Immediately, the silence of the grove was broken, deafening shouts made the birds and animals tremble with fear, and the white snow was ruined by hundreds of fighting men.
The fighting was going on over there, and the people here were watching with gusto and interest, especially since Zhu Cixi had jumped out of the car and ran to the front to watch the dancing people regardless of the danger. The frightened guards quickly surrounded him, lest he would be beaten over there.
His eyes turned red and he also beat the prince.
"Did you win the battle? Did you win the battle?" Zhu Cixiang looked excited, but he kept muttering this subconsciously. He was asking Chang Yu next to him.
Chang Yu's face was particularly ugly. The situation on the field was really embarrassing for him. They were all so big, and the number of people was doubled. At first, he was very powerful, but in the blink of an eye, he fell behind and was beaten in a miserable state. It was really...
It's embarrassing. Although he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect the defeat to be revealed so quickly.
This is not surprising. There is a truth in later generations. That is, the so-called masters of traditional martial arts are not as strong as a gangster who often fights. Fighting with professional Sanda players is just looking for abuse.
This is exactly the case now. Fang Ba's men are all street gangsters. They usually fight and fight. They are all experts. However, these eunuchs do not dare to speak loudly on weekdays and do chores. Their blood has long been lost. Although they have been trained by Chang Yu,
, but after all, the time is too short. Eighty percent of them have not even participated in a boxing match and have a fight. They are complete rookies. Therefore, when compared with Fang Ba's "professional players", the level can be seen instantly, and some of them have not even fought.
He couldn't even resist, so he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands and let others beat him wildly.
This scene made Fang Badu find it unexpected and unbelievable. What is the origin of this group of people? They came with such great momentum, but their strength was so useless. Looking at the cowardly appearance of each of them, he couldn't help but feel the contrast.
Grinning.
Chang Yu couldn't stand it anymore. He unbuttoned his coat and threw it back. He stepped on Can Xue and ran towards the fiercely fighting crowd. During the run-up, he kicked over an eunuch who was pressing down violently.
Beat up the gangster.
"You're so stupid, you don't know how to fight back." Chang Yu picked up the beaten eunuch with a bloody nose from the ground, and slapped him: "Hit them. If you don't knock them over, I'll kill you."
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"And you, how did I teach you, so that you can fall down in one go?" Chang Yu said and rushed to the couple again, accidentally falling to a gangster, pointing at the panic-looking eunuch and scolding: "What are you looking at, give it to me
beat".
In this way, Chang Yu felt like he was entering a deserted land, beating and scolding at the same time. Wherever he went, those little gangsters were his opponents.
A combination of punches can turn three or four in a row.
"Fierce, fierce! Chang Yu is truly an enemy of ten thousand people!" Zhu Cixiang was almost crazy. He saw Chang Yu clashing with each other in the crowd, throwing and beating him. He was really like a wolf among sheep.
Tang Potian and the group of personal guards were equally excited. Every time they saw Chang Yu knocking down one of them, they couldn't help but subconsciously cheer.
"Be careful." Zhu Cixiang kept following Chang Yu's figure with his eyes. Suddenly his expression changed and he roared.
But of course Chang Yu couldn't hear his voice, and he was kicked over immediately. He rolled on the ground, kicked over a gangster next to him, stood up and looked at the person who sneaked up on him, Fang Ba!
Fang Ba's originally snickering face had long since turned livid. Yesterday he heard that a couple of guys came and knocked down more than 20 people, which made him unbelievable. But just before his eyes, this kid was like a tiger descending from the mountain, knocking over
He was more than ten years old, and his attacks were ruthless and heavy. The brothers who were knocked down by him either fell to the ground and fainted, or lay on the ground wailing. The one who couldn't help it, he also joined the battle circle and attacked Chang Yu secretly.
Fang Ba finally figured out the situation. The big soldiers outside were just here to watch the fun, and his heart dropped. He wanted to deal with these guys with unknown origins.
"Fang Ba, you are so busy watching the show, are you making yourself uncomfortable?" Chang Yu sneered and rushed over without waiting for him to say anything.
Hu Hu punched him twice, and Fang Ba actually caught it. Chang Yu was a little surprised. It was the first time that no one was knocked over by him. It seemed that this kid had a few tricks up his sleeve.
That's natural. Fang was nearly 40 years old and had been on the street for decades. He didn't have any superb martial arts skills, but he had extremely rich fighting experience.
He dodged both of Chang Yu's uppercuts and returned a kick. It was this kick that opened the door for him. Chang Yu reached out to catch it, got close and swept him hard, knocking him to the ground. This guy
He was still in a state of agitation. The moment he fell to the ground, he rolled over and was about to get up when his ear was hit hard and Chang Yu kicked him unconscious. He fell to the snow.
In just three rounds, Fang Baye was knocked to the ground, causing Zhu Cixiang and others to howl like wolves and ghosts, but Fang Ba's men were in chaos, especially a few of his confidants who rushed forward to rescue them.
The armed personal guards had already arrived with knives.
Chang Yu didn't stop them from rescuing Fang Ba. He just sneered and then rushed into the crowd again and started beating him...
In just one cup of tea, Zhu Cixiang's voice became hoarse from shouting, and he even felt like he was going to burst into flames.
The grove beside the moat was in a mess. It was once covered with snow, but now it was full of mud. There were scattered eunuchs and gangsters covered in mud or blood lying here and there.
The previous shouts turned into low moans. Almost no one in the audience was standing. Even Chang Yu leaned against the tree trunk and gasped for air.
With his physical strength so exhausted, not to mention everyone else, they were already as limp as mud.
At the end of this game, who will lose and who will win?
Zhu Cixiang may have thought it was a draw, with no casualties and a lot of injuries, but now neither side had the energy to continue the fight.
But from Chang Yu's point of view, he lost the fight, and he lost in a mess!
The opponent had nearly a hundred people, and our own had more than 270 people, even a three-on-one ratio. However, after a fierce battle, it was a draw.
The same weather, the same geographical location, I still have the advantage of human beings, with twice the number of people, and there are support from the outside to put pressure on the opponent, not to mention that I also participated in the melee, and ended up fighting like this, and the opponent did not lose.
He ran away, but all of us were already weak and collapsed.
If he hadn't been kicking and beating them, allowing these eunuchs to slowly regain their vitality, I'm afraid our own side would have been the first to escape.
"Boss, have we won?" Chunxiang and Jiang Quan, covered in mud, with bruises and swollen faces, slowly walked past Chang Yu, and then collapsed again gasping for breath. In order to hide their identities, Chang Yu had told them to pay attention to their names before leaving the palace.
, so several people call him the boss.
"Win a p". Chang Yu cursed angrily and looked at the people carefully. Fortunately, the injury was not serious, just a loss of strength.
Chunxiang and the others belong to his direct lineage, and they are trained step by step. In addition, they are also smart. During the melee just now, they formed a team and took care of each other, so they did not suffer any big losses.
Chong chang chang, Zhu Cixiang ran over without caring about the mud on the ground, and the guards behind him hurriedly followed. The frightened gangsters who were lying on the ground gasping for breath quickly got up and gave way, and some panicked.
He didn't understand the situation and thought he was going to arrest someone, so he ran away.
"That's awesome. Chang Yu, you are really awesome. If you become a general, why worry about my Ming Dynasty..." Zhu Cixiang's face, which was originally red with excitement, couldn't help but darken when he said this. At the same time, he realized something and quickly closed his eyes.
Mouth.
"It's getting late, you should go back quickly. If you stay too long, you will save yourself the trouble of going back." Chang Yu smiled lightly.
Zhu Cixi bit his lower lip and turned around to look around the battlefield: "Do you want me to handle this for you?"
"No, don't let me destroy the good whetstone." Chang Yu chuckled, Zhu Cixi also smiled and nodded slightly: "I'm leaving, see you later."
He came quickly and left quickly. After all, he was a cavalryman. Zhu Cixiang returned home happily.
"Man, what do you say?" Zhu Cixiang had just walked away, and Fang Ba was staggering over with someone supporting him. Chang Yu's kick just now was so hard that it took him a long time to wake up. Even now, he is still top-heavy.
Judging from experience, the concussion will not heal within a month and a half.
"What do you mean, did you win this fight?" Chang Yu stood up again and said fiercely with a fierce look on his face.
As soon as he stood up, Chunxiang and the eunuchs nearby also quickly followed suit.
Fang Ba's side was right, and the two sides were at war with each other again.
"What on earth do you want? Do you think the problem will be lifted if you pay the money?" Fang Ba glared at Chang Yu for a long time, and his tone became a little soft. After all, this is an old Jianghu, and this guy opposite can easily attract nearly three hundred people.
There is an army randomly cheering outside. How can this be trivial? Moreover, the young man riding the carriage just now is definitely an ordinary person. He is not an ordinary noble. Because nobles do not hide their armor, there is only one possibility that he is from the Beijing camp.
The son of a certain military boss here.
But no matter who he is, he is not something that a street gangster can contend with. He is just seeking death.
Of course, it would not work if he gave in. Chang Yu snorted coldly: "There is no need to pay money, after all, it is a tie today, there is no winner or lose."
"Then, this matter..." Fang Ba's expression relaxed: "My subordinates are ignorant of Taishan and hurt your friend..."
"Don't say it's useless." Chang Yu interrupted him directly: "We don't win or lose today, we'll just fight another day, well, we'll still be here five days later!"
Ah! Fang Bayi was stunned. He couldn't figure out whether this kid was sick. I wanted to pay him back, but you didn't want it and wanted to fight him!
"Ahem, cough, cough, man, I, Fang Ba, have given up and won't fight. You can tell me how much money you want. It's just a waste of money and I'll pay for it." Fang Ba decided that he didn't want to get involved. This guy is a bit abnormal and scary.
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"That won't work, Fang Ba. I'm just going to put it here. Either we have a fight in five days and I win and the matter is revealed, or you give me fifty thousand taels of silver now. Otherwise, if you don't anger me, I can make you Fang Ba and you
These people under my command disappeared from Chaoyang Gate and even disappeared from Beijing City. You should know that I have this ability."
Chang Yu was magnifying his move. Naturally he didn't want to throw away a good whetstone, and in order to prevent the whetstone from getting into trouble, he had to give them a shot and he had to go all out.
This! It was just five hundred taels, how could a fight cost fifty thousand taels? What is the concept of fifty thousand taels? Fang Ba didn't dare to think about it and looked at Chang Yu blankly.
However, Chang Yu had already turned around and left, taking the two hundred and seventy people with him: "Put your clothes on, don't get cold or cold."
Watching his leaving figure, Fang Ba and others couldn't help but shudder. They broke out in a cold sweat from the fight just now, and now they feel unbearable when the cold wind blows. They hurry back to the city, otherwise they will freeze into popsicles in a while.
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