Dedicated his life to martial arts.
Devoted his life to martial arts.
Relying on it to serve the country, relying on it to bring honor to his family, relying on it to build his career. From his youth to his youth, to his middle age, to his old age, every day, every year.
He used to think that dying on the battlefield was the most glorious death. He used to think that he would gamble everything to fight and calmly face any outcome. He thought that all victories were worth celebrating and all defeats were worth savoring. Until that afternoon … he would never, ever forget that day.
He had suffered a humiliating defeat.
He was thoroughly defeated, defeated in an incomparably embarrassing manner, defeated in a muddle-headed manner. Moreover, he endured the pain of shaving his white hair.
He became bald, but he didn't become stronger.
This was simply the saddest thing in the world.
And the source of all this was that little girl, who looked righteous but didn't do anything, who threw a can of shit that fell from the sky …
When enemies met, their eyes would turn red. The enmity of having shit thrown at them was absolutely irreconcilable. The Old Boxer gritted his teeth, "She also came?
Very good, very good, I knew it. This matter is also related to her. Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph, this old man today, this old man today … "
"Old Chi?"
A person beside him asked cautiously, "Young Master Wuhen, we're still waiting for you to send back the news …"
This time, the team of six people was headed by Young Master Wuhen, assisted by the Old Boxer, and the other four were all assistants and subordinates. Their team had a strict hierarchy and a clear division of labor. The subordinates only needed to obey their superiors, listen to their orders, and work hard to move forward. Apart from that, they weren't allowed to ask any questions.
Therefore, although this guy was curious as to why the Old Boxer had shaved his white hair, changed into a new set of clothes, and sprayed a lot of spices on his body, he still suppressed his curiosity. Because looking at the grief and indignation on Old Chi's face, he knew that he must have suffered some kind of unbearable burden …
But even so, he still had to remind Old Chi not to lose his mind because of personal grievances and cause Young Master Wuhen's plan to collapse.
"Don't worry …" The Old Boxer squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "This old man knows what's important and won't ruin Young Master Wuhen's plans!"
He stared fixedly at the carriage, his eyes flashing with hatred: "Go back and report to Young Master that the enemy is divided into two groups, one in the open and one in the dark.
On the surface, they are just a bunch of scoundrels. Their leader is also not worth mentioning. They are just a bunch of mobs. As long as we capture the enemy leader and show them our strength, they will scatter … "
"As for the hidden force …" The Old Boxer grinned grimly, "I'll track them down and deal with them myself, especially … especially that little b * tch who threw sh * t. I'll give her a taste of her own medicine. I'll pour a bucket of sh * t on her!
Let her have a taste of this! "
As he said this, the old resentment in his heart was aroused again. The Old Boxer suddenly clenched his right hand, and a tile next to his hand was crushed into flour. Senran Old Chi said, "At such a young age, she actually dared to throw sh * t. She doesn't even know how to use such a despicable method … This old man will drown all these perverts who play with sh * t and urine in the latrine!"
Sun Lang suddenly raised his head and made a sound of surprise.
Hu Shouxin, who was beside him, had his head wrapped in a scarf and his face covered with a sweat towel, looking mysterious and sneaky. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Sun Lang touched his head and said, "I don't know … I have a very inexplicable feeling, as if someone was courting death and caused some kind of information interference."
Hu Shouxin rolled his eyes and said, "What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight? What information interference?
Oh, I remember that you told a story like this before. Something about Liang Chunri, the reincarnation of Buddha, and Chang Youxi, the girl with a mechanism created by the Ten Thousand Scrolls of the Way … "
The ranger made a sound of surprise and said, "I told this story before?"
"… You even forgot about it yourself."
Hu Shouxin pursed his lips and said, "At that time, everyone liked to listen to your stories. Although they all knew that you were talking nonsense with a straight face, it still sounded very interesting … Let's not talk about this anymore. It seems that the other party has already dug a hole for you to jump into. How are you going to fight then?"
Sun Lang revealed a wise smile and said, "Humph, what kind of ability is it to use force to subdue people?
You see, I only need to lightly point and this group of thieves will be terrified … My dear friend, you don't have to believe me. It's time for you to know my other name. That's right, I'm the brother of the legendary Four-Eyebrowed Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Dafeng! "
He stretched out two fingers and smiled proudly. "It doesn't matter if the opponent is a man or a woman, I only need to lightly poke or flick … If it's a woman, I'll use my Pee Leaking Finger!
If it's a man, I'll use my trashy magic!
I'll kill both men and women, and I'll always succeed. Are you afraid? "
Hu Shouxin looked at him as if he was looking at social trash. "… I'm not afraid."
Sun Lang didn't get angry. He smiled proudly and said, "Don't panic. After this battle, you'll be afraid."
Hu Shouxin saw his mysterious face and rolled his eyes. He said resentfully, "I'd like to see what kind of tricks you can play … The other party is speeding up. Follow closely."
Sun Lang looked up and saw that the macheteman's footsteps were much faster. However, for Sun Lang and Hu Shouxin, it was very difficult to lose this macheteman with good martial arts. Moreover, although the other party was speeding up, he was still deliberately going easy on them … It was probably that Young Master Wu Hen's idea to make everyone feel nervous, so that they would drop their vigilance and enter the encirclement they had set up in advance. It was really a powerful layout.
Sun Lang pretended to be anxious and quickened his footsteps to continue following closely. At the same time, he chatted with Hu Shouxin.
This group of ruffians and scoundrels, in addition to a little hoodlum who harbored evil intentions, and a military ruffian who had retired from the army to become a ranger and whose martial arts were mediocre, were walking step by step into Young Master Wu Hen's flawless encirclement. Several miles away, the elegant and noble young master was listening to the information sent back by his subordinates. Then, he said with a smile, "That's good. This will give Elder Chi a chance to take revenge … And now it seems that the female doctor is in that carriage."
He stood up and stroked the long sword at his waist. He smiled gracefully and said, "Come, welcome the guest."
On the other side, the Old Boxer was like a patient leopard. He lowered his body and quietly moved forward between the buildings. He locked onto the two carriages and waited for Young Master Wu Hen's signal.
So far, all of Sun Lang's arrangements and arrangements were under the supervision and control of Young Master Wu Hen's side.
This wave looked … really f * cking stable.