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Chapter 18 Nan Yu Sanying?

The short and fat man suffered a desperate elbow from Wu Qing on the chest, his breath was uneven, and his running speed was no longer as fast as before.

Not to mention stumbling, at least the stinky water and mudflats in the alley were not avoided, one foot dripped in, two feet dripped out, the front and back of the gown was rolled into a towel, and it was thrown like a rotten braid.

Wu Qing clenched her teeth tightly, but she was not in a hurry to rush forward to take down the short and fat man, she just changed steps according to his speed.

The short and fat man looked back a few times, only to see Wu Qing hanging not far or near, and he couldn't help making a vicious noise,
"You son of a bitch! Eat me? I'll make you a dead dog."

With a twist of footsteps, he turned to run in an alley to the east, and after this turn, he never changed direction again.

After chasing after two forks in the alley, the short and fat man started with thick nostrils, then used both mouth and nose, and then gradually became gasping for breath, and his waist gradually bent.

"If you want to escape, it's impossible. It's just a sword. There's no need to beat people to death. Give me the sword and let me go."

Wu Qingxu squinted, shouted loudly, and kept on stepping.

The short and fat man leaned on the gray brick wall with one hand, glanced back, did not answer, turned his head and ran forward on his own.

Wu Qing smiled.Now he is not only interested in Jiu Shoujian, but also in this short and fat man.

Kong Nuyuan went out, followed by two people from Li's house, one in black, he solved it, the other in gray didn't show up, and the man standing opposite him was this short and fat man. The fat man solved it.

The short and fat man is definitely not from the Li family.

Counting himself in this way, there are three parties looking for the sword.The waterworkers' gang and those gangs who change their mouths are not counted, they are helping the Li family to find swords.

Li's family was looking for the sword because they were the owners, they lost something and had to find it.

He looked for the sword by himself because Jie Jiesheng gave him a task, and he was betting on the task reward.

So what is this pudgy man for?When the short and fat man snatched the sword from Kong Huyuan's hand earlier, he returned the sheath three times, obviously he didn't know how to use a sword.A person who doesn't know how to use a sword is so embarrassed, and still refuses to let go of the Jiushou sword in his hand?
Maybe this short and fat man knows something inside that the people around Yijiu Shoujian don't know.Otherwise, why are they looking for Jiu Shoujian?

Wu Qing was very curious, and couldn't help speeding up a little.

But before Wu Qing stepped forward to take down the short and fat man, a figure flashed out at the entrance of Sancha Alley ahead, blocking the entrance of the alley.

Wu Qing stopped cautiously and looked at the person coming.

He is a tall, thin, middle-aged man with a strong physique. His originally clear face was slightly gloomy due to his frowning eyebrows. There are a few streaks of gray on his temples. He wears a white pair of cardigans and black trousers.

The alley is not wide, a small alley with four people side by side, and it is working hours, there are no other people waiting.As soon as the tall and thin middle-aged man turned the corner of the alley, he saw the short and fat man at first sight. He put away his gloomy expression and joked at the short and fat man,
"Being chased by a dog, so embarrassing?"

Humpty Man's Helper?Wu Qing frowned.

"It's not your crow's mouth."

Sure enough, when the short and fat man heard the voice of the tall and thin middle-aged man, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a mournful face,
"Could it be that he was chased by a dog, that kid really came yesterday."

The tall, thin, middle-aged man looked behind the short and fat man. Wu Qing, who was standing seven or eight meters away, was looking at him with hesitant eyes. He took a look and asked the short and fat man in surprise,

"You never hit him?"

The chunky man stared round his eyes,
"Should I be able to beat him? Didn't you say that, hard attacking, aggressive moves, sophisticated and terrifying skills, I can't see through...you can't see through, how can I beat him?"

The tall and thin middle-aged rubbed his chin, gloating,

"How many rounds did you fight him?"

The chunky man didn't understand, but he replied,

"Two or three rounds."

"How long has he been chasing you since the fight?"

"Less than two quarters."

"Stop and go, hanging all the time?"

"yes……"

After answering several questions in a row, the short and fat man lost his temper.
"What do you ask seven questions and eight questions?"

"I want to tell you that you should be able to beat him. I can't see through what I said, but I can't see why his punches don't match his body."

The tall, thin, middle-aged man laughed, not paying any attention to Wu Qing, who was staring at him seven or eight meters away, and said,

"It's true that the moves are fierce, and it's true that the skills are sophisticated, but..."

The tall and thin middle-aged man glanced at Wu Qing,
"The height is at most five feet, and the physique can't be said to be thin, but it is definitely not strong. With this kind of physique, I am afraid to play some short-handed Nanpai boxing, which is known for its flexibility. But he used it. What kind of punch? Even if you can’t name it, you can tell that it takes a lot of energy just by looking at his fierce moves. No matter how sophisticated your skills are, if you don’t have enough strength, you won’t be strong enough after three or four rounds. Weakness of [-]% isn’t something to talk about. No matter how weak the fight is, in the end there is only three points left, it doesn't matter if you don't block, it can't hurt you. He didn't win you in three rounds, and if he fights three more rounds, you should win."

This made Wu Qing's heart sink.

Outsiders don't know, he still doesn't know?The original owner's body was incomparable to the body he had practiced for more than 20 years in his previous life, but he used all the forceful boxing techniques of Bajiquan.

Therefore, when he fought with others before, he always tried to be quick and straightforward, trying to end in three rounds.But now the tall and thin middle-aged man can say it all.

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes.

The tall and thin middle-aged man smiled and talked, and patted the short and fat man on the shoulder. Finally, he put his hands behind his back and looked at Wu Qing.

"Hey, it's all said so clearly, are you brave enough to stand there? I have shown enough mercy today. If you can't escape, you will be much worse than my friend. At least... break your two legs what."

The smile on the tall, thin, middle-aged face disappeared, and malice spewed out.

"It's really like that, old man."

Wu Qing smiled calmly, stopped laughing, raised three fingers with a cold face,

"Three rounds, tear your mouth apart."

Almost acquiesced to the words of the tall, thin, middle-aged man.

The short and fat man who retreated to the side grinned widely when he heard this, wanting to laugh,
"Old man? Kid, do you know who this 'old man' is? Nan Yu Sanying from Nan Yu Dao!"

He didn't laugh after all, the anger in his heart made the words out of his mouth strange and resentful,

"I blame you for not paying homage to Taoist Lord when you went out. Be more conscientious in the future, and don't ask people to discount the remaining two limbs."

The meaning in the words has already regarded Wu Qing as a cripple without legs.

"How old-fashioned, Nan Yu Sanying?"

Before questioning Li Biaotou in the teahouse, Wu Qing heard that the storyteller in the teahouse seemed to have mentioned Shi Hai, the leader of the Southern Yu Sanying.

At a distance of seven or eight meters, a dodge sprints, facing the eyes of the tall and thin middle-aged man, Wu Qing's fists wrapped in the sound of the wind blasted up,

"Did you let go Shi Hai? Didn't you wear official clothes?"

The tall and thin middle-aged man suddenly turned his waist and adjusted his shoulders, and his hands arced up and down to the left and right, turning into hooks, like a praying mantis clawing, sealing Wu Qing's fists, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth,
"You are not the only one in Yujiang County in Nanyu Dao..."

The right wrist was swung swiftly and violently towards Wu Qing, but the right wrist turned back, and the left hand was like a sickle, hooking towards Wu Qing's elbow,

"Nan Yu Sanying is not the only one from Shi Hai in Yujiang County."

Before the words fell, he twisted his hands.

(End of this chapter)