"No, you guys, don't, don't touch the old man!" Although Fu Xiaowa was afraid, he still shouted boldly.

These drunken and strong men, who are half taller than the frogs, look at them like an undisciplined baby yelling at adults.

At this time, an old woman ran out of the house crying and shouted: "Old man, what's wrong with you, a few grandfathers, don't worry about our two old bones, what's so sorry, my old woman kowtowed to you, kowtow!"

"Alas, you little rabbit cub, your skin is itchy, it seems that the master didn't teach you today, and he jumped on the crash!" The strong man pulled up his sleeves and was about to step forward to pick up Fu Xiaowa, who looked like a kitten.

"You, don't toss that baby, it's still ......" The old man Wang Gui was in a hurry, and was pressed on the table by a strong man and struggled.

The strong man was like a bear, moving like a mountain and a frog, Fu Xiaowa trembled and swayed, and frightened: "Don't, don't come here, I, I've practiced!"

"Haha!" The strong man smiled: "I have practiced, let you look at the master, this is called practice!"

The strong man shook off his coat, revealing his mixed muscles, and it seemed that he had really practiced housework.

"You guys, what are you competing with a child, coming at my old man!" Wang Gui shouted the old man, and he could only shout, and he was pressed by a strong man and couldn't move.

"Old man, you can't have an accident, a few masters are good, spare us, spare that child!" the old woman really knelt down.

"Call your old man not to know each other, isn't Lao Tzu just drinking your broken wine, a few dollars of things, and more serious with Lao Tzu, and I still dislike giving you two broken money, what can you do if Lao Tzu drinks for nothing!" shouted the strong drunken patting the large muscles in his chest.

"Wine~ You can take the wine away, I'll compensate a few uncles!" Wang Gui Lao'er saw that his wife knelt, and he was so distressed that he had to be soft.

"No, the master is here today, not happy, not happy, Lao Tzu is not comfortable, smash me, beat me!" The strong man raised his hand, and several other strong men began to smash things, smashing the wine shop with a loud noise.

"Stop, stop, can the old man fight, you unscrupulous brutes!" Fu Xiaowa hurriedly ran over and pounced on Wang Gui'er's body, letting his fist fall on him.

"Brute, you little hairy head wants to die today, you can't find your mother because the uncle is not tidy!" the strong man was furious.

"Don't, don't be serious with the child, child, run, run!" the old man shouted desperately.

Fu Xiaowa just didn't run, but used his body to block in front of the old man, such a big fist, like a paper-like child, that Wang Gui Lao'er screamed, I am afraid that he will die, just imagine how a child can withstand such a big fist, it is terrifying to watch.

Fu Xiaowa raised his arms to defend, he didn't have any experience in fighting, if he wanted to say that he did, he was also bullied by Shen Zhengming's group of children in the martial arts hall, the only thing he would do was to raise his arms and block the falling fists.

The two old men in the wine shop didn't dare to look at it anymore, such a child was beaten like this by a strong man, and nine lives were not enough. But he didn't expect that Fu Xiaowa could still stand up, Fu Xiaowa has been used to coolies since he was a child, and his body bones are tougher than ordinary children, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued to carry the fist of the strong man.

The heavy punches fell on Fu Xiaowa one by one, and Fu Xiaowa had no room to parry at all, because he had never learned any moves, and he didn't know what defense was, and he didn't know how to dodge. And the strong man has obviously practiced his family, and every punch is a move, and he lightly avoided Fu Xiaowa's arm defense and landed on Fu Xiaowa's body.

This fist hit Fu Xiaowa like a hammer, even if an adult is hammered like this, he will have to lie in bed for two or three months if he doesn't die. ...,

Fu Xiaowa finally knelt on the ground and fell in front of Wang Gui, he supported the ground alone, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, bit by bit, in front of Wang Gui Lao'er, the blood, bit by bit, fell on the snow, fell in front of Wang Gui Lao'er, and the bright red snow looked extraordinarily red.

Wang Gui Lao'er watched, looking at the blood dripping from the ground, his hands were trembling, and he looked at the child's eyes, the purity in those eyes. This is just a child who has never known him, but at this time, his thin body is in front of him, and every fist falls on his body, just like a hammer in Wang Gui's heart, Wang Gui's old tears are full of tears, and his trembling hand strokes Fu Xiaowa's face, with a trembling voice: "Baby...... Does it hurt......"

Fu Xiaowa shook his head, and he stood up, using his chest, to bear the huge fist again.

"Baby, do you know that you are wrong, kneel down and admit your mistake to the master, and the master will spare your life!"

Fu Xiaowa's eyes were crossed, and he just spit out two words in his mouth fiercely: "Livestock!"

"Damn, you're brave enough, die!" This strong man's fist is not child's play, the average child is estimated to have been killed by this punch, Fu Xiaowa will not dodge, can only stiffen this fist, this fist hammer, let him half fly out.

"Don't fight, you want money, I'll give it to you, I'll give you whatever you want, and my old man will kneel down for you!" Wang Gui knelt down with a plop and kowtowed.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to beat this kid to death, see if he still has a livestock!"

"You bastards, my old man is fighting with you!" Wang Gui stood up and raised his skinny old fist.

"Old boy, it seems that you don't want to live anymore, okay, I'll fulfill you!" The strong man waved his fist, just to beckon the old man, how could the old man withstand this heavy punch.

"Old man, old man!" exclaimed the old woman.

"Stop!!!! Fu Xiaowa's eyes were red, and he raised his head suddenly, he had lost his mind, and rushed forward to punch him, and the strong man looked at it coldly, as if he didn't care about the thin fist falling on his body.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and something unexpected happened, and suddenly the strong man took two steps back, clutching his stomach and his eyes protruding, staring at the child in front of him with two dead fish eyes like seeing a ghost. He looked at his lower abdomen in amazement, and there was a tumbling pain in his lower abdomen, as if he had been hit by a hammer.

"You, you, I'm going to tear you boy!" the drunk man went berserk, waving a fist the size of a casserole.

Fu Xiaowa gritted his teeth and stood up, no matter if this heavy punch fell on his face or body, the blood kept flowing violently, he wouldn't, he wouldn't know anything, he wouldn't move, he wouldn't know skills, he would only gather the qi elements of his body, all gathered in his fist, he only knew this, facing the strong man's stormy fist, let it fall on his body, he only knew such a punch.

Boom!

The second punch landed on the strong man's stomach, and suddenly the strong man fell to his knees, clutching his stomach, and his head was about to be buried in the snow. ''''''