I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 7 Come with me
The three green skins settled down, and they had already set their sights on Song Boyu, who was clanking in his purse.

The three of them are street gangsters on Changning Street. They bully the weak and avoid the strong. They control eight or nine little beggars to steal and beg, and their own hands and feet are not clean.

In their eyes, Song Boyu, a young man with simple and patched clothes and an apprenticeship in a grain store, was simply a natural fat sheep. If he didn't kill him, he would be sorry for staring at him for so many days.

Moreover, they had a better understanding of Song Boyu's situation, so they spent more than half a month inquiring about it, and specially picked the day when the monthly payment was issued.

If you steal, you steal, if you blackmail, you blackmail. After all, you are an orphan without a father and a mother. What can you do if you can use the three of them to cut their flesh?
I originally wanted the little beggar to steal Song Boyu's robe and escape, but little beggar, an expert thief, actually failed.

Fortunately, she used a sharp stone to open her thigh, and the blood flowed, otherwise it would be really difficult to beat this fat sheep.

"Tell me, why can't you do anything? Don't pretend to be dumb."

A rascal Qingpi stretched out his dirty hand and was about to slap Song Boyu in the face, but Song Boyu "coincidentally" avoided it.

Before the green skin could break out, Song Boyu shouted as if he was frightened: "Don't hit me, don't hit me. She poured it by herself, by herself."

As he spoke, he ran towards the alley next to him.

The three green men looked at each other with evil smiles on their faces, feeling that Song Boyu was in a panic and had no choice but to choose a way out.

But unknown to him, Song Boyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly while running.

During this month and a half, he spent nearly four months in the dreamland. Except for the three days when he was preparing to break through to perfection, he spent the rest of the time practicing martial arts in the dreamland every day.

Most of the time he was deducing ways to practice faster and achieve breakthroughs, but he also spent part of the time practicing some boxing and kicking skills.

What Song Boyu currently knows is not any high-level boxing and kicking skills, but the sergeant's long fist and strong whip kick that are widely spread in Dayu.

If the realm of hardness and softness was not perfect, he would not be so confident and fight three adults, and would most likely run away.

Moreover, Jin Yan Gong, the superior light-weight kung fu that he had learned from Xun Xueya's historical scene, can also be used at this time.

Even if they are really defeated, it is not a big problem to run away and get rid of them.

Thoughts were racing, and only a few breaths had passed. The green-skinned men didn't even care about the little beggar girl lying on the ground, and just chased after her.

The little girl slowly got up. She felt that the wound that had just been opened was burning, and her entire thigh seemed to be burning.

She silently walked to the corner of the alley and squatted down, leaning against the cold wall to drive away the pain caused by the wound.

While chasing, the greenskins shouted: "This is a dead end, don't run away! Hand over the compensation you should pay honestly, so that we don't do anything."

Song Boyu ran all the way to the wall of the dead end, looked at the obvious round hole in the wall, and murmured: "I know better than you, this is a dead end!"

His speed suddenly increased, and the muscles and fascia all over his body made the sound of fried beans. The whole body bent and bounced, as agile as a swallow, drawing an arc and rushing towards the wall.

He did a beautiful backflip in the air, stepped on the rough bluestone wall with his feet, bent his knees, and tightened his fists, like a bow and arrow that was not fired, and looked directly at the three green skins chasing after him, with a cold light in his eyes.

Before the three green-skinned scoundrels who rushed over could react, one of them shouted: "Where are the people? How come such a big kid is not gone in the blink of an eye!"

The yellow-faced and green-skinned man heard the howling wind and raised his head to look at the source of the wind. He saw a pair of fists getting bigger and bigger, and they were already in front of him in an instant.

boom!
Click!

The sound of fists hitting eyeballs and browbones.

Song Boyu exerted force on his waist in mid-air, and the muscles and fascia all over his body were like a big bow. He kicked his legs forward, stretched his fists back, and there was another bang, mixed with the sound of broken ribs.

The green skin was first hit by Song Boyu's terrifying fists like crossbow arrows hitting the eyeball and eye socket. His brow bone was broken and his eyes were blurred. After flying three or four meters, he fell to the ground and rolled like a gourd, screaming miserably.

Song Boyu was unyielding. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he took three steps and made two steps. He bent his knees and jumped up quickly. He kicked hard with his left foot. The instep directly hit the long green-skinned face, leaving a shoe-shaped purple mark.

The long-faced green-skinned man had no time to react, so he fell to the ground and passed out.

The last remaining man had a big face and dark skin. He was about 30 years old. He was trembling all over. He pulled out a palm-long dagger from his waist and said with a serious expression: "Don't, don't come here! Knives don't have eyes." , get out of here right away!"

Song Boyu sneered, and asked back: "Didn't you tell me to pay? I'm here now, but you want me to pay!"

The big cake with black face and green skin was sweating on his forehead, and he shouted in his heart: Ku Ye, you have provoked a tough guy, why is this damn little brat hiding so deep!

He raised his voice: "Now that I won't let you pay compensation, hurry up and leave. Don't wait for me to change my mind! I'm warning you, don't go too far. I have someone. Does Jiao Tianyu, the ranger leader of Shangxiang Prefecture, know?"

Song Boyu really didn't understand these things, but if there really was a powerful leader, it wouldn't be something that a street kid like this could recognize.

He snorted coldly: "So what if I just went too far? Do you want to be like the two of them, or do you consciously satisfy me?"

Seeing Song Boyu take another step forward, Big Pie with black face and green skin hurriedly said: "My eldest brother Xue Tianyi really traveled from Jiao Tianyukui..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a fist as big as a casserole coming at him like lightning. He had no power to parry. Song Boyu knocked down Big Pie Black Face with one punch, showing no dignity.

Song Boyu pulled the three of them to the bottom of the dead-end wall, picked up the dagger, and put it directly close to Big Pie Face's neck. His voice was calm and cold: "You three are the scoundrels of Changning Street. Even if I kill you, I think There is no one to stand up for you, so why not..."

"Don't, don't, don't! Master, you don't care about the villain's fault, please spare us this time! We were blinded by lard, so we will try to provoke you. I, I, I, this is filial piety, please accept it and let it go Let's do it."

The big-faced and green-skinned man burst into tears. He didn't have any bully intentions at all, and was as soft as dough.

Song Boyu was not fooled by the appearance. He had heard about the dirty things done by these three scoundrels, and before he even planned to trouble them, they came to his door.

The clattering copper coins made Song Boyu's eyes dazzle. If it weren't for maintaining his indifferent character, he almost wanted to slap his head on the spot.

"Why didn't I think that the fastest way to make money is to eat black and empty the money pots of these green-skinned rascals?
In this way, wouldn't I have all the big fish and meat for the three meals a day I need?

However, it can't be like this. It's best to make some disguises so that no one knows your true identity. "

Thinking of this, Song Boyu smiled, took the money bag handed over, and he looked through the other two. It is estimated that there are seven or eight hundred coins, which is worth two months of hard work by himself!
He put the money into his robe, took the leather pouch of the dagger and put it on his waist.

He didn't plan to let these three people go, but not now. After waking up the unconscious one, he stared at the three men fiercely: "When you see me in the future, you will be honest. If you dare to be cruel again, you won't be beaten like this today." It’s easy.”

The three of them didn't dare to say it in succession, so it's unknown what they were thinking.

Song Boyu walked to the alley and saw the little beggar girl just now. Her big and lively eyes were gray and lifeless, her head was like a chicken coop, her clothes were in tatters, and the bloody thigh gap had not stopped bleeding.

The two looked at each other for about three or four seconds. Seeing the hopeless look in the little girl's eyes, Song Boyu made a decision and walked back to the three green-skinned scoundrels.

The three green men were about to help them leave. They murmured in a low voice when they saw Song Boyu coming back. They couldn't help feeling like they were dead, and their big-cake faces were even more bitter and horrified: "Master, aren't we clear of everything?"

Song Boyu raised his head and looked at them coldly: "Squat down, I don't like raising my head."

The three of them were frightened. This was an uninhabited alley, so they had no choice but to squat down and tremble. They cursed in their hearts that Song Boyu had no credibility and that he would definitely have no butthole when he gave birth to a son.

Song Boyu shouted: "You three just instigated this little beggar to steal my trousers and scared me. Please pay this man to me now!"

The three of them were dumbfounded. Dabinglian was the leader among them, and they felt a little bit reluctant. Although the girl was beaten, imprisoned, and starved for three months before she became obedient, she learned quickly after being obedient. Yes, it is a money-making seedling.

The most important thing is that this girl looks pretty good. When she grows up, the three of them can definitely sell it for a good price!

"Uncle, this is inappropriate..."

Snapped!
Song Boyu slapped him with a slap across the face, his face was full of gold stars, and then he slapped him thirty or forty times without stopping.

The sound of popping made the little girl raise her head and look up in shock, her big, dull eyes showing a trace of pleasure and resentment.

Song Boyu kicked him down and shouted: "I'm not negotiating terms with you. You, you, and you are just three scoundrels. What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me! Either compensate, or be beaten to death by me." "

Dabing's face spit out two broken teeth, with deep resentment in his eyes, his head was swollen like a pig's head, and he lowered his head and said, "... woo woo... listen to the uncle..."

The other two were afraid of being beaten, so they nodded. The youngest Qingpi hurriedly said: "It's her blessing that you like that little beggar. She was originally a homeless beggar. We took her in because of pity. Now If there is a better way to go, just go."

"So, she is inherently free and does not need your consent, as long as she agrees on her own?"

Song Boyu tilted his head and said in a deep voice.

The three of them nodded in agreement.

Song Boyu opened his bows to the left and right again, and drew three or four big earrings each: "Damn it, if you didn't tell me earlier, you would have wasted my time."

He walked straight to the girl, squatted down, and said softly: "What is your name? Are you willing to follow me?"

The girl looked up at him with her big eyes, as if she was afraid, and timidly said: "My name is Su Yingning. If I follow you, will you beat and scold me? Will you deny me food? Will you force me to drink urine and eat shit? Will you force me to steal something? "

(End of this chapter)