This Zhao Si is a distant relative of Zhao Rong, the commander of the Internal Affairs Department, who has turned an unknown number of turns. However, although the distant family is far away, this Zhao Si's character is in the same vein as Zhao Rong's character, and they are all so small-bellied and calculating. And this guy relies on Zhao Rong's momentum, he is usually quite ruthless and domineering, and he belongs to the kind of person who can only take advantage and can't suffer.

That day, he was beaten by Mo Cong on the street with a stone, and when he arrived at the station, he was beaten with twenty military sticks, this Zhao Si has been gloomy for several days, and he has the boss's pimple in his heart. At noon, someone told him that the young man who kicked him over that day had also come to the leopard camp, and Zhao Si was ecstatic in his heart, feeling that the opportunity for revenge had finally come.

Lei Bao saw that it was Zhao Si who stood up to learn from Mo Cong, and he also specifically picked on the knife skills that Mo Cong was not good at, so he knew that this guy must not be holding back any good fart. He squinted at Zhao Si, and his heart bumped upward.

Lei Bao is Chen Ruoping's subordinate and super brainless fan for more than ten years. Because Zhao Rong's relationship with the military has always been on the same footing, and Chen Ruoping is even more acute, Lei Bao's impression of Zhao Rong has never been very good. This Zhao Si is a distant relative of Zhao Rong, although Lei Bao will not dislike Zhao Si because of this relationship, but what Zhao Si does does make Lei Bao very disdainful.

Lei Bao thought to himself: That day on the street, it was your kid who drew a knife and cut people at fault, but now he is like a victim and does not forgive, how can there be such a reason in the world.

He was about to say something, but he saw Long Wu stand up and say, "Zhao Si, don't play yin, you kid." Didn't Brother Mo Cong just kick you with a stone in the street, what's a big deal?"

Mo Cong didn't know who this Zhao Si was, because he didn't pay much attention to the appearance of the sergeants on the street that day. Hearing Long Wu say this, Mo Cong suddenly realized that it was that person.

"Where did I play yin?" Zhao Si argued with a red face: "There will be a bonfire to learn from each other, is this also called playing yin?"

"Haha, Brother Mo Cong just said that he has only practiced sword skills for one day, and you ran out to compete with him in sword skills, what kind of heart do you have?" Long Wu sneered: "If you learn martial arts with him like a hammer, I have no opinion." If you want to compete with the sword, come at me. ”

"Which green onion are you, I want to compete with Brother Mo Cong, why do you want to rush at you?" Zhao said red-faced. On the one hand, he was exposed, and he couldn't hold it on his face, and on the other hand, he couldn't figure out why Long Wu wanted to stand up for Mo Congqiang.

Zhao Si obviously heard that Long Wu was also injured by Mo Cong with a stone, and he was in sympathy with himself. didn't expect that he was going to get back on the field, but this person who was supposed to be sympathetic to the same disease stood up to stop him in a tough way. This Long Wu's skills are not ordinary, not to mention his hard qigong, and his fists and feet are much more powerful than Zhao Si's. Zhao Si thought that he was not an opponent, so he didn't dare to say anything hard like "coming at you, coming at you".

Seeing that the two of them were arguing over Mo Cong, Xu Hu asked puzzledly: "Leopard, what's the matter? Does this Zhao Si have any holiday with Mo Cong? And this Long Wu, why do you want to stand up for Mo Cong?"

Lei Leopard gave a rough idea of what happened.

Hearing that Zhao Si and Long Wu were both people who had been beaten by Mo Cong Feishi, but their performance was diametrically opposed, Xu Hu smiled and said, "This Zhao Si is really fucking virtuous with Zhao Rong, but this Long Wu is not bad, quite righteous." ”

"Righteousness?" Lei Leopard smiled, "Long Wu, this guy is a difficult thorn, he is not righteous to everyone. He and Mo Cong can't be regarded as not knowing each other!"

With Long Wu's good hand in front of him, Lei Leopard no longer worries about what kind of storm Zhao Si can make. He simply didn't open his mouth, and watched the play happily with Xu Hu next to him. A bonfire was not a serious and formal occasion.

However, the development of this play is somewhat unexpected. I only heard Mo Cong walk over and say, "Fifth Brother Long, don't quarrel with Fourth Brother Zhao." If he wants to learn the sword technique, I'll just learn from him. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it suddenly surprised everyone. Long Wu, Zhao Si, Xu Hu Lei Bao, and the onlookers were all dumbfounded, and they didn't know what Mo Cong meant.

"Brother Mo Cong, this guy is bullying you for being rusty with swordsmanship, that's why he deliberately played yin like this. Don't fall for him. Long Wu said anxiously.

"Brother Mo Cong, your sword skills are still very rusty, don't learn sword skills today. Lei Leopard also said on the side: "Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future, and when you have almost practiced, it is not too late to learn from everyone." ”

"It's okay, it's because the knife skills are unfamiliar, so I need to fight with people, so that I can become proficient faster. Mo Cong said indifferently.

"Yes, yes, Brother Mo Cong has just started practicing the thirteenth style of the saber, and I will feed him with him, which can be regarded as helping the recruits. Zhao Si said on the side. After such a fuss, he was a little retreated, thinking that this matter was going to be yellow. Unexpectedly, Mo Cong actually looked for death by himself, and took the initiative to agree to learn knife skills. Haha, as the saying goes, the sword has no eyes, and the water here is deep, and the kid who has only practiced swordsmanship for a day is a lamb on the board, and he can be bullied at will. If the uncle is in a good mood, he will pretend to miss and gently cut him a few times, if he is in a bad mood, hum......

Zhao Si fantasized about the situation of revenge, and his heart was very happy. For this matter, he has been miserable in the past few days.

At this point, Mo Cong himself said so, and it was not easy for Lei Leopard and Long Wu to say anything.

"Zhao Si, everyone's eyes are bright, and a master like Xu Guandao is also present. Brother Mo Cong is a beginner, you have to let him do more in a while. Lei Leopard squinted at Zhao Si and said with something in his words.

"Okay, I'll definitely let Brother Mo Cong more. Zhao Si said.

"Then please stand far away, the little brother is a beginner, this, the hand is very raw. It would be bad if the saber came out of his hand and injured someone. Mo Cong said and drew his knife in his hand and looked around.

As soon as everyone saw that he was holding a knife, it was really bad, so they retreated a little further away and entered a state of onlookers. Lei Bao and Xu Hu sat at the front of the crowd, a master like them was not afraid of anything about the saber in his hand, and Lei Bao also wanted to see how well Mo Cong mastered the essence of the thirteen styles of the saber.

"Brother Mo Cong, make a move. Zhao Si was in front of him, pulling out his posture and waiting for Mo Cong to make a move.

Mo Cong clenched the knife in his hand, slashed at Zhao Si in a daze, and said in his mouth: "Split the wind and cut the waves." Everyone saw that although his knife technique was stiff, his momentum was quite strong, and it was the move that cut the wind and waves.

Zhao Si didn't say much, the horizontal knife blocked for a moment, and then immediately stabbed out with a backhand, and the tip of the snowy knife pointed towards Mo Cong's throat. The move he blocked was called Yi Yi Waiting, and the move he stabbed with his backhand was called Reverse Strike, these two moves, one defense and one attack, are all moves in the thirteen styles of the saber.

When ordinary people encounter this situation, they will definitely use defensive moves such as impregnable or majestic mountains and rivers to block first, and then find gaps to counterattack. Mo Cong didn't do that. He shouted "Return to the wind and falling leaves", split the tip of the knife stabbed by Zhao Si with one knife, and slashed three times at Zhao Si's shoulder, two left and one right, just to make up the four moves of the wind and falling leaves.

Where had Zhao Si seen such a strange usage, he was immediately in a hurry, and it took three moves in a row to block these three knives. Mo Cong's strength in the knife was so great that Zhao Si blocked it three times in a row, and the saber almost came out of his hand.

"Brother Mo Cong, it's very strong, look at the knife. Zhao Si saw that Mo Cong's knife technique was used in a mess, but his strength was surprisingly large, so it was really hard to say who would cut who would cut whom. In order not to fall into the miserable situation of stealing chickens and rice, Zhao Si immediately put away his contempt and cheered up to fight with Mo Cong Ping Pong.

The thirteen styles of the saber have a total of 13 moves, such as splitting the wind and cutting the waves, sweeping thousands of troops, Jin Ge Iron Horse, wind-swept clouds, returning to the wind and falling leaves, striking east and west, waiting for work with ease, fighting back, flying sand and stones, wolf smoke and night lifting, stars and broken moons, majestic mountains and rivers, and solid gold.

Mo Cong took out the knife in his hand, and reported the move in his mouth, one would sweep away thousands of troops, one would be swept by the wind and the clouds, one would be full of stars and broken moons, and one would return to the wind and fallen leaves, anyway, he would only attack but not defend. Zhao Si listened to Mo Cong's move prediction, and when he heard this move, he would reflexively make a corresponding defensive counterattack plan. The knife that Mo Cong really cut over was not the same as the move he said in his mouth, the angle and direction were completely specious, or even the opposite, sometimes he should have cut to the left, but he cut to the right.

"Brother Mo Cong, can you stop reading? Let's fight quietly, okay?" Zhao Si hurriedly opened a trick sent by Mo Cong. Is this a wolf smoke night move, is this a wolf smoke night move? A defensive move is being used to attack, what kind of mess is this?

"When I first started learning, if I didn't read it in my mouth, I wouldn't know it in my hands. Mo Cong said ashamedly: "Since Brother Zhao doesn't like to listen to me, then I don't read it." ”

Then Mo Cong really didn't read it, and after he didn't read it, he really wouldn't. When the knife is drawn, it is even more messy, and it is impossible to see what the move is at all.