Chapter 26: Wu Song Tests Wang Lin With His Bare Hands
Chapter 26 Wu Song tests Wang Lin with his bare hands
At the banquet, Wang Lin was chatting enthusiastically, but Wu Song just drank and became drunk after a while.
Wuhan University was very frightened.
When he returned home, Wu Da couldn't help complaining: "Brother, the junior official has treated my brother so kindly, but you don't appreciate it at all, and you are so rude!"
Wu Song sneered and drank away: "Brother, I always feel that this Wang Lin has ulterior motives. Moreover, he is a poor scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, and he turned into a tiger-fighting hero. Isn't it weird?"
When Wu Song was in Qinghe County, although he had no contact with Wang Lin at all, he knew that the boy whose parents had died was often bullied, and he even helped Wang Lin twice.
There has been such a big change in one or two years... From nothing to a sudden fortune, it is no wonder that Wu Song is doubtful.
"Brother, don't be suspicious. You don't know that the little official is actually Wuquxing Linfan, the reincarnation of Chu Bawang... Once he wakes up, he can fight against tigers!"
Wu Song curled his lips and turned away.
I no longer listened to Wu Da's talk, thinking that these mythical words were just deceiving the ignorant people in the countryside. How could I, Wu Song, believe such nonsense?
Wu Da was helpless: "Well, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Who knows if a small official hunts tigers alone? I've even eaten the tiger meat he gave me."
"Besides, you can't help but appreciate the fact that the junior official has taken such great care of my brother and been so generous to me, right?"
"That's for an ulterior motive! Brother, think about it, our Wu family has nothing to do with him, why would he suddenly act like this? The so-called showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or stealing. I guess he just wants to take advantage of you and my brother! "
"But what a hero I am, Wu Song, how can I be reduced to a thug guarding the courtyard of a rich country man?"
Wu Da was furious: "Wu Er, you are so rude! In short, the petty officials are more kind to me, Wu Da, and our Wu family than anything else. They just remember me when I went to Yuncheng County to deliver my faith. How noble and upright I am. If you continue to slander me, Little official, I don’t recognize you as my brother!”
Wuhan University is really anxious.
Wu Song sighed and remained silent.
He had already made up his mind that since Wang Lin took good care of his brother Wu Da and even helped Wu Da get a wife, he would do something to help the Wang family at critical moments in the future to repay this kindness.
He doesn't say it, but he actually has great ambitions. He is not willing to live his whole life in a poor and remote place like Qinghe County.
He will leave sooner or later.
As expected, Wu Song then followed Wu Da to help in the Juyi Building, but he did not do any work other than occupying a seat to himself, shouting and drinking.
Wu Da was helpless and refused to listen to repeated advice. After all, his brother could only let it go.
But as a result, the restaurant waiters and others became quite resentful.
This Wu Er did nothing, took his salary for nothing, and even got drunk and shouted at them. This is simply unreasonable!
A few days later, Wu Song came to Dian Mao as usual every day, ordered food and drank wine when he sat down, and then went home to sleep until he was very drunk.
Gradually, people went to Wang's house to complain, and soon the news reached Madam Pan's ears.
"Lin Lang, Brother Wu, this brother Wu Er is very lazy and eats and gets drunk all day long. I'm worried that something will happen if time goes by. Why don't you give him some more money and let him go on his own."
Pan Jinlian handed Wang Lin a cup of tea.
Wang Lin chuckled: "What do you care about him? How much wine and meat can a martial artist eat? If he is willing to do this, then just support him."
Pan Jinlian frowned: "But this servant has a lot of grievances..."
Wang Lin laughed loudly, grabbed the little girl and held her in his arms, kissing and stroking her for a long time. The little girl was so embarrassed that she had to raise her little hands to beg for mercy.
How could Wang Lin rest? He didn't care about the broad daylight and simply picked up the young lady and went straight to the bedroom. Pang Chunmei quietly left the room with a red face.
The sound of rain subsided and it was already afternoon. My mother sat contentedly in Linlang's arms. She habitually drew circles on his chest with her hands and said softly: "My lord, why do you treat such a reckless drunkard so favorably?"
"Jin Lian, you have all misjudged him. Wu Er is not a reckless man. He has high martial arts skills and great ambitions. It's just that he is not at the right time and his talents are not met."
At this time, Yan Xijiao was heard saying softly under the window: "My lord, Madam, that Wu Er was drunk and was making trouble in the front yard."
Wang Lin frowned and turned over to sit up. Pan Jinlian quickly helped him change his clothes.
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forecourt.
Wu Song's face was flushed, he was drunk, staggering around, chasing his servants in the courtyard, yelling and beating them.
Wang Lin took a deep breath.
He treated Wu Er with great patience and tolerance. He probably guessed that Wu Er probably meant to test him, but this did not mean that he had no bottom line.
"Wu Er, what are you doing? You want to get drunk and go back to rest. Why are you making such a fuss in my house?"
Wu Song glanced sideways at Wang Lin and laughed wildly: "Young official, after drinking wine, I want to use my hands and feet. Since they don't dare to fight with you, why don't you come and give me a lesson?"
When Wang Lin saw that Wu Song's words were clear and logical, he knew that he was pretending to be drunk.
Most likely he came here to test his martial arts skills on purpose.
Wang Lin hesitated a little, thinking that it was necessary to compete with Wu Song. Although he was definitely not his opponent, how big the gap was still had to be fought.
Wang Lin waved his hand and ordered his servant to get his bright silver gun.
The servants of the Wang family were very happy and came to watch the master deal with Wu Song.
Wang Lin held the gun in his hand and was a hundred times more confident.
He saw Wu Song standing there with nothing but his bare hands. Knowing that Wu Song looked down on him, he fired a gun into his pocket and used all his strength.
Wu Song didn't take it seriously. He raised his hand and turned sideways to grab the gun pole that Wang Lin was swinging towards.
But when the gun barrel was grasped, a majestic force immediately shook Wu Song's tiger's mouth, and his hand was almost shaken away. His expression suddenly changed, thinking that this little guy is so strong!
At least as good as him.
Putting away some of his contempt, Wu Song shouted loudly and grabbed the gun with all his strength.
He didn't know that although Wang Lin's martial arts skills were not as good as his, the most proud part of his body that had been transformed by tiger blood was his brute strength and vitality. Wang Lin also yelled and struggled to draw back the silver spear.
The strength of the two collided, and they were evenly matched. Wang Lin's bright silver spear did not escape.
On a whim, Wu Song immediately let go, leaped towards Wang Lin with a jade-huan step, and punched him in the chest with his reaching hand.
Wang Lin took two steps back in pain, but the bright silver gun was still in his hand.
He secretly sighed in his heart, as expected, the gap was quite large. If it weren't for brute force, he would never have been able to make it three times under Wu Song.
It seems that the difference in force value does not necessarily represent the difference in martial arts.
Wu Song's true strength is much higher than that of Yang Zhi and Hua Rong!
Wang Lin waved his hand and shot him in the head. Wu Song did not hesitate and immediately jumped to avoid it.
Wang Lin's shot landed on the ground with great force, making a loud bang and sending smoke and dust everywhere.
Wu Song smiled softly, clapped his hands and turned around: "My martial arts skills are not bad, but you are not a match for me. Please come back for advice another day."
Wu Song swayed towards the door of the mansion.
He said this, but he was actually shocked in his heart. Although Wang Lin's martial arts is not as good as his now, it is hard to say in the future. Is this really some kind of martial arts star Linfan?
Wang Lin sneered in his heart, suddenly dropped the gun, took off the bow and arrow from the weapon rack on one side, silently recited "Kuai Shou" and "Crossing the Yang with a Hundred Steps", and shot the arrow with a whoosh.
Wu Song felt a warning sign in his heart, and just as he was about to dodge, Wang Lin's arrow flew past his ear like lightning. A red flower on his temple was penetrated and taken away, and the petals scattered in the air.