"Brother Gang, the bean curd in the Xiongjia Douhua shop can be said to be famous far and wide, and I guarantee that you will like it when you eat it."

Qiusheng walked in front to lead the way, and every step between the steps was the same, and it seemed that the distance was exactly the same.

Tai Gang observed Qiusheng's pace and found that Qiusheng didn't do it on purpose, but walked out of his habits, so he asked: "Qiusheng, who did you learn kung fu from, it doesn't look like Uncle Ying's way!" ”

"When I was a child, I was fortunate to meet Mr. Geng Dehai, and I got the true biography of the Great Sage's Splitting and Hanging Fist by his side.

After that, my master fused Taoist Qi cultivation kung fu to help me make up for my own shortcomings.

So my martial arts are not pure Taoism. ”

Qiusheng replied very casually, and after finishing speaking, his eyes flashed, and he said: "Brother Gang, my master said that your kung fu is not afraid of zombies, can I have two hands with you?" ”

"There's no need for that!" Qiusheng's kung fu is not weak, but in Tai Gang's eyes, it is not weak, and it is not to the point of fighting him.

"Brother Gang, let's stop at the point, you just let me take a look!

Uncle Four-Eyed said that you can fight against black-haired zombies in a short period of time.

I've always been skeptical, and I can't figure out how a person's kung fu can be so strong! ”

Qiusheng didn't see that he was still a martial arts idiot, and he pestered Tai Gang to see his kung fu.

There is no way to be entangled, Tai Gang shook his head with a smile, pointed to a small tree with a thick bowl mouth in front of him, and said: "It's impossible to fight with you, my palm skills have not yet reached the point of integration, and I am afraid that I will not be able to keep my hand for a while." Since you want to see it, I'll show you both hands, and see that little tree in front of you! ”

"See!" Qiusheng nodded, and then saw Tai Gang's footsteps slip and slapped the little tree.

Click!

The small tree with the thick mouth of the bowl was visibly broken by a palm and fell to the ground with a splash of dust.

"Good kung fu!" Qiusheng took a closer look and immediately knew why Tai Gang didn't fight him.

The gap between the two is too big, and the Great Sage Splitting Hanging Fist of Qiu Shengxue is mainly flexible, and it is good to dodge zombies with stiff limbs.

If you encounter the same flexible and changeable Tai Gong, whose strength is not smaller than that of a zombie, it will definitely die if you knock it, and you will be injured if you rub it, without any luck.

"You've seen kung fu too, let's eat bean curd." Tai Gang clapped his hands and smiled indifferently.

Wen Cai just watched the excitement, he didn't have any kung fu in his body, and he asked very layman: "Senior brother, how does Brother Wang's kung fu compare with Master?" ”

"What do you think?"

Hearing this, Wen Cai scratched the back of his head for a long time, and he didn't say why......

"Let's go, go eat bean curd, I'm already hungry." At the urging of Tai Gang, the three of them came to the bean flower shop.

It's not appropriate to say it's a store, it's just a cart parked on the side of the road, a shed built with a tarpaulin, and a lantern that says Xiong's Douhua Shop.

A long table with benches that can seat four or five people, and a place to eat is gathered together.

Tai Gang looked around, the style here is a bit modern, the sense of the country market, and the people who eat are ordinary people.

The boss and the proprietress are a middle-aged couple with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old niece who are busy.

The niece is quite beautiful, but she doesn't like to talk, and she smiles and nods no matter who she sees.

"This girl's name is Xiong Chumo, she is the niece of the boss's own family, she is either mute, or she is a little afraid of life, and she usually doesn't talk much." Qiusheng explained in a low voice, and while beckoning Tai Gang to sit down, he said: "Boss, three bowls of bean curd, half a catty of croquettes, and five fried dough sticks." ”

"It's Qiusheng who is here, I haven't seen you for a few days, is your aunt okay?" The proprietress knew Qiusheng, filled three bowls full of bean curd, and motioned for the girl to serve it.

Qiusheng smiled, stood up and took a pair of chopsticks, and replied, "It's good, it's just that I'm old, and my legs always hurt when it rains on cloudy days." ”

"Yikes!" The girl who was holding the bean curd suddenly let out an exclamation, and the bean curd in her hand almost spilled.

Tai Gang looked up behind the girl, and saw a second-rate man in his twenties, laughing and withdrawing his hand, gesturing at his companion and grabbing it.

Xiong Chumo blushed and didn't dare to speak, but walked quickly to the table and bit his lower lip tightly.

After all, people who set up stalls on the street to do business are most afraid of these ruffians.

Sometimes it's inevitable to suffer a loss, unless you don't want to do business anymore, otherwise you can only turn a blind eye.

"Qiusheng, that person is too good!" Wen Cai also saw this scene and said unevenly for the girl.

Qiusheng shook his head, lowered his voice and said, "There's no way, it's such a world now,

There are so many things that I can't get used to, my aunt doesn't let me care about it at all,

Besides, people don't necessarily appreciate you.

After all, these people are all local snakes, idle scoundrels,

If people can't beat you, they will naturally find trouble for this family of three, and then there will be no need to do business. ”

Now that there are many warlords, the world is not peaceful, and without the suppression of the law, all kinds of ghosts, snakes and gods have come out.

Similar to this kind of scoundrel, it is not uncommon to have it every day, and you can't manage tomorrow even if you manage today.

If these scoundrels are not intimidated, they will retaliate in return.

Qiusheng himself is not afraid of things, but it is difficult to say that this family of three who sells bean curd.

What's more, Qiusheng's aunt is also in business, and she is bitten instead of dying when she fights snakes, and there are a few people who can pull out their knives to help without care.

"It's none of my business, let's hang it high!" Tai Gang saw more, so he understood Qiusheng's distress and said to the indignant Wencai.

Wen Cai pouted and stopped talking, banging on the table with chopsticks, not knowing what he was muttering.

"Your bean curd!" The girl came over with the bean blossom, the pear blossom in her eyes was raining, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Tai Gang nodded slightly, took the three bowls of bean curd in the tray, and said, "Eat it, this bean curd smells good, I don't know how it tastes." ”

"Eat." Qiusheng pushed a bowl to Wen Cai and took a sip of it.

On the other side, the girl brought the bean curd, and would go to get croquettes and fritters.

When I came here the second time, the scoundrel who did it last time actually reached out and grabbed it again.

This time, Xiong Chumo, who was on guard, took two quick steps and dodged dangerously.

The scoundrel kicked his peach blossom eyes, not only did not stop, but stood up and laughed: "Little girl, what are you running, let my brother touch it!" ”

"Oh, this big brother, this is my niece, come to me to help, if there is anything wrong, you can bear with me." Seeing the scoundrel's movements, the boss wanted to come over to help, but hesitated and didn't dare to step forward.

Seeing the boss's cowardice, the scoundrel and his companions laughed, their attitude was arrogant to the extreme, and they said arrogantly: "Little girl, your relatives don't care about you anymore, how about it, let's play with my brother!" ”

Hearing these words, Tai Gang frowned slightly, he didn't want to take care of things but couldn't see others arrogant, and said in a low voice: "Friend, be steady, you are too floating." ”

"What do you mean?" The scoundrel didn't understand and asked the two companions.

The two companions are also local overlords, although they don't understand what this means, but they are not afraid of big things when they see the excitement, and they instigate: "What else can I mean, scold you!" ”

"Okay, you dare to scold me!" The scoundrel walked forward aggressively, and when he walked past Xiong Chumo's side, he slapped the girl's ass again, and then pointed at Tai Gang and said, "My name is Ji Plucking, do you know who I am?" ”

"Are you Officer Rabbit, or Nick the Fox?" Tai Gang glanced at his hand and whispered, "Don't point me with your claws!" ”

"I'll order you, how can you drop!" Ji Bamao walked up to Tai Gang and raised his hand to point at the door of his head.

Tai Gang stretched out his hand and directly grabbed his wrist, and a trace of coldness flashed on his face: "Boy, you are too floating, I want to give you a long memory!" ”

"Let go, let go, what are you going to do!" Ji Pluck's pain screamed, but he couldn't shake Tai Gang's heart at all.

Tai Gang pulled him with one hand, like a dead dog, and walked towards the stove with a blank face.

There are two stoves, one for tofu brain, and the other for croquettes and fritters.

Tai Gang took his right hand, pinched his neck with the other hand, and looked at Ji Pluck's eyes: "I'll give you a long memory today, it's this hand that touches other girls, right?" ”

Thorn!!

Tai Gang pressed Ji Pluck's forearm and pressed his entire right hand into the oil pot, and there was a crackling sound inside.

Ji plucked his hair and screamed like a pig, how hot the oil pan of the croquettes was, can you get it with your hand in it.

Visible to the naked eye, the right hand in the oil pan is boiling.

The flesh and skin turned outwards in bursts, and it was golden brown like fried fish.

Tai Gang just pressed him like this, no matter how Ji plucked his hair and struggled, he didn't move at all, and said coldly: "Do you have a long memory, will you dare next time?" ”