Jumping off the carriage, the encirclement was further narrowed.
Lu Bei took a quick look and saw a dozen or so extras, all of whom looked scoundrelly and idle.
He is looking for the leader of this group.
Question: How to distinguish the younger brother from the boss at a glance
Answer: Personality.
In the real world, younger brothers wear plaid shirts and tattoos, while older brothers wear suits, leather shoes and slicked-back hair. Many of them choose to wear gold-rimmed glasses, trying to make themselves look like social elites.
In the world of movies and TV dramas, the younger brothers are all armed with guns and bulletproof vests, but the bosses are only armed with pistols and tactical daggers, and they firmly believe that fists are faster within seven steps.
Right now the world...
Lu Bei had just arrived and had not discovered any pattern yet. It might also be that the level of the little hooligans was too low. The boss had no money and could not show his personality, so his attire blended in perfectly with that of his younger brothers.
"Who is the boss among you?"
Lu Bei glanced at him again and said calmly, "Just a friendly reminder, my cousin is the lieutenant of Dashengguan County. I had dinner with the governor Zhu a few days ago. If I get hurt, you won't be able to bear the consequences."
"You talk too much nonsense. I'm targeting playboys like you."
"It looks like you are the boss."
Lu Bei looked at the ruffian who was speaking, calmed down, and continued: "You didn't even give the prefect and the county lieutenant face. Should I say you are bold... or are you fearless?"
"What prefect, what county lieutenant, stop talking nonsense here!" The ruffian sneered.
"I understand. Someone wants you to teach me a lesson. Not only will I keep you safe, but I will also spend money to send you to other counties to eat, drink and have fun for a while."
Lu Bei nodded and hooked his finger at the scoundrel boss with sweat on his forehead: "Don't try to cover it up, it's too fake, you're even sweating. Come on, come and beat me up, and then I'll report to the police and collect the money."
The ruffian was stunned when he heard this, not knowing whether to advance or retreat. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out where he had let the cat out of the bag.
If the enemy doesn't move, I will attack by surprise.
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his body suddenly, rushed to the nearest scoundrel, stretched out his hand and threw a straight punch, hitting him right on the nose.
In an instant, the rascal turned into Zheng the Butcher. He was beaten until blood gushed out and his nose was crooked. It was like he had opened a sauce shop, and all the salty, sour and spicy flavors rolled out.
The remaining hooligans saw this and rushed forward with their fists raised.
Lu Bei rushed left and right in the crowd, and after a few breaths, he knocked the group of hooligans to the ground.
His knowledge of martial arts was limited to the "handsome boy self-defense technique". Boys had to learn to protect themselves when they went out, and he had learned some on the Internet before traveling through time.
At first, he didn't want to learn.
But big data is so powerful. After secretly finding out that he is a handsome guy, I started to recommend related videos crazily.
Things are different now. Lu Bei has gained something from his hard work in the "Demon Slaying Sutra". He is able to crush a dozen ruffians with his strength and speed. He doesn't need any skills and can just go straight to the point of overwhelming the whole crowd.
Wushuang's battle record was perfect, and the scene was so cruel that it was like an adult man being sent to a kindergarten class.
"explain!"
Lu Bei grabbed the collar of the ruffian and punched him. Without waiting for him to beg for mercy, he followed up with another punch: "Be smart, don't be stubborn, my fist is harder."
"I say."
Bang!
"I… "
Bang!
After repeating this several times, Lu Bei felt relieved, and that gave the ruffian boss a chance to speak.
The other party was very sensible. He realized that he had met a pervert and did not want to continue being beaten. He quickly confessed the mastermind behind the incident.
"So that the strong men may know that..."
"Um?!"
"Young man, spare my life."
"continue."
"It was Fourth Brother Feng. He asked us to come."
The ruffian leader burst into tears and cried, "I don't want to offend the young man, but if we don't follow his orders, we won't be able to make a living in Dashengguan in the future. We have no choice but to do this!"
"It's sad to hear this. It must be hard for you to meet such unreasonable people." Lu Bei nodded sympathetically, slammed his fist into the ruffian's face, and crushed it twice before lifting it up.
Admit your mistakes and stand firm when you are beaten.
Don't say that he had no choice. He just knew that he was the one being attacked. As a victim, he had to arm himself with a tough attitude to avoid being bullied in the future.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After three punches, Lu Bei shook the scoundrel boss and wiped the blood off his fist on his clothes: "One last question, let me make it clear, I am a magnanimous person, and I will not pursue the matter of you hitting me."
"Young man, you are so righteous."
The ruffian nodded hurriedly and forced a smile, which pulled at his wounds and looked uglier than crying.
"but… "
Lu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Let me be frank. My eldest cousin is the lieutenant of Dashengguan County. He is a cruel man and likes to chop off people's heads and kick them around for fun. If he finds out that anyone is bullying me, these ten heads of yours will belong to him."
"I dare not. I will tell you everything I know. Please do not alarm the county lieutenant."
"Who is Fourth Brother Feng? Where is he? Where are you going to meet?" Lu Bei pressed.
"I am Feng Si."
The sound came from outside the alley, and a tall and thin figure walked in. The ruffian leader didn't dare to look at him. After being let go by Lu Bei, he crawled away with a group of younger brothers.
Lu Bei ignored these lackeys and frowned, saying, "You dare to show up after someone announced your name. There must be someone behind you. Did Zhu Kui ask you to come?"
The tall and thin man in his sight had dark skin and walked steadily. He was not an ordinary person, which made him feel a little unsure.
There is still too little experience!
"no."
Feng Si shook his head and said bluntly, "Although I know Master Kui, he has never ordered me to do anything. Teaching you a lesson is to vent his anger."
"Looking for trouble? Are you free?"
"You could say that."
Feng Si did not refute and continued, "Master Kui is generous and treats his friends with sincerity. He will definitely not treat me unfairly after this is done."
"That makes sense, but I don't believe it. He must have ordered you to do it."
"It's up to you to believe it or not."
A cold light flashed in Feng Si's eyes, and he strode to Lu Bei, his five fingers turning into claws and grabbing Lu Bei's shoulders.
Lu Bei subconsciously lowered his shoulders and dodged three steps away.
Feng Si let out a light exclamation and laid his claws on it, tearing the wind like silk. The shadows of his claws covered Lu Bei tightly.
Lu Bei only felt claw shadows coming at him from all directions, and his retreat routes were all blocked. He raised his hands to cover his head.
Just when he was thinking that this was a bad idea and was about to spend all the more than 100,000 experience points in his stock, a panel information prompt popped up.
Not many, just about ten.
[You are attacked. After deducting your defense, your health is -1]
[You are attacked. After deducting your defense, your health is -1]
[You are...
Health: 536/550
Lu Bei: …
That’s it
It turns out to be a pewter gun head that looks good but is useless!
After taking a reassurance pill, Lu Bei was no longer panicked. He covered his handsome face with one hand, stepped forward suddenly, and punched the center of the sealed four-sided door with his other hand.
Bang!
Hit the target with one shot.
Feng Si covered his nose and stepped back repeatedly, blood oozing from between his fingers. Tears blurred his eyes and he looked at his prey in disbelief.
That’s not right. Where’s the little bit of cultivation you were promised? How come you’re so resistant to attacks
Lu Bei suffered from his lack of combat experience and confirmed that Feng Si was not as powerful as he had imagined. His bullying buff became blindingly bright and his momentum soared. He rushed to Feng Si with one quick step and punched him continuously, making him cry out in pain.
The offense switched to defense, and Feng Si struggled to resist. He tried several times to figure out Lu Bei's boxing style, but was beaten badly by his disorganized boxing style.
This fast break is a victory of attributes.
After being hit hard several times in a row, Feng Si felt a tightness in his chest. He seized the flaw in Lu Bei's punch and pounced with a tiger roll, creating distance between them in a smooth manner.
After getting up, Feng Si was panting. Seeing that Lu Bei was calm and composed and seemed not to have exerted any strength yet, he decisively took out a dagger from his Qiankun bag.
He threatened in a cold voice: "Boy, your fists and feet are good, but you, the Fourth Master Feng, never relied on your fists to conquer the world, but on this sharp knife."
"What a coincidence, me too." Lu Bei chuckled and took out the Bailian Sword and pointed it at Feng Si.
The blade shone coldly and was much longer than the short knife in Feng Si's hand.
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