Seeing that the three rifles were handed over to Liu Lang and the others, Shi Datou let go of his hand, and let Gou Defu slip down and wilt on the ground, greedily breathing in the fresh air that he had not seen for a long time, in the face of life, the sharp pain on the arm bones was not so important. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Shi Datou silently walked into the house, gently picked up the ashes scattered all over the place with his hands, and carefully put them on the white cloth bag.

With a distance of three meters, from the start to the punch that broke the arm of the gun wielder, the opponent did not even react to pull the trigger. Anyway, Chen Yunfa is sure that he will never be able to do this at present.

Thinking about Shi Datou's honest and almost timid appearance before, Chen Yunfa couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the master is really too low-key, and the bully is really unlucky.

"Ouch, you three are dead! If you don't come to help me, Lao Tzu's arm is broken. Gou Defu, who finally got angry, scolded the three subordinates angrily.

Waiting for the three soldiers to help Gou Defu up, Gou Defu, who endured severe pain, glanced at Liu Lang and the three people who were standing quietly and the spear on the square table, and said: "Man, give us the gun, there is nothing to do with you here, I am only looking for trouble with Shi Datou." ”

Liu Lang just silently looked at the back of Shi Datou lying on the ground holding the ashes, the expression on his face was obscure, and he didn't look at him at all.

"Want a gun? Okay, I can give you a peanut for free. Chen Yunfa bared his teeth, reached out and picked up a Hanyang-made pole on the table, pulled the bolt, loaded the bullet, and held the gun with one hand and pointed at Gou Defu.

The faces of Gou Defu and the three soldiers turned pale, and their legs and stomachs were a little tendoned. Chen Yunfa, who had been fighting on the battlefield in Songhu for more than a month, and killed dozens of devils with a machine gun, the strong murderous aura on his body was not covered, not to mention the gun with a loaded rod, it was a wooden stick, which could also make Gou Defu feel the smell of death on his body.

"Good, good, good! Friends, the green mountains do not change the green water, I believe we will meet again soon, I hope you can still have such a hard spirit at that time. Gou Defu glanced at Liu Lang, who didn't look at him at all, and gritted his teeth and threw away a cruel word. He didn't drag the mud and water, turned his head: "Go", and left with the help of the two soldiers beside him.

It wasn't until all the ashes left on the ground were put on a white cloth, wrapped them carefully, and found a rope to tie them firmly on his back, Shi Datou walked out of the door and said to Liu Lang, who had been quietly looking at him: "Sir, I'm really sorry, I originally wanted to invite you to eat the white flour buns made by your forehead, but now you are also involved. ”

Liu Lang smiled faintly and waved his hand, sat on the bench, and said, "Brother Shi, do you know that your punch just now scared me, you are much more powerful than I imagined." ”

The small city of Tongguan is a very interesting place, a peddler who took the initiative to come to recognize his relatives turned out to be a master, this is the first time Liu Lang saw Shi Datou's feeling, if he didn't feel the murderous aura on the big bald head at all, Liu Lang thought that he had encountered the legendary killer.

Others only noticed the big bald face and the standard vendor dress, but Liu Lang saw that he was walking extremely steadily, especially when the two soldiers escorted him over, it was not so much that the two soldiers took the initiative to let go of him, but that he shook his two arms, and easily broke free of the hands of the two soldiers. Those two soldiers were the most elite members of the 19th Route Army, not ordinary people. This person is very good at kung fu, this is the first definition that Liu Lang gave to Shi Datou.

It's just that Liu Lang didn't expect that Shi Datou was a few points stronger than he expected, a simple cannon fist could break people's hard arm bones, and the kung fu on his legs was not inferior, and his explosive power was not weaker than that of specially trained special forces.

"Sir, you don't know 。。。。。。" Shi Datou saw that Liu Lang didn't care about the upcoming storm at all, his face was anxious, and he was still about to be persuaded, but he saw that the two big men around Liu Lang also didn't care about picking up the buckwheat bun and eating it, so he had to sit down and said apologetically: "Sir, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I said to E, we practice martial arts, it's just used to strengthen the body, not to bully people, if it weren't for the fact that Gou Defu deceives people too much, he won't shoot him, he has a gun, I'm in a hurry, and the shot will be heavy。。。。。。 ”

After listening to Shi Datou's explanation, Liu Lang suddenly realized that the master did not jump out of the crack in the stone. The father of the big bald head and Shi Xiaoshuan who starved to death in the great famine is a red fist master, and Shi Datou has been practicing red boxing for nearly 30 years since he was three years old.

Speaking of red boxing, many people may still be a little unfamiliar, looking at Chen Yunfa from Guangdong Province with a confused face, you know that if you talk about Hong boxing, it will be famous in the land of China. But if you tell you that the famous Shaolin Hongquan is evolved from Shaanxi Red Boxing, you will know the power of Red Boxing.

The history of Shaanxi red boxing can be traced back to the Han Dynasty during the founding of the first year, and has a history of nearly 3,000 years in modern times, from the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty Zhao Kuangyin, the teacher of the famous anti-gold general Yue Fei Zhou Tong, and the biggest thief Li Zicheng at the end of the Ming Dynasty to the highest general Yang Hucheng in the Northwest Army, is not a master of red boxing.

And the Shi Datou brothers practiced one and the other practiced martial arts, but the one who studied the literature went to join the army, but the one who practiced martial arts served his father at home. It's really unpredictable, this makes Liu Lang a little embarrassed, if it was a master like Shi Datou who followed him that day, maybe there would be more Japanese soldiers who could kill and wound, but Liu Lang dared to conclude that if that was the case, it might be difficult for any of the remaining remnants to survive except for him and Shi Datou. Without Shi Xiaoshuo's earth-shattering sacrifice of his life, the fierce Japanese would feel a chill? That kind of courage that is purely just for the sake of exchanging life for life, Shi Datou can't do it, and Liu Lang can't do it, which is even more terrifying than killing a few Japanese criminals with his bare hands. It was also from that moment that the murderous Japanese were frightened and stunned by a small Chinese soldier whose combat effectiveness was far inferior to theirs.

Victory often belongs only to the brave, and never favors the faint one, and the truth is as simple as that.

The younger brother who is weak is still so bold, and the brother who is strong in force will naturally not be far behind, Liu Lang was not confused by Shi Datou's wooden face, and the momentum of his husband who was angry and faced the muzzle of the gun before made Liu Lang himself want to have a discussion with him.

Just thinking about the fat body hanging on, Liu Lang wisely suppressed this irrational impulse.

"Haha, okay, big head, I guess you won't be able to stay here after today, have you ever thought about where to go in the future?" Liu Lang's face was full of joy, and he asked with concern.

In fact, Liu Lang only had to write three big words on the door of his head: follow me.

Such a strong master of national arts, how could Liu Lang let it go.