Otherworldly Merchant

The man was swimming fast and close to each other.

Hurry up and smash it if you don't say anything!

This punch is extremely stiff. If it is smashed in the face, the nosebleeds are mild, maybe it will knock people out directly.

I'm a little upset about that!

My stone hit you, it's not right. You make me apologize or lose some money. I can accept that. What's wrong with hitting without saying it? And if my hand is so heavy, wouldn't you kill me if I were a normal person?

To think of it, I hurried back and dodged easily.

But this guy turned around, his waist pulled up, and his other arm snapped at my chest.

This is faster! It's too late for me to back off.

Hurry and open his fist with your palm, although I use coincidence, my palm is still shaken!

This guy has a lot of energy.

Just when I was stunned, the guy twisted a little bit, and with the momentum of the talent, his left leg whipped and swept straight towards my neck.

I just opened that palm, I've been out of focus, this foot runs right on my support surface, I don't have time to hide! And this guy's legs are so fierce, I'm afraid if they get in the way of this, my arm bones will break.

I couldn't even think about it. I hurried back and made a move to the iron board bridge, and then I rolled over and hid away.

“The big brother.” As soon as I landed, I shouted, "Almost done, I'll fight back! ”

“Then fight!” The guy answered in a stunned fashion, and the claw of a tooth dancer rushed up again.

Don't look at me. I'm a little heartless.

This guy's boxing legs are extremely fierce, I can't dare to harden them at all; the speed is amazing, I even took some effort to escape, let alone raise my hand to fight back.

Besides, this guy's tricks are both harsh and fast, and they're all about attacking your whole body with the shortest possible distance!

What's even more puzzling is that he just went ashore and didn't stop breathing!

If this is a real fight, I'll lose!

Of course, this is under the premise that I do not borrow intangible needles, spells and other Yin and Yang techniques.

This guy rushed in front of me, his head was a punch, I stepped back to avoid it, he yelled another punch...

Isn't that the trick?

After I was prepared, I darkly mobilized my spiritual strength and flew up one leg and swept at my neck.

Now, I'm not as grumpy as I was just, snatching at his belly faster.

But this guy couldn't help it, he punched me in the head again, or the first move!

Now I understand!

This guy called and looked fierce and unmatched, turns out to be such a threesome axe.

Once you've figured out his routine, you can do it.

After a few rounds, I not only stopped hiding, but even attacked, and he couldn't even touch my clothes.

But the guy was hard as steel, and a few punches didn't do much to him. Of course, I lost myself and didn't have the power to beat him.

“Stop fighting, stop fighting!” Striking, the guy suddenly stopped and shouted, “It's boring, you're more cunning than a fox. ”

Just now I fought hard, I was focused, I didn't notice the surroundings.

It was only then that I realized that I had gathered a large circle of people, around the front and back, all dressed exactly like that man, wearing a white turban and a short black coat.

Looks like they're all in this together.

But they didn't mean to fight either, and they stood and watched with interest with their arms in their arms.

“Ha-ha-ha! There are times when three barbarians eat meat.” A white bearded old man in the crowd laughed haha.

Said he was an old man because his face was full of wrinkles and his short beard, like a needle, was white on his chin.

But if you cover his face and look at that bronze muscle, no one will believe that he is an old man, his muscles are stronger than those of a young man, enough to blink the eyes of those idiotic girls who are obsessed with muscle men!

The old man was shining in the sun, naked with his upper body and legs, wearing a pair of wide leg pants, which were both stiff and spilled off, much like the old handlers in the old gang.

The old man took the first two steps and walked in front of me and held his fist. “The old man rowed Zhang Jianyu! ”

Er...

What a gangster! Such characters are rare in this day and age.

I stunned and had to reply: "Zhang Jiulin. ”

The old man was a little surprised when he saw that I only signed up for his name, but he laughed: “Turns out it's Zhang's last name, that's a family, three savages! ”

With the old man's loud drink, the strong man who fought me just now swept away, like a child who had made a mistake, touched the back of his head and came over.

“This is my nephew, Zhang Kangbao, who, although a little reckless, is not a bad person. If I hadn't seen Little Brother, I would have thrown him that far, and he wouldn't have talked to you. Please forgive me if I offend you.” After talking, the old man arched his hand and said to the man, “Don't you want to pay me back? ”

The man drummed his eyes and said in disgust: "Uncle, I didn't hit him. He hit me with a stone first, then punched me several times. What else do I owe you? ”

He said that the people around him had to laugh.

I also hurried to say: “This brother is right, it's really my fault, I hit him first...”

“It's called not knowing each other, it's also fate! Come on, have a drink.” The old man waved his hands with pride and sat on the stabbing floor.

Someone handed me the wine bowl before I got out.

Those who stood in the outer circle were holding wine jars and some riverside dishes and were about to go ashore for a drink.

Now you don't even have to choose a place, here it is.

The old man took the liquor bar and opened it. He wouldn't let me. His head was just a sip, so he gave it to me: "Please! ”

This seems rude, but it's the biggest courtesy!

The rowing gang originated in the Qing Dynasty. It was a gang specializing in transporting food goods on the Yangtze River. They mixed water all year round and had moisture on their bodies. Therefore, they could only drink alcohol every day to warm themselves up and share alcohol with each other. That was the only friendship they had with their brothers on board.

And they live on a boat, and the space is narrow, and there's not much to talk about. What you do is you drink my bowl, and you pour the tiny bottle, and you drink it slowly, and that's bullshit. The most common way to drink is to lift the pot like this, one bite at a time!

The way he toasts, there's another way of saying it, it's called a bite!

You drink this wine, and that's brothers, that's friends, that's people in distress.

If you don't drink, then take my outsiders, and don't say anything else. Take your Yangguan Road and I'll take my Naihe Bridge!

Split up, buddy! That's it. That's it. That's it.