The next day it was still rainy, and there was still very little business at the acquisition station. On this day, Li's mother wanted to go back to Mogong Township because of something, so she left the acquisition station early in the morning.

In the morning, Li Zhengyi took out a wooden stick prepared not long ago from the corner of the hall, which was specially purchased from elm wood with a hard texture, wear-resistant, moth-resistant and corrosion-resistant, and polished it himself when he had nothing to do. The long wooden stick has been formed, the size is moderate, and then it is finely polished with gauze, and it is basically ready to go. If you apply tung oil again, it will be an excellent long weapon after drying.

In the message given by Luo Wei last night, when it came to Chen Xiangming's hiring of people on the road, although Li Zhengyi was angry at Chen Xiangming's approach, he was actually not very worried.

Dao people are different from ordinary bastards, they act in a disciplined manner, and they will not seek trouble for no reason when there is no benefit. Under normal circumstances, it is never seen that real people in the mixed society are constantly looking for ordinary people to ask for protection money, and nine out of ten people who do this kind of thing are ordinary gangsters.

If there is a Taoist man in the middle, Li Zhengyi doesn't mind teaching them a lesson with a long stick. Treat real people on the road, as long as they don't hurt people's lives, basically they will not see officials. Injured or disabled, no matter which side you are, you are responsible for yourself.

The last time Chu Fei came to make trouble, Li Zheng didn't dare to shoot too fiercely, just because the opponent was an ordinary bastard, and he was disabled, and he was unlucky.

Li Zhengyi sat on a low stool, erected the long stick in front of him, and wiped the rough surface with gauze with his right hand little by little, smoothing the edges and corners. His expression was very focused, as if he had returned to the prison years in his previous life, and the long wooden stick in his hand had become the broom pole in the prison that had been painstakingly hidden from the prison guards.

Cui Xingfa sat on a bench not far away with Tianlong Babu in his hand, and there was a small stool next to him, on which was a Xinhua dictionary. Every time he pauses, he has to stop, take the Xinhua dictionary to look up and recognize words, and the speed of reading is as slow as a turtle. Of course, this can't be helped, because Cui Xingfa has never read since he was a child and doesn't know much. A few years ago, Li Zhengyi bought back a set of Jin Yong's novel "Dragon Babu", which was like a treasure by Cui Xingfa, but when he read it, he asked Li Zhengyi from time to time how to read the word and what it meant, and in the end he couldn't help it, so he bought him a Xinhua dictionary and told him how to use it, and then his ears were quiet.

At the beginning, Cui Xingfa was reading carefully and did not pay attention to Li Zhengyi. Not long after, he only looked at the book for a while, and looked at Li Zhengyi for a while, but then he couldn't hold back, so he asked: "Brother Li, do you plan to do this stick?"

Li Zhengyi still wiped the stick unhurriedly and said, "Defend yourself." ”

"Self-defense?" Cui Xingfa was inexplicable, scratching his head and about to ask again, but he heard the sound of a motorcycle from far and near.

After a while, two motorcycles drove over, stopped in front of Li Zhengyi's house, and got down four sturdy men wearing leather jackets and dressing differently. After the four men got out of the car, they clasped their hands together, and their right hands probed into their coats covertly, and walked towards Li Zhengyi, who was sitting under the eaves.

One of the men walked a little faster, took out a pack of cigarettes of unknown brand from his coat with his right hand, shook one out of his mouth with one hand, and shook out another cigarette holder that only showed the cigarette holder. He handed the cigarette in his hand to Li Zhengyi and said, "Brother, smoke a cigarette and borrow a fire." ”

Li Zhengyi sat on the low stool, didn't get up or take a cigarette, looked at the man's stiff left hand, and said in a cold tone: "I'm sorry, there is no fire." ”

The man who borrowed the fire didn't care, and his hand pinching the cigarette reached into his coat, and said with a smile: "Brother is not interesting enough, don't you look down on me?"

As soon as the words fell, the four of them seemed to have practiced, and at the same time they took out their weapons from their clothes, and all of them had galvanized steel pipes with a diameter of about three centimeters, and pounced on Li Zhengyi and Cui Xingfa respectively.

If you don't agree with a word, you can do it directly, and you are really a ruthless person who has been a bastard all year round. The two steel pipes slashed at Li Zhengyi head, seeing that the posture was not an ordinary brawl, it was for death.

In Li Zhengyi's previous life, whether he was in China in the early stage or abroad with the eighth master in the end, he was an old oilman who was mixed up, and with intelligence, the four of them still wanted to succeed in a sneak attack, but there was no door.

Seeing that the steel pipe was dying, Li Zheng shouted at Cui Xingfa to be careful, and then stopped leaving his hand, and the long wooden stick that his left hand was tightly held and kicked out with his right foot. With his right hand as the fulcrum, he grabbed the upper end of the wooden stick and pressed it downward, and the end of the wooden stick that poked the ground flew out like lightning, and it bounced like a poisonous snake to the crotch of the man who borrowed fire.

The steel pipe of the man who borrowed the fire had just been lifted above his head before it could be split, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain like tearing from his crotch. The pouch of the offspring was attacked, and the eggs seemed to be crushed, and the severe pain was centered on it, and quickly spread to the limbs. The man who borrowed the fire screamed miserably, fell to the ground in an instant, and the steel pipe was thrown aside, covering his crotch with both hands, and kept rolling back and forth on the water.

The other man who attacked and pounced on Li Zhengyi was caught off guard, and his feet were tripped by the man who suddenly fell to the ground, and the steel pipe in his hand lost its accuracy and smashed to the ground. Li Zhengyi's long wooden stick just went up, took advantage of the momentum to slash half a circle, and slapped it in the crook of his knee. The man who was already out of balance staggered, and was hit by a stick on his knee and bent back, and the whole person seemed to kneel down to worship his ancestors, facing the five bodies of the hall and throwing himself to the ground. This scene just made Li's father, who felt that something was wrong and rushed down from upstairs, to catch up, and he received this worship gift solidly.

The two who pounced on Cui Xingfa were all unfinished, and they were all blocked by Cui Xingfa, who had already taken precautions, with the bench under his seat. The two sides were about to continue, but they found that one of the two people who attacked Li Zhengyi covered his crotch and fell to the ground screaming, and the other couldn't help but bow in front of the hall, and they were all stunned.

Among the four accomplices, the two who attacked Li Zhengyi were the best, but they didn't expect to be overturned in one photo, what kind of amazing combat power is this?

The frightened two were stunned for a moment, and they actually forgot that there was also Cui Xingfa who was eyeing him with a portable bench. The price of this daze is a bit big, although Cui Xingfa was also shocked by Li Zhengyi's super combat effectiveness, he cared more about the two bastards holding the steel pipe in front of him. He doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, the bench is a bench. One of the men in a daze followed with a miserable scream, with gold stars in his eyes, and was photographed two or three meters away. After the man fell to the ground, he subconsciously touched the hot side of his face with his left hand, but touched the red blood on his hand.

The other man in a daze came back to his senses and was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

Nima, this acquisition station is the same as the tiger's den in Longtan, all of them are ruthless. Four sturdy Dao masters, in less than twenty seconds of fighting, fell three. The remaining man who did not fall collapsed directly, he didn't dare to run and couldn't run, he could only hold the steel pipe to give himself courage, and said to Cui Xingfa with a strong face: "You ...... Don't come here. ”

Li Zhengyi didn't expect that Cui Xingfa's bench was no less powerful than his own wooden stick, and he wanted to solve it quickly to help, so he was relieved. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the man who had thrown his body to the ground was about to get up, and he knocked it with a stick, and the man who had just climbed half of it was very sad and was knocked over again. There was no hesitation in this stick, and Father Li, who was standing in the hall, frowned.

Li Zhengyi only saw Li's father's expression at this time, and his heart suddenly jumped, the stick just now was beaten a little fast, and he didn't see his father standing in the hall, so he had to be educated again afterwards.