Chapter Seventy-One: You Kid Eats Alone
"Oh, what's the fuss, you're out of the woods now, by the way, don't show off outside at will, be careful of being caught and sliced early. Yufeng Shangxian said to Wen Jia angrily.
"Then Master, how do I know how to control the power in my body?"
"So, you have to stay, teach you for the teacher, and when you learn, you can go back and forth quickly. ”
"Then master, what should I do now?"
"Slowly control, what do you want? I used to jump hard, but now I have a little strength. Go, go, go, go back, come back and fix the roof for me. ”
Wen Jia's journey, when no one is around, he runs a few steps, he thinks that what kind of world champion is compared to himself now, he only eats soil.
Wen Jia walked when there were people, after all, he hadn't controlled the power in his body.
"Hey, how can you do it to an old man!"
Wen Jia had just come to the door of a mobile phone store with a bunch of things, and she heard a man's scolding not far away.
Wen Jia walked over with the mentality of watching the excitement and not thinking it was a big deal, and approached to see a 60-year-old man in cleaning clothes sitting on the ground, and a young man in his 20s grabbing a boy who looked like a high school student.
"What's wrong with my hands? I walk well, I don't have long eyes to see the ground, and all the dirt on the ground has swept me. The high school student looked unconvinced, and there was a high school girl next to him who kept persuading.
"He's older than your father, and your teacher taught you to respect the old and love the young?" the young man grabbed the high school student's collar with one hand and pointed to the uncle sitting on the ground with the other.
"What's wrong with me pushing him? It's your business, is he your father? or your grandfather?" the high school student pushed the young man and tried to break out of his hand, but the young man didn't move, and his hand was like a plier clutching the high school student's collar.
"Forget it, forget it, it's okay, let him go. The uncle got up from the ground and patted the soil on his buttocks, and said helplessly.
"Let's go, your sister, do you know how much my clothes cost? You stinky street sweeper, it seems that you got it for me, I just bought it yesterday." The high school student still shouted.
The young man pushed hard, and the high school student took a few steps backwards and lay directly on the ground.
"you, you dare to push me, you wait for me. After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and started calling.
At this time, the people around the excitement all condemned this high school student, and some people asked the young man and the uncle to leave quickly, don't be like this kind of unqualified person.
The young man and the uncle were just about to leave, and the high school student seemed to feel that he had lost face and shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't leave, whoever goes is a special grandson!"
The young man was not happy to hear this, turned to the high school student, and kicked him in the chest. The high school student flew straight out, and just as he was about to speak, the young man was already riding on top of him and slapped him in the face.
The high school student spat blood directly from his mouth, and several middle-aged people around him hurriedly went over and pulled the young man away from the high school student and said, "Forget it, forget it, what is the kid doing with him." ”
At this moment, a dozen ruffian-like thugs came running from a distance, with steel pipes and machetes in their hands. The leader is a fat man in his 20s, with a rose tattooed on his hand, and he looks like a rural non-mainstream.
A group of people came up to the high school students: "Which bastard beat you?" asked the fat man.
"That's him. "The high school student pointed at the young man. The people who were fighting around the young man suddenly dispersed, for fear that they would be implicated.
"Fuck your mother looking for death. Without saying a word, the fat man rushed over with a machete and slashed at the young man.
Seeing that the young man was about to cut the machete, he saw the young man step forward to the left, and the fat man's right arm was placed on the young man's shoulder, and the young man's left hand clasped the fat man's right arm, and his left hand hit the fat man's chin from the bottom up.
The fat man flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell to the ground.
The person brought by the fat man was stunned at first, and then rushed over. The young man did not flinch, picked up the machete on the ground, and stabbed directly at a person rushing in front, when the tip of the knife was about to rush, the young man turned his hand, and the handle of the knife stabbed the man in the stomach, and the man flew out again, holding his stomach and screaming.
The rest of the people who rushed over were startled, thinking that the young man had stabbed his partner with a knife, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to move forward, so they watched. The young man took a step forward, they took a step back, and when the young man walked up to the fat man and kicked him directly in the face, the fat man fainted.
Gangsters are gangsters, it's okay to brag and scold and fight, but they don't have the guts, but when they look at the young man opposite, they really have a ruthless spirit to kill.
"Boy, you have a special name. The high school students hid behind the crowd and shouted.
"Lao Tzuxing does not change his surname, he does not change his name, Jingang veteran special forces, Yuan Ming. ”
"Holy, special forces, let's go. The thugs didn't even care about the two people lying on the ground, and they ran away.
The high school students were also frightened, no wonder they solved two people in two clicks, special forces, they didn't dare to mess with them if they knew they were killed.
The high school students also limped away in fright.
There was thunderous applause all around, and Yuan Ming's swarthy face was actually a little red. Embarrassed, he said, "Disperse, disperse." After speaking, he walked up to the thug who was flying by the knife handle and said, "You can take care of your brother here, I will take at least 6 hours to wake up after I am full of food and kicking people." With that, he turned around and left.
Handsome, too handsome, second only to himself. Wen Jia sighed and walked back to the store that sold mobile phones.
Wen Jia bought three hand-cranked chargers, then bought some delicious snacks for buns, and went to the tea shop to buy some good tea, and also bought a set of simple tea sets, as for mineral water, the village shop sells it. Wen Jia stuffed her suitcase to the brim before returning to the mountain.
Usually there are so many things, Wen Jia is troublesome to carry, and it takes more than 1 hour to walk back to the mountain road of the Taoist temple, but since he finished soaking in the thirteen-cylinder master's medicinal bath, Wen Jia carried the box like carrying an empty bag, and it only took 10 minutes for the mountain road to run back to the Taoist temple.
Wen Jia lit a fire behind the Taoist temple to boil water, made tea after the water boiled, and just poured himself a cup, he heard a loud shout behind him: "I'll rub it, you kid eats alone!"