Section 1: The Bandit (I

Anyone, no matter how ordinary and despicable he is, as long as he is not a fool, then there is at least one area in his heart that cannot be offended.

What is preserved here may be a fragmented memory, or it may be a vague name, but it is undoubtedly an existence that can make him face it with sincerity - as the saying goes, he can't afford to hurt.

It's just that from the perspective of ordinary people, in the face of huge practical pressure, ordinary people know that they are not qualified to call this "reverse scale" or "bottom line", so most of them choose to bury this secret containing anger deeply, so as not to cause tragedy and self-destruction;

Because life in the yain will also be boring, and this is a good excuse to go crazy - hey, this is the master's reverse scales

Of course, this also includes Townsend. He did do the boring thing of just saying "I'm so-and-so" and then getting mad under the pretext that others didn't know him, and he often ......reviewed the thing of smiling and greeting others and then turning his head to ask acquaintances, "Who is this grandson?" Therefore, this creature of Yanai is really a bit deliberately cheap in some things and at some times.

Of course, the unlucky ones who can hit the scales of the Yanai will not be ordinary people, because the Yanai has a great tolerance for ordinary people in their sanity. Unless there is an exception like Townsend, when Townsend is in a bad mood or is particularly good, he will suppress himself to the level of ordinary people, and then compare himself with others.

However, after waking up, he first had to fight for his life and the net worth of his brothers, and Townsend couldn't care about this kind of thing at all. But now that there are brothers, there are a lot of troops, and there is also territory, the past style naturally grows quietly.

Therefore, the accident of being robbed of the lines has already made Townsend's deputy Ya Nei careful and delicious. Coupled with the other party's contempt, contempt, and indifference, his anger began to burn, even if he chased all the way to the Glorious Holy City, he had to clean up the country thief in front of him

In fact, he has chased more than ten miles of land, and along the way, he has thrown a lot of stones and dirt lumps to beat people.

"Sun Tzu looks at the move" Another small stone flew out of Townsend's palm: "You're welcome, eat it"

The country thief, who was tired and out of breath all the way to Tibet, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he braked sharply with a "squeak" of his heel, and then spun the tip of his left foot, and his right foot bounced up instantly, and kicked the stone back with a "snap".

But he did not expect the degree of insidiousness and cunning of his opponent, Townsend took the cloth in his hand and wrapped more than thirty stones, and when the thief turned around, he shook his hands and splashed the stones on his head and face--The thief could have thought that he had this kind of treatment? But there was no good way for a while, so he could only bear the pain and lose the roast chicken and concentrate on dealing with it, and pick out those large, sharp and angular stones to hide.

It must be said that as a thief, he is very observant and agile, and even brings out some graceful and elegant steps - just two clean steps, he moves himself out of the attack range of the stone

But even with such ability, the thieves finally carried it, and it was carried on all kinds of condiments that someone mixed in the stones. After a few soft sounds, his head was already stained with red powder, a pale yellow pepper noodle was hanging diagonally on his shoulder, and there were still a few traces of soy sauce on his waist...... In short, the current thieves exude a barbecue aroma all over their bodies.

"Hahahaha-you think you're the golden right foot?" Townsend was in high spirits and shouted with his hands on his hips: "Grandson, do you want to serve?"

In fact, when the thief stopped and turned around, Townsend saw that the thief was not simple, but this did not prevent him from the pleasure of making achievements-the hearty and arrogant laughter was still echoing in the sky, and he heard a soft "pop", and a piece of mud covered Townsend's left face, and it was obvious that this was the scene that Joy and Sorrow were talking about.

"I can't tell you still have a birthmark, it's a really unique shape. The country thief replied to Townsend indifferently, and he no longer spoke in a suppressed voice as before, and his voice immediately became clear.

He had a sarcastic tone, but his tone was soft and elegant, blending in with the wild backdrop of the West Coast, and even Townshend, who had been with the natives for a long time, would not sound strange at this time.

Yanai suffered a loss, and his first reaction was not to cry and turn around and hug his thighs, nor to blow the whistle with a hideous face, but to laugh heroically.

"Hahaha" Townsend wiped the mud and laughed out loud before his face straightened: "You are going to die"

Start, take, fly legs

The two figures flew up in unison, and the two flying legs that popped out at the same time collided with each other "poof".

"Silk—" Both of them gasped in pain, Townsend staggered when he landed, and the thief took two steps back to stand firm. They looked at each other with anger and hatred, but also a little more doubt and caution.

"The other party is not simple" Townsend and the thief had an epiphany at the same time, and the next epiphany of the two of them underwent a strange transformation: "No matter what he does, the opportunity is not easy to find, fight first and then talk"

Then there was a "pop", and this time two fists collided together.

"Hmm-" Townsend raised his head with his chest straight, the thief's eyes like lightning, but he turned his right hand, which was convulsive with pain, behind him.

"Bandit, there are two hits. Townsend smiled, and the thief was as cold as ice: "Scoundrel, it's not bad." ”

"Take your dog's life" needlepoint to Mai Mang: "Send you back to the West"

This time, Townsend did not dare to use the master's chaotic fist again, but changed to a much more powerful grappling fist; the thief did not retreat, and stepped on a calm and steady pace to meet him, and his fist arced and smashed into Townsh's jaw - Townsend turned his fist into a palm to block the opponent's attack, and at the same time slammed his elbow into the thief's chest.

The thief is in danger, and his knees are violently bumping back, a typical lose-lose style of play.

In the sound of "bang", the bodies of the two people staggered, and no one took advantage of it. The extremely depressed thief turned around, and was about to increase his power to give this hooligan a ruthless blow, but he didn't expect a black shadow to fly over, and then there was a pain between his eyebrows

Such an important part was attacked, and the thieves couldn't help but be stunned. Then something red fell from his forehead, and it turned out to be a soft, stained grass seed. Speaking of which, it doesn't hurt to be hit by this thing, but it means something different.

"You-" Townsend stuck the small slingshot into his belt with a cold face, with a look of disdain in his eyes: "It's dead"

The thief was stunned for a moment before he realized what the other party meant, "You are dead."

"I underestimated your shamelessness, but I will only make this mistake once. The thief didn't retort, but his gaze became calmer. With that, he reached out and removed the cloth from his head—confessing that while the hood was still there, Townsend had seen that the thief was very good-looking, but in fact, the thief was even better than he had expected.

He had long, brilliant, fluffy blond hair, and a handsome face, but his expression was resolute, and he was a bit heroic - but shouldn't a man of this kind choose another profession?

"When I saw a guy who looked like a little white face, I wanted to hit him in the face. You say you're ...... Ah, this look, how good it is to seduce a woman from a good family, why do you come here to steal the roast chicken? And pick the one I choose?" Townsend with a puzzled expression: "Don't say I won't give you a chance, do you want to be slapped on the left cheek? Or do you want to be slapped on the right cheek? If you surrender now, there will be a discount for you." ”

"Thank you very much. He took out a fine handkerchief, graciously wiped the red paint off his forehead, and smiled at Townsend.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, besides, the thief's smile is so sincere, kind, gentle and frank, Townsend couldn't figure out what this guy with a very artistic temperament wanted to do for a while, so this time he changed it.

But in this moment of astonishment, he saw the soles of the thieves' shoes - the other party's foot came without warning and extremely fierce.

"I x" Townsend raised his hands with both hands, and with a "bang", although he barely blocked it, he didn't expect to be kicked back half a step by this kick. And the thieves are unforgiving, and one kick is faster than the other. "Bang bang bang" glared at him a few more times, and Townsend was unstable and unable to fight back, and both arms were numb by the kick.

He looked through the gap between his arms, and the thief didn't let him go, and he saw that there was a clear hostility in Townsend's gaze, rather than the simple anger that had been before.

+Passion "Ahh It's a knee-jerk move, and usually handsome guys try to avoid such blows, and the more handsome the opponent, the more effective it is.

Sure enough, the thief who took the initiative avoided it without danger, and he stood on the upper hand, his eyes flashing with disbelief and contempt, and his fingers trembled with excitement. Townsend smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he was negligent, and this could be regarded as really offending the thief......

That's right, in the previous encounters, Townsend and the thief were half a catty, and the two had similar styles. It can be said that this is not a real fight, although you come and go to fight fiercely, but it is actually a very stylish competition, no one has ever played a heavy black hand like a game, there is no need to make it like this.

But Townsend didn't check for a while, and let this spit spoil the good atmosphere.

"It's a frustrating accident...... Townsend explained, but not to the other party, but to comfort himself.

Because his left foot had already stepped as he spoke, and his two hands stabbed out one after another, and the fingers of his left hand in front of him were together, not claws or fists, and ran to the throat of the thief with great viciousness - anyway, everyone has already offended, so I will beat you all over the face and obey you

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