A little anger rose on Xu Xing's face. Aunt Zhang gently patted Xu Xing's hand, gave him a wink, and then said with a smile: "Oh, Brother Wan Er, Brother Yan Wu, this is my distant nephew. I just came yesterday and I am still ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as him!" As he said that, he wrapped five or six steamed buns and handed them over.

"Hmph, you, the old pious woman, still have a little wink!"

Brother Wan'er's face cleared a little, and Brother Yan and Brother Yan reached out to take the steamed buns, but they didn't leave and started eating at the stall.

Aunt Zhang didn't dare to say anything after being scolded, and she still had a pleasing smile on her face.

A few customers who originally wanted to come and buy steamed buns, but when they saw these two people standing in front of the stall, they avoided them from afar and did not dare to approach them.

Brother Wan Er took out a steamed bun and ate a few bites, threw most of the remaining ones on the ground, and said to Aunt Zhang, "I said, should you pay your monthly money this month?"

The smile on Aunt Zhang's face slightly stopped, and she was a little careful and said, "Brother Wan Er, where is this? Didn't I have paid half a tael of silver at the beginning of the month?"

An exaggerated look of surprise appeared on Brother Wan'er's face: "Is that so? Why don't I remember?"

Aunt Zhang knew that Brother Wan was deliberately pretending not to know, but she didn't dare to expose it. She was a little speechless for a moment.

Brother Yan Wu said in a flash: "The beginning of the moon is the beginning of the moon, and now is now. We said that you have to hand it over, so you have to hand it over. Where can you get so many words!"

Aunt Zhang looked sad and said in embarrassment: "Brother Yan Wu, I sold steamed buns for a month, but I only earned half a tael of silver. I handed it to your Huashe Gang every month. Now there is really no extra money..."

After saying this, before Brother Yan opened his mouth, Brother Wan was already annoyed. He shook his hand and smashed the lotus leaf bag in his hand towards Aunt Zhang's head and face, and cursed: "Oh, you ignorant old pious woman, dare to be foolish with me. I think you don't want to sell your steamed buns anymore!" He raised his kick and kicked Aunt Zhang and Xu Xingtiao at Aunt Zhang and Xu Xingtiao.

Three steamed buns wrapped in lotus leaves hit Aunt Zhang's head, and Aunt Zhang subconsciously closed her eyes.

Xu Xing didn't expect that Brother Wan would turn against him without warning. Seeing the lotus leaf covering Aunt Zhang's face, the three steamed buns wrapped in it flew to the ground. He didn't have to think too much, and pulled Aunt Zhang and retreated.

With a "hula", the steamer fell to the ground, and most of the steamed buns inside were sprinkled out, rolling all over the ground.

Aunt Zhang was pulled by Xu Xing and almost fell down. After taking off the lotus leaves on her face, she felt distressed and angry when she saw the steamed buns on the ground, and asked with a sharp voice: "Who is surnamed Wan, why did you get all my steamed buns to the ground?"

Brother Wan sneered, "Get your steamed buns on the floor? I'm going to tear down your stall. I want to see which shop will dare not pay monthly money from now on!" As he said that, he and Brother Yan Wu picked up the things at hand and smashed them on the stall.

Aunt Zhang couldn't help but wipe her tears and stomped her feet and shouted: "You are unreasonable! I have already paid the monthly payment! It's you who want it more, it's not that I won't pay it!"

There were already some people around the streets, and they were whispering to each other. Most of them sympathized with Aunt Zhang, but no one dared to come forward to help.

Seeing this, Brother Wan'er looked even more proud, and said with his waist, "Hmph, reasoning? Whoever is the damn reasoning to you! I ask you for money, that is worthy of you. You have to give it to you, and you have to give it to you if you don't give it to you! If you don't give it, that's not giving it to me, I will smash your mess and burn your broken tent, so that everyone on this street can see what it means to kill a chicken to warn the monkey!"

Brother Yan Wu found a small wooden box behind the stall, opened it and looked happy. He held it in front of Brother Wan and said, "Second brother, look, there are probably hundreds of cents in it!"

"You guys give me the money!" Aunt Zhang hurried forward, trying to retake the small wooden box.

Brother Yan Wu cursed, "Get out!" He kicked Aunt Zhang to the ground with contempt.

Xu Xing went to help Aunt Zhang. Aunt Zhang's eyes were filled with sadness and hatred, and she said loudly: "Are you not afraid that after you bully me like this, will you ask you Huashe to settle the score after your Acheng comes back? My Acheng is a constable in the city!"

Brother Wan and Brother Yan poured out the copper coins from the wooden box and put them in their pockets.

When Brother Wan heard this, he paused his hand slightly and said with a sneer: "Are you talking about your son Zhang Cheng? Haha, tell you, Zhang Cheng can't come back!"

When Aunt Zhang heard this, her body stiffened and then said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! My Acheng is so good, why can't I come back?"

Brother Yan Wu stuffed the last handful of copper coins into his arms, satisfied, laughed, and said, "Old guy, don't you think about it, if your son, who is a constable, is he really good, how dare we brothers smash your stall?

"Tell you the truth. The Fucheng was chasing a lone thief called "Flying Monkey" three days ago. Others were dealing with this kind of thing. They could do as much as possible. Only your son was stubborn. He chased the "Flying Monkey" tightly. Later, the two chased the Huzui cliff by the beach. When the people later chased him, the two of them had long disappeared. The people in the Fucheng searched for it for two days, but in the end they didn't find anything. It was probably that they fell off the cliff with the "Flying Monkey" and fed the sharks in the sea!"

Aunt Zhang looked a little stunned and said repeatedly: "You are lying, you are lying! My son Acheng will not be a problem, he will definitely not be a problem! What you said is false! What you are false, all false!"

Brother Wan Er said, "The news has been spread to the county yesterday, and someone will probably inform you today! Your son is also killed in the line of duty, and he will probably get a lot of pensions! Don't say that our Huashe Gang is not particular about doing things, we will not ask you for any pensions given in the yamen!" After that, he turned to Brother Yan Wu and said, "Old Wu, let's go, let's go to Ruyi Tower for a good meal today!"

Brother Yan hesitated and said, "Second brother, that... do we still need to burn the tent?"

Brother Wan Er glanced at Aunt Zhang, and saw that Aunt Zhang was blind and was a little lost. He was still saying "liar" and "fake" words repeatedly, and then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we have got the money today, let her go this time!"

The two were about to leave, but a thin figure blocked the way.

Xu Xing held a rusty hatchet in his hand, looked up at the two of them slightly, and said, "You can't leave. You have to put down the money you took away just now, and then compensate Aunt Zhang for the losses. You have to apologize to Aunt Zhang."

"Wow, you're so brave! Get out of here!" Brother Wan Er slapped Xu Xing's face.

Xu Xing bowed his head and bent down, took a step forward, and cut out the hatchet in his hand.

With a "flat" knife, he slashed on the left thigh of Brother Wan Er's left.

Brother Wan Er slapped the thigh in the air, and felt a pain in his thigh. He lowered his head and saw a wound several inches deep on the outside of his left thigh, and blood flowed out of the wound.

Brother Wan Er hurriedly reached out to cover the wound, but couldn't help but scream like a pig-killing scream in his mouth.

Xu Xing was already standing beside him and looked at him calmly.

Brother Wan looked up at Xu Xing, his eyes filled with hatred and anger, and he shouted: "Lao Wu, catch this kid!"

Brother Yan Wu looked at the hatchet in Xu Xing's hand with some fear, picked up a wooden stick from the side, waved his hand and waved it towards Xu Xing's head and face.

The wooden stick brought a short "whimper" sound of wind. Xu Xing didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly lifted the knife and tilted it up and pulled it up with a diagonal knife.

With a "du" sound, Xu Xing suffered from the loss of a weak person. He was so shocked that he took two steps back and almost couldn't hold the hatchet in his hand.

"Ding, the moves you just used are very similar to the sword techniques of "Chaishan Eighteen Roads". When you meet the conditions for comprehension, do you understand them? [This understanding will not consume experience value]"

Xu Xing immediately chose to understand without hesitation.

After barely blocking Brother Yan Wu's stick, Xu Xing knew that he was a little reckless this time. Obviously, with the three-way sword technique he had just learned, it was very difficult to deal with Brother Yan Wu who had a stick in his hand. At this time, if he could master the sword style more, he would have more ways to deal with it.

"Ding, I have successfully understood it. Congratulations on learning the fourth road of "Chaishan Eighteen Road". The current level is [beginner's first practice] and the proficiency is [0100]."

Brother Yan Wu beat him with one stick and saw that Xu Xing seemed to be unable to resist. He immediately increased his confidence and immediately waved him out with another stick.

Xu Xing stared at the waving wooden stick, and the hatchet in his hand quickly slashed out obliquely.

Another "decisive" sound, this time, the wooden stick in Brother Yan Wu's hand was almost unable to hold on.

Brother Yan Wu just felt that the force of the stick he waved out, and after touching the hatchet in the kid's hand in front of him, he suddenly changed direction and became completely out of control.

Originally, Brother Yan Wu hit Xu Xing's head, but after the knife and stick intersected, the head of the stick suddenly rose, and the force actually went up to the sky.

Moreover, there was a deep mark on the wooden stick.

With one sword, Xu Xing felt relieved and received a new system message in his mind: "Because you are fighting with others, your understanding of the fourth road of "Eighteenth Road in Chaishan" deepened, triggering the effect of "Aura of Inspiration suddenly appears, and the blessing of the soul reaches the heart". Proficiency is 8!"

Seeing this message, Xu Xing thought and called out the message when he used the "flat cut" before. He found that it also triggered the effect of "the sudden appearance of the inspiration, the blessing of the soul" and his proficiency increased by 22 points at a time!

Brother Yan Wu hurriedly held the wooden stick in his hand with his other left hand, which made the wooden stick not fly out of his hand. He was puzzled for a moment and whispered to himself: "Strange..." He was a little careful, held the stick in both hands, and then called Xu Xing.

Xu Xing "slashed" with another "slant" to easily resolve it, and another new mark was added to the wooden stick.

Brother Yan Wu was prepared this time. Although he felt the strange force when the swords and sticks intersected again, he at least held the wooden stick in his hand tightly.

After a few more moves, Brother Yan Wu felt that as long as the wooden stick in his hand touched the hatchet in Xu Xing's hand, the force he swung would become uncontrollable, sometimes it would be higher, sometimes it would be lower, or left or right, and he would not be able to greet Xu Xing's body according to his wishes.

After a few moves, Xu Xing became more skilled and even didn't want to quickly defeat the opponent's fifth brother Yan. He was practicing sword with Brother Yan.

As the two men intersected with swords and sticks more and more, one of them became more and more careful, but the other became more and more calm. To others, it seemed like two people were practicing with each other, and Brother Yan was patiently feeding Xu Xing, which was not like a street fight at all.

Brother Wan Er pulled off a piece of clothes from his body with his teeth and wrapped the wound on his thigh. Seeing that Brother Yan Wu was still going back and forth with Xu Xing slowly, he couldn't help but feel angry and shouted: "Lao Wu, why are you rubbing against him! I asked you to catch this kid, not asking you to play with him!"

Brother Yan Wu didn't dare to distract himself and turned around when he heard this. He just stared at Xu Xing and replied loudly: "Second brother, this kid is weird!"

When Brother Wan Er felt that Brother Yan Wu talked to him, he felt more and more angry and cursed: "Your mother is so weird! I think you are just showing mercy under your hands and don't treat me as a brother at all!"

When Brother Yan Wu heard this, he knew that Brother Wan was angry with him. He felt nervous and couldn't help but turn back and say, "Second brother, listen to my explanation..."

At this moment, Xu Xing slashed out with a "click" and the wooden stick was cut off.

Xu Xing took the opportunity to approach him, raised his hand and slashed his "upright" and slashed on Brother Yan Wu's right shoulder.

This means that Xu Xing did not have the idea of ​​killing people in the street. Otherwise, whether this knife was slashing at Brother Yan Wu's neck or head, he would have confidence that he would kill this person's life with one knife.

Brother Yan screamed, the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground, and hurriedly retreated.
Chapter completed!