Zheng Baye remembered this young man named Fang Zi'an, three years ago, this person was a gangster under him. He was as timid as a mouse, and once he fought with other thugs, he shrank behind and did not dare to go up and make a move. That time, Zheng Laoba and they suffered a loss. Looking back, Zheng Laoba kicked Fang Zi'an out of his gangster team. At that time, Fang Zi'an was thin and small, and he was dressed in tatters, but today Fang Zi'an has grown taller in a robe, and his appearance has changed greatly, and he really didn't think it was him for a while.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. I haven't passed the exam yet, but I'll talk about it after passing the imperial examination. Fang Zi'an said with a smile.

"Phew, you say you're fat and you're panting. Just because you can get into the imperial examination? Phew! Even if you pass the exam, Lao Tzu will not call you an adult, you will always be this in front of Lao Tzu. Zheng Laoba shook his little thumb.

"That's, that's. How dare you put on a score in front of you Zheng Baye. By the way, what are you doing here? Do you rob people's daughters in broad daylight? Have we all been emboldened to that point now? I remember that in the past, we were just doing some business of stealing chickens and dogs, eighth master, do you still remember the time when you stole cloth and were chased for three streets, you fell into the sludge ditch and got covered in stinky mud, and the smell did not go away for three days? How? Is it lawless now? Fang Zi'an said with a smile.

Zheng Laoba's face was hot, and he scolded: "Get out of the way, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to talk to you, go cool." ”

Fang Zi'an touched his nose and said, "Zheng Laoba, we can be regarded as having some friendship." I'll talk to you. This old Zhangtou father and daughter are my acquaintances, can you let them go for my sake. Isn't it just three taels of silver? It's a big deal that I'll give it for them, how? ”

Zheng Laoba looked Fang Zi'an up and down, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Just you? Do you want Lao Tzu to give you face? You have a fucking face? And thou wilt give them money? Do you have any money? I'm in tatters, and I can't get enough to eat. Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here. If you weren't familiar with each other before, Lao Tzu would reward you with two big mouths. ”

There were also a few of the gangsters around who knew Fang Zi'an at the time, and they all shouted and scolded: "Fang Zi'an, who do you think you are, do you think you are great when you enter the academy in a robe?" Is shit on the wall or shit understand? Get out of the way and cool off, or I'll hit you together. ”

Fang Zi'an was mercilessly ridiculed and insulted by these people, but his face was still smiling brightly.

"Zheng Laoba, why bother? Don't get things done. The robbery of people's daughters on the street is a defeat of virtue, are you not afraid of five thunderstorms in the sky, and split your ancestral graves and the bones of your father's ancestors into ashes? ”

"What do you say? Dog. Mother-raised. Zheng Laoba and the others heard that something was wrong, this was insulting themselves to their faces, so they scolded angrily.

"I said that your ancestors have been disgraced by you for eighteen generations, a group of beasts who eat people and don't do anything." The smile on Fang Zi'an's face retracted, and his gaze suddenly became cold.

"Dog thing, itchy." Zheng Laoba scolded.

"Hit him!" A group of thugs yelled.

Without waiting for Zheng Laoba's orders, a gangster grabbed in front of Fang Zi'an's body and slammed into Fang Zi'an's eyes with a punch. There is a doorway for this move, called the 'Eye-Sealing Hammer', which is the most common and practical move for street ruffians to fight. A hammer hits the opponent's eyes, and the opponent can't see, and then the yin damage tricks of 'flirting the legs' and 'kicking the chest and feet' come one after another, and two or three moves can bring down the opponent and make the opponent lose the ability to resist.

Fang Zi'an sneered, put his horizontal arm in front of his face, his palm opened, and the thug punched him, and he hit the palm with a snap. Fang Zi'an held the man's fist like an iron plier with the palm of his hand, and twisted it hard. At the same time, he stepped up and kicked his foot and hit the man's side chest. The thug screamed in pain and staggered a few steps to the ground with his face on the ground, his front teeth slammed against the bluestone slab on the ground, and suddenly cracked several pieces, and blood flowed for a long time.

"The dog dared to fight back, but it was against him." The gangsters clamored loudly, and four or five people rushed forward, calling over from all directions with their fists and feet. The surrounding onlookers couldn't bear to watch, because they knew that Fang Zi'an would definitely be beaten very badly, and he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die. However, the next moment they were all stunned.

The situation in the field did not end as they imagined, with Fang Zi'an being beaten up by the gangsters. When the gangsters pounced on him, Fang Zi'an quickly tucked the hem of his robe at his waist, swung his fists and raised his feet cleanly, his body jumped and rotated, his fists and feet were like the wind, and he was as strong as a dragon, and his movements were so fast that he could hardly see clearly. In the blink of an eye, the four or five thugs were knocked down like straw bales, and became moaning rolling gourds all over the ground.

Zheng Laoba and the onlookers were about to fall off their eyes, and Lao Zhangtou and Chunni's father and daughter looked at all this with dull expressions. Lao Zhang Tou and Chun Nier were originally worried that Fang Zi'an would be injured by these gangsters when he came out for his own family, but now they were worried about what would happen to Fang Zi'an after he injured these gangsters.

Zheng Laoba was the most surprised, three years ago, this Fang Zi'an was just a timid little gangster under his own hands. Since he appeared, I haven't taken him seriously at all. Who would have thought that this guy not only changed his appearance, but also became bolder, and he actually had martial arts. Although the gangsters under him are not martial arts masters, they have been in the streets all the year round, and they have a lot of experience in fighting with people, and they are all strong, ordinary people are not opponents at all, let alone four or five fights. As a result, they were all knocked to the ground in the blink of an eye, like paper paste, which is really incredible.

"Dog's day, is it really going to be reversed?"

Zheng Laoba scolded loudly and jumped forward, reached out to open the placket of his clothes, and pulled out a cold and shining boning knife from his waist. The other three thugs also pulled out the identical boning knives from their waists. Several sharp knives flashed dazzlingly in the sunlight, and the whole scene suddenly became extremely tense.

The frightened people around them couldn't breathe, and their nervous hearts were pounding. Chunnier covered her mouth with her hands, she wanted to tell Fang Zi'an to run away, but she found that her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound in fright.

Fang Zi'an stood in place, squinting at Zheng Laoba and said: "Zheng Laoba, don't blame me for not reminding you, street fights, fists, feet and sticks are fine, once the murder weapon is used, the nature will change." That's no ordinary fight. If you die, you have to kill people to pay for your life. You have to think about it. ”

Zheng Lao Ba smiled cruelly: "What? Scared? If you are afraid, kneel down and kowtow to Lao Tzu. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will poke a few transparent holes for you and call grandpa a few times. ”

Fang Zi'an laughed and said, "Ignorant man, I'm just worried about you." In broad daylight, in full view of everyone, everyone saw that you had taken out the murder weapon. I'm unarmed. Later, when the fight starts, I will snatch your murder weapon and stab a few of you to death, that's what I said. In my Great Song Dynasty criminal system, murder is divided into five types: 'murder', 'killing', 'fighting killing', 'drama killing' and 'manslaughter'. Under the 'fight and killing', there are several situations, and killing people with a murder weapon and sword are two crimes. The former was beheaded, and the latter was exiled for three thousand miles. You have murder weapons with you, and if you kill me, you will pay for my life. The other situation is 'seizing weapons and killing back'. You killed me with a sword, I took your murder weapon and killed you, at most it can be regarded as a defensive killing, and I will suffer some flesh and blood at most, and sit in a class room for a few years. Got it? ”

Zheng Laoba frowned and whispered to a knife-wielding thug beside him, "What does this guy mean by this chase?" ”

The thug said, "He's saying that if we kill him, we'll be beheaded, and if he kills us, it's fine." said that it was said in our Great Song Dynasty criminal system. ”

Zheng Laoba frowned and said: "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense, give Lao Tzu to death?" ”

The thug smacked his lips and said, "Eighth master, my brother has a sentence that I don't know whether to ask or not." ”

Zheng Laoba scolded: "If you have a fart, let it go, when did you fucking be so literate." ”

The thug sneered and said, "Yes, yes, Eighth Master, did Gongzi Qin give you any promises?" ”

Zheng Laoba was stunned and said, "Do you fart halfway?" Make the words clear. ”

"I mean, Qin Gongzi once gave you a package ticket, don't we have to pay for killing someone on the street? Ordinary things such as beating people and stealing things are not a big deal, we are not afraid to have Qin Wugongzi as a backer, but if someone dies...... This is no small matter. Let's don't lose our heads, it's not worth it. ”

Zheng Laoba was shocked when he heard this, and his hot head slowly cooled down. Although he hugged a big thick leg as a backer, Qin Xiangye's grandson Qin Tan is the overlord in Lin'an City, but killing people on the street is not trivial. In broad daylight, everyone watched, if he really killed Fang Zi'an, it would not be a joke. When it comes to murder, Qin Wugongzi is afraid and doesn't dare to help himself. I'm just a gangster on the street, and I'm a mustard in the eyes of others, how can I get into trouble for myself? The biggest possibility is to admit bad luck and kill people to pay for their lives. It's really not a good deal.

But in the current situation, it is difficult to step down, and I have pulled out my own knife, but do you want to admit it? How did you get around the streets after that? Wouldn't it make the thugs in the market laugh off their big teeth? It's a bit of a tough thing to do.

"Eighth master, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, don't we know his family with this kid? If you can't swallow this breath in your heart, let's take a few more brothers to find him at night, and give him a half-dead beating, that is, chop him up and have no owner. You can't get into a lawsuit in broad daylight, and you can't get into a lawsuit, and you can't get into a human life. The thug next to him whispered.

Zheng Laoba frowned and hesitated, what the little gangster said was indeed very reasonable, and he had actually been persuaded in his heart. But it's really hard to get over the face. He had the heart to put away the knife and clean up Fang Zi'an with his fists and feet, but five of the seven or eight people he brought at the moment were knocked to the ground, and the remaining himself and the other three may not be Fang Zi'an's opponents. Fang Zi'an's fist and foot kung fu is in his eyes, and it is obvious that even if he and three of his subordinates go together, he may not be able to win. If you are beaten all over the ground and looking for teeth, you really can't get off the stage. The knife didn't have to move, the fists and feet were not sure, and they refused to lose face, so they hesitated and didn't know what to do.