Chapter 87 Weapon Master
Before answering the question, Zhang Nianzu asked Zhang Xiaoliang: "Are you in any trouble?" Based on his understanding of Zhang Xiaoliang, this child would never ask such a question just because he had a conflict with his classmates or wanted to "dominate the No. 1 Primary School in the city." In other words, the difficulties he had to face were not what any child should face.
Zhang Xiaoliang thought about it for a moment and said seriously, "Well, I did run into a little trouble."
Without waiting for Zhang Nianzu to say anything else, Li Changgui waved to Zhang Xiaoliang and said, "Boy, come here."
Zhang Xiaoliang obediently moved a small stool and sat in front of Li Changgui.
"How old are you today?" Li Changgui had heard about Zhang Xiaoliang from Li Asan and Li Asi, and knew that he was a member of a small tribe. The question he asked was also very strange. It was not "How old are you this year" but "How old are you today".
Zhang Xiaoliang said, "He will be ten years old next month."
Li Changgui nodded and said, "Ten years old is a critical moment for us. No matter what, there should be a result when the soldier turns ten."
Zhang Xiaoliang asked: "Before that? What can I do?"
Li Changgui asked: "What's the situation with the other party?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "There are three of them, two of them are about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other one can be ignored."
Li Changgui narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, warriors are masters of using weapons before their characteristics are manifested. For example, Ah San and Ah Si, these two boys can hunt wild boars with branches when they are thirteen or fourteen years old."
Li Asan said, "Uncle San, you remembered it wrongly. The wild boar was chased to death by the two of us. The branches were just used by us to block the sun."
Li Changgui said to Zhang Xiaoliang: "In short, you have to follow your nature and use all the weapons you can get." He picked up a screwdriver from the ground, weighed it and shook his head, then picked up a wrench. Zhang Nianzu couldn't help but said: "Changgui, don't teach the child bad things..."
Li Changgui threw the wrench away and said to Zhang Xiaoliang, "You can do whatever you want. Using weapons is the first stage of a warrior. When you are strong enough, you may not even bother to rely on weapons."
This time Zhang Xiaoliang thought for a long time, then said, "Thank you, Third Uncle."
Zhang Nianzu was frightened when he heard this. He quickly said, "Xiaoliang, come here."
Zhang Xiaoliang brought a small stool and sat in front of him...
"What's the trouble? Can't you tell me?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "It's just a small problem. I can handle it."
Zhang Nianzu said, "Can you ensure your own safety?" If it were an ordinary child, he would definitely ask until the end, but Zhang Xiaoliang was obviously not an ordinary child.
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "It should be possible."
"Can you ensure that no one will die?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "It should be possible."
Zhang Nianzu said helplessly: "Okay, I believe you, but if you feel you can't handle it, come to me immediately."
Zhang Xiaoliang stood up and said, "Thank you, Brother Nianzu. I'm leaving now." The child said goodbye to the others, went out to the street, got on the bus and left.
Zhang Nianzu looked at his back and muttered, "Even if dozens of people were fighting with knives, I wouldn't be so worried. Changgui, how about I keep an eye on him?"
Li Changgui pressed his hands and said calmly, "Let him handle it himself. If he can't even handle such a small situation, is he qualified to be a soldier?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "But he is only ten years old."
Li Ah Si suddenly said, "Uncle San remembers correctly. When Ah Si and I were thirty years old, we did need to use sticks to chase wild boars."
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After returning to school, Zhang Xiaoliang listened to the lectures attentively as usual and played games with his classmates after class without showing any abnormality. After the school bell rang, he walked out of the classroom, took out the pencil sharpener in his pocket to check it, and walked out of the school gate in the opposite direction as usual.
There was an overpass to the south of the school . At this time in the afternoon, there were few pedestrians on the overpass, and there was a constant stream of vehicles under the bridge. Zhang Xiaoliang walked across the street on the overpass. There was a cacophony of footsteps behind him, so he simply stopped.
Wu Xiaobiao chased Zhang Xiaoliang to his front. He was a little out of breath and said angrily, "You want to run away, you little brat? Do you think running can solve the problem? Did you bring what I told you to bring?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise."
Wu Xiaobiao was surprised and asked, "Why, your father is not at home?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said, "After careful consideration, I think it's better for the adults to solve their own problems. Should we not interfere?"
"Hey——" Green Hair sneered, his hands on his hips, "Are we here to negotiate with you? Did I tell you the consequences when I complained at noon? Do you want to have more holes in your body?"
Green-haired's accomplice took out an iron glove and put it on his hand, constantly knocking on the railings on the overpass, making an unpleasant and monotonous noise.
Wu Xiaobiao said, "You tell me what to do. Do we beat you up or do you kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "I don't want to fight with you, so don't force me."
Green Hair laughed again: "Are you trying to scare me? I was really scared! I'm going to touch you like this--" As he said that, he pushed Zhang Xiaoliang hard on the chest, causing the latter to stagger. He continued to push Zhang Xiaoliang relentlessly and said, "Go ahead and do it!" He stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me." His companion took off the iron boxing gloves and handed them to him.
"I'll let you bleed a little today. If you do it again tomorrow..." Green Hair was threatening when he suddenly saw Zhang Xiaoliang pull out the cotton rope from his sweatpants.
"I'm not raping you, why are you taking off your pants?" Green Hair laughed and cursed unscrupulously, and Wu Xiaobiao and his accomplices also laughed.
"Don't regret it!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xiaoliang grabbed one end of the cotton rope and threw the other end over Green Hair's shoulder. Then he jumped forward and was already behind Green Hair. He grabbed both ends of the rope in his hands and then jumped off the overpass!
Wu Xiaobiao and Green Hair's accomplices watched this shocking scene, and when they came to their senses, Zhang Xiaoliang was already hanging in the air outside the overpass. Green Hair was pulled to the railing by Zhang Xiaoliang's weight, and he subconsciously grabbed the railing with his hands to avoid falling down, but the cotton rope had already cut deeply into the flesh on his neck, and Green Hair's face instantly turned from red to purple, and he couldn't even speak.
As for Wu Xiaobiao and Green Hair's accomplices, they were so frightened that their hands and feet turned cold and they stood there in a daze.
Zhang Xiaoliang was hanging outside the overpass, holding the rope with both hands, with cars whizzing under his feet. Lvmao was digging and kicking behind him, and the sound of his struggle made people feel like they were about to suffocate. Zhang Xiaoliang freed one hand and reached into his trouser pocket, holding the pencil sharpener and passing it back to Lvmao. He said calmly, "Now I give you two choices - first, cut the rope and let me die; second, give up struggling and die!"
Green-haired's eyes popped out of their sockets, and he numbly opened the pencil sharpener with one hand, but he didn't have the courage to cut the rope. After such a short while, his upper body turned purple...
Zhang Xiaoliang said: "It seems that you don't have the courage to kill anyone and you don't want to die either. Then I will give you a third choice: Don't let me see you again!"
Green Hair thought quickly and stretched out three fingers with difficulty and raised them high.
"It seems you chose three." Zhang Xiaoliang grabbed the railing and jumped up.
Green Hair rolled to the ground, gasping for breath. Zhang Xiaoliang held the cotton rope in his hand and stood aside, watching him quietly.
Wu Xiaobiao and Green Hair's accomplices were stunned for a while before they remembered to help Green Hair up from the ground. They looked at Zhang Xiaoliang as if they had seen a ghost.
Zhang Xiaoliang waited until Green Hair had caught his breath before he asked, "Are you guys still going to hit me?"
The three people huddled together, no one spoke, and no one dared to take a step forward, as if there was the magma of hell between them and Zhang Xiaoliang, as if they would be burned if they got any closer.
"If you don't want to hit me, I'll leave." Zhang Xiaoliang put the cotton rope into his trouser pocket and left calmly.
Green-haired man hugged his neck and panted for a long time. He stared at Zhang Xiaoliang's back with red eyes and said hoarsely, "This kid..." After saying three words, he stopped abruptly and didn't even dare to utter a curse.
Wu Xiaobiao cried, "What should we do now?"
Green Hair said in a deep voice: "This is no longer a matter between you and him. I will never let it go!"
