozen or so stone pillar soldiers and rushed over. They saw that the originally bustling dock was now empty. There was no one standing, only a dozen men in green clothes lying down, some with broken legs or broken legs.
Arms, and a few were covering their faces and rolling on the ground in pain. The big man Ma Kuoqi was chasing some men in Tsing Yi with a broken oar -
When Zhang Yuan saw that Qin Minping had arrived, he was overjoyed and shouted: "Brother Qin, help catch those men in green with sticks in their hands."
Qin Minping agreed and chased the fleeing green hands with the native soldiers. The native soldiers grew up in the mountains of eastern Sichuan and were good at running. The porters and porters who were watching also secretly helped, stretching out their poles to trip the green hands.
After falling down, I caught them. After a moment of confusion, I counted the number of people and found that I caught twenty-seven young players. I guess only four or five of the fast-legged ones got away——
The native soldiers were very ruthless. They would break a leg if they grabbed a green hand to prevent them from escaping. When the Shizhu native soldiers went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, they would not take prisoners unless there was an order at that time. Surrendering was useless.
Cut off his head with a knife and hang it on his waist——
The captured young practitioners were thrown together with those who had been knocked to the ground by Ma Kuoqi and Mu Jingyan. Their faces were earth-colored, and they grinned and screamed in pain.
People at the canal port who had previously stayed away gathered around to watch these thugs, some throwing rocks and some splashing sewage. The grievances they had suffered in the past suddenly burst out.
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