The afternoon sun covered the whole town, and the gaps between the rows of large trees planted along the river were blurred. The www.biquge.info sun shines on the steel knife held by the fathead fish tightly -- the steel knife with cold light and faint light bursts out with a terrifying chill in the light of the sun! When Zhao Dabao saw it, his face turned pale and his heart was frightened.

The old man, however, seemed very calm, as if he didn't know what was happening in front of him. The dark brown age spots on his bronzed skin were still very quiet, not a little pale from fright, and not only that, but a faint smile suddenly appeared in the calm expression on his face.

It can be said that there are only two kinds of people in this world who still have a smile on their faces after someone shouts at them with a knife, one is a person with a brain problem, and the other is a very powerful person. The old man in front of him is definitely not a person with brain problems, on the contrary, his expression tells you that he is not only a very normal person, but also a very powerful person.

There was a deep, serene, and wise light in his eyes, which told people that he would be calm in the face of any sudden change. And, he will have the ability to deal with sudden changes in things.

Zhao Dabao absolutely didn't dare to move at this moment, he was a sincere person, and he had never quarreled with anyone since he was a child, let alone fought. In the face of such a severe occasion, although he held a sturdy flat pole in his hand, his whole body was terrified, and his whole body was like a cold man, shivering and shivering.

The old man took a step forward as if nothing had happened, "Brother Dabao," he said, "Your cord is good, borrow it from me!" At this moment, Zhao Dabao was trembling all over, and he could still say a word.

So the old man took off the brown rope that he had hung on his shoulder. After removing it, he put the brown rope coiled in a circle in the crook of his left arm, and with his right hand he took out the end of the rope and pinched it in his hand, and the end of the rope hung down about a foot long. At this time, the knife and the fathead fish had already walked to Zhao Dabao and the old man's side.

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at the fathead fish who was the first to carry the steel knife and walked from his right hand, and the knife followed, "Two little brothers, were you talking to us just now?" the old man asked them calmly.

"Who's your name, little brother!" the fat-headed fish suddenly opened his strange eyes, and his mouth like a chicken's ass pouted even more severely, causing his whole face to sink down, and the muscles on his cheeks were clearly distinguishable, as if he had reached the extreme of anger. He shouted at the old man, "You are the oldest, you can also call Lao Tzu a little brother." He pointed a knife at the old man.

Zhao Dabao was already sweating profusely with fright, and the flat burden in his hand was trembling too much, so he didn't grasp it steadily, and fell down. However, he was held up by a very quick hand, like lightning, the flat pole that was about to fall to the ground, and Zhao Dabao was shocked to see that it was the old man who caught his flat pole and was about to fall to the ground. At that moment, Zhao Dabao was indescribably grateful, and he actually squeezed out a simple smile at the old man in trembling.

"Brother Dabao, don't be afraid!" the old man smiled at him and said, "These two friends may have some misunderstanding, and it is impossible for them to use knives to trouble us for no reason." ”

"Yes, friend!" Finally, the old man turned his head, smiled at the fathead fish and the knife, and asked, "Is there a misunderstanding between us?"

Seeing this, there was a sudden hesitant look in Xiao Dao's eyes, and at the same time, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was in the midst of fierce struggle and thinking. And the whole face shape of the fathead fish has been deformed by the impact of anger, and it looks like a grimace.

"Don't talk nonsense," he yelled at the old man. Suddenly, all the passers-by who passed by that section were taken aback, and they were all in shock, and turned to look at the fathead fish that made an angry roar. Seeing this, the fat-headed fish had no choice but to put Zhao Dabao and the old man aside for the time being, pointed a knife at the passers-by who were looking back at him, and shouted again, "Look at it, believe it or not, I even slaughtered you!" Everyone was taken aback, and one by one they turned pale with fright, and left in the wilderness.

"Dead old man, where did you come from, what box are you looking for this bastard to carry?" he turned back to the head of the knife and pointed at the old man and shouted. And the knife standing behind him never said a word, just quietly watched what was happening in front of him.

The old man looked at the fathead fish, and then at the steel knife that he had clubbed in front of him. After that, he smiled coldly at the fathead fish, "Now, you don't have to move anything!"

As soon as the old man spoke, Xiaodao's face suddenly changed, but the fat-headed fish felt that he didn't quite understand the meaning of the other party's words, "Dead old man, what do you mean by this." ”

"The meaning is very simple!" said the old man, still looking at him coldly, "I have changed my mind now, and I am going to deal with this hateful knife in front of me first!" He spoke very slowly, and every word jumped into the ears of the knife and the fathead fish like a flea. As he spoke, the old man shook the rope that he had been holding in his right hand suddenly. And at this moment, the knife in the hand of the fat-headed fish suddenly slashed at the old man's face, trying to hack the old man to death.

However, the old man smiled, leaned slightly to one side, and he stood on the right side of the fathead fish. And at this time, the rope thrown out of his hand turned out to be like a dexterous snake, and with a roar, it wrapped the arm cut by the fathead fish with a knife.

Seeing this, the hand that the knife had been wrapped in the sleeve suddenly stretched out. When his right hand was stretched out, he already held his sharp knife in his hand, and stabbed it towards the old man who was close to him an arm's length. It can be said that his knife stabbed at the old man's right flank at this time, at this distance, and at this angle, which was really a very mature and perfect time to attack.

From this point, it is also fully proved that the calmness of the knife is different from the viciousness; he either does not make a move, and once he makes a move, he usually will not miss. However, this time, it was a bit of a surprise!

The old man seemed to have calculated the one on his right, and he never said a word, and the young man, who was as calm as a puppeteer, the knife, would suddenly attack him at this time, at this angle. Therefore, he shook the rope that was tightly holding the fathead fish's arm, and the whole person, violently and quickly, rolled on the ground through the gap between the two of them, and drilled through.

In this way, when the old man shook the brown rope in the hand of the fathead fish just now, the rope immediately arched in a big circle like a wave. The knife stabbed from the right side was avoided by the old man by rolling on the ground, so that the rope in the old man's hand shook into a circle, and it happened to be on the wrist of the knife. By the time he reacted and was about to retract, the old man had already gotten up from the ground. And stood behind the two of them, and at the same time he tightened the rope on the arm of the fathead fish and the knife.

Although their hands were tied together by the old man, each of them still had a hand, which was free and could attack each other. When the fathead fish saw that he was tied up by the old man, he was full of anger, just like the fathead fish that was beaten by a fisherman in a fishing net, dying and struggling. He heard the old man standing up behind him, and immediately, with his idle left arm, he struck the old man with a fist in the back.

But it was also a paper tiger on the wall, and it couldn't be frightened! As soon as his arm swept over, the old man shook the rope and grabbed it, and when he pulled it again, his left arm was tied behind his back by the old man in reverse. In this way, the more they struggled, the tighter and more ropes bound their bodies. In less than a cup of tea, the two of them have been tied up by the old man into a rice dumpling.

When all the passers-by saw this, they couldn't help but stop and watch, and people pointed and talked about it. And at this moment, the fathead fish has changed from the always arrogant fathead fish to a docile group fish!