Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 67
With Murong Fu's current ability, as long as he wants to, the sound of a broken teacup within a radius of five miles can be heard clearly, not to mention a group of raucous bandits ten miles away.

He was startled at first, and he couldn't believe that he could meet water bandits similar to car bandits and road bullies on the Bian River.But after thinking for a while, he thought of something, and then he was relieved.

He wasn't worried at all.

Generally, this kind of grass bandit is mostly composed of some refugees and landless farmers. They usually farm the land and look like honest and good people. They do some worthless business in their spare time.

And most of their leaders are local local snakes. In terms of martial arts, they belong to the third-rate people who are famous in small places.

The important thing is that most of these people are black and white figures, and the officials generally don't care much about them. Some people are even white gloves for local officials to collect money and tools for political achievements, and they specialize in dirty things that are not visible.

Most people dare not provoke this kind of person, and those who can afford it are generally too lazy to provoke them.

As for why he became the target of these people, Murong Fu figured it out after thinking about it for a while. Most likely it was because his ship did not have the logo of an official ship and was too ostentatious, which led to such an innocent disaster.

Murong Fu smiled helplessly.

Gong Yegan beside him asked for instructions: "My lord, do you want to make a move?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "Don't worry, it's rare to have such a good show, how could it just end like this?"

As he spoke, he put his hands on the railing and watched the movement below with great interest.

Gong Yegan really didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his young master's gourd, so he could only keep silent and watch the development of the situation quietly.

The well-dressed man Xiang Wanghai was deprived of his weapon in front of so many people, and suddenly felt that he couldn't hold back his face.In a fit of rage, he snatched a waist knife from the younger brother beside him, and slashed at the strong man with a loud roar. If the knife hit him, the big man's head would definitely split in two.

All the boatmen turned pale with fright, the timid ones fell into the water with fright, and the more courageous ones were so frightened that their hands and feet went limp, only a very few roared: "Stop!"

All this was quietly watched by Murong Fu and Gong Yeqian on board.

But the young man smiled contemptuously, and the chain held up the seemingly extremely sharp knife, and he did not forget to sneer: "Did you learn such a soft knife technique from your teacher?"

When Xiang Wanghai heard that the sword technique he was proud of was ridiculed by this big man as a woman's knife technique, he suddenly felt as if there was a pot of coals in his chest that had been doused with oil, and that unknown fire burned thousands of feet high.

His eyes sparkled, and he wished he could swallow this unknown man who had made him lose face.

He shouted angrily, and flew a wind-throwing machete like a machete, and slashed at the big man 45 times. Normally, he slashed so fiercely, even if there was a wall in front of him, he would be cut down.

But today it was like seeing a ghost, the big man just stayed where he was, without moving his feet, and the chain seemed to have a magical power, sticking to the knife all the time, no matter how fast Xiang Wanghai made the big knife , From the beginning to the end, the blade did not come close to two feet from the big man's body.

Murong Fu looked at Gongye and said, "How is it?"

Gongye gently twisted his beard, and muttered: "My lord, according to what I have seen, those Xiang Wanghai saber techniques look sharp, but in fact they are just some pretense and cannot be put on the table. As for the big man with iron chains It's quite capable, but I guess his original weapon should not be an iron chain, but a soft braid, and what he used should be the martial arts known as the "Spirit Snake Braid".

This kind of martial arts belongs to the relatively common third-rate martial arts in the Jianghu, so it is naturally out of reach of the young master, but this big man can actually exert the power of such a third-rate martial arts to such an extent, it can be called a rare one. See the martial arts wizard. "

Gong Yeqian is deep and quiet on weekdays, and unlike Bao, his personality of causing trouble with his mouth is completely two extremes. The fact that the big man in chains can get such an evaluation from him shows that he really has something.

Murong Fu nodded, as if he was very satisfied with Gong Yeqian's answer.

"In that case, young master, do you want me to go down and help?" Gongye Qian asked in a deep voice.

Murong Fu shook his head lightly: "It's not the time yet, let's wait a little longer."

"Yes." Gongye Gan replied respectfully.

Frankly speaking, with Murong Fu's martial arts, let alone a few hundred grassroots bandits, even a few hundred so-called elite officers and soldiers, it's just a matter of making a few extra moves.

He mainly wanted to use this grassroots bandit to take a look at the quality of the people on his side.

When Xiang Wanghai saw that the sword technique he was so proud of all his life was blocked by the other party so lightly, he suddenly felt humiliated and shouted: "What are you still looking at, chop up these bastards!"

He has lost all face today, and now he doesn't care about the rules of the world, one-on-one, and waved his hand angrily, wanting to call for people to rush up.

The young strong man yelled at the trackers who were pulling the fiber together: "Brothers, although we are said to be coolies, we can't pretend to be cowards after eating other people's food and receiving other people's rewards! They treat us as human beings, and we also You can’t help but argue! If you have the guts, stay and work with your brothers. If you don’t have the guts, we don’t blame you, but even if you don’t have the guts and want to run away, they may not be willing to let you go in this situation! Stay with these bastards If you fight hard, maybe there is still a glimmer of life!"

Seeing the heroic figure of the young man fighting the water bandits with an iron chain, all the boatmen were already excited with blood.Several younger ones picked up the wooden sticks they carried with them and shouted: "

Mad, fight with these bastards! "" Grass, I just had a meal of good wine and meat from my son at noon, it's worth it!Damn it! "

"Grass mud horse, do you really think that men are all made of mud?"

For a while, the crowd was furious, and it was very powerful when a dozen or twenty young and middle-aged people shouted together.However, more people still lowered their heads in silence, with apprehensive expressions on their faces.

Xiang Wanghai smiled darkly: "Brothers, everyone is from a poor family. Brothers have always robbed these rich people. They have never done anything wrong to the poor. Now let go of the guy and leave. I promise Wanghai that I will not hurt everyone. But if someone doesn't have eyes and insists on going against brothers, then don't blame the sword for having no eyes!"

As soon as the voice fell, several boatmen moved intentionally, and then the small movements turned into a commotion, and the commotion turned into a noise that spread to the entire crowd.

The whole crowd exploded as if a ladle of boiling water had been poured into the boiling oil. They were noisy, shouting, cursing, and arguing, and the scene was chaotic.

On the deck, a boatman knelt down in front of the boss of the boat: "Boss, we are brothers. Although you treat me well, we still have wives and children to support us. I am not a brother. We really can't afford to take this risk, so let me go!"

The boss of the boat turned into a liver-colored face with anger.He is the person in charge of the ship, if something goes wrong, others can run away, and the owner of the ship will definitely fall on him. Thinking of the terrible consequences, he is anxious and afraid.

Seeing his brother who has worked with him for many years in such a disloyal and cowardly manner, he was annoyed and chilled, and his voice was distorted: "Do you think you can get away when he tells you to go? This Bianhe is coming to Beijing." To tell the truth, how many guests have become nameless water ghosts! Do you think this group of murderous guys will let you go?"

Xiang Wanghai pretended to be bold and smiled: "I am Xiang Wanghai, Master Xiang has always kept his word, every saliva is a nail!"

This time, the people who were vacillating completely exploded. They put down the things in their hands one after another and ran away. No matter how the boss of the boat roared, he just ignored it.

As expected, Xiang Wanghai did not stop him as he had said, and within a short while, the number of No. 80 trackers and boat workers was reduced by more than half, leaving only a sparse number of twenty or so people.

The boss of the boat yelled: "Bastard, bastard! Get out, get out, you have no morals to eat things inside and out! Wait for Lord Dragon to collect your corpse!" Then, he fell down and cried loudly.

Xiang Wanghai grinned and said, "The rest of the people are determined to fight against Master Xiang, right? Well, if that's the case, then don't blame Master Xiang for being cruel!"

Then, he waved to his subordinates and said, "Kill them all, leave no one behind!"

"Yes!"

Originally seeing that there were many people on the other side, and there were equipment, a group of young people were worried and did not dare to go up, but now seeing that there were only so few people left on the other side, they immediately returned to their arrogant nature.I wondered in my heart, even if the mysterious big man can beat dozens of people with his best martial arts, can he still beat dozens of people?

A group of young men shouted in unison, and then waved their weapons to greet them.

The rest of the boatmen and trackers waved their sticks and iron bars and other equipment, and gritted their teeth to meet them.

Although they don't know martial arts, they can resist for a while because of their youth and strength.

Especially the two young and strong men, each of them swung an iron chain vigorously, and the two joined hands to block dozens of people.

However, there were too few people on the boatman's side. After a while, someone was stabbed and fell down. The blood stained the river red, and there was a strange beauty in the moonlight.

Just when everyone was in despair, a faint voice came. The voice was obviously very soft, but it reached everyone's ears very clearly, as if someone was speaking next to their ears.

"Second brother Gongye, the leading ones will abolish their martial arts, and the others will suffer a little. Don't waste time, make a quick decision!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, in front of everyone, a figure jumped down from the boat, and landed like a big eagle among the people who were fighting fiercely. We saw that he was waving two short stick-like weapons in his hands, and he was like a ghost among the people. Shuttle in the middle, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen gangsters fell into the water like an empty bag.

The fierce fighting stopped suddenly, and everyone stared blankly at the middle-aged man who looked like a scholar in front of him, like a group of clay elephants in a temple.

　Some people say that it is unbelievable to meet water bandits in the Bianhe River.First of all, this statement subconsciously regards the Bianhe River as the moat of Bianjing, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty. In fact, this Bianhe River is the predecessor of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, ending in Yangzhou, which is longer than the Pearl River.Secondly, banditry has always been a social problem as famous as drought and flood in the past dynasties of China, even in the so-called peaceful and prosperous times.In Water Margin, Shizipo, where the dominatrix Sun Erniang sells buns, is actually only twenty miles away from Mengzhou, which is the urban area.In fact, before the establishment of PROC, the vast rural society in China was basically in a state of disorder, controlled by local clans, which is the so-called imperial power not down to the county.This creates a lot of vacuum.In short, ancient Chinese society was far more chaotic and out of order than modern people imagined.Of course, I am not a professional who studies history, so I can only design plots based on limited information and speculation.If it is true, the protagonist and others are also fictional characters. If it is too true, it will be impossible to watch.

　　Recently, the pre-defense of the graduation thesis is approaching, and the tutor is urging me, so I'm sorry, but in the next period of time, the single change will resume again.

　　Let's do this first.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)