Zhao Tailai walked up to Liu Dajun, raised his prosthetic leg, and kicked Liu Dajun in the stomach.
Sun Qiaohong rushed over, lay on Liu Dajun's body, and looked at Zhao Tailai pitifully: "Zhao Tailai, are you still unwilling to let us go?"
"Qiaohong, it's not that I won't let you go, but you hurt me too much back then. Now you are a loving couple, but I am still alone.
I will never forget this grudge in my life, let me crush him to death." As Zhao Tailai spoke, he grabbed Sun Qiaohong.
Even though Sun Qiaohong is usually extremely fierce, in Zhao Tailai's hands, she is just a well-behaved little sheep without any temper.
"Zhao Tailai, you can kill or cut into pieces as you please, don't embarrass a woman." Liu Dajun fell to the ground, feeling helpless and in pain.
"Haha, I will neither kill you nor chop you. Today, I will put a hat on you in front of you, making it difficult for you to look up and see others for the rest of your life."
Zhao Tailai pulled Sun Qiaohong, put one foot on Liu Dajun's belly, and laughed coldly.
"You'd better kill me!" Liu Dajun lamented in a sad voice.
As a disciple of the Nirvana Sect, it is really an insult to the sect to be insulted like this today.
"Haha, killing you is like killing an ant. I won't let you die so quickly." As he spoke, Zhao Tailai stepped down again.
Liu Dajun screamed and passed out.
In the courtyard, the four men brought by Zhao Tailai couldn't help laughing.
"Master Tai's kung fu is getting better and better."
"Master Tai, Sun Qiaohong is really an old lady, and her charm is still there."
"Haha, Master Tai is going to show off his power today."
Several of his subordinates were talking nonsense, and Liu Dajun woke up, as if life was worse than death.
The far door was kicked open, and a young man walked in from the outside, his face full of anger.
Zhao Tailai and his men looked over and did not recognize him.
Liu Dajun saw it and sighed: "Why are you here? Where is your master?"
The person who came was none other than Wang Xiaotian, who was asked to come by Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng did not expect that someone else came to his door today, and he did not take him seriously at all.
"Brother, the master said that there is no need for him to take action against these little thieves." Wang Xiaotian smiled proudly.
The boxing technique Wang Gensheng taught him by the river just now was enough to defeat six or seven burly men. There were only five people in front of him. Haha, it was more than enough.
Zhao Tai glanced at Wang Xiaotian and shouted coldly: "Go and close the door, let's close the door and beat the dog."
One of his men walked over and closed the courtyard door.
This is a newly made red lacquer wooden door. The previous one was kicked to pieces by Wang Gensheng a long time ago because the courtyard of Liu Dajun's house was too grand.
Zhao Tailai didn't take Wang Xiaotian seriously at all and forced Sun Qiaohong to drink with him.
Wang Xiaotian was furious and rushed over.
Zhao Tailai waved his hand, and four of his men surrounded Wang Xiaotian.
Wang Xiaotian was speculating and selling now, and he practiced the boxing skills taught to him by Wang Gensheng. At first glance, it was indeed majestic.
But it doesn't have much effect, just shoot willows by the river.
They are just dead things, but now the four of them are living things, and they will not stick their heads out for Wang Xiaotian to beat them.
Wang Xiaotian was so tired that he was panting and could not touch their bodies.
On the contrary, he was unable to fight with two fists and received several punches and kicks.
Wang Xiaotian is complaining endlessly. Could it be that the master is deceiving him?
After a while, Wang Xiaotian was also beaten and knocked against the courtyard door, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Just as he was about to open the door, several people rushed over and grabbed him, punching and kicking him again.
"Oh my god, I don't want to play anymore. Stop fighting. It has nothing to do with me." Wang Xiaotian was beaten so hard that he yelled randomly. At this moment, he had forgotten who he was.
The door banged again. When Wang Xiaotian came in just now, the door was not locked.
But this time it was different, there was a thick wooden bolt lying horizontally.
The door bolt was broken, the door rails on both sides fell off, and a young man stood at the door.
One hand held two fishes, and the other held a thin willow stick.
Looking at his two legs, one trouser leg was rolled up and the other trouser leg was loose. The two shoes were like slippers, deformed by him.
Wang Xiaotian saw him, struggled to run to him, and knelt down with a plop: "Master, you are lying to me. The boxing skills you taught are not easy to use at all."
The person standing at the door was Wang Gensheng. He was on the other side of the fish pond. After Wang Xiaotian left, he felt that something was wrong. Zhang Lei had suffered two losses in Taoyuan Village, so he still dared to come.
Thinking of this, Wang Gensheng hurried to Liu Dajun's house before he had time to go home. From far away, he heard the words "close the door and beat the dog."
Wang Gensheng then kicked the door open.
After hanging the fish on an iron hook on the door, Wang Gensheng put a palm on Wang Xiaotian's head and smiled faintly: "Wang Xiaotian, I'm sorry.
I only taught you the moves just now, but I didn’t teach you the skills, so I will teach you some now.”
As Wang Gensheng finished speaking, Wang Xiaotian felt a stream of heat running down from the top of his head, reaching all the limbs and bones on his body.
Could this be the legendary opening of the so-called Ren and Du second line?
Wang Xiaotian was in a trance, the muscles on his face kept shaking, and he made loud sounds from his mouth.
In just five minutes, Wang Xiaotou felt that the pain all over his body had completely disappeared, and now he felt refreshed.
"Wang Xiaotian, you go try again." Wang Gensheng looked funny.
He said that killing a chicken is nothing more than a bull's-eye, so he didn't want to break his promise.
Wang Xiaotian was so frightened that if he asked him to try again, wouldn't he be sent to death?
"Master, I don't dare." Wang Xiaotian looked at Wang Gensheng weakly. The punch and kick just now almost killed him.
"Why don't you dare? If the bones are broken, don't you still have me, master?" Wang Gensheng smiled slyly.
Only by enduring hardship can one become a superior person.
When he was practicing martial arts in the mountains, he was thrown into a pack of wolves by his master. Wang Gensheng was stunned and fought his way out.
When he came out, he had become a bloody man. He didn't even remember how many injuries he had received and how many wolves he had killed.
Gritting his teeth, Wang Xiaotian walked towards the four people again.
These four people just smiled with disdain on their faces. They were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen just now. Now they dared to step forward, but they were just asking for a beating.
"Wang Xiaotian, don't talk nonsense to them, be ruthless, be precise, aim at the vital point, and show no mercy." Wang Gensheng muttered softly at the side.
Zhao Tailai looked at this boy who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a cold smile on his face.
Haha, Liu Dajun deserves to be unlucky. The reinforcements that came are not as good as the others.
Wang Xiaotian fought with four people, his fists dancing wildly and without any plan.