Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 92

The village head raised his beard and said, "Little Sanzi, are you sure he is still in the town?"

I only heard a man say: "That's right, I followed him secretly, and saw that he came here and lived in an inn, and he is in the inn!" The village chief snorted and led a group of people past Beside Fang Jianming, he walked quickly towards the town.After listening to their conversation, Fang Jianming guessed a general idea, felt a little strange in his heart, followed behind them, and saw a group of them walk into the town, after a few laps, they came to the house where he was staying. The inn called "Again".

I saw the group of people in front holding the guy in their hands and yelling at the door of the inn: "Smelly beggar, come out quickly, our village chief is here to settle accounts with you, don't hide in it! Come out quickly !" A clerk came out from the inn, and under the moonlight, he saw a group of people blocking the gate, trembling with fright, pointing at them, "What do you guys do, do you want to make trouble here?"

The old village chief waved his hand to signal the big men to stop, and said to the clerk, "Brother, there is a beggar in your inn!"

As soon as the beggar was mentioned, the man trembled again, and said in a broken voice: "You... look for him... look for... yes, yes... there is... a... beggar... no... it is a... person Uncle..." The man was stuttering, only to hear someone in the inn scold: "Damn, what are you people doing with beggars! Do you deserve a beating! I will beat you to death with a stick. "Following the words, a beggar-like man came out, holding a stick in his hand. The stick was completely black, and it hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time, and it was full of dirt.

The clothes on his body were tattered and covered with oil, as if he had just eaten some oily meat, and he was carrying five bags on his back. Fang Jianming stood aside and saw his appearance. It turned out that this beggar was the one he met on the road. The beggar thought to himself: "How come there is such a bastard in the beggar gang? If he dares to beat people, I have to teach him a lesson!"

The five-pocket disciple of the beggar gang came out, stretched out the stick in his hand, pointed at the old village chief and said, "Did you bring these people? What are you looking for?"

Seeing the dissatisfaction on his face, the old village chief asked with a slightly angry face, "Are you the beggar who beat the little brother of the Wang family in our village today?"

The five-pocket disciple of the beggar gang scolded: "Damn it, it's nothing for me to beat someone, I've even killed someone!"

The old village chief's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Brother Wang is honest and never offends anyone. How could you beat him?"

The five-pocket disciple of the beggar gang cocked his mouth wide and said, "I met him on the road and asked him to reward me with silver. Damn it, I saw that he was holding silver in his hand, but he refused to give me some money. Lao Tzu Just hit him with a stick, hehe, I'm afraid he's still lying on the bed and can't stand up!"

The old village chief was furious when he heard this, and said: "Sure enough, it's you, do you know that the money was used to buy medicine, his old mother was sick in bed, and urgently needed herbal medicine for treatment, and now you have injured him, There are no other men in his family, so how can they live as a mother and son!"

The beggar said disapprovingly: "It's none of my business for them to live with their mother and child. Do you want to fight me with these farm tools?"

The old village chief said: "We're going to see the town official right now and ask him to comment. If you don't go, we'll be impolite."

The beggar laughed and said: "You are really a bunch of idiots, it's so late, you think the official is still working, besides, I am still afraid of seeing the official, when they see me, it is like a mouse seeing a cat. It's too late to please you, so I'll help you guys? I'm in a good mood today, so I don't care about your interruptions. If you make any noise again, I'll hit you one at a time!" As he spoke, he turned around and was about to walk into the inn.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind behind him, and the beggar didn't even look at it, but he hit a stick with his backhand. There was a "snap", followed by an "ouch", a man was hit on the shoulder by the stick, and the sickle in his hand fell to the ground, " "When" sounded, the man retreated a few steps, put his hands on his shoulders, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth. Everyone saw that the beggar moved quickly, and they didn't know how he hit someone. They thought that the beggar would What kind of demon method, rushed forward, holding the farm tools in his hand, and rushed up.

The beggar was about to fight, Fang Jianming couldn't stand it anymore, he waved his hands lightly, a gentle inner force came out, and stopped the dozen or so strong guys, who felt a helpless force blocking him In the front, it was difficult to take half a step forward, and he said that the beggar used some kind of demon technique. At this time, Fang Jianming came up and said to the beggar: "As a person in the Jianghu, how can you use martial arts to bully the people? You are in vain. You are still a disciple of the Beggar Gang, if I were the leader of your Beggar Gang, I will definitely drive you out of the Beggar Gang, and I will never let you go lightly!"

The beggar didn't see Fang Jianming's secret internal force, and he didn't know why these strong guys stopped halfway. He only thought that they were afraid of him. Hearing what Fang Jianming said, he turned his head and saw a man with a big knife on his back. A handsome young man with a short flute and ordinary clothes came over, he took a careful look at Fang Jianming, raised his eyebrows fiercely, and sneered, "Damn, I advise you not to mind your own business, I advise you not to force yourself It's nothing to offend me, offend the beggar gang, that's no fun!"

Hearing his tone, Fang Jianming seemed to be using the signboard of the Beggar Gang to suppress him. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "You still have the face to call yourself a disciple of the Beggar Gang. I know Brother Huang Shenghuang from your Beggar Gang. Teach Huang Sheng a lesson for you, the scum of the beggar gang!"

When the beggar heard the word Huang Sheng, his expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Do you know Huang Sheng?"

Fang Jianming said: "I know."

The beggar sneered and said, "So what about Huang Sheng? He belongs to Elder Huang, and I belong to Elder Liu. The two disciples of the Beggar Gang's Dirty Clothes and Clean Clothes sects think that the well water does not violate the river water, and Huang Sheng can manage me." head!"

Fang Jianming was slightly taken aback, he didn't know much about the inside of the Beggars' Gang, he only knew that there was a leader and four elders in the Beggars' Gang, and these four elders were the Great Elder of Passing Gong, the Great Elder of the Protecting Gang, the Great Elder of the Criminal Hall and the Law Enforcement The Great Elder, the seven elders, the chief rudder master, the sub-rudder masters and the altar masters under the sub-rudders, and the rest are ordinary beggar gang disciples.The head of the beggar gang has ten bags on his back, the four great elders have nine bags, the seven elders have eight bags, the head of the main rudder also has eight bags, the head of each sub-rudder has seven bags, and the altar owner has eight bags. six.

The beggar in front of him was carrying five bags on his back, he was considered to be a very powerful member of the non-ranked disciples of the Beggar Gang, the bag on his back was only one bag away from the altar master's, so it would not be that far behind.Fang Jianming used to hear his master tell him about the Beggars' Gang, and always confuse the dirty clothes and clean clothes of the Beggars' Gang. Although he knew that there were dirty clothes and clean clothes in the Beggars' Gang, what is the difference between these two schools How did he know about it.According to his thinking, since they are both disciples of the Beggars' Sect, they should get along with each other in harmony, but he doesn't know that the Beggars' Sect has its own distinction between dirty clothes and clean clothes, and the two sects have been fighting openly and secretly for many years, and each has its own problems.

Fang Jianming listened to his words, snorted, and said: "Okay, I will teach you as a martial artist and tell you how much you weigh!" The beggar sneered: "I see that you are still a hairless Qi's boy, I'm afraid that if I beat you, your master will come to me, otherwise I'll beat you to the ground with a stick, how can I let you talk more here?"

The more Fang Jianming listened to it, the more he felt it was extremely funny. The beggar couldn't help being extremely helpless, and he didn't allow others to take advantage of him even in words.Fang Jianming was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he came up to him and said, "If you apologize to this old man, and give them the money you have on your body, and take it home to buy medicine for the elder brother of the Wang family you injured, I will let you go, if you are still bullying others here, I will not be polite to you." As he spoke, he had already walked five feet in front of the beggar, who rolled his eyes, took a step, and raised his wrist , Stretching out the stick is just a stick, and hit Fang Jianming, and said viciously: "Stinky boy, you asked for this, don't blame me for bullying you as a junior!"

The stick came very quickly, and it reached Fang Jianming's shoulder like lightning. It was so ruthless that people couldn't figure out where the stick came from.The beggar has great confidence in his great skill. This great skill was passed on to him by Elder Liu. Although there was only one move, he used it. Now no one can escape. He saw Fang Jianming He is a martial arts figure, if he hits him with a stick, he will not be killed with one stick, at most he will be seriously injured, let Fang Jianming know that it is not fun to provoke him.

Fang Jianming let out a soft "Huh", stepped on Qixing, his figure flashed, passed through the shadow of the stick, and stamped his palm on the opponent's shoulder, how could the beggar expect that Fang Jianming's movement skills were so ingenious, and he was not prepared , was actually hit by Fang Jianming's palm, and retreated several steps, his face looked very ugly, and he cursed: "Stinky boy, you really have two tricks, you are taking a stick from me." As he said, the stick in his hand suddenly flew up, A stick fell towards the top of Fang Jianming's head, fast and ruthless.

Fang Jianming laughed, and said: "It's not rude to come here, and I will pay you back with a trick!" Turning over, he landed on the left side of the beggar, and with the power of his palm, he wanted to hit him, but the stick was very weird. , followed Fang Jianming's figure, as if he had expected the direction where Fang Jianming would fall. As soon as Fang Jianming hit the ground, there was a whistling sound of a stick, and it had already reached his shoulder.

Fang Jianming's complexion changed slightly, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand made a move, his right hand spread his five fingers, and he grabbed the opponent's stick like lightning, exhaled and shouted loudly: "Let me go!" Bangzi sent out the inner strength, and the inner strength rushed along the body like lightning, how could the beggar survive Fang Jianming's weird inner strength, his mouth went numb, and then he looked like he was being burned, his face was big However, his internal strength was no match for Fang Jianming, and the stick in his hand was thrown out of his hand, but Fang Jianming snatched it away.

(End of this chapter)