From the World of Uncle Nine, The Heavens Summon Gods to Refining Generals

Chapter 113 Beaten Up

When the guy above heard this, he immediately went numb. Although I volunteered to come up before, it was also with your consent. Now you tell me that if I run away, you will beat me. How can I reason with you?
However, when the younger brother raised his eyes again anxiously, he inadvertently saw that several people not only did not turn around and returned, but continued to stride forward.

The younger brother was overjoyed and shouted to the people below: "Brother, brother, they are coming, they are coming!"

The joy mixed in the voice made the younger brother's voice tremble a little.

"Understood, shut up!"

Wang Laohu glared at the younger brother above him fiercely, fearing that he would scare Uncle Jiu and others away by shouting loudly.

After hearing this, the younger brother immediately calmed down, and then climbed down from the big rock. Wang Laohu and everyone got ready for the things they were doing, and waited for Shen Lipu and others to arrive.

The distance of 400 to [-] meters is very close. In a short time, a few people walked to the corner and turned around again. They happened to see Wang Laohu and his disciples, each of them holding a stick in his hand. They were looking for evil intentions. Looking at Shen Lipu and Uncle Jiu who came over first.

"Hehehehe, Lin Jiu, you ruined my business and made me lose so much face. Today I'm going to take a leg off of you!"

Wang Laohu didn't waste much time. After saying a few words, he directly said to the younger brothers: "Brothers, come on!"

He didn't want to talk nonsense at all at this time, and there was no need to say anything else. In his opinion, if they were beaten first and then talk, these people might be more honest.

When the boys heard the order, they were already angry and instantly rushed forward like wild dogs, holding up the sticks in their hands.

Seeing that the opponent was attacking indiscriminately, Shen Lipu took off the sword from his back, but did not draw the sword out of its sheath, and struck as if he had the scabbard.

I saw that he first dodged the oncoming stick, and then hit the green-skinned man on the head with the sword in his hand.

Although the green-skinned men often fight, in the final analysis they are just relying on their bravery and have no actual experience in martial arts.

Shen Lipu's stick was so fast, cruel and tricky that even a mere green-skinned person could not escape it.

This stick covered that green-skinned face firmly!
"Ah~ah~ah~"

Qingpi was hit on the head by a scabbard, and he immediately screamed in pain. It wasn't that he had never been beaten before, but the blow was too tricky. It hit him on the bone in front of his face. In an instant, his nose was filled with snot and tears. It flowed out, and I felt excruciating pain.

Shen Lipu looked at the scabbard. After all, it was just a tool to hold the sword. It couldn't really be used as a weapon, so he snatched the short stick from Qingpi just now.

He swung at the gangsters around him.

On the other side, Uncle Jiu was also surrounded by people with short sticks. Although Uncle Jiu was a bit old, he maintained a huge amount of activity all year round, and his body bones were much stronger than those of young people.

He first sold out a flaw, then used various tricks to seize a short stick, and then beat the gangsters around him.

Qiusheng and Wencai, who came after them, were in a similar situation. After all, they had practiced martial arts for many years. The bravery and ruthlessness of these gangsters might be of some use in front of ordinary people.

However, it is not enough in front of a few people who have experienced actual combat all year round.

Many experiments have been done in some online media in later generations, about street gangsters holding knives and fighting against fighting masters.

Many experiments have shown that fighting masters are no match for them.

But this does not apply here, for three reasons.

First, they were not holding sharp offensive weapons such as knives, but just short sticks.

Second, previous experiments were all based on fighting masters and subduing armed gangsters, rather than eliminating gangsters.

On the other hand, the armed gangster has a very clear goal, which is to stab the other person to death.I wonder how it is possible within such restrictions that a master of fighting can win.

But it's different here. First of all, although the world is chaotic, these gangsters will never dare to kill others like bandits. They just want to beat up a few people.

Third, and most importantly.First of all, although Shen Lipu and the others are martial arts practitioners, they cannot be treated as general fighting masters.

Because no matter what kind of fighting, there are rules, which is very different from actual combat.

But Shen Lipu and others have experienced actual combat all year round. Although they are not necessarily fighting against others, they have rich experience and can attack very ruthlessly.

Therefore, despite the large number of these gangsters, they have never taken advantage of these four people.

Not only are the sticks in the hands of Shen Lipu and the others very powerful, but the timing of their attacks is often very tricky. These gangsters basically cannot dodge their attacks.

In the opinion of a few people, the strength and speed of the gangsters' attacks were somewhat unsatisfactory, and there was still room for improvement.

To put it bluntly, his technique is too bad and he can't defeat others at all.

In just a few dozen breaths, or four to five minutes, about twenty gangsters were beaten by Shen Lipu and others until they lay on the ground wailing.

Look at King Tiger again.

"No, where is Wang Laohu?"

Wencai glanced at the wailing gangsters lying on the ground, but did not see Wang Laohu's iconic fat body and bald head, so he asked anxiously.

"Where!"

This time, his eyesight improved, and he could see Wang Laohu and his housekeeper nearly a hundred meters away.

I saw the two of them running wildly towards Wangjiacun.

"Chase!"

Shen Lipu shouted, then rushed over immediately.

"Huchi~huchi~"

A hundred meters away, Wang Laohu was panting heavily while running. Not to mention that he was getting older and weaker, but in his early years, because he was rich and powerful, he was never pushed out and lived like a grandson.

Now, he was expelled by some stinky Taoist priests like his grandson, and because he drank a cup of tea from morning to night without eating, he had acid reflux in his stomach.

Thinking of this, Wang Laohu couldn't run anymore, and he didn't want to run anymore. The energy he had in his early years came back.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Wang Laohu shouted to the housekeeper who was also running and panting. Then he stopped and rested against a waist-high rock on the side of the road.

He wanted to see what these stinky Taoist priests could do to him, Mr. Wang!
When the housekeeper saw that Wang Laohu had stopped running, and that his aura was becoming more aggressive than before, and the expression on his face became ferocious, he immediately understood what Wang Laohu was thinking.

I immediately thought, yes, what are we running for? What do we have to run for?
"It's just a bad Taoist priest. What will happen if they catch up? Dare they dare to lay a finger on Grandpa Wang?"

(End of this chapter)