Zhu Ming was thrown into a rural area when he was a child. After the schools were withdrawn and merged, all the students in the village went to study in the towns.
Township schools are very chaotic and their academic style is particularly bad.
In an era where Internet cafes are everywhere, the Young and Dangerous movies are still popular. Big kids give themselves nicknames such as Pheasant, Prince, and Tyrannosaurus.
Delinquents like to pick up girls, and even more so, they like to blackmail their classmates, not only to make money, but mainly to show off their prestige.
Ju Ming's academic performance is good and he is not the target of bullying because teachers will protect good students.
It happened that my uncle liked to read martial arts novels. Every time he went home from work to celebrate the New Year, he would always bring back a few low-quality pirated novels. Therefore, the works of Jin Yong, Gu Long, Liang Yusheng, Wo Longsheng and others became Zhu Ming’s favorites during his junior high school days.
Martial arts ideas such as hoeing the strong and supporting the weak have successfully shaped Ju Ming's outlook on life in adolescence and have had a profound influence to this day.
Once, my deskmate was blackmailed, and even in the classroom, he was ordered to kneel down in public by the "Young and Dangerous" boys, and several bad boys took turns slapping him in the face for fun.
Zhu Ming couldn't stand it anymore, so he picked up the bench to fight against the injustice.
From then on, Ju Ming began his fighting career. Before the high school entrance examination, he sent people to the hospital and beat a gangster's left eye into amblyopia. The kid's parents made a fierce fuss, and the school teachers could not protect him, so they had to contact Ju Ming's parents.
After paying a full compensation of 20,000 yuan, Zhu Ming was taken to the city to repeat his third year of junior high school in a good school and was admitted to a key high school.
Although he has not fought for more than ten years, Ju Ming is no stranger to fighting.
Bai Er rushed as fast as he could with his whistle stick. He had no moves at all. He raised his stick high and smashed it down. He looked fierce and powerful, but in fact his middle door was wide open and his whole body was full of weaknesses.
Ju Ming's reaction speed was extremely fast. He swung his sword and swept away before the whistle stick was struck.
The sword was not unsheathed, and the tail of the scabbard hit Bai Er's cheek. The force was so strong that Bai Er's eyes turned black, and his body tilted while still rushing forward.
After just one meeting, Bai Er was knocked down.
Zhu Guoxiang was also victorious and threw a pebble as big as his fist, which hit a rogue on the forehead.
His head was smashed directly, and blood flowed out.
"ah!"
The rogue was a little dazed. He just let out a scream and squatted down, covering his forehead. His head was so dizzy that he couldn't calm down.
Ju Ming opened another whistle stick and kicked the pawnbroker over. But the other thug who attacked him hit Ju Ming on the shoulder with a stick, beating him so hard that it hurt him.
In pain, Ju Ming rushed forward with all his strength, knocking the rogue over.
"Ouch!"
Zhu Guoxiang's cry of pain came from the side, but he was hit in the arm by a whistle stick, and then he was stabbed in the stomach by the head of the stick.
Zhu Guoxiang held his stomach and subconsciously bowed back.
A gangster swung his whistle stick and hit Zhu Guoxiang hard on the head.
"Qiang!"
At the critical moment, Ju Ming unsheathed his sword and stepped forward to rescue him.
When Zhu Guoxiang heard the sound of the stick breaking through the air, he hurriedly turned his head to avoid it. His head dodged, but he took a hard hit on his shoulder and rolled to the ground to distance himself.
The rogue wanted to follow up to make up for the damage, but he heard his companion shout: "The knife is being used!" When he turned around, he saw that Ju Ming had already raised his sword to kill.
The total length of the Eight-sided Han Sword is 128 centimeters, the sword body is about 1 meter, and the rest is the hilt.
This is a two-handed sword that can be used on the battlefield to kill people.
Seeing a sword coming, Popi panicked and raised his whistle stick to block. The moment the swords and sticks met, the hardwood whistle stick broke into two pieces with a "crack" sound.
The rogue was so frightened that he rolled and retreated, but his companion came at him with a stick, trying to win by taking advantage of the length of the whistle stick.
Ju Ming, who knew nothing about it, stepped sideways to avoid the attack, using the classic sword-versus-polar-handling technique, and at the same time, the sword edge pressed against the tip of the stick and was cut forward.
In panic, Popi quickly dropped his stick, but he didn't get rid of it in time, and half of his right thumb was cut off like tofu.
"ah!"
"My hand, my hand... the fingers are broken!"
The rogue covered his wound and screamed, rolling on the ground in pain.
When his son was showing off his power, Zhu Guoxiang also joined the counterattack, wielding a wooden stick and sneaking up from behind to hit the enemy who had his whistle stick cut off.
The pawn shop boy was the most cowardly. He followed Bai Er to attack Ju Ming. After being kicked, he huddled back and paddled around in circles. Then, he ran to catch the skinny horse, as if he thought the beast was easier to bully.
When the thin horse saw the man coming towards him, he turned around and tried to run away, then suddenly raised his hind hooves and kicked hard.
"Ouch!"
The pawn shop clerk's face was filled with pain. He lay down holding his stomach, feeling that his internal organs had been kicked.
Bai Er, who was beaten dizzy, had already recovered. He rushed towards Ju Ming with a stick, just in time to see his companion's fingers cut off. He was shocked and angry at the time, and slammed Ju Ming on the back of the head.
As if there were eyes on his back, Ju Ming turned around quickly, and using the momentum of his rotation, he struck with his sword with both hands.
"Snapped!"
There was another crisp sound, and Bai Er's whistle stick broke.
Under the light of the fire, the patterns on the sword's body appeared and disappeared, and the blade shone with a stunning brilliance.
Bai Er was so frightened that he was stunned on the spot, and then he knelt down and kowtowed hurriedly: "Hero, spare your life, hero, spare your life! I was blinded by lard, and that's why I offended the hero. I...I deserve to die! I'm not a human being!"
I..."
Spare your life?
Of course, you have to spare your life, otherwise if you really kill someone, you have to go to the bandits' stronghold, which is the last resort.
"Kneel down straight for me!"
Ju Ming glanced at the gangsters with his sword and scolded: "You all kneel down too!"
Except for the unfortunate guy who lost his finger and was still screaming, the rest of the gangsters knelt down and begged for mercy.
When Bai Er knelt straight, Ju Ming handed the sword out and put the tip of the sword between Bai Er's eyebrows: "Does it look good?"
Bai Er was frightened to death, but he did not dare to move. He looked straight at the sword. He could see it more clearly when he was close at hand. The patterns on the sword body were complicated and exquisite, and the brightness of the blade was breathtaking.
Although he was just a rogue who wandered around the small town, Bai Er knew very well at this moment that this sword was definitely worth a lot of money and could be sold for at least dozens of guan, or even hundreds of guan!
How could he offend a hero who could afford such a sword?
"I ask you, does it look good?" Ju Ming repeated again.
Bai Er trembled and said: "It's... beautiful."
Ju Ming sneered: "Do you want it? How about I give it to you."
"Okay... no, I don't dare," Bai Er said in horror, all the hairs on his body stood up, "I don't deserve to use this kind of sword, only a great hero like a good man can use it!"
Since the sword has been shown to people and it is impossible to kill all the witnesses, let's just blow the cowhide to the sky.
Ju Ming pressed the blade of the sword against Bai Er's shoulder. Bai Er suddenly trembled, thinking that he was going to be wiped from the neck. Just as he was about to beg for mercy, he saw that Ju Ming just wiped the blood on the sword's blade.
Returning the sword to its sheath with a graceful gesture, Ju Ming said domineeringly: "On that Jingdong Road, this sword killed thirty-two people in a row. On that Hebei Road, this sword killed forty-four people in a row. The souls of those who died under the sword, either
They are corrupt officials or powerful bullies. Scoundrels like you are not worthy of dying by my sword. Get out!"
"Thank you, hero, for sparing your life. Thank you, hero, for sparing your life!" These guys were surprised and happy, kowtowing like little chickens pecking at rice.
Thirty-two people were killed on Jingdong Road and forty-four people were killed on Hebei Road. They were all corrupt officials and powerful bullies. This bragging was so awesome that the small-town thugs with little knowledge suddenly gave birth to a mountain.
They looked up to him with admiration, and the image of Ju Ming in their hearts at this moment was extremely majestic.
At the same time, I felt inferior. A country rogue like me was indeed not worthy of dying under the sword of a hero.
"What a man!"
Zhang Guangdao arrived at the scene at some unknown time and happened to hear Ju Ming's pretentious words. Not only did he admire him from the bottom of his heart, but he also wanted to invite them to the cottage.
Zhu Ming saw Zhang Orion coming over a long time ago. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, long time no see."
"It's been quite a long time. It's been several hours," Zhang Guangdao explained casually, "I was worried that you might encounter bad guys, but I overthought it, so you two didn't need to help me at all."
Zhu Guoxiang's shoulder was still hurting. He leaned on the stick and said, "Thank you for your concern."
Zhang Guangdao felt that his village was too shabby and the small temple could not afford to worship the great Bodhisattva, so he could only say: "Heifeng Village is waiting for you two great masters at any time. Take your leave!"
"If you don't send it off, you will be richly rewarded one day!" Zhu Ming said goodbye.
Zhang Guangdao came and went with ease, put away his knife and turned around to leave.
After Zhang Guangdao disappeared into the night, Bai Ercai said: "It turns out that the good man knows Brother Zhang Wu. If he had told him earlier, we would not dare to come and stroke the tiger's beard."
Ju Ming asked: "He is very famous here?"
Bai Er said: "Who among those who hang out in Baishitou has never heard of Brother Zhang Wu?"
"What's his name?" Zhu Ming asked again.
Bai Er shook his head: "I don't know, everyone calls me Brother Zhang."
When he couldn't find any information, Zhu Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense and scolded: "Why don't you get out of here and wait for me to treat you to dinner?"
Bai Er actually took out a handful of iron coins and offered them to him with both hands to please him: "I'm very poor and don't have much money on me. These filial piety will be used to buy wine and food for the heroes. If the heroes don't leave Bai Market in a hurry, what will they do in the future?"
, just as you are told. My name is Bai Sheng, nicknamed Bai Erhu, and I live a few hundred steps east of Caoshi. You can find me if you ask around."
Zhu Ming thought about it carefully and felt that these scoundrels could be used, but he did not want to have a close relationship with the scoundrels. So he bent down and picked up a penny, and did not want the rest: "I only take one penny from you, and the grudges tonight will be wiped out. As for the future.
If we meet again, don’t let me see you doing evil!”
"Don't worry, good man, I will never do bad things again." Bai Er swore quickly.
This guy led a group of his men and left the river beach in a panic. After walking for more than ten steps, he turned around and bowed to Ju Ming to show his goodwill.
Only the father and son were left, well... and a skinny horse.
Zhu Guoxiang praised his son: "Yes, he is very experienced in doing things. I saw that you were engaged in self-media all day long, and I thought you didn't know how to deal with people."
"You are so powerful, why did you only say one sentence just now?" Zhu Ming said angrily.
Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile: "I have to let you exercise."
While the father and son were joking, the gangsters had already fled to the streets of the town.
The unlucky guy with the broken finger said: "Brother Bai, I have lost this finger, how will I live in the future?"
"I'll starve you to death if I have one bite to eat. Why are you making such noise?" Bai Er said impatiently.
Another rogue said: "Second brother, no matter how powerful those two foreigners are, they can't stay awake all the time. Also, they are so hungry that they caught crabs and ate them. They will definitely not have the strength to be hungry for a few more days. We can find a
Good opportunity for revenge."
Bai Er immediately slapped him with a slap: "Avenging your mother, how can we offend such a hero? You didn't see the sword clearly, but I can see it clearly. The lines on the sword are very beautiful, at least.
After being hammered and tempered tens of thousands of times, a sword may be worth thousands of coins. The old member and the young member are so majestic, can they afford a thousand swords?"
"Can't afford it, can't afford it!"
"Don't say you can't use it. I've never even heard of a sword worth a thousand swords."
"The heroes killed dozens of corrupt officials and powerful bullies. I'm afraid these words are not false."
"..."
The rogues started talking one after another.
The pawnbroker scratched his head and said, "They are all so hungry that they can eat crabs. How can they only take a penny from Brother Bai? Is it bad to use it all to buy food?"
Bai Er said: "You know the ball. This kind of man is the real hero. Even if he starves to death, he will not take money randomly. What is that word called? No... not much wealth. Alas, I can't remember, anyway.
That is, you don’t take what you shouldn’t take. You don’t take it even if you starve to death. You are very stubborn and different from us.”
"Isn't that just a fool?" the pawnshop clerk laughed.
Bai Er said contemptuously: "I can't explain it to you. People like you will only be a gangster for the rest of your life. I have to learn the real skills and be a hero like that. I can go everywhere in the world, so I won't be stuck in Baishi."
Huddle together. First kill the dog Bai Zongmin to take revenge, and then go to Tokyo to see the Dog Emperor..."
"Second brother, don't talk nonsense!" The gangsters were frightened.
The emperor in Tokyo doesn't matter, the main thing is that the novice member is called Bai Zongmin, he is the real emperor here!
