Zhu Dali said: "A literary fight is a literary fight, you come first!"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Let's make an agreement first. If anyone moves before we finish these three punches, it's the grandson! I'll hit you first. I haven't finished these three punches. If you dare to move, you and your brother will both be mine."
Grandson, when you hit me later, you didn’t finish the three punches. If I moved, I would be your grandson.%"
Zhu Dali thought for a while, as if he had accidentally suffered a loss, so he nodded and said: "Okay!" He stood on the spot and stepped on his horse. He gave a heavy kick with his feet, and with a click, two more bluestones were broken by him.
Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed. He was so blatantly destroying the appearance of the city, but no urban management officials were involved. What a time! After stretching his muscles, Qiqi came to him and whispered, "Can you do it?"
Hu Xiaotian whispered to her: "When I turn around and take action, you should be ready to run away at any time. Run back."
Qiqi blinked and seemed to have understood.
Zhu Dali was already impatient and urged: "Is it over yet?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled, walked over slowly, and raised his fist.
Zhu Dali shouted: "Hey!" Come on.
Hu Xiaotian took a deep breath and rushed out like a leopard. He raised his right fist and punched Zhu Dali in the stomach. The force of the punch with all his strength was also quite terrifying. Hu Xiaotian was still somewhat confident in his own martial arts.
I have some confidence, but I also hope that Zhu Dali is a tough guy, maybe I can knock him out with one punch?
Only after Hu Xiaotian actually took action did he realize that this possibility did not exist at all. His fist was like hitting an iron plate. Although the sound was terrifying, the opponent's body did not move at all after hitting the target. The shock made his arm sore.
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Zhu Dali chuckled and said, "Boy, do you want to scratch your itch? Come again!"
Hu Xiaotian secretly screamed that something was wrong. No wonder Zhu Ba sent this rude man out. He was very powerful in martial arts. Let alone three punches, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to do anything to him even if he was given thirty punches.
Hu Xiaotian quietly winked at Qiqi and raised his fist again. Zhu Dali calmed down and waited for his second punch to land. Hu Xiaotian feinted in a circle. He bypassed Zhu Dali and strode towards Zhu Ba in the crowd.
To capture the thief first, capture the king. Hu Xiaotian weighed the situation in his mind. Although the opponent had many people, this group of beggars should be a mob. As long as Zhu Ba, the leader, was restrained, the overall situation could be controlled.
Once he activates the whole body, it will inevitably cause changes in the opponent's camp. Qiqi will also have a chance to escape.
At the same time as Hu Xiaotian started, Qiqi had already turned the horse's head, with a cold light flashing in her hand, but it was she who took out the hidden dagger and inserted it into the horse's butt like lightning. The maroon horse was stabbed by the dagger and was in great pain.
The bird screamed loudly. It raised its four hooves and rushed toward the entrance of the alley.
Two broken cars blocked the intersection side by side. The maroon horse rushed towards the two broken cars desperately in pain, trying to knock the carriage away with its body. More than a dozen beggars raised their dog-beating sticks and pointed the tips at the horse.
The bay-red horse, puff! Puff! Puff, the sound of the tip piercing the bay-red horse was heard endlessly. But Qiqi had been prepared. The moment the bay-red horse was stabbed, his body rose into the air from the horse's back, and made two consecutive inversions in the void.
, she had already escaped from the encirclement when she landed. She ran away into the distance without looking back.
When Hu Xiaotian saw that she had successfully escaped, he was relieved, but he was immediately occupied by unprecedented pressure. Dozens of beggars were all looking at him eagerly. Although Hu Xiaotian successfully attracted the other's attention, he wanted to capture him in the crowd.
It was impossible to stop Zhu Ba. As soon as he rushed out two feet away, he was blocked by the beggars coming up. Dog-beating sticks were pointing at him, blocking him in the middle.
Zhu Dali roared angrily and turned around to walk towards Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian laughed loudly: "Zhu Dali, I just punched you, and you actually moved. What did we just say? You and your brother are both grandsons."
When Zhu Dali heard this, he suddenly remembered that he had indeed promised just now, and his feet were firmly nailed to the ground. He did not want to be treated as a grandson.
Zhu Ba was not as easy to deceive as his younger brother, and sneered: "Brother, there is no need to talk nonsense with such a villain. Come and beat him so hard that his parents will not recognize him."
After receiving the order, the beggars immediately roared and rushed towards Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian yelled: "Stop everyone! I am an official of the imperial court. Anyone who dares to touch me is deceiving the king!" Qiqi is out of danger, and Hu Xiaotian is not afraid of exposing his identity.
His voice really shocked these beggars. Since ancient times, the people have not fought against the officials, unless they openly rebel. Anyone who hears the words "official" will think about it in their hearts.
Zhu Ba looked at him with a pair of eyes full of suspicion, but he saw Hu Xiaotian wearing a green hat, a classic servant's attire, which official of the imperial court would dress like this. After a moment's hesitation, he laughed wildly: "If you were the imperial court,
Mingguan, I am Emperor Dakang!"
A group of beggars laughed wildly, and obviously no one believed what Hu Xiaotian said.
Hu Xiaotian gritted his teeth, showed the Panlong gold medal on his waist, and said loudly: "Open your eyes and see clearly, this is the Panlong gold medal given by the emperor. Seeing the gold medal is like seeing the current emperor, why don't you give it to me quickly?"
I kneel down."
The beggars all focused their attention on the gold medal. They couldn't tell whether Hu Xiaotian's words were true or false, but the gold medal should be real. Everyone knew it. Someone said: "It's real gold!"
Another person said: "Get rich!" Zhu Badao said: "Haha, brothers, grab the gold medal from me!" These people only have gold in their eyes, and the Panlong gold medal given by the emperor does not have any deterrent to them.
force.
In fact, Hu Xiaotian's real intention was to delay time. Qiqi escaped successfully. According to common sense, this girl should have gone to move reinforcements. As long as he delayed for a while, the chance of escape would be greater. But Hu Xiaotian also felt a little unsure.
Based on his friendship with Qi Qi and Qi Qi's character, he might not be willing to share the joys and sorrows with him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to escape so happily. Taking out the Panlong gold medal, I thought it would deter these beggars, but I didn't expect it to have any effect.
The reaction was to arouse the greed in the beggars' hearts.
This group of beggars who love money as much as their lives swarmed up, intending to snatch the gold medal from Hu Xiaotian's hands.
A dog-beating stick was thrust towards Hu Xiaotian's chest. Hu Xiaotian had quick eyes and quick hands. He held the tip of the stick with his left hand and bumped the stick with his right elbow. He forcefully snatched the dog-beating stick from the opponent's hand. He had just held the stick in his hand.
, more than a dozen dog-beating sticks swept towards his feet.
Hu Xiaotian jumped into the air to avoid the sweep on the ground, and more than a dozen sticks fell down from above his head. Hu Xiaotian raised his dog beating sticks with both arms flat, and withstood the opponent's attack. The force of more than ten dog beating sticks falling at the same time was incredible.
Powerful, although Hu Xiaotian had the power of ten years of De'an's skills, he still lacked some firepower. He couldn't use it as he pleased at the critical moment. The shock made his arms numb, and the dog-beating stick flew out of his hand, staggering backward.
Exit a few steps.
There were dull footsteps behind him, but it was Zhu Dali who came from behind and shouted: "Everyone get out of my way, this kid is mine!" His reaction was half a beat slower than others, and it was only now that he realized what had just happened.
Falling into Hu Xiaotian’s trap.
Hu Xiaotian turned around and saw Zhu Dali's fist suddenly rushing towards his face. Hu Xiaotian did not dare to neglect and punched him in the face.
With a loud bang!, the air waves around the two people radiated around them like an overwhelming mountain. For a moment, sand and rocks were flying, and the beggars were forced by the sand and dust to close their eyes. Hu Xiaotian only took three steps back, but he was there
In times of crisis, he managed to summon up all his inner strength and withstand the opponent's blow.
Zhu Dali never expected that Hu Xiaotian could catch his domineering punch. Because of Hu Xiaotian's strong counterattack, he became excited: "Okay! That's interesting!" Only then did he realize that this handsome boy was definitely not silver.
It looked like the head of a pewter gun, and he waved his fist to prepare to attack again.
But he saw Hu Xiaotian jumping up on the spot, rubbing his hands back and forth. The head-to-head confrontation just now made his finger bones split and he was in unbearable pain. He originally wanted to swollen his face to make him fat, but he couldn't hold on.
While jumping, the Panlong gold medal around his waist fell to the ground with a clang. Hu Xiaotian hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but Zhu Dali didn't give him this chance. He roared, took a step forward, and blew the wind into his ears.
It is the most common move, but it is also terrifying when used by him.
Hu Xiaotian had to step back. Zhu Dali was a proficient martial artist, and he would only suffer the loss if he faced off against such a person head-on.
When the beggars saw the gold medal on the ground, their eyes lit up. After a moment of hesitation, they immediately swarmed forward, intending to grab the gold medal first. In this way, they helped Hu Xiaotian and blocked Zhu Dali's second wave of offensive.
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The scene was in chaos. When Hu Xiaotian saw Zhu Ba in the crowd, he kicked a beggar in front of him and approached Zhu Ba. The only chance to reverse the situation was to control the leader of the group of beggars.
The beggars on the roofs on both sides also came down to help. Only on the left roof there was still an old beggar in ragged clothes lying on it, basking in the sun and gnawing on chicken legs. The sun shone on the ground, and the Panlong gold medal was dazzling.
The golden light just reflected on his face and seemed to sting his eyes. The old beggar frowned. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the tiles under him began to tremble slightly, and his hazy eyes instantly became clear and clear.
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a group of leather-armored warriors in the distance rushing toward the alley where they were like black clouds. Looking to the other side, there was also a group of hundreds of people heading toward them.
Outflanking at the end of the alley.
The old beggar hurriedly took two bites of chicken legs, took out a suona from the rag bag on his back, put it to his oily mouth and started blowing.
A loud suona sounded through the sky, and everyone raised their heads and looked up. The old beggar grinned and said: "The officers and soldiers are coming!"
The group of beggars were startled when they heard this, and Zhu Ba made a quick decision and said loudly: "Brothers, the wind is tight, pull!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
