Zhenjiaokeng was enraged by the casualties of his minions. He did not realize that he had just missed a perfect opportunity to attack. Seeing Su Hao hiding in the house, protected by a firecracker, he felt that he would not be able to break through this situation.
A line of defense. In desperation, he once again came up with the idea of a fire attack.
"King of the town, please don't get angry!" Yi Shizhong, the head of Fuyuan Village, appeared at some point. He ran to the front of the town's Jiaokeng, shouting and bowing. In the farmer's house
There are piles of firewood and other materials. Once it burns, the fire will be impossible to control and all the houses in the village will suffer.
Yi Shizhong knew Zhenjiokeng. When the gangsters in Zhenjiokeng had no food to eat, they would come to ask the villagers for food. Therefore, Yi Shizhong had dealt with Zhenjiokeng many times. In the past, Yi Shizhong had dealt with Zhenjiokeng.
, the minions in Zhenjiokeng have always followed the principle that rabbits do not eat grass near their nests. They only ask for food, do not harm the villagers, and will not take away their belongings.
This time the Zhenjiokeng bandit gang besieged Kanyu camp, Yi Shizhong adopted a bystander attitude. He could not afford to offend Zhenjiokeng nor Kanyu camp, so he pretended to be unaware.
Hiding at home and not showing up.
Hearing the noise in the village, especially the roar of Su Hao's fire cannon, Yi Shizhong could no longer pretend to be an ostrich. He ran out of his home, intending to mediate the conflict, but happened to hear Zhenjiao Pit threatening to set fire to it.
, this frightened Yi Shizhong.
"King of the town, please don't set fire!" Yi Shizhong begged, "If you set fire, all the houses of more than 30 households in our village will be completely destroyed. It will be winter soon, where do you want us to stay?"
"Yi Lichang, I, Zhenjiokeng, treat you well, don't I?" Zhenjiokeng asked.
Yi Shizhong glanced secretly in Su Hao's direction, fearing that his words would be heard by the officers and soldiers hiding in the house. He really didn't know that the person in the house was Su Hao. Seeing that the house was still some distance away,
Guessing that the other party couldn't hear what Zhen Jiaokeng said, he lowered his voice and replied: "King Zhen, you have always been very generous and take good care of this village."
Zhenjiaokeng said: "Well, look, the officers and soldiers wounded one of my men. This is Ergouzi. The officers and soldiers used fire blunderbuss to knock out the roots of his descendants. What do you think we should do?"
Yi Shizhong glanced at Er Gouzi's injury and shuddered: "This... is a bit cruel."
"What do you think we should do?" Zhen Jiaokeng asked.
Yi Shizhong said: "The king of the town, in the opinion of the villain, you should retreat first, and when the villain turns around, talk to their 100-household masters and let them pay some money, what do you think?"
"Compensate?" Zhenjiokeng's eyes widened, "Several of my brothers have died, so just compensating is enough?"
"Ah? Someone's dead?" Yi Shizhong said, pretending to be surprised. In fact, he had vaguely heard the previous movements and could guess some of the results.
"King of the town, look at these officers and soldiers hiding in the house. They still have muskets in their hands, and the kings can't rush forward. In my opinion, my king, you'd better retreat first, and wait for me to negotiate an agreement for both of you.
, How about asking them to pay more money for the burial? You see, people can't be resurrected after death, so just let them pay a little money, that's all." Yi Shizhong advised.
Zhen Jiaokeng said angrily: "I broke up with several people and couldn't get something. You can get it if you just talk about it? If I withdraw today, the officers and soldiers will be even more enthusiastic. Will they still give me money?"
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"Then...what does the king mean?" Yi Shizhong asked with a bitter face.
"I want to burn down the house!" Zhenjiokeng replied.
Yi Shizhong said: "It is absolutely forbidden to burn a house. If it is burned, our village will be finished. I beg the king of the town to let us go."
"It's okay if we don't let us burn the house. You just go and let the officers and soldiers in that house come out. I promise not to hurt them." Zhenjiao said.
Yi Shizhong said: "King Zhen, do you think the officers and soldiers can listen to me? They will be fine if they stay in the house, but it will be over as soon as they come out. How can a villain have such a big reputation?"
"It's shameless to talk nonsense!" Zhenjiao said, "Stand aside, I'm going to burn down the house now. If you have the courage, go to the side and prepare to put out the fire. I don't plan to burn down other houses, but water and fire
Ruthless, I can't control which house it burns to."
Yi Shizhong begged bitterly: "King of the town, just do it. The houses in our village are so densely packed. If you burn this one, it will definitely involve other houses. I am the only man in this village, and the other houses will be affected."
They are all women and children, how can anyone put out the fire?"
"Liu Er, get firewood!" Zhenjiakeng was too lazy to talk to Yi Shizhong anymore, so he issued an order to his minions. Several minions agreed, kicked open the house of the farmer next to him, and got into the house.
He took out bundles of straw and prepared to walk behind the house where Su Hao was hiding. There were no windows in the back of the house. If the strongmen piled firewood and set fire to the back of the house, Su Hao would not be able to stop them.
"My lord, no!" Yi Shizhong quickly hugged one of the strong men, and at the same time used his shoulders to stop the other strong man.
"Old man, get out of here!" A strong man flew up and kicked Yi Shizhong.
A cold light flashed in Yi Shizhong's eyes. He raised his right hand and spread his fingers. The last two knuckles of each finger were stretched straight, but the front one turned around, almost forming a vertical shape. Said Shi Chi, then
Soon, he waved his hand and slapped the strongman who just kicked him on the back.
"Snapped!"
After a muffled sound, the strongman who had been photographed by Yi Shizhong's eyes widened, and his hands and feet suddenly lost strength. He stood there, his mouth opened unconsciously, and saliva flowed down uncontrollably.
"Five hundred dollars! Five hundred dollars!"
Zhenjiaokeng and the other two strong men screamed loudly as if they were bitten by snakes, and at the same time they took several steps back, far away from Yi Shizhong. Their eyes were full of fear, as if Yi Shizhong
It's like a man-eating demon.
"I x!" Su Hao had been lying on the window looking at the situation outside. When he saw this, he couldn't help shouting.
When he saw Yi Shizhong talking to Zhenjiakeng just now, Su Hao was still worried that Yi Shizhong would betray him. When the strongmen came out with firewood and Yi Shizhong stopped him, he started to help Yi Shizhong again.
He was worried about his safety. In his opinion, Yi Shizhong was just a mediocre old man. If the strong men tried to attack him, he would definitely die an ugly death.
But everything turned around in an instant. When Yi Shizhong hit the strong man with a slap, the same word popped up in Su Hao's heart: Five hundred dollars!
"Five Hundred Dollars" is the name of a kind of acupuncture technique. Sometimes, to avoid taboo, it is also called "Xia Ma Zi". The fame of this martial arts is not only known to everyone in Fengcheng, but also spreads to more than a dozen people in the surrounding area.
Some people say that the name "Five Hundred Money" is derived from the fact that it costs five hundred dollars to learn this skill. Others say that it is a homophonic pronunciation of "Wu Ba Cong", which means that the five fingers on the palm are used as iron pliers.
The characteristic of Five Hundred Money's technique is to slap the opponent on the back, which actually hits five acupuncture points on the opponent's back. Depending on the needs, the effect can be displayed on the spot, as Yi Shizhong just said
Just like dealing with the strong man, you can wait a while before showing it to achieve the purpose of invisibly hurting the person.
Throughout the central Jiangxi region, everyone in Fengcheng said that everyone in Fengcheng was proficient in 500 qian. But in fact, the people in Fengcheng themselves did not know who around them had mastered this skill. The scary thing about 500 qian.
Here in Fengcheng, it doesn't matter how close friends are to each other, but there is one thing that is very taboo, and that is slapping each other on the back.
Although Zhen Jiaokeng was a strong man, he did not know the martial arts of Five Hundred Money. When he saw Yi Shizhong, he only slapped one of his minions on the back lightly, and that minion lost his ability to move.
, I still can’t guess what trick Yi Shizhong used.
"Yi...Yi Lichang, do you know five hundred dollars?" Zhen Jiaokeng's voice changed when he spoke.
Yi Shizhong's face sank and he said: "King of the town, you are a bandit and I am a citizen. We have always kept our noses in the water of the river. I, Lao Yi, am usually very nice to you. Now if you don't drink the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a fine."
Don't blame me, Lao Yi, for being too harsh. I have inherited this skill from my ancestors and have never used it before. You should bring someone with you and get out of Fuyuan Village right now. I will ensure that this kid doesn't die. If not, I, Lao Yi, will do the same.
I have no choice but to eat meat, and you all have to stay with me!"
"Brother...brother, he really knows five hundred dollars." One of the minions stammered to Zhenjiaokeng. In fact, the three of them had knives in their hands. It would be impossible for them to surround Yi Shizhong and fight in a group.
They will suffer losses. But the reputation of five hundred coins is so overbearing. Everyone, including Zhenjiakeng, has grown up listening to the legend about five hundred coins. They never thought that they would have to fight with someone who would
Masters with five hundred dollars compete against each other.
"Yi Li Chang, it's Zhen who has been rude, don't blame Yi Li Chang. Please Yi Li Chang, please unblock my brother, I will take him away right away." Zhen Jiaokeng completely lost his fighting spirit, and he asked Yi Shizhong
He handed over his hands and apologized, his previous domineering attitude was gone.
Yi Shizhong smiled slightly, waved his hand and wiped it on the back of the strongman who was clicked. The strongman immediately regained his ability to move. He raised his hand to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, not even daring to look at Yi Shizhong.
Once he was hit, he ran back to the Zhenjiao Pit in a mess.
"Let's go!" Zhenjiokeng said angrily, and several minions picked up the seriously injured Ergouzi and walked dejectedly out of the village.
When passing by Yi Shizhong, Yi Shizhong ordered in a low voice: "Your Majesty, today's events are not allowed to be spread to outsiders. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, I don't dare to reveal a word." Zhen Jiaokeng nodded. He knew that people who have kung fu don't want others to know. Today, he saw Yi Shizhong perform kung fu, but Yi Shizhong didn't kill him.
It's not easy to silence someone, so how can he still dare to talk nonsense?
Yi Shizhong's action became the last straw that crushed Zhen Jiaokeng's mentality. After exiting Fuyuan Village, he no longer had the intention to besiege Kanyu camp. He shouted, led his minions, and carried the dead and wounded.
They retreated to the mountains. Thanks to his awareness of current affairs, Deng Kui came back with more than a dozen soldiers from the survey camp less than a moment after they left. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome
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