Chapter 228 How can I know that it is not a blessing
Meng Tian stepped forward, and the long stick in his hand shook, stabbing it out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, but he was heading for Zhu Da's three routes!
He came up with his first attack move, and those who knew some martial arts were nodding. The boy from the Meng family was not vague. He was not learning the routine of performing arts, but he could really beat and kill people.
Meng Tiandong, Zhu Dadong, Zhu Da's movements are also thorny!
Everyone onlookers took a breath. Those who knew what to do felt that this was really cruel. They were going to lose both sides, while those who didn't know what to do felt nervous. Such a fight was completely different from the fights they usually saw.
The two of them entered the range of each other's wooden sticks, both of them were on the momentum of rushing forward, and they were about to collide in an instant. At this distance and at this opportunity, only by moving forward resolutely is too late to change, and change is more likely to lose the opportunity in front of them!
Meng Tian roared angrily, and it was faster again. He felt that he could not change, and Zhu Da could not change. It was just who hit the opponent first. Now, he looked faster and the wooden stick was closer to the opponent in the front. After hitting such a force, it would inevitably lead to painful twitching. At that time, you would lose all your might and have no face to persecute the innocent.
But just about two feet apart, Zhu Da shook his upper body suddenly, and the wooden stick in his hand swung, and the two sticks touched each other. Of course, Meng Tian thought of the other party's block, but he had thought of this long ago. How could the momentum of the forward rush be able to break through?
With a "touch", Meng Tian did not expect that Zhu Da's power was so great. He couldn't help but tilt it. He wanted to tilt it back but couldn't. Zhu Da's wooden stick did not retract it after colliding, but instead instantly suppressed Meng Tian's Qimei stick.
The two were still hedging, and the stick was only attached. During the wrestling process, the sticks changed from flat to tilted. Meng Tian competed with others and never suffered any loss in strength. But this time, he felt that his arms were out of control. From flat to tilted, from poking to trench, Meng Tian did not adjust, but felt that Zhu Da's wooden stick had a thousand pounds of force and kept pressing over.
In the eyes of outsiders, these two men were both holding their sticks in front, and Zhu Dage blocked them, and both sides fought each other with each other. Although Zhu Da played back, he seemed to have taken advantage of the momentum and directly suppressed them. The onlookers were confused about this change. Whether it was a worker who knew some martial arts or a farmer, Meng Tian was the best in any way, but suddenly he lost the initiative.
The two sides rushed and stopped suddenly. Meng Tian felt the pressure was huge again and subconsciously plucked up his strength. But suddenly, the person in front of him dodged away. He used all his strength forward in the space, and he could not hold it back at all. Without balance, he staggered forward and stood firm after staggering for two steps. But at this moment, the wind roared, his legs hurt violently, and his whole body turned up and fell to the ground.
There was a burst of exclamation around him, and the two of them were facing each other. Zhu Da had a stick in his hand, and then he gave up a loophole. The wooden stick swept to Meng Tian’s legs and knocked the man to the ground. He was already winning.
The more knowledgeable one frowned and thought, but the layman felt disappointed. Shouldn’t you go back and forth for dozens or hundreds of rounds, how could you decide the outcome in just a few strokes?
Meng Tian endured the severe pain in his legs and struggled to turn over. Before he could move, Zhu Da ticked the waist and abdomen with a stick. The force was not too big, but it made the whole person froze. This was a warning. Meng Tian knew very well what the result would be if he used his strength.
"I lost the stick." Zhu Da said. Meng Tian looked at Zhu Da standing there and did not dare to throw it away in a hurry. The young man who likes to dance with a knife and stick admires the one who is stronger than him, let alone being beaten and hurt.
As long as it is a battle, there shouldn't be any relaxation. Even though it is a competition, Zhu Da still kicked Meng Tian's stick away, then looked at the young man lying there with a look and nodded with a smile.
"Meng Tian, whip six whips, remove this deputy servant status, and come to Tianzhuang to work tomorrow!" Zhu Da shouted coldly.
The audience was really silent, Meng Tian's face was ashamed. Fu Yu suddenly became anxious and rushed out of the crowd without any hesitation. When he was a few steps away from Zhu Da, he knelt down and said loudly: "Master Zhu, is the young man willing to share the punishment, is Meng Tian confused, so please forgive me."
"If you don't have your business, if you want to share the burden, you will get rid of your status as a deputy servant and come to the farm tomorrow..."
"Xiao Fu, you can't go back and explain without your identity. I don't lack this at home, and I do things one by one!"
As the only son, Fu Yu had to wait for his father to grow old without his identity as a white deputy, and he might not even get a suitable identity in the ceremony room. Without this identity, his life would be affected. Fu Yu hesitated and stared at Zhu Da in anger, but after looking at him for a while, he was stunned and fell into hesitation. He looked back and forth and left and right and left without making any sound. He stood up and took a step back and took a step back into the crowd.
This behavior made Meng Tian bow his head deeply, and even the police around him were quite despised. After all, this brotherly friendship was done halfway, which made people even more despised. Some people sneered, and some people pretended to be quiet and said directly, "This reading is to read the conscience, not suffer any loss, and you have to earn a good reputation."
Chang Kai wanted to persuade him, but after looking at the scene in front of him, he looked at Meng Tian who had not yet gotten up, stomped his feet and sighed but stopped talking. The refugees and the farmers were a little confused, so they stared at Zhu Da with insightful eyes widened, thinking that this young man was not just rich? He could actually remove his identity as a servant. This was something that the official master could do. If he figured it out, he was even more awe-inspiring and regretted making trouble with him.
Of course, the white-bodied deputy soldiers were as clear as a mirror. With Zhu Da’s power in Huairen County, it was easy to take off the white-bodied deputy soldiers’ responsibilities. He was really cruel. Those who were the masters in the third and six rooms were not unable to drive out. Such people could beat him again. Meng Tian caused trouble back then, but he was very famous in the local area. But this time he was knocked down just a few times. Zhu Da really couldn’t afford to offend him...
"The whip rolled a stick of incense in boiling water, then changed the water and added salt. Each person was whipped to brush the whip in the salt water, and ten people were whipped to change a bucket of salt water." Zhu Da said coldly.
The servants started to be busy without saying a word. The young policemen all opened their eyes widened, with a look of astonishment on their faces. They thought they would have to make such a whip. This is too ruthless. Who doesn’t know that the whip is soaked in salt water and hit people the most. It’s really like a knife cutting, or a hit in such a cold weather. Thinking about it is torture, but now, who dares to refute Zhu Da’s opinion, can only do it obediently.
Fortunately, there are no shortage of large stoves in this farm, and whips and salt Changkai are ready. The dejected refugees are escorted in rows of kneeling. The middle-aged man who is provoking the head is specially detained. Two more brothers of the Cai family are staring at them, and everyone can see their dazzling eyes.
Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun watched all this, and Zhou Qingyun suddenly asked, "This kid has practiced, what if you lose if you lose?"
"I am 80% sure that I will not lose. You and I will eat a lot of meat every day, and we will practice hard all the time. We are bigger in size and strength than ordinary people. We have guidance from famous teachers, and we have experienced life and death fields, routines, experience and calmness. More importantly, you and I are not practicing alone. Let's think, ask, and think about it. This will understand more than others, and we will practice more clearly when practicing and fighting. If we say that we have a small chance of winning against Wang Hu and the others, we are unlikely to lose against such young people." Zhu Da said incessantly.
With sufficient nutrition, no slack training, and more than twenty years of physical fitness, the body and strength have advantages. Yuan Biao can be regarded as a famous teacher, and his teaching is definitely not bad. Moreover, he has taken two people to experience life and death fights and has rich practical experience. Then his opportunity and calmness in the face of the enemy are far superior to others. Zhu Da was vague about the last reason, which is very critical, because he can think and analyze, and does not practice hard and foolishly. He will continue to analyze and summarize, and he will know more thoroughly than others, which makes him a step further.
This is why Zhu Da is confident. Before the war, he clearly judged the gap between the enemy and me. A young man who came from a county town and had never seen anything, was not very rich in his family, and was not an only son, Zhu Da knew that he could beat him steadily.
The big stove in the farm was already burning fire and water. Because we had to prepare meals for so many people, and there was no shortage of salt and whips, we would soon make the whip that agreed with Zhu Da's request. It was said that the atmosphere in the yard should be very stern at this time, but in fact it was relatively relaxed. The refugees were depressed and were beaten on both sides, but they accepted their fate.
While he was talking, Chang Kai walked to Zhu Da, hesitated for a while before speaking, "Brother Zhu, Meng Tian is actually a good kid, he should be beaten. This deputy soldier's identity is his life for the rest of his life, so I'd better spare me."
Zhu Da smiled and said, "Old Chang, you plead with mercy, I will give you this face. Do you think this is a lifelong life?"
This rhetorical question blocked all the subsequent words of Chang Kai. Chang Kai is not a rash man. It is enough to prove that he can take risks and show kindness when Zhu Da is in trouble. He did not understand Zhu Da's meaning immediately, but he realized that it was not that simple.
Fortunately, it was not difficult to figure this out. Chang Kai pondered for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's better to get a few whips, it's his luck!"
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The police were very impatient with the errands of boiling whips. According to their statement, the whip was soaked in hot water, which seemed to be soaked in boiling water. However, the servants did not dare to be negligent and insisted on doing so. The servants did not seem to be lazy, but were found out several times and were severely punished. They could only do it without any slacking off.
Under impatient mood, young police officers must say a few words
"......This Mr. Zhu is so cruel..."
"...Even if you use a stick to hit a few sticks, you can't whip it..."
".........If you whip down this day, it's like a knife cut..."
But someone else couldn't listen to it. He interrupted in a muffled voice: "If you beat it with a stick, you might be broken if you hit it with a few sticks. You may be beaten to death!"
Chapter completed!