It is said that there is a street bully in Cheongju City, who is known as fighting all over the street and is invincible with both fists.

Of course, this person is an incompetent immortal.

For three days in a row, there was a lot of trouble on East Street, and there were many complaints, which seriously disrupted public order and corrupted the social atmosphere.

Because this person's name was too loud, he finally alarmed the Qingzhou Yamen again, He Mingda He Bantou.

East Street.

It was noon, the clouds were thick, the north wind was blowing, and it was like a knife.

He Bantou came alone, ready to single-handedly take down the little splasher, the day before yesterday, he let him go with a thought, resulting in today's endless disasters, He Bantou blamed himself. Eating official meals and doing righteous things is He Bantou's principle of life, and suddenly eight years have passed He Bantou is no longer confused, and he is more shrewd and capable than back then. Of course, dealing with an idiot is never a wise move, there was a lesson back then, a profound lesson that He Bantou should remember for a lifetime, such as splashing the wind.

The people are easy to find and extremely eye-catching.

When He Bantou came, the incompetent immortal was sleeping on his back, facing the sky, lying on a board.

On it hung a row of knives, kitchen knives, sharp knives, and axes.

This is a pork stall, the stall owner's name is nine and a half catties, saying that this person is fair and authentic will do business, obviously calling him nine catties of meat, I have to give you nine and a half catties, and it is calculated according to nine catties, and the result is that when I go home and weigh it again, it is a full eight catties of two two or three. is in his fifties, a thin man, with a knife face, triangular eyes, and another number: Brother Shui. The water is the water that is filled with water, and the elder brother is the elder brother of the second brother. Brother Shui is the brother of the boss of East Street. Sell meat for a living. Even slaughtered and sold.

Brother Shui was carrying a boning knife and stood in front of the desk, as if he was thinking about which part to start with. Of course he didn't dare, and he didn't dare to kill him, now the boss of Dongjie is incompetent, Brother Shui's eldest brother, that is, Brother Jin, who is known as full of real gold, has been disabled by the incompetent immortal, and the two gold teeth in his mouth have been knocked out. This is called a man's name. The shadow of the tree, Shibei three days should be impressive, at this time the incompetent immortal is the monopoly of East Street, to the wind and rain to rain, famous, no one is afraid.

He Mingda sighed and walked over: "Ah Shui, put the knife down." ”

Brother Shui put down the knife and withdrew his hand, both hands were generally stable. The whole body trembled: "Whew-"

Brother Shui has killed thousands of pigs, but people and pigs are still a little different after all. A knife goes down, and the consequences are endless: "This foodie, really damn it!"

At that time, more than 1,000 people were watching: "The crime is heinous!

More than 500 of them have been beaten by incompetence, and incompetence is by no means incompetent, but it can be said that they are ruthless: "Hmph! Hmph!"

Incompetence has long woken up.

If you want to beat me, I will beat you, the reason is very simple, this is not to blame for incompetence. There are many people who are not afraid, swords and axes are not afraid, a person who comes up is a person who is sent to death, a group of people who come up is a group of people who are sent to death, don't forget that incompetence is the apprentice who is trained by everyone, although he is the smallest, and the least successful. A set of Arhat Eighteen, incompetent to fight all over the world, incompetent and many stunts have not been used, incompetent lying here with closed eyes just to see who is still unconvinced, there is a kind of up, can't kill you!

"I know, you are incompetent, you are a disciple of Nanshan Zen Buddhism. He Mingda said with a smile and touched the incompetent head.

"Get out of here!" The tiger's ass can't be touched, and the impotent head can't be touched, and the incompetence suddenly opens his eyes and sits up straight, with an unkind face: "It's you again, you dog officer! You're not a good thing!"

People think differently, because they see differently, whether it is a gangster and a ruffian, or a reckless hero in the rivers and lakes, He Mingda has seen a lot, and the people in front of him do not belong to any of them. He was still a child, with a dirty, dirty face, and a fierce look on his face, but his eyes were full of vigilance and panic. It's like a pig facing a butcher's knife, or a tiger that strays into a crowd, already lost and confused, just helpless.

This incompetence, not the same incompetence of three days ago, no.

The world's big dye vat, refracting ten colors and five lights, a blank piece of paper falls into it, what can happen.

"You, you, and you—" He Bantou's face sank, but he pointed to the onlookers: "Why do you want to beat him?

This official has a great reputation in Cheongju City, and everyone knows it: "He should be beaten! He robbed us! He also beat people!"

"Whoever moves first, stands up for himself. He Bantou was not angry and arrogant, and his tiger eyes were sharp: "Tell him on the spot, I will give you justice." ”

No one stepped forward, no one else.

"Hah!haha!" Incompetent and clever, incompetent and clever, immediately shouted: "All of them are not planted!

And all the people were angry, and they looked at each other angrily, but no one spoke.

"Don't speak, then I'll say. "The evidence is ironclad, no one can reverse black and white, not to say that it is because of trust, believe in the ability of any adult to handle cases:" This person is from Nanshan Zen Buddhism, a disciple of Buddhism, and a wordless monk. He Mingda said slowly, and everyone looked at each other. Incompetent sat cross-legged, proud of himself: "Known as incompetent, great immortal!" He Mingda frowned coldly at everyone, but he was kind to incompetence: "Incompetent, tell everyone, where is your father?"

"I don't have a father, I'm a god, the world is down, uh, down!" "Incompetence is an immortal, this is an indisputable fact, but no one believes it: "Hey!"

Some people began to sigh, feeling that there was no point in fighting with it.

"Yes, you are a fairy. He Bantou came here just to calm things down, and he didn't want to talk about any big truth: "You don't have a father and mother, but you have a master, an uncle and an ancestor, and a senior brother and brother......

"Bodhisattva in white!"

"Dinghai Divine Monk!"

"Abbot!"

"Crazy monk! Crazy monk!" Everyone began to exclaim, incompetent and self-reported, but no one believed it: "Crazy monk has no Zen!" I have to say that at this time, the name of the mad monk of Nanshan Zen Buddhism has surpassed the three generations of high monks of concentration, emptiness, and spirit, and they are both holy Buddhas and demons, and everyone changes color when they are mentioned! The facts are often exaggerated, just like the meat sold by Brother Shui, and it is rumored that Wuzen has entered the devil's path. Kill without blinking. Sweep through thousands of armies with a snap of your fingers. Slaughter the whole city at every turn: "Brother Wu Zen - Brother Wu Zen - "

Thinking of the Zen brother, the incompetence was very aggrieved, and when he recalled the time he came, the incompetence let out a sad voice: "Senior brother, come quickly, they are all bullying the incompetent, bullying the incompetent!" Majestic and solemn everywhere: "Nanwu! Amitabha-" Everyone looked at each other, and was terrified for a while, for the world Nanshan Zen Buddhism is where the holy Buddha is: "You, you, and you! all remember for me!" "Regardless of whether Wuzen is demonic or not, incompetence is already angry: "Whoever bullies me, I will call Senior Brother Wuchan to beat you!"

Impotence's face was hideous, and a pair of small eyes burst out with hatred, glaring fiercely-

No one looked at him, and everyone was silent!

Whoever is incompetent will be good to him, and it will be better for him!

Vice versa.

How can this be the case with incompetence. Everyone should reflect on the fact that you spit on him with your own eyes. Slash him with an axe and beat him with sticks, and he will add up his fists and feet to you! In the past three days, he has been beating back and forth, indiscriminately! In the past three days, grievances and grievances have been repaid to each other, and who cares about right and wrong! You beat me and I will be beaten, and I will be beaten like a rat crossing the street, and I will be on me if you are on it, and I will be red and gritted my teeth, and in the past three days, everyone in Dongjie has lived in hatred, so they are incompetent and have lived in hatred, and they have completely forgotten the beginning of the trouble: "Big gold tooth, you come out." ”

The big gold tooth is Brother Jin, the boss of East Street: "Ho!

The big gold tooth was knocked out of two gold front teeth, and his speech was leaky, and Lord He had nothing to hide when he spoke: "Sizzle, sizzle, forget it!

"Forget it, it's a trivial matter?" He Mingda pointed to his feet and sneered: "I want to ask, say you, whose territory is this?"

The big gold tooth covered his mouth, smiled, and chose very wisely not to speak.

"Lu Dalang, I heard that you would rather feed the dog with a meat bun than give him alms, right?" Having said that, what really made He Bantou angry, and even had a headache, was not incompetence: "No! No! My lord misunderstood, my Da Lang swore to the sky-" Suddenly, a black dog walked by, holding a meat and bone in his mouth, his face was satisfied, and his face was bright. Lu Dalang was speechless for a while, these days, dogs eat better than people, God knows why.

The old black dog lay under the desk, clattering and munching.

"Regardless of right or wrong, you wait for hundreds of people to beat him, if he doesn't know martial arts, won't he be beaten to death for you!" "It doesn't matter whether the incompetence comes from Nanshan Zen Buddhism, and now the wind and rain are smooth and the country is peaceful and peaceful, and everyone in the city does not have to worry about food and clothing, but the streets and alleys are not as peaceful as in previous years: "If you hurt someone, you have to go to prison, you beat someone to death, and your head is cut off, I repeat it, listen to it-" This is the original intention of He Mingda's coming: "No gangs, no fights, otherwise, the punishment will be served!"

"Don't take it, feed the meat buns to the dogs!"

Everyone stood on the spot, not knowing what to think.

Anyway, Lord He has said this 1,800 times, and the big guys can hear the cocoon in their ears and eyes.

"You, come with me. He Bantou pointed at the incompetent immortal and commanded.

The incompetent immortal jumped off the board and obediently followed him, completely like a good citizen.

This guy is good, and it's worth befriending.

"Don't sell it, pour water pork!" Sure enough, before he went far, chaos began to fall behind him: "Your grandmother! You just poured water!" It has always been like this, the world is peaceful, and the people are fierce: "Nine and a half catties! You still say! How many times have you lied to Lao Tzu, damn it, damn it, damn it!" Therefore, it is not incompetence that disturbs social order and corrupts the social atmosphere: "Okay, you Lu Dawolf, you still have the face to say! It's better than your meat buns, lard mixed with straw paper, and you don't eat them for dogs!"

"Here you go!"

"Hit him, hit him, beat him, beat him to death!"

"Vomit—"

"Ding, ding, sparse! Oops, five teeth, five teeth, five gold teeth!"

"Fart gold teeth! Don't look for it! Your bronze is known to everyone!"

"Soil, soil, and copper? I bought one of the most with two hundred taels of silver in four-legged real gold, and I also made eight or five of them!"

"Brother!"

"Grass, copy guys!

"Lord He-Lord He-Lord He-You're coming back soon--I'm dying-"

The reason why a street fighter has become a shopkeeper is because of a hobby, an innate hobby, and it is not because he was abducted and fell into the dust.

Next stop: Deshun Building.

With the support of nobles, the glorious part-time career of the incompetent Daxian began. (To be continued......)