Chapter 70: Robbery
The first one who rushed up was punched by Zhang Nianzu, and his face was covered with blood. The second one was grabbed by the arm and thrown away, and his arm was dislocated. The third one rushed up and tried to kick, but Zhang Nianzu kicked him into the flower bed first...
The middle-aged leader held a glass of red wine and said slowly: "This kid is quite good at fighting."
Uncle Bao glared at him fiercely, not for any other reason, but because with himself as the leader , the middle-aged leader's behavior just now was too frivolous. Those present were all the elites of the Black Panther Gang, and it was really inappropriate for the middle-aged leader to joke like he was training a dog. But he couldn't say anything, these middle-level gang members were unruly to put it nicely, but in fact they were all rough and uncouth, and they had been hanging out in places of red light for too long, so naturally their words and deeds could not be solemn.
Uncle Bao has been the second in command and military advisor of the Black Panther Gang for so many years because of his caution. In the afternoon, his own place was attacked by someone , and the other side had only one person. He felt something was wrong so he summoned the backbone members to defend. He himself was fearless, but no matter whether you are Zhuge Liang or Zhang Fei, since you have protected Liu Bei, you have to make sure that nothing goes wrong for the boss. Now, there is a small episode like Zhang Nianzu, which makes him feel a little unhappy.
The battle in the yard was still going on. Just when more than ten people pounced on Zhang Nianzu, more than 20 people ran to the door and blocked it. Their logic was very simple - there were dozens of people on their side, and the opponent's only choice was to escape. Only by blocking the opponent's path could they finally achieve success. Fighting also requires thinking!
However, what no one expected was that Zhang Nianzu not only did not run, but was getting closer and closer. He punched and kicked back, and each time he made a thug stumble back. As for other people's attacks, he would take some of them, and some were stopped by his speed advantage halfway. Zhang Nianzu's concept at this moment was also very clear. If he dodged all those attacks, the waste of physical strength would increase. Compared with a few moderate hits, the cost would be higher. Moreover, even if he was surrounded, the opponent's punches and kicks were also in order. As long as he recognized their order and arranged the priority and later levels, he could achieve the goal of less beatings and more income. Fighting, if the hardware facilities can support it, does require thinking.
Bang—ouch—bang—ah—
The henchmen were beaten out of the circle one by one.
The middle-aged leader was somewhat stunned. At first, he was not worried at all. He had seen many people who could fight. In the ordinary sense, a person who could fight could only fight three or four people at the same time. He had also encountered people with excellent innate conditions and special training who could fight five or six people. But when a person faced dozens of people, there was no need to guess the outcome. It just depended on how long he could hold out. But the kid on the field seemed to have held out for too long . Not only did he hold out, he was also very steady and serious. It was as if he really wanted to win...
This is like playing chess. You have all the chariots, horses, cannons, and pawns, but the opponent has only one general and no elephants, only one horse. Normally, in this situation, everyone would just watch the joke and place a small bet that the opponent will be killed in a few moves. But now, the opponent has only one horse and is playing very well, and the game is so close that it is hard to tell who will win. Even if you win, you won't show your face...
Someone next to the middle-aged leader said, "This guy can not only fight, but also can carry. If I had taken so many hits, I would have been finished long ago." The speaker was another big leader. Of course, he said this just to show that he was open-minded and spoke his mind. At this time, no one still believed that Zhang Nianzu could really fight his way out.
Zhang Nianzu began to feel that he was in a tough battle.
Grandpa is also a human being, and his physical strength is limited. During the long-distance running, Zhang Nianzu consumed at least 80% to 90% of his physical strength. At this time, he obviously realized that his strength and speed were not as good as before, and there was a big error in the control of the strength of his punches, and his movements began to deform.
Zhang Nianzu suddenly waved his hand vigorously and shouted, "Stop!"
Originally, this was not a friendly match and the thugs could have simply ignored him, but for some reason everyone stopped fighting temporarily, especially those in the front row, who had a feeling that they would be in trouble even if they continued fighting.
The middle-aged leader said coldly: "Why, you want to surrender now?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "No, I'm tired."
"So?" The middle-aged leader said with a chuckle, "Do you want me to give you a blanket so you can have a good sleep before you fight?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "I don't want to hurt anyone, but if you continue to pester me, I can't guarantee that I won't use heavy hands."
The middle-aged leader glared and said, "You are still acting so high and mighty even at this time? Who can't see that you are going to be defeated soon?"
Zhang Nianzu looked at him and said, "Why don't you give it a try?"
The middle-aged leader took a sip of the red wine in his glass and said, "Who am I to fight you?"
Zhang Nianzu said, "Tell me something clearly. Do you want to continue fighting?"
"Nonsense!" said the middle-aged leader.
"I'm sorry!" As soon as Zhang Nianzu finished speaking, he punched the thug in front of him, knocking him back violently, and then fell to the ground without saying a word.
The gang members started to riot again and rushed over with a common hatred for the enemy.
Zhang Nianzu actually said what was in his heart. Although he and Lei Xiaohu's men had a fierce fight, he didn't really want to hurt anyone, because Lei Xiaohu was also an undeserved disaster. It was natural for a father to want to teach a lesson to the wild boy who seduced his daughter, but it ended up like this without him realizing it. Zhang Nianzu had no feelings for the Black Panthers, but he didn't have any hostility either. At most, he regarded them as thorns on the road, and he wanted to just step away, not uproot them. But now the situation did not allow it. If he didn't take drastic measures, the longer it took, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. Thinking that the scary big guy might be on his way here, Zhang Nianzu felt extremely irritated.
This time there was no screaming, but instead there was the dull sound of fists hitting flesh and the occasional sound of bones breaking. Every time Zhang Nianzu threw a punch, someone fell silently. As he punched, he quickened his pace and walked forward, knocking down those who came towards him and not chasing after those who retreated to the side. It was only a dozen steps from the fountain to the lawn, and several people fell with every step. The total strength of the Black Panther Gang was reduced by half in an instant!
The middle-aged leader's hand trembled! There is a folk proverb that goes "If you are made of iron, you can hammer a few nails." At this moment, it seems that the other party is made of iron, but the nails on his side are all made of wood... He finally understood why a horse could fight with him until now - because this guy can not only walk, but also fly, and can kill horizontally and vertically when he is anxious, and can fight one-on-one. This is cheating! He watched Zhang Nianzu walk towards him step by step, leaving no trace of armor wherever he passed, and the other party's eyes were shining as he stared at him. The middle-aged leader understood one more thing - this kid didn't even think about escaping, and now he has even calculated himself!
The middle-aged leader glanced at the big bosses who were drinking their drinks in a leisurely manner under the eaves, slammed his glass to the ground and shouted, "Stop pretending, come on!"
In fact, they were not pretending, they were just dumbfounded: Is this guy a human? At this time, the middle-aged leader yelled, and the senior executives threw down all kinds of bottles and jars and followed him to help.
But when it comes to fighting, you won’t be good at it just because you are a high-ranking official—the bosses have been on the sidelines for too long… The bosses are not young anymore…
puff--
The middle-aged leader who had always played the role of a hater in this incident also got what he deserved. He was punched by Zhang Nianzu, and his teeth were sparse. His eyes were filled with the symbols of the first row of keyboards, and he lay on the ground motionless. The remaining leaders were not much better than him. Anyone who approached was killed by Zhang Nianzu in an instant. The henchmen in the yard were terrified and moved away from Zhang Nianzu 's path. No one dared to come forward.
Just as he was about to step onto the stairs, a man stood in front of Zhang Nianzu. It was Uncle Bao.
Uncle Bao watched Zhang Nianzu's "episode" gradually become a symphony, his expression was extremely complicated, but it was not fear or shock, but more of deep doubt and puzzlement. He had a high talent for martial arts, and he had worked hard since he was young and never dared to slack off, so he knew the limits of the human body: physical limits, and the limits of resistance to blows. The performance of this young man had exceeded his cognition, and he even wondered how he had achieved this state - with the development of medicine and technology today, maybe it could be done through special means?
Zhang Nianzu looked at Uncle Bao, waiting for him to make a decision, whether to fight or retreat.
Of course Uncle Bao couldn't retreat, not because he was ready to die, but because he still had confidence in himself, and the opponent was at the end of his strength. Under normal circumstances, he would not take advantage of such an opportunity, but at this moment, each of them served their own master, so he had no choice but to give up.
"I didn't expect that I was wrong." Uncle Bao said.
Zhang Nianzu said calmly: "It seems that I can only enter this room if I defeat you." His breathing was difficult to regulate as he spoke.
Uncle Bao didn't say anything else. He used his toes to push away a few unconscious thugs who were blocking his way, with just the right amount of force, not too light or too heavy. Then he spread his hands naturally, slightly wider than his shoulders. It was obvious that he was using some amazing kung fu skills.
"Watch my punch!" Zhang Nianzu didn't waste any words. He stretched out his right arm and rushed forward.
Uncle Bao was even more confused. Although Zhang Nianzu's action of accumulating strength was due to his fatigue after fighting for a long time, it also showed that he had never learned Kung Fu. Could it be that someone could be so powerful just by relying on good innate conditions?
call--
Zhang Nianzu's fist came over, but for Uncle Bao, this speed was obviously half a beat slower. Uncle Bao threw a punch as fast as lightning, hitting Zhang Nianzu's chin hard after being hit first.
Click!
All the muscles on Zhang Nianzu's face trembled. Uncle Bao felt relieved but also a little disappointed. He didn't expect that his opponent would be so vulnerable.
Click!
Then the muscles on his face trembled, and he fell to the ground with a plop and didn't move... He made a fatal mistake: when facing some special enemies, he should not let down his guard as long as the opponent didn't fall. Since Zhang Nianzu didn't fall, his fist also hit Uncle Bao. Of course, this can't be blamed on him. In fact, he lost when he speculated about Zhang Nianzu from the perspective of ordinary people.
Zhang Nianzu rubbed his chin and looked down at him, confused: "I thought he was a master, but after all this trouble, he turned out to be..."
Seeing this, all the stragglers in the yard fled through the gate.
Zhang Nianzu walked into the house. The lights in the villa were on, but there was no one inside. Zhang Nianzu was about to call Lei Tingting when Lei Xiaohu suddenly rushed down the stairs with a RB knife in both hands and a roar. The blade slashed at him swiftly. Zhang Nianzu did not dodge or evade, but stretched out his right index finger upwards -
bite!
The RB knife broke in the middle, and the blade shot out, smashing the glass and flying away.
Lei Xiaohu was about to chop the wild boy in half, but unexpectedly, the RB knife rebelled in the middle of the swing. He originally swung it in a circle, but at this moment he used too much force and the handle of the knife almost hit his crotch. He staggered a few steps before he could barely stand firm, and then stared blankly at the half of the blade in his hand, and froze there for a while...
"Zhang Nianzu!" A crisp voice came from the entrance of the building, and then Lei Tingting also jumped down. This time, Zhang Nianzu opened his arms. He caught Lei Tingting and spun around in a big circle on the spot, and then the two young people kissed each other.
Lei Xiaohu held the half-drawn knife and watched the wild boar eat his cabbage. He really didn't know whether he should continue to chop the bastard to death. Zhang Nianzu suddenly pressed his hand towards him and said, "Put it down."
Of course Lei Xiaohu would not listen to him, but he also felt that there was no point in chopping again, so he just stood there with a furious look on his face.
Zhang Nianzu ignored him. He looked down at Lei Tingting and said, "You've lost weight."
"You've lost weight, too."
Zhang Nianzu smiled and said, "I'm not thinner, I'm stronger."
Lei Xiaohu: “…”
Zhang Nianzu realized that now was not the time to talk to each other, so he waved to Lei Xiaohu and said, "Sit down."
Lei Xiaohu: “…” This is my own home!
Zhang Nianzu sat down first. He took a breath and said, "Do you know why I came here?"
Lei Xiaohu sat down helplessly, and heard Zhang Nianzu say, "Because you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked."
The skin on Lei Xiaohu's face moved, but he didn't say anything this time. He would have thought this sentence was ridiculous before - most of the time it should be him who should say this, but today he couldn't express his opinion. Looking out the window from where they were sitting, the yard was full of people lying on the ground, most of them motionless, some of them occasionally twitched their limbs. If Zhang Nianzu's actions were out of Uncle Bao's cognition, then Lei Xiaohu was still completely confused.
Lei Tingting asked in surprise, "What happened outside?" She had been locked in the room and only vaguely knew that there was trouble outside, but she didn't see what happened.
Zhang Nianzu smiled at her, then explained to Lei Xiaohu: "I'm not talking about me, but someone who is much more terrifying than me."
Lei Xiaohu finally regained his ability to think. He said in a deep voice, "Are you talking about the person who kicked my place this afternoon?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "His target is Tingting, so Tingting is in danger here."
Lei Xiaohu stared at Zhang Nianzu and said, "Will Tingting be safer if she follows you?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "No, but I will try my best."
Lei Xiaohu looked out the window again. The other party's meaning was very clear: My best effort is always better than yours.
Zhang Nianzu had already stood up and said, "I've taken the person away. You...you take care of yourself." He didn't know what to say.
Lei Tingting asked: "What if my dad is in danger?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "Don't worry, your father is of no use to him."
Lei Xiaohu: "..." He was a big brother who dominated the world, but now he was abandoned like a worn-out shoe. If the knife in his hand had a point, he would have thrown it away like a flying knife...
