Chapter 611 No matter how good his skills are, he will be knocked down with one brick
“What the hell, are you looking for death?! I will satisfy you if you are looking for death!”
The people surrounding Zhu Ping’an looked at When they saw the six hunters approaching, they became furious, their eyes flashed fiercely, and they started a duel.
They are confident, they are all sergeants, and fighting is their profession. They are much better than these wild hunters, right? Not only one can fight five, but one can fight two, right? .
I was just attacked by these singing hunters!
Now that I am prepared, I can definitely beat these blind mountain hunters half to death, and then randomly assign them any charges and throw them into prison! There is always a price to pay for disturbing my good deeds.
Soon
People on both sides collided together, like two torrents, colliding together and twisting together.
So
Zhu Pingan saw the fighting scene of Ming Dynasty at such a close distance for the first time.
It's not the kind of flying over walls, leaping and leaping into thunder palms in martial arts novels, nor is it the kind of gang fights in modern times. The fighting in Ming Dynasty is somewhere in between, with fists hitting the flesh and life and death fighting, but there are still some. A certain move.
The people who surrounded Zhu Pingan had a military look. Their fists and kicks were the moves taught in the military camp. They knew how to use their positions to form a semicircular battle formation, and surrounded the six hunters like a wedge. They look after each other in twos and threes.
In their opinion, with their skills and cooperation, they can easily defeat these villagers.
However, things were beyond their expectations.
Although these hunters who came from the opposite side did not know how to fight, they all had simple and practical formations passed down from generation to generation when hunting dangerous prey such as black bears, wolves, and wild boars in the mountains and forests.
The complex, ever-changing and dangerous mountains and forests have long taught them to adapt quickly. The wedge formation is versatile for wolves, and the hunters are also experienced in it. The mantra "copper head, steel tail, tofu waist" passed down by hunters describes the wolf. The waist is its weak point. When dealing with wolves, just focus on its waist.
The scar-faced Orion was tall and tall. He ignored the arrows of the wedge formation, looked for the waist of the formation, and pounced on it like a bear.
Grass, you are seeking death!
The man in the middle of the battle saw the scar-faced Orion rushing toward him, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he also rushed forward.
As the scar-faced Orion was approaching, he suddenly accelerated, and his figure rushed towards him. He punched the man in the waist like a bear's paw, so fast that there was a sharp blast the moment he swung his fist. Empty sound.
The only martial arts in the world that can't be broken is fast.
The man at the waist did not expect Scarface Orion to be so fast, but he was just surprised. He was well-trained and raised his hands to block in time, and also extended a tease. Feet, counterattack while blocking.
Hmph
I have been trained, and my skills are among the top 100 in the military camp. How can you fight with me! The man at the waist is very confident.
This is also true
Scarface struck at the face of the man at the waist of the formation, punching through the air with lightning speed, but the man at the waist of the formation blocked it with his hand and raised his feet.
For a moment, the man at the waist showed a confident smile.
However
0.01 seconds later, the sweet smile on the man's face turned into horror. The moment he blocked it, his arm made a "crack" sound of fracture, and he It felt as if his arm had been slapped by a roaring wild bear.
Receiving this huge blow, the man at the waist was like a wolf being hit in the waist by a bear's palm, and the whole person flew backwards.
He was suddenly hit and fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, his strength was not reduced. His whole body fell to the ground and slid several meters away, sliding against the ground and hitting the wall.
After smashing that person away, the Scar-faced Orion turned his target to another person and pounced on him.
The man in the waist who was knocked to the ground struggled for a while and couldn't get up. All the bones in his body felt like they were broken.
"I'm here to help you."
Just when the man at the waist was struggling to get up, he suddenly heard a kind and warm voice coming from his ears.
"Thank you brother, I'll treat you to a drink later." The man in the formation thought it was his comrade who came to help him.
"You're welcome. We, Lei Feng, do good deeds and never want anything in return." The voice in his ears was still kind and warm.
"Thank you brother Huo Lei Feng, look back." The man at the waist repeated, and then said "Hey, Huo Lei Feng?" Who? Why is this name so unfamiliar? Among the brothers who came today, there is no one called Lei Feng.
The man at the waist looked up in confusion, and then he saw Zhu Ping'an's harmless face, which magnified in his eyes.
Then he trembled with fear.
He blinked unwillingly and opened his eyes again. In his sight, Zhu Pingan was still standing in front of him, bent over, looking at him with a warm and kind face, and a harmless smile.
“Don’t get excited, I am just a living Lei Feng,” Zhu Ping’an smiled warmly and stretched out his hand to comfort him.
Then the man shivered even more.
Because Zhu Pingan is holding a bloody brick in his hand.
Zhu Pingan’s warm and kind smile is in sharp contrast to the bloody brick in his hand. In human eyes, Zhu Ping'an's warm smile was extremely terrifying, just like the ferocious smile of a devil.
The man was trembling, and he retracted his hands and feet together. Then he felt that his body touched a body. He stretched out his hand and touched it. Uh, he took his hand back. There was blood on his fingers.
He turned around subconsciously, and then he saw The comrade who was initially attacked by stones and lost his combat effectiveness was now lying on the ground like a dead pig. There were huge red marks on the left and right sides of his forehead. The shape was exactly the same as the brick in Zhu Pingan's hand.
Holy shit, that’s so cruel, he’s already lost his fighting ability, and you still won’t let him go! I even took two bricks!
The man lying on the ground at the waist of the array looked at Zhu Pingan tremblingly.
"Oh, Handsman, I was inexperienced just now. I patted him a few more times before he fainted, but I have experience this time. Trust me." Zhu Pingan smiled sheepishly, and then felt very confident. He shook the brick in his hand.
In the eyes of the man at the waist, Zhu Pingan was simply the embodiment of cruelty, speaking of such a bloody matter so plainly.
"Really, I am very experienced this time." Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth After a word of comfort, he bent down, squatted down, and skillfully patted the brick in his hand towards the man's head.
The man only saw a brick enlarging in front of his eyes, and then his vision went dark and he knew nothing.
Looking at the fainted man, Zhu Ping'an nodded with satisfaction. This time, the strength was finally just right. It was neither light nor heavy, making people faint, but not fatal.
No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives; no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you will be knocked down by a brick.
After Zhu Ping'an knocked the two men unconscious, the battle in the alley came to an end.
The men dressed as sergeants have good skills, but the hunters, whose knives lick blood and are capable of turning over Tartars, are better. And after the hunters pull out the hunting knives they carry behind their backs, the battle begins. It's the end.
Soon, except for the two lying on the ground, everyone else was subdued by the hunters. (End of this chapter)