Chapter 65: The Master is Vulgar
On the river beach, the besieged man seemed to have scruples, although a flat pole was waved impermeable, but he only blocked all the attacks, and had no intention of fighting back.
The villagers didn't see his restraint, but shouted more and more wildly: "This fake monk can't hold it anymore!" β
"Fight harder, kill him!"
In the past, the southeast plague lasted for more than ten years, and the squires from all over the country organized regimental exercises to protect themselves.
Seven or eight shovels and hoes smashed at the man's body, although he was strong in martial arts, but he did not take advantage of the flat shoulder, and he only defended but did not attack. Finally, there was a click, and the flat pole in his hand broke into two.
This sudden change caught the man a little off guard, and he could no longer block the shovel that was slashing towards the door, so he was busy with an iron plate bridge, and he avoided it on his back dangerously. But he was still swept to the head by the shovel, and he was bleeding profusely.
Seeing that the trick succeeded, those villagers not only did not stop, but besieged him more and more fiercely, wanting to take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Suddenly, a strong wind came from the back of the heads of several villagers, and before they could figure out the situation, they were carried by the neck and thrown into the river one by one like dumplings.
After falling into the water, they heard a loud shout: "Stop! β
The remaining four or five villagers found out that the person who came was a scar-faced giant with bare hands and a naked body.
Although this giant man is terrifying, they feel that there are many people and there are guys in their hands, how can they retreat without a fight?
Besides, shouldn't you stop shouting before you do it? After the sneak attack, shout to stop, where is the sincerity of persuasion?
"Be nosy!" The villagers led by him picked up their hoes and made a gesture to smash the giant.
The giant man grabbed the handle of the hoe and looked at him coldly.
The villagers wanted to pull back the hoe, but he tried his best to feed, but the hoe still didn't move.
"What are you doing? Shoulder to shoulder! "The people of the village were horrified.
The rest of the villagers hurriedly let go of the man who was blindfolded by blood, and brandished iron weapons to attack Gao Wu.
Gao Wu snorted coldly, flicked his long arm, and threw the villagers led by him into the river, including people with hoes.
Then he showed a quick gait that was not commensurate with his size, and deftly dodged the attacks of the villagers, punching them all to the ground.
Looking at the villagers who fell to the ground and couldn't get up after only one punch, Zhao Hao in the distance suddenly realized at this time. It turned out that Gao Wu was afraid that his strength would be too great, so he wrapped his fists around his clothes to avoid killing people.
He can fight again, and he is cautious, and he doesn't talk much. Why is Young Master Ben's vision so good?
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On the river beach, the injured man also wiped the blood on his face, looked at Gao Wu gratefully, and the words of thanks turned into a light sigh.
"Huh, it's you?!"
Gao Wu looked at him with a confused expression, only feeling that this person was a little kind, but he couldn't get the right number for a while. It wasn't until I heard him speak that my mouth opened wide and I couldn't speak in surprise.
Obviously, they also recognized each other.
The man seemed to be very familiar with Gao Wu, and knew that he had a problem with late speech, so he threw away the broken flat pole in his hand and said in a deep voice: "This is not the place to speak, leave first." β
Seeing that those who had been thrown into the river by him had already struggled to climb ashore, Gao Wu nodded, turned around and ran.
The man also covered his forehead and quickly followed.
As soon as the two of them walked away, the chickens in the soup went up to the river beach, and the villagers lying on the ground also patted the soil on their bodies and stood up.
Obviously, the cunning villagers are well aware of the truth that a good man does not suffer immediate losses.
"Second uncle, they ran away!" The people went to the head of the country.
"If you run away, the monk can't run to the temple!" The villager pulled off the big green algae on the top of his head, spat fiercely, and said, "Go to his house!" β
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In that room, Gao Wu led the man and ran to the big tree where Zhao Hao was hiding.
Zhao Hao gave a thumbs up, and was about to praise Gao Wu, but seeing that he didn't say a word, he picked himself up.
Before Zhao Hao could react, he had already been carried on his back by Gao Wu, and he ran towards the dock.
The man hesitated, and followed.
Running out of half a mile, seeing that no one was catching up, Gao Wucai slowed down his pace and said in a muffled voice: "The clan in the countryside is fighting, and hundreds of thousands can be shouted at every turn, let's stab the hornet's nest and run away quickly." β
He was born as a miner in Yiwu, so he was naturally very vigilant about this. At that time, Qi Jiguang also resolutely decided to recruit Yiwu miners who were not afraid of death to form the Qi family army after witnessing the Yiwu clan battle that lasted for more than a month and killed and injured thousands of people.
"And where is this friend's clan?" Zhao Hao looked at the man and saw that his injury had stopped bleeding, but the left side of his brow was raised high, which looked very scary.
"The villain is an outsider...... the man spoke softly, in stark contrast to Gao Wu's rough voice.
"He is naΓ―ve, and he is a monk of my Qi family's army." Gao Wu had already organized the language, and introduced in a deep voice: "The monk soldiers are the elite trained by Yu Dashuai for our Qi family's army, and they will charge forward in every battle, overcoming obstacles for the army, and I don't know how much credit they have made." But they never ask for merit, and the soldiers admire it in their hearts! β
"Wow......" Zhao Hao looked at the man's thick hair, only to realize that it was indeed shorter than ordinary people. But he didn't care about gossip at this time, so he asked in a deep voice: "Then do you have any family here?" β
"Yes." The man's face turned red and he whispered: "The villain has returned to the vulgar, the common name is Wu Yu, and he lives in Tangjiawei in the north with Humble Jing. β
"Ahem...... Zhao Hao and Gao Wu couldn't help coughing, the former blushed and asked in a muffled voice:
"No one else?"
"It's gone."
"What's going on here?" Zhao Hao patted Gao Wu on the shoulder and said urgently: "Those people are very fierce, but they don't come to chase us, they are going to Tangjiawei." β
"The villain goes first!" That man, Wu Yudeng's expression changed drastically, and he had been worried about this! Now seeing that this young man also has the same worries, how dare he delay for a moment, and hastily arched his hand towards the two of them, and rushed north.
"Drop me, you follow." Zhao Hao patted Gao Wu's shoulder again, and said in a deep voice: "Save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west!" β
"That son......" Gao Wu never forgot his duties.
"The dock is just ahead, I'll just run back myself. Besides, they haven't seen me, so what do you have to worry about? Zhao Hao struggled to break free of his arms, and landed on his feet and said: "If you are surrounded by people, don't mess around, I will bring reinforcements after a while." β
Gao Wu thought about it, Zhao Hao arranged it very well, so he nodded heavily, looked at him deeply, and then strode after Wu Yu.
Zhao Hao also ran towards the dock, in fact, according to his usual low-key behavior, this matter is purely nosy. But since Wu Yu had killed the Japanese Kou, he couldn't leave it alone.
Even if Wu Yuzhen killed someone and violated the royal law and had his own government to govern him, what qualifications did the villagers have to kill an anti-Japanese hero?
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Don't look at it, it's only three or four miles away. But Zhao Gongzi, who is used to being pampered, how can he bear this crime?
Before he ran out of two miles, he was so tired that he couldn't breathe, and he held on to the big locust tree on the side of the road and panted.
Zhao Hao's mouth was dry and he wanted to drink saliva, but the water bladder was still on Gao Wu......
"Alas, when Tu and my eight characters don't match......"
With a wail, he continued to clasp his hands on his hips and shuffle towards the docks.
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