Everyone was attracted by the fierce fight on the beach.
The hustle and bustle of the thousands of young people was much lower. Most of the people stared with wide eyes and held their breath, nervously watching the fierce fight in front of them, even breathing became unnecessary.
Every time I reached a dangerous place, I couldn't help but tremble with fear and break into a cold sweat.
No one expected that Lei Hu would be so fierce!
When fighting, he looked like a mad tiger, punching, kicking, elbowing, and kneeling. Even his butt could be used as an offensive weapon. He carried the strong fists and legs of more than a dozen vigilante groups and knocked them all to the ground in just a short tea time.
When Lei Hu stood proudly covered in bruises, with more than a dozen of the well-known militia fighters lying at his feet, his shrill wails were like sharp arrows, stabbing the hearts, hair, and hands of thousands of militiamen with cold hands and feet.
Awesome, really awesome!
Thunder Tiger's extremely powerful fighting power and extremely sturdy fighting style completely shocked thousands of young people.
Just with a casual glance, Qingzhuang, the nearest vigilante, looked like a frightened little rabbit and subconsciously stepped back, eliciting angry reprimands and reprimands from his companions around him.
But no matter how unwilling or unhappy they were, none of the young people in the militia dared to challenge Lei Hu, who was bruised and swollen and seemed to have lost much of his fighting power.
Being frightened by this guy's extremely ferocious and crazy fighting mode, he temporarily lost his courage.
Of course, it is also because most of the thorns among them have been killed. Otherwise, as long as someone makes a fuss among the young people of the militia, the situation that Lei Hu fought with his life may be ruined.
Here, Huang Feihong and Lin Shirong were also shocked. They never expected that Lei Hu would be so ferocious!
Looking at Lei Hu's proud and erect figure, a hint of complexity flashed deep in Huang Feihong's eyes.
With his eyesight, how could he not see that the method Lei Hu just used was completely the martial arts of the military, which emphasizes killing with one strike and is extremely ferocious. The method Lei Hu just used completely displayed the ferocious and domineering martial arts of the generals.
A slight uneasiness arose in my heart, wondering whether the decision to accept Lei Hu as his disciple was a good thing or a bad one?
Lin Shirong didn't have such complicated thoughts. At this time, in addition to being shocked, he was more excited, his heart was itching and he had the urge to take action.
He originally thought that he had completely mastered the secrets of Ming Jin and that his own strength had left Lei Hu far behind. However, he did not expect that Lei Hu's true combat power was so terrifying. If he really wanted to fight, he would ask himself, he didn't have much confidence.
Especially the kind of hard skills that Lei Hu showed that he could withstand attacks with fists and kicks and keep standing upright. If Lin Shirong didn't know about it and rashly faced Lei Hu head-on, he might have suffered a big loss.
Not only that, Lei Hu's martial arts skills in the army were extremely versatile. They were fierce, domineering and irregular. Whether it was fists, feet or any part of the body, it could be used as a weapon. This method opened his eyes and was quite enlightening.
The inspiration of the empowerment came to my heart.
It turns out that you can still fight like this!
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No matter what others think, Lei Hu has no interest in paying attention at this time.
Finally, relying on hard Qigong and military fighting skills, he defeated a dozen unruly young men of the militia. Regardless of the severe pain all over his body, he struck while the iron was hot and completely straightened out the affairs of the militia.
Just kidding, if you can't suppress thousands of young people in the militia who have lost their courage, it will really make people laugh.
Thousands of young militiamen who had temporarily lost their morale were soon completely disrupted and reorganized under the command of Lei Hu, Lin Shirong and others, breaking up all the old connections.
Of course, this is not enough. In the future, we will need to use means to stabilize the results, and at the same time, use various methods to win over and divide the people, and completely control the power of the militia.
What Lei Hu needs is a militia that listens to his orders, not a militia that still only obeys the top brass of the Black Flag Army. The gap between the two is huge.
Regardless of the fact that thousands of young people are currently shocked by him, when they react, they will still make a fuss. Maybe the scale of the fuss next time will be even bigger. It is probably impossible for Lei Hu to suppress it with one person.
Fortunately, he was well prepared. After temporarily stabilizing the young people of the militia, he would then use various methods non-stop to make the entire militia move, preventing them from having free time to think about things or looking around.
Make things happen in series.
The first thing to do is to establish a camp for the militia.
This is no small project. Although it does not need to be as strict as a regular military camp, the facilities that should be in a military camp must have simplified versions.
After pulling the young people of the militia to the station, the boys from Zhongyi Hall immediately organized carriages and horses to pull the building materials over. Thousands of young people of the militia were immediately assigned tasks and got busy.
At noon, when the boys from Zhongyi Hall organized the militiamen to bring buckets of fragrant rice and dishes with oil stars, the entire militia group was boiling.
Damn, this life is so nourishing, right? I can actually have a full meal with oil and water at noon?
Ahem, ordinary people in this era and even small landowners only had two meals a day, morning and evening. Except for busy farming and war periods, they only had extra meals. I didn’t expect that the welfare of the militia was so good. They just set the rule of three meals a day.
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The original dissatisfaction in the young minds of the militiamen disappeared after eating a greasy meal, and their hearts were filled with satisfaction and gratitude.
Master Huang is a good person...
The good man Huang Feihong had a dark look on his face at this time, and he was not even in the mood to enjoy the sumptuous lunch in front of him.
"Ahu, isn't it too extravagant and wasteful?"
He looked heartbroken, as if he had paid for the extra meals for the vigilante group, and his tone was quite dissatisfied: "Thousands of people have an extra meal every day, which consumes a lot of money!"
"Don't worry, master, these expenses are all worth it!"
Lei Hu didn't care, and said with a smile, "Only when you have enough food and strength, the effect of exercise will be obvious, and they will be safer when they go on missions in the future!"
At this point, he chuckled and reminded leisurely, "When the stall is opened later, the extra meals they added today will be deducted from the profits sooner or later!"
“The upfront investment is not small!”
Huang Feihong breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry in his heart was not completely eliminated. There was no way he could do it because he didn't have much money in his hands.
"It doesn't matter, with Zhongyi Tang's current revenue capacity, the supply of money and food to support the vigilante group is not a problem!"
Lei Hu waved his hand. The value of the labor of thousands of young people is immeasurable, and young people with good discipline and organization are even more rare. Making their lives easier and more nourishing is nothing at all.
As he said, when the stall is opened in the future, the profits earned can completely make up for the money and food consumed, and there will be a huge surplus...