Chapter Twenty-Eight: Speak Well
Zhao Li followed the large army all the way, but this time it was a little far, and he walked for two days on horseback before he came to a large river valley beach and settled down, according to the information of the horse exploration, the team of Liu Jiayinzhuang will arrive here tomorrow.
Less than half a day after the disciples of Zhangjiabao were stationed, there were constantly green forest bandits from Xishan County coming one after another, and they did not stop until nightfall, among which there were only more than ten people in the small group, and there were hundreds of people in the large group, all of whom were steel knives and fast horses.
Judging from Zhao Li's judgment, although these robbers are numerous, and most of them are strong men, most of them are just ordinary people who know a little about fists and feet, even if they are much inferior to the nursing homes in Zhangjiabao, although a small number of robbers seem to be stronger than the nursing homes, but I am afraid that they are also limited, only a very small number of stalwarts seem to be barely okay, almost barely reaching the level of formal disciples of Zhangjiabao.
From this point of view, Zhangjiabao, which has more than 150 formal disciples, as well as several elders and castle masters, is indeed the cutting-edge force of the force pyramid in the green forest of Xishan County.
The second son of the Zhang family, who is ambitious and wants to be the godfather of the underworld in Xishan County, is also showing his ability to the fullest, unlike the eldest son who is too lazy to take care of anything, the second son is busy in this camp where the group of thieves gathers, and the group of thieves who have arrived successively are assigned positions according to their sitting order and strength.
The best place on this river valley beach is naturally occupied by Zhangjiabao disciples, but the surrounding group of thieves not only did not have any dissatisfaction, but also took the initiative to send all kinds of game, wine and firewood, and it was common for Zhangjiabao disciples to be courteous, some Zhangjia disciples enjoyed it very much and went with the robbers who patted on the back, and some disciples were silently meditating alone to luck or practice.
As for Zhao Li, he found a boulder by the river beach, lying lazily basking in the sun - practicing martial arts or something, it doesn't exist for hanging force, at most after upgrading, practice a few to familiarize himself with the feel, he is mainly thinking about how to get rid of the group of thieves now.
First of all, since Zhao Li now has a certain strength, he will no longer be wronged to do what he was forced to do, killing innocent passers-by to rob money and sex, which violates his three views and original intentions.
Secondly, Zhao Li didn't think about fighting for the caravan that was about to pass by, if his strength was already strong enough to easily defeat the entire bandit alliance with Zhangjiabao as the core, then he didn't mind making a move, and he could also make a end to the vote he was forced to make, but now he is obviously not strong enough to do this, so quietly leaving these people is the best choice.
It's just that when to go and how to go is also particular. If he grabs a horse and runs now, he will definitely not be able to run away, he must find a suitable time, Zhao Li decided to put it tomorrow, when the group of thieves and the caravan fight, then leave, to see if anyone can stop him.
"Dude, come, let's drink together!"
A rough voice came from the side of the boulder, interrupting Zhao Li's thinking, Zhao Li was still lying motionless on the stone, just waved his hand casually, indicating don't bother him, this kind of robber who wants to come up and mix up with a familiar face, Zhao Li has already met many people lying here.
"Brother, what do you say, don't give face?" the voice sounded again, and with a little dissatisfaction.
According to the normal situation, just at Zhao Li's Zhangjiabao skin, no one dares to talk to Rory, secondly, even if there is no skin on his body, just Zhao Li's surging muscles that hold his shirt tightly can make most robbers automatically retreat, after all, whether the martial arts are high or not, it is really impossible to see the muscles, but the muscles are so strong, even if they don't know martial arts, they must be able to fight.
Zhao Li lazily poured a mouthful of medicine before half-sitting up.
Standing in front of him was a swarthy man with several big braids, naked and a mink coat, this big man was full of meat, carrying a jar of wine in one hand and a knife in the other, with a fierce face, and two strong minions by his side.
"Don't give. Zhao Li didn't even remember a few of Zhangjiabao's official disciples, so naturally he didn't know the identity of this kind of robber, so he waved his hand to him again, signaling to get out of here.
"Brother, this is the big boss of our three hundred heroes in the old village of Tieshu Mountain, can't you want to have a glass of wine with you?"
"I haven't heard of it. Zhao Li said honestly.
Leopard Ye sneered, put the wine in front of Zhao Li, and said: "Even if Master Zhang Bao is here, you have to have a drink with Leopard Master and me, listen to my persuasion, drink my jar of wine, even if you give Leopard Master my face." β
"Why do you have to drink your wine?" Zhao asked calmly.
"Don't talk nonsense, just because you don't give me face-" Master Leopard's loud shout stopped abruptly before he finished shouting.
Zhao Li grabbed the messy braid on the top of his head, and slammed the leopard master's face to the stone under him, making a muffled sound of "bang-".
"Speak well. Zhao Li said calmly again.
The two little minions on the side didn't react yet, and their mouths were wide open.
"You, what theβ" The leopard master's face was covered with blood, and the Venus in front of him was spinning around, if it weren't for his cultivation of the iron cloth shirt of horizontal practice, and he had already practiced to the realm of "mastery", he would have to lie on the ground if he didn't do it well, he couldn't help but open his mouth again and scolded, and at the same time the big knife in his hand was also raised, as the boss of the village, he didn't even see the other party's movements clearly, and he was beaten to the stone, which was really a great shame.
There was another muffled "bang-" sound, and it was faster and louder than before.
This time Zhao Li let go of his hand, and the leopard master fell directly to the ground - even if it was an iron cloth shirt in the realm of "mastery", it was impossible to use the fragile face door to force the stone twice and still stay awake.
The two minions on the side of the leopard master had just pulled out half of the knife and wanted to cheer for the big boss, but they saw the big boss fall to the ground, and even the big boss who carried the handle was powerless in front of the other party.
Zhao Li jumped off the stone, didn't look at the two little minions, and directly picked up the wine brought by the leopard master and poured it on the face of the leopard master who fell to the ground.
"Ahh
"Speak well. Zhao Li said calmly again, and this time the leopard master immediately stopped the unfinished swearing.
"Tell me, why do you have to drink your wine?" Zhao Li asked with a smile again.