"Don't run!"
Mr. Xu was stunned by the operations of the two masked men, while Mr. Xu swished past Mr. Xu with a stick and chased after him.
Mr. Xu came back to his senses instantly when the cool breeze brought by Mr. Xu running past him blew.
"Second brother, stop chasing me!"
"Hurry, your sister is hungry now, go home quickly!"
Where did these two masked men come from and what they wanted to do, Mr. Xu didn't care at all. All he remembered now was that his precious daughter was hungry and they were still on the road.
Three big men, with no place to stay, if they make their daughter cry from hunger...
Mr. Xu became anxious at the thought of Fu Bao coming home crying. Because his wife must take care of him, who made him feel so hot that he took his daughter to the county seat
Xu Laoer was in a feverish state of mind, and when he heard his father's shouting, he was also startled.
He quickly turned around, got into the carriage, and drove off with his whip.
After the carriage moved forward, four masked men looked at each other in confusion in the woods on the roadside.
Then…
Snapped!
A rather muscular man slapped a particularly thin accomplice on the head.
"Is this what you mean by swaying the tiger away from the mountain and attacking in the east?"
"Damn it, I'll tell you poor scholars like you are trash!"
"Lao Wu, what are you doing?"
Another masked man stopped the strong masked man from continuing to attack, "I agreed to the idea of moving the tiger away from the mountain. But I didn't expect the Xu family to be so cunning."
"Boss, if you ask me, let's just go and rob people!"
The sturdy masked man snorted, "The three of us in the Xu family are here now. There are six of us in total. Even if we are so poor and unable to do anything, there are still five of us. Is it possible that we can't beat three of us?"
"The third son of the Xu family is also a scholar. He can't be beaten at first sight!"
"Old man Xu is getting old, I can knock him down with just two punches!"
"Such a simple thing has to be so troublesome."
"No wonder people say that it takes three years for scholars to rebel."
The sturdy masked man muttered for a while.
So, all the masked men agreed with the strong masked man's proposition. Including the two masked men who had blocked the road with knives before, they also rushed back now.
"Brothers, glory and wealth are here today!"
The leading masked man waved his hand, and with five of his men, he ran wildly and gave chase.
Soon, the six people caught up with the Xu family's carriage.
However, there was a big difference in physical fitness between the six of them. The burly man who ran the fastest caught up with the carriage, while the thin man who ran the slowest and was slapped by him was still half a mile away from the carriage.
On the carriage, Mr. Xu became really angry when he saw the six masked men chasing after him.
"Second brother, keep driving!"
Mr. Xu jumped off the carriage and took the stick that Mr. Xu was carrying before out of the carriage.
Then, the battle begins!
In less than half a cup of tea, the battle was over.
The six masked men were all knocked over by Mr. Xu.
The stick turned like a dragon in Mr. Xu's hand, and landed on the masked man's joints.
The strong man who was quite domineering as mentioned before was the worst. As the first to fight with Mr. Xu, he bore most of Mr. Xu’s anger. He is still grunting on the ground with his kneecaps shattered.
And the last masked man, a thin scholar, took off his mask and knelt on the ground before Mr. Xu's stick fell.
"Old man, don't, don't fight, it's me, I, I was forced!" (End of Chapter)