The reason why the Flying King dared to be so arrogant and domineering was because his cousin's husband was the head of an important department in the province. His cousin was abused by the family when she was a child, it was the Flying King who sheltered her from the wind and rain, and when she grew up, she knew how to repay her kindness, and protected the Flying King in everything, and when she encountered tricky things, she hid from her husband and played the banner of her husband, and the people below looked at her husband's face and turned a blind eye, and over time, the Flying King became a tyrant in the township, but he never caused a human life, except for fights and brawls, the amount of money involved in bullying and dominating the market was not large, and he had been safe for many years.

The height of the Flying King is the same as Zhao Mingding, but his physique is much stronger, standing there is like an iron tower, coupled with his natural brute strength, he can carry the tripod, and the well-proportioned Zhao Mingding is tantamount to a weak scholar with no power in his hands in front of him, and he can click it off with just a slight twist of his fingers.

"Okay, then please ask all the neighbors to testify, the two sides fight alone, and the losing party is at the disposal of the other party!" Zhao Mingding saw that the Flying King was impatient, hugged his hands, and saluted around, and then bent his right knee slightly, his left foot was slightly forward, his right hand was slightly extended, and he put on a posture of please, and the Flying King did not talk, his left foot stepped forward, and his right hand punched straight towards Zhao Mingding's head, and the moment the right fist fell into the air, the left fist smashed directly into Zhao Mingding's chest, as long as one of these two punches was implemented, Zhao Mingding would suffer heavy damage, and even risk his life. The Flying King relied on brute strength and practiced boxing hard, and more than 100 catties of stationary sandbags could fly out of the three zhang away with a punch, let alone a living person. Zhao Mingding saw him punching, his body was down, avoiding the opponent's fists, not retreating but advancing, close to his body, left and right strikes "呯呯" two punches hit the abdomen of the flying king, at the moment when the flying king's hands were blocked, both hands turned into fists, a left and a right two hand knives slashed at the root of the left and right ears of the flying king, and then a powerful right hook hit his chin hard, only to see the flying king holding his head with both hands, and he didn't even have time to wail and fell to the ground like a wall.

The crowd of onlookers looked at each other for a while before they reacted and cheered. Seeing that the Flying King, who was usually a powerful and domineering man, was knocked to the ground by Zhao Mingding's three punches and two feet, everyone felt indescribable comfort in their hearts.

"I'm grass, I really have two hits!" The Flying King took a while to get up from the ground, spit out the blood in his mouth, patted his chest and said, "If you want to kill or chop, listen to your respect!"

"From now on, you are not allowed to bully the weak and bully the market!" Zhao Mingding smiled and said, "If you are not convinced, the five of you will go together." ”

When the Flying King heard this, his face changed, and he looked Zhao Mingding up and down for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "I am willing to lose the bet!"

"Damn, can't you treat me to a meal of dog meat?" Zhao Mingding shouted at the Flying King. The Flying King was stunned when he heard this, then laughed, walked over and held Zhao Mingding's hand, and said, "Let's go, let's get drunk tonight!"

When everyone heard this, they also laughed loudly, and dispersed, and some people who knew the Flying King shouted at each other, saying that they would go back to kill chickens and ducks and come over to get together together.

There are a total of eighteen people in the Flying King's group, known as the Eighteen Arhats, who were also summoned by the Flying King to gather together. When the wine was half-drunk, the Flying King knelt down on one knee with Zhao Mingding's right foot, picked up a bowl of wine and said: "Brother Jiuding, I, the Flying King and the brothers, will listen to your call from today, come in the fire, go in the water, frown and be a hero!"

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?" Jin Hu, who was sitting in the second place under the Flying King, looked at the Flying King in confusion, his face full of questions. I'd rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, the eldest brother's head is swollen like a pig's head, could it be that he was beaten stupid?

"From today on, Brother Jiuding is our eldest brother, and we will obey his orders in everything. The Flying King frowned, looked at the golden tiger and said unhappily, "What's the matter, you're not convinced?"

"The old rules, if we can pass the three tigers, let's obey it, aren't we, brothers?" Jin Hu asked. Except for the Flying King, the sixteen people replied in an uproar: "Yes!" are all men who have wandered the rivers and lakes, how can they easily bow their heads and obey others. The Flying King was already injured, and it was possible to rely on luck to win him, and most of the people were not present at the time, but if he could win the Three Tigers in a full blood state at the same time, he had to rely on real kung fu, and he couldn't accept it. When the Flying King was able to sit in the position of the boss, he single-handedly won the Golden Tiger, Silver Tiger, and Stone Tiger, known as the Three Tigers, at the same time.

"Brothers, I, Zhao Mingding, have no intention of sitting in your first place, and my fists and feet are ruthless, so don't hurt your anger. Zhao Mingding saw that Jin Hu was not convinced, and he didn't want to make more trouble, so he picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come, let's do this bowl of wine, and we are still good friends." ”

"No!" Jin Hu's face sank, and he said, "You don't want to sit in our first place, this is obviously looking down on our eighteen brothers." You don't want to fight with our Three Tigers, which is obviously looking down on our Three Tigers' kung fu. Since our eldest brother has spoken, we have to carry it out, but you also have to prove that you can do it in front of all your brothers, otherwise you can't afford our eldest brother. Jin Hu's nonsense and nonsense were even the same thing, and Zhao Mingding couldn't agree to it.

"Since this is the case, then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate!" Zhao Mingding took the bowl of wine in the hand of the Flying King, dried it in one gulp, helped the Flying King up, and said, "Everyone is brothers, fists and feet are ruthless, it is not good to hurt anyone, let's change the martial arts to the civil fight." ”

"What kind of fighting method?" Jin Hu asked.

"It's simple. Zhao Mingding asked Wei Jiumei to erect three benches ten meters away, put a white radish on each stool, and at the same time brought dozens of iron nails ten centimeters long.

"See, three nails per person, and whoever knocks those three turnips down wins. Zhao Mingding asked, "Who will come first?"

"What kind of reputation is this?" Yinhu said dissatisfiedly, "You are usually proficient, and now you use your best kung fu to compete with us, can we win?"

"Everyone has their own good kung fu, you use your own good kung fu to compare with us, isn't it Tian Ji's horse racing routine?" Shi Hudao, who had never spoken, said, "With your own strengths, attack the enemy's shortcomings." After speaking, he looked at Zhao Mingding proudly, his face full of mockery.

I know the grass, Tian Ji horse racing! Zhao Mingding complained secretly. Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

Zhao Mingding stopped talking, reached out and took the iron nail in Wei Jiumei's hand, didn't aim, shook it casually, and the iron nail in his hand made three sounds, and it was firmly nailed to the three radishes on the bench until it didn't reach the top.

Zhao Mingding beckoned, whispered a few words to Wei Jiumei, Wei Jiumei glued a copper coin with transparent glue on each of the three benches, Zhao Mingding stood with his back to the bench, turned around suddenly, and the iron nail in his hand made three sounds, firmly pierced into the center of the square hole of the copper coin, and nailed into the bench several centimeters deep. Zhao Mingding saw a rooster wandering in the courtyard ten steps away, and as soon as his hand was raised, the rooster fell to the ground with a clatter, and his feet struggled a few times, and then he didn't move. That iron nail just ran through the rooster's eyes.

"I'll use this nail to take on the tricks of the eighteen Arhats!" Zhao Mingding said proudly. It was only at this time that the eighteen Arhats and the others understood that Zhao Mingding would rather jump into the cold and biting Ganjiang River than use a stunt in Zhushan that day, and really didn't want to make a fuss and hurt the innocent, so that he was involved in the whirlpool and almost died in the Ganjiang River, and couldn't help but be deeply admired, and shouted in unison: "Obey it!" One by one, they came over with wine bowls and drank with Zhao Mingding.

Most of the liquor drunk in the countryside belongs to the grain shochu brewed by themselves, its quality is pure, the taste is good, the taste is mellow, the selection of high-quality rice, sorghum, corn and other pure grains are refined by traditional brewing technology, every 100 catties of grain liquor is about catty, the concentration is 53 degrees. Zhao Mingding began to drink this valley soju at the age of three, every time he was thirsty, his grandfather gave him a sip of wine, and over time, the amount of wine was practiced, and he drank more than 20 bowls of grain roast at most at a time, and he was not drunk, half a catty bowl, and Luo Shuming, He Caishan, Xiao Longheng, Zou Yongxing, drank it for a day and a night before waking up, and almost missed the shuttle bus to the university to sign up.

"Hahahaha, are you going to come to the wheel war?" Zhao Mingding saw that the eighteen Arhats each came over with a bowl of wine, and he understood what they meant: Eighteen people can't beat you, but eighteen people can't win you when they drink? It doesn't matter if it's a fight or drinking, as long as you win, your heart will be comfortable.

"Where, where!" the Flying King laughed, "This is the brothers' expression of admiration for you, don't refuse!"

"Then let me drink with all the brethren first. Zhao Mingding said, raised the wine bowl in his hand and touched the Flying King, raised his head and grunted in one breath, Wei Jiumei saw that Zhao Mingding's bowl was full of wine, and hurriedly lifted the pot to fill him. Those who have good deeds are afraid that there will not be enough wine, so they specially moved two jars from home and put them on the table.

Zhao Mingding drank eighteen bowls in one round, half a catty bowl, which is nine catties, took the dogleg handed over by Wei Jiumei and gnawed it, and said with a smile: "Do you want to drink with me?"

"I ...... I'm going to drink with you!" The Flying King's tongue began to disobey, "Wine is ...... Wine meets a thousand confidants...... Fewer than a thousand cups. Only a few or four people attached him.

After the second round of drinking, all the eighteen Arhats lay on the ground, and Zhao Mingding, who had drunk twenty-three bowls of wine, still looked calm and did not have a trace of drunkenness.

"Brother Jiuding, can you still drink?" asked Housheng of Luojia Village, who had five or six onlookers.

"A drunk hero, a straw belly. Zhao Mingding smiled, "Let the horse come!"

After three rounds, the six descendants lay on the ground again, and Zhao Mingding drank eighteen bowls, still not drunk at all.

"Okay, let's eat something, or it will hurt my stomach. Wei Jiumei packed a bowl of rice and handed it over, Zhao Mingding took it, looked at her and smiled: "I'm drunk!"

When Wei Jiumei heard this, her face turned red, and she said angrily: "You are so bad!" turned her head, but she laughed loudly, and her face was full of spring.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.