Liu Dajun used to study in the mountains with his masters, but because of his poor qualifications, he was persuaded by several masters to quit the mountains.
But the martial arts and medical skills he learned were enough for him to stand alone at the foot of the mountain.
Who knows that a wise man will always make mistakes. Because of his negligence, sixteen years ago, the son of the Zhang family, a wealthy family in the town, was crippled.
Liu Dajun was afraid of the Zhang family's revenge, so he endured the humiliation and settled down in Taoyuan Village.
I sit in a wheelchair and go to the clinic every day, and I also earn a lot of money.
Liu Dajun had to work hard and use what he had learned in his life to fight against Zhang Lei.
Who would have known that Liu Dajun had been disabled for sixteen years and now that all his martial arts skills were wasted, how could he be Zhang Lei's opponent?
After receiving several punches, Liu Dajun spit out a mouthful of blood and quickly ran to the backyard.
He clearly knew that his junior uncle was currently treating his daughter, but he had to do this in order to survive.
At this moment, Wang Gensheng held the vat with both arms and poured his vitality into it.
But there was a rumble, and a person rolled over from the main house, like a rubber ball.
Looking sideways, he saw several men with vicious looks rushing in.
The leader was extremely ugly and looked like a black bear encountered in the mountains.
"Who are you and why are you breaking into private houses?" Wang Gensheng frowned and was currently treating his eldest wife.
Zhang Lei looked over and almost laughed.
Where did this savage come from? He was wearing ruffled clothes and straw sandals.
Especially my hair, which was as messy as a clump of grass, as if it hadn't been washed for many years.
"Boy, who are you? Don't mind your own business." How could Zhang Lei take Wang Gensheng seriously?
He looked like an orphan, or a wild child who came to Liu Dajun's house to seek treatment from Liu Dajun.
Wang Gensheng didn't look at Zhang Lei, but lifted Liu Dajun up: "Who is he?"
"Little uncle, this person is my nephew's enemy. My nephew endured the humiliation just to avoid him. Who knew he would come to visit me?
Junior uncle, save me." Liu Dajun's face was covered with blood, as if he was in pain and wanted to die.
"Trash, it's a great shame and humiliation for our master to have a disciple like you." Wang Gensheng pushed him away and sneered.
Zhang Lei looked at Wang Gensheng. His appearance was not shocking, but his tone was still shocking.
"Haha, Liu Dajun, you are a loser. You just found a savage to stand up for you?" Zhang Lei shouted loudly.
Wang Gensheng swept away his sword eyes and revealed a sneer: "Get out."
"Looking for death." Zhang Lei shouted and raised his fist to hit Wang Gensheng.
"Haha, you also know Shadowless Fist. It's not a shame for Liu Dajun to be defeated by you." Wang Gensheng said coldly.
Although Zhang Lei's fist is fast, it is not as fast as Wang Gensheng's punch.
With just one punch, Zhang Lei squatted on the ground and even vomited out the bitter water in his stomach.
Several men led by Zhang Lei each took out wooden sticks and attacked Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng is such a good person, he can always deal with several people with ease.
In just a minute or two, several people were beaten to a pulp and moaned again and again.
Zhang Lei knew that he was no match for this man, so he took several of his men and fled in a hurry.
Liu Dajun walked up to Wang Gensheng and knelt down in front of Wang Gensheng again, trembling all over.
"Nephew, I have driven away your enemies, what are you still afraid of?" Wang Gensheng asked with a laugh.
"Uncle Master, my daughter is still cooking in the vat, please go and save her!" Liu Dajun cried.
I wipe it!
Wang Genfa slapped his head hard. He was only focused on fighting and forgot about the real thing.
At this moment, the water tank was boiling with bubbles, as if it was boiling.
"You really want to cook my wife before you put out the fire!" Wang Gensheng shouted.
Liu Dajun was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he could only swallow his anger.
It was obviously you who put Xiaohui in the pot to boil, but now you are blaming me.
Liu Dajun brought two buckets of water and put out the fire under the water tank.
Wang Gensheng walked to the water tank, raised his fist, and punched it.
There was just a banging sound, a big hole was broken in the water tank, and water poured out like a column.
The tank of water was quickly drained, and Wang Gensheng picked Liu Xiaohui up from the tank.
I saw Liu Xiaohui lying limply and without any vital signs.
Sun Qiaohong woke up, saw her daughter like this, and stumbled towards her.
"Wang Gensheng, you murderer of a thousand swords, give me my daughter back."
Wang Gensheng hugged Liu Xiaohui and strode towards the main room, completely ignoring Sun Qiaohong.
Liu Dajun grabbed Sun Qiaohong and said, "Qiaohong, my uncle is saving his daughter. Please stop making trouble."
In the bedroom, Wang Gensheng took out the silver needle and inserted it into Liu Xiaohui.
After a while, Liu Xiaohui's face slowly turned rosy.
Wang Gensheng stood up and said to Sun Qiaohong: "I'll kill that chicken later and stew it to replenish my wife's health."
"Is Xiaohui okay?" Sun Qiaohong's lips twitched and tears flowed down her face.
"It's not completely healed yet, but it will take a few more surgeries before she can recover. Come over here and change my wife into clean clothes." Wang Gensheng
Looking at Sun Qiaohong, her voice was cold.
Wang Gensheng took the silver needle for Liu Xiaohui and prepared to leave.
Liu Dajun walked over and lowered his head: "Uncle Master, please go back after dinner."
"That's fine, so I don't have to go back and cook again." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
Half an hour later, Liu Xiaohui woke up.
Sun Qiaohong went over and helped her up. At this moment, Liu Xiaohui's skin was even more beautiful than snow.
Wang Gensheng stayed at Liu Dajun's house to drink and eat.
Liu Dajun invited people to go to Wang Gensheng's house and reorganize Wang Gensheng's house.
After the sky darkened, Wang Gensheng left Liu Dajun's home drunkenly and walked to his own home.
Although Wang Gensheng's house was dilapidated and in disrepair, it was not bad after Liu Dajun hired someone to repair it.
This is just Wang Gensheng's old house. Wang Gensheng has no impression of the old house.
He staggered towards his home, and when passing by a courtyard, he seemed to hear the sound of running water.
Isn't this Zhang Qiaoling's home?
Wang Gensheng seemed to remember something. He treated Zhang Qiaoling's child during the day.
He has lived in the mountains since he was a child, although he doesn't know much about beauties.
But several of his uncles often taught him secrets about picking up girls.
Therefore, Wang Gensheng has a natural affinity for beautiful women. He had already seen Zhang Qiaoling during the day, and now he suddenly became a little curious.
Although Zhang Qiaoling has given birth to a child, her figure is not out of shape at all.
She is now plump and beautiful.
Wang Gensheng thought of Zhang Qiaoling like a ripe persimmon, and felt even more itchy in his heart.
Especially now that I was drinking, I was even more imaginative.