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Chapter 40
When he pounced, the person next to him was unlucky, his cheek hit the crutch directly, and with a muffled grunt, a few teeth flew out with bloody foam, his neck twisted, and he slammed into the running accomplice, and the two rolled to the ground The ashes turned around like a gourd, unable to scream.

The lame? !

When the other three saw this, they were so frightened that they almost lost their souls, and immediately scattered like birds and beasts. They are inherently cowardly, cowardly, and timid, and only bullying others can strengthen their courage.Half of the companion fell down in the blink of an eye, so what resistance?Two steps and one step, rushing into the crowd, mixing with others.

Wu Qing didn't care either. After all, these people didn't have a holiday with him, and it was hard to find them among the crowd.

"You mother's cripple, stop!"

At the gate of the warehouse, four water workers were playing gongs. When they heard the movement in the warehouse, they opened the iron gate and shouted angrily with their knives in hand.

The four gong beaters who raised their knives while cursing angrily were already two steps away from Wu Qing.

They didn't see the scene where Wu Qing was like a tiger invading a sheep, killing a group of people three times, five times and two times. They still thought Wu Qing was just a cripple, with four people in front and three behind. Hanging, more like a warning.

Immediately realized, this cripple, without crutches, was playing with crutches!

He is not lame!
In the gap between relaxation and vigilance, the crutches have already been stabbed in the air.

Wu Qing's left hand is like a bracket, holding the middle of the crutch, and the palm of the right hand rests on the head of the crutch. A crutch called Wu Qing makes it look like a flower gun, and the crutch is like a gun.

Before the leading Gong Dazi could raise his knife, his forward figure was pierced by the ribs in his chest, making him groan, pause, bow his waist, raise his hands, cough up blood, and took several steps back.

He was supported by a companion behind him before he fell down.

It's not just the beaten who walk like running water, but also the perpetrators.

Wu Qing tilted his head to dodge the slash of another gong boy with a steel knife, Lin Feng's eyes were steady, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of another dozen gong boys who had also raised the knife, and suddenly turned his back and slammed into the arms of a person.

With the cane in hand, draw it back like a thread, grasp the head of the crutch with your right hand, turn your wrist, and then extend it like an arrow, turn the crutch to the right for half a circle, make a spear-blocking posture, block it and strike with a knife.

The right hand bent back swiftly, and with one elbow, hit the gong boy behind him with a red and swollen nose, his eyes were full of stars, but every time he came out, the crutch was fierce again, like a bird with a long beak, piercingly pierced the gong boy in front of him to the throat.

After the sound of a dumb chicken neighing, Wu Qing didn't even look at the gong in front of him. He held the crutch in his right hand and turned the end back outwards, and pulled it behind his back.

Even with crutches, experts can recognize it at a glance, with a steady and balanced gun!
The basic gun momentum that must be present in marksmanship.Marksmanship, recruit the ancestors.

Bajiquanmen and Liuhe Spear are used by Wu Qing, and he is very familiar with them.More familiar than his knife.

boom!
In front of and behind him, the two gong players who besieged Wu Qing fell to the ground at the same time.

Only the last person dragged his companion, pointing the steel knife at Wu Qing, neither cutting nor advancing, stern, retreating while walking,

"do not come!"

After taking a few steps back, he left his companion behind and ran away.

"Huh..."

A lot of rabbit ups and downs, it sounds long, but in reality it was only two or three meetings, when the rest of the warehouse reacted, there were already seven people lying on the ground, and for a while, the warehouse was full of staring frogs and windward chickens.

Dumbfounded, the uproar continued.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Wu Qing threw out his crutches, which fell right under the iron wheels of the iron sliding door. With a hook of his foot, a steel knife fell into his hand.

After all, the crutches are just crutches after all, they are neither good nor long, although Wu Qing played brilliantly, but this is not a weapon.

The Da Gong boy who ran out of the warehouse wanted to close the iron gate, but when he pulled the door, he couldn't move it. He looked down and saw that the crutch was stuck, and he panicked and shouted loudly.
"Come on, come on, the people in the warehouse are rebelling."

The rest of the gong players in the warehouse tea shed all stood up suddenly.

"You think you are the emperor's old man? Why rebel? Why panic?"

The only one who came here to replace the injured Mr. Zhang Liu, Mr. He, Mr. He, who came here to replace the injured Mr. Zhang Liu, was as motionless as a mountain with a pipe in his mouth.

"Where are the other three on your team?"

Seeing He Baye being so indifferent, with the rest of the gang brothers by his side, the man also calmed down, and replied,

"Been knocked out."

"Dizzy?"

He Baye asked again,
"Who?"

"do not know."

"Empty hands?"

"We have weapons."

"What weapon?"

"crutch."

"what?!"

Liu Cheng, who was sitting upright with two swords, laughed and lowered his head to drink tea.

Liu Cheng, with two swords, hacked the sixth master of their waterworker gang to the hospital, and injured several fellows. If it wasn't for Li Yushi in the afternoon, twenty tables and wines would be set up in Deyilou, and he apologized. How could everyone be reluctant to bear it, they had already cut Liu Cheng into a meat paste, and now they are calling him a joke?
Immediately, He Baye pulled down the pipe in his mouth and jumped up, everything on the table jumped up an inch high,
"Poke your mother's crutches, you are a team of four, could it be that a cripple broke down?"

The gong-playing boy suddenly showed embarrassment, hesitating,
"That man, at first, seemed to be lame."

A strange look flashed across Liu Cheng's fair face.He sat here for three days, but only saw a lame man enter the warehouse.

He seems to have said to the plumber that this lame man is a coward.

From the opening of the iron door of the warehouse, a steel knife rushed out against the moonlight, followed by Wu Qing with a cold face.

There was a sudden sound of knives being drawn in the tea shed,
Liu Cheng snorted, it really is.

"Chirp—"

A sharp sound lifts off.The sound of the soaring cannon that was only released during the New Year's Eve.

Liu Cheng's face changed severely, he walked outside the tea shed in two steps, and looked up to the north.The deep night sky in the direction of the concession.

"Snapped."

A cluster of purple lights exploded in the northern night sky.So beautiful and conspicuous.I'm afraid Shuixi can see it.

He Baye walked outside the tea shed and smiled, "Who is setting off cannons on what day?"

The voice just fell.

"boom."

A shot went off.

Wu Qing, who was watching the fireworks indifferently, twitched her eyebrows.

…………

Xianghua Street, Concession District, Li's House.Brightly lit.

Still in the spacious study room, surrounded by two strong men, one on the left and one on the right, Li Jieming, the No. There are four rows of high cabinets.

There are two strong men, one is Chen Shouyuan, who opened the stele with one palm, and the other is Xu Wei, the flying spear. They are both well-known figures in martial arts in their respective counties.

Li Jieming sent a telegram to call the second of the four martial artists who came to help, but at this moment, he was standing by his side like a guard, and he was not released to find anyone.

None of the three said a word, only the pendulum clock was shaking "tat-tat-tat-tat".They are in Jinghou.

The door of the study door suddenly hit the wall with a sound.

A young man with gold spectacles broke in through the door when the old butler Ah Fu half-truthfully stopped him.

The two strong men were startled, and they turned their heads to see the appearance of the young man before relaxing.

On entering the study the young man exclaimed,

"Grandpa, I found the skinny boy's heel."

"Not big or small, hurry up and say hello to your two uncles."

Li Jieming scolded.

Reluctantly, Li Zhongwen bowed and saluted, impatiently saying,

"Grandpa, send me some people, I'm going to catch that skinny boy."

Li Jieming lowered his eyes and said lightly,
"Manpower is tight now, and there is no spare manpower."

Li Zhongwen put his hands on the desk, leaned forward,
"Isn't it because there is no extra manpower for catching talents? Now that I know where they are, can I take down a few people and give them to me? Besides, I clearly saw dozens of people in our backyard during the day. Are they from the Baicheng Gang?"

(End of this chapter)