Chapter 137: Qianjun Stick Mountain Shiqi

In fact, the parents of the rich boy knew that their son only liked to use guns and sticks, and he was often good at fighting with others, and they were afraid that the officials would investigate and hold them accountable, so they didn't know how much money they had spent to pay some filial piety. The county lieutenant had also eaten the benefits of this county lieutenant www.biquge.info seeing that although this rich boy was reckless, he was actually just a young leader and a group fight with other scoundrels in the county, so he also turned a blind eye. didn't expect that when the generals of the forbidden army were invited to this banquet, this blind person was doing things under his nose, and suddenly the county lieutenant's face had nowhere to rest.

Xiao Tang looked embarrassed when he saw the county lieutenant Ai Ai, and he didn't say anything about the reason when he guessed a few reasons. The young man who is good at staying up and dancing with guns and sticks is the most bloody and strong, arguing and fighting with others is the most common way for them to consume their excess energy.

Shi Jin, the nine-patterned dragon in Liangshan, is the most typical one, he has not been engaged in agriculture since he was a child, and he has honed his martial arts after seven or eight gun masters, and it is precisely because of this that he has been assigned by Wang Jin, the head of the forbidden army, and his martial arts have advanced. Even after his parents passed away, Shi Jin didn't care about the affairs of the village, he just worked hard every day, "got up in the middle of the night to practice martial arts, and only shot bows and horses behind the village during the day." ”

And the rich boy in front of him is good at using force in the county, which is also similar to Shi Jin's behavior. Xiao Tang was very interested in this person, so he asked, "What is this person's name?" ”

The county lieutenant replied: "This guy is called Shanshiqi, because he is used to making a muddy iron rod, and everyone in the county calls him 'Qianjun Stick' Shanshiqi." (In the book, Biaoshan Shiqi was originally the son of a wealthy family in Qinzhou, and had been incorporated into the Weisheng Army in the Song Dynasty.) )

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Let's say that Shan Shiqi took more than 30 followers, and stood still twenty or thirty steps away from the prankster, looking at the evil man with bald sores at the head of the group, and shouted: "Leprosy Zhao Er, you are also a character in the county, and you attacked my brother with more bullies and fewer sneak attacks, but you didn't draw a line in person!" ”

Zhao Er, the leper on the other side, grinned, showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, and sneered: "You yellow-mouthed child, all the men in the county and the city have been offended by you, and you and I are here to fart!" ”

Shan Shiqi's eyes turned around on the more than fifty people behind Zhao Er, his face was disdainful, he raised his head and scolded with a smile: "Like you, a shabby thief who is an official in the county, abducted and cheated, stealing chickens and touching dogs for a living, what can I do when I see it, master?" You only came with some people, but you made the master unhappy! ”

Shan Shiqi said, called the famous follower around him to take a package, threw it forward, and said arrogantly: "These silver rights are used as soup and medicine money for you to bruise and bruise the birds, if you ask the master to fight happily, there will be another reward!" ”

"Little bastard! Arrogance! Seeing Shan Shiqi's posture like this, Zhao Er, who was leprosy, was even more angry, and his eyes looked at the heavy iron rod in Shan Shiqi's hand, and said: "Even if you want to fight, do you still want to move?" ”

Shan Shiqi pouted and smiled, leaned the iron rod aside, and said, "Master, I can deal with you birdmen, how can I use a guy?" Stop, come and have a good time with me! ”

Seeing that Shan Shiqi was striding forward, Zhao Er, who was leprosy, smiled gloomily and said, "Today, so that you little bastard know, what makes everyone angry!" ”

After that, Zhao Er, who was leprosy, whistled, and forty or fifty splashes jumped out of the corner alley, and stopped a group of people from Shanshiqi before and after, led by a pockmarked man, smiling in a sinister voice and coming over with a dry ruffian.

"You leprosy naughty, do you still want to have a face!? My eldest brother came here to make a settlement, but he asked Chen Mazi in the south of the city to bully more and less! When a follower next to Shan Shiqi saw it, he immediately scolded.

"Straight what? I didn't bother with him, but I came here to beg for a fight! Seeing that more than 30 people on his side were going to fight with more than 100 ruffians on the other side, Shan Shiqi smiled and said to his followers: "You deal with the group of birdmen in the back, and I will play with them first, and let me make a profit with this pair of fists!" ”

Saying that, Shan Shiqi took an arrow step and rushed straight into the middle of Zhao Er's group of leprosy and dysentery, originally thought that this time with the advantage of manpower, Shan Shiqi would be timid, but he turned out to be happy, and his fighting spirit was high.

A group of splashes were shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to parry, but Shan Shiqi didn't care about being surrounded by splashes, and dragged his fists and legs to greet the other party's vital points, he had to have a lot of martial artists to teach martial arts, guns, sticks, fists and feet have all kinds of attainments, and the leprosy Zhao second-hand people are all from a broken household, that is, they often gather to fight, where have you learned any fist and foot kung fu? After a while, more than a dozen people were knocked over by Shan Shiqi, who just lay on the ground and covered their injuries and screamed and wailed, unable to get up again.

Seeing that the morale of the followers of Shan Shiqi was greatly boosted, they also rushed up to fight with the gang behind them, ping pong, and the street group fighting was lively. Although some passers-by watched the excitement, they had already taken more than ten steps back before watching, for fear that they would also suffer from the fish in the pond.

A cannon fist was struck, and after Shan Shiqi knocked over the skin with a punch, he jumped in front of Zhao Er, who was suffering from leprosy, and scolded with a smile: "What can you do if you have a lot of people?" I can't help it, master! After that, Shan Shiqi kicked out and kicked Zhao Er, who was leprosy, into a somersault.

Zhao Er, who was suffering from leprosy, was kicked to the ground and spat sour water in his mouth. Seeing that Shan Shiqi knocked over three or four people again, he rushed straight to the Tianling cover from the soles of his feet with two angry angers, and took out a sharp knife to untie his wrist in his heart, and took advantage of Shan Shiqi's back to him, tiptoed in front of Shan Shiqi, and then slashed here, straight to Shan Shiqi's waist!

Shan Shiqi suddenly felt something strange behind him, and he flashed suddenly. Zhao Er's wrist-dissolving knife slashed through his waist ribs, and Shan Shiqi suddenly felt a cold silk on his waist, and bursts of pain came suddenly, and the fire red brocade silk robe he was wearing was torn, leaving a scar several inches deep on his waist.

Shan Shiqi was shocked and angry, and scolded: "Leprosy Zhao Er! You shameless dog thief keeps saying that you want to talk about the rules of street fighting, and you actually use a knife to plot against the master! ”

Seeing that Shan Shiqi was frightened, and no longer had such an arrogant appearance as Fang Cai, Zhao Er, who was leprosy, looked hideous, and hissed and scolded: "You little bastard is just a rich family raised arrogant and arrogant chicks, if you want to make a name for yourself on the road, you naturally have to be ruthless, should Lao Tzu play with you?" ”

Not only this leprosy Zhao Er, but more than 20 people in his and Chen Mazi's gang of splashes took out bright sharp knives from behind their waists, and Shan Shiqi's followers faced the white blades with their bare hands, and they fell to the ground, and more than a dozen people were put to the ground by the crowd. The dry splash skin was a little measured, and he just stabbed towards the thick but not fatal place on the body of the Shanshiqi follower, only to hear the miserable screams, and the two groups of splashes went straight towards the mountain Shiqi to surround him.

Shan Shiqi's waist was dyed red, and the fire in his heart burned the last shred of his sanity on the spiritual platform, and he put down two more splashes of skin that stabbed him with knives, and rushed to the side of the street to pick up his iron rod. Suddenly, the wind was loud, and the splashes who surrounded the left side of Shanshiqi only felt the strong wind smashing their heads and faces and dancing wildly, and they were so frightened that they retreated again and again. If this stick is solid, won't it burst out of the brain!?

Shan Shiqi's iron rod weighed forty pounds, and he held it in his hand like a tiger. At this time, Shan Shiqi was even more angry, and he no longer left the slightest back hand under his hand, and used all his strength to make the general come out and fight back against the crowd with all his might!

Leprosy Zhao Er and Chen Mazi are mostly shabby scoundrels with stubble on their hands, seeing that the mountain warriors are like crazy tigers, and the iron rods in their hands really seem to be mixed with the power of a thousand jun, which one is not fatal to catch up and put it right? One by one, they were so frightened that they withdrew far away, and the Zhijiao Mountain Shiqi rushed wildly to kill Zhao Er, the leprosy.

"Shameless dog thief! If you want to harm the master, the master will tell you to die first!! Shan Shiqi scolded loudly, and with his strength he swept the round iron rod towards the leprosy Zhao Er!

Zhao Er, who was suffering from dysentery, was shocked, and subconsciously raised a sharp knife to block. The sound of the bell was loud, and the sharp knife in the second hand of the leprosy Zhao was knocked to the ground, his whole arm trembled, and half of his body seemed to be numb.

Shan Shiqi swung the iron rod in his hand again, he held one end of the stick with both hands, and smashed his head towards Zhao Er. Seeing that Zhao Er was unavoidable from leprosy, he let out a miserable howl, and saw that he was about to be smashed by Shan Shiqi with a stick on the head, and the corpse was on the spot!

It was too late, it was too late, and suddenly a figure rushed out from the side, and Shan Shiqiton felt that his right elbow was supported, and most of the strength of the iron rod was unloaded. A cold light flashed, blocking the iron rod that Shan Shiqi smashed down at the leprosy Zhao Er. Shan Shiqi was swept away a few steps before he stabilized his pace, and when he glared fiercely, he saw a man returning his knife into the sheath, blocking between him and Zhao Er, who was leprosy.

Xiao Tang had already frowned, and said to Shan Shiqi: "You are going to fight with this stick, aren't you going to eat people's lives?" (To be continued.) )