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"Applejack, you're practicing boxing!" Walking in from the direction of the West Cross Courtyard, a person saw Zhang Renjie and immediately put on a smiling face and asked. The person who came was Zhang Renyi, Zhang Renjie's cousin.

Zhang Renjie's eyes also saw Zhang Renyi: "Well, big brother, you're busy, I'll take it after practicing for a while!" As he spoke, he didn't stop.

"Applejack, there's a troupe on the dock today, and I'm going to set up a stage over there in the afternoon to sing, it's very lively. Why don't you go and see it in the afternoon, you think you'll be bored staying at home these days! ”

Zhang Renjie continued to hit twice, and then stopped the fight. "Okay, it's really boring these days, and my dad won't let me go out, either to let me recuperate well or to tell me to study hard, with you with me, I'll shirk when my dad asks back! Haha"

"You kid! But I think Applejack, you've changed a lot lately, why are all the flowers and plants in this yard gone? Don't you usually like those things? ”

"Suddenly, I didn't like it, but before I was injured a while ago, I met a kung fu master who taught me this set of boxing techniques, saying that more practice can strengthen my body. There were too many flowers and plants in the yard to take up space, so I moved them all to my mother's yard. You see, I've been boxing every day these days, and even my wounds heal a lot faster. But it's still not as good as your big brother, what you learned in the military is all tricks to kill the enemy, but I don't like your moves. Zhang Renjie also pestered Zhang Renyi to teach him kung fu before, but Zhang Renyi would only learn the same set on the battlefield, which was neither beautiful nor had any effect of exercise, the main thing was that it was too hard, so Zhang Renjie gave up and didn't learn.

"In the end, it's the young master's temper, and if you want to come out, it's a play." Zhang Renyi thought psychologically. "That's right, haha, big brother, this can't be counted as kung fu, but it's very useful on the battlefield, you are a reader, it's good to learn this to exercise your body. I'm leaving! ”

Zhang Renjie watched Zhang Renyi's back walking out of the courtyard, and the smile on his face disappeared. He happened to faint on the ground when the brewery caught fire the previous time, and he knew in his heart that it was no coincidence. He did go to the winery by himself, originally to see how the new wine tasted, but he was knocked on a stick. He hadn't talked to anyone about it, but he vaguely remembered a vague back before he completely lost consciousness, how could this back be so similar to the back in front of him?

Don't?

"It shouldn't be possible, after all, he is my cousin, and no matter what, he will not murder his own cousin!" But once people are suspicious, they can't stop thinking about this in their heads. It's okay if I don't want to, but the more I think about it, the more I feel like it. "I hope it's not you!" Zhang Renjie muttered in his mouth, he was a second uncle and a cousin, and he tried hard to get this idea out of his head

There is a distance from the Zhangjia compound to the wharf, and the countryside is a village where villages live together, and a Zhuangzi is basically a surname, or a descendant passed down from an ancestor. There are very few miscellaneous surnames, such as one hundred and twenty households in Zhangjiazhuang, seven hundred or so men, women and children, and a total of eight miscellaneous surnames, even these miscellaneous surnames are actually the relatives of the Zhang family who came over and settled here.

Some of the Zhuangzi in this rural area are connected, and some are far apart. Zhang Renjie and Zhang Renyi and their buddy Da Niu walked on the path to the dock, and there were neat poplar trees standing on both sides of the path. It is now the beginning of spring, when the green and yellow are not harvested, and the wheat in the field has not yet reached the surface of the feet, and it is green. But now it's dark, and not a single pedestrian on the road can be seen.

"Ajie, it's not that the eldest brother said you, this is a play, and you still don't want to go home immediately after watching it, look, it's dark this day, and you will definitely have to be bought by your uncle when you go back, pity me, but I'm going to carry the black pot for you!"

"Oh, big brother, you've said this sentence several times, didn't I just walk around the dock for a while, it's okay, Dad just talks about it at most, it's nothing!"

The three of them walked to the path where there were poplars on both sides, and a group of people came over to them, about a dozen or so. Each of the dozen or so figures carried a weapon, a knife and a club. One of them used a long wooden stick around their head and poked it on the ground, while the others wore their braids around their necks and held short sticks that seemed to be carrying something on their shoulders. The rest of the hands are holding knives, but they are all behind their backs, one person didn't pay attention to the knife deviated a little, the edge of the knife was sharpened, and the light was not reflected from time to time in the bright moonlight, Zhang Renjie saw it clearly, it turned out to be a machete about two feet long.

"Who are these?" Zhang Renjie was shocked, could it be a robbery? No, in addition to dozens of miles away, there are no other bandits in Hongze Lake, and the water thieves in Hongze Lake rob the merchant ships on the canal, rarely rob the villagers, and I have never heard of them robbing the aisle!

Just when the two sides were only seven or eight steps apart, Zhang Renjie and the three of them gave way to the side of the path, preparing to let the group of people pass first. But at this moment, the dozen or so figures on the opposite side suddenly rushed up, and at the same time shot out a white whirring thing. As soon as these white things were shot, Zhang Renjie's nose smelled a pungent smell. "Quicklime powder!"

"It's not good, it's a bandit, big brother and big bull quickly hide and run to Zhuangzi!" Zhang Renjie reacted very quickly, as soon as he smelled the pungent smell, he knew that it was not good, and immediately closed his eyes, and at the same time grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and used a golden cicada shelling body method to pull his clothes up and wrap his head. At the same time, he shouted loudly to Zhang Renyi and Zhang Niu. Zhang Niu's reaction was not slow, and a donkey rolled into a small ditch on the side of the road, then got up and ran forward. And Zhang Renyi had already given way to the side, and the quicklime of this group of people was not thrown at Zhang Renyi.

Zhang Renjie rolled quickly on the ground seven or eight times, rolled off a lot of lime powder on his body, and immediately stood up after his body touched the poplar tree on the side. The bandit with his braid on top of his head smashed it with his long stick, and if it was smashed solidly, it would break tendons and fractures. But Zhang Renjie's recovery exercise these days is not in vain, a short body grabbed in front of him, slashed at his shoulder socket with a palm, and under the severe pain, the long stick in the bandit's hand was immediately snatched by Zhang Renjie.

The stick was two meters long and had a bullet surname, like a large gun. Zhang Renjie held the long stick in his hand with one hand, and threw out the clothes with lime powder with the other. Then he held the long stick in both hands, weighed it twice, and immediately felt that he was more multiply, and he didn't say a word, and his waist and legs rose and fell, as if he had straddled a galloping horse. Using the long stick as a gun, his arm shook, and the whole long stick was like a poisonous snake dispatching, hitting the throat of the machete-wielding man who rushed over first.

With the help of the momentum, the two-meter-long stick reached forward and stabbed the throat of the person three meters away. There was a slight cracking of the larynx, and the person who had been stabbed softened in his footsteps, and with a grunting sound in his chest, he fell crookedly, and the joints of his throat were shattered by this blow.