I am not Song Qinzong

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42 Street Fighter

There are crowds of concerts, and the well market is noisy.

Zhao Huan led his daughter-in-law, sister-in-law and sister-in-law to play and go to Dongzhifang.

I saw a group of people on the street surrounding and watching, and someone inside shouted: "The villain came from a long way. If you can't go to relatives, you will be out of trouble. Fortunately, you have a few hands and feet close to you. Let me show you to all benefactors. If you are satisfied, you can reward three or five sons at will, which can be regarded as a solution to the urgent need of the villain."

"Brother, if there are entertainers, let's go in and see them too." Zhao Fujin said anxiously.

It is true that she often goes out of the palace, but it is the first time to be in the market, so she wants to see everything new.

Beside, Zhu Fengying did not speak, but stared at the prince with her bright eyes.

Zhao Huan waved his hand, the Zhang brothers walked inward, Li Cheng and Liu Zhengyan were guarding on both sides, pushing inward.

"Straight mother thief, rush to reincarnate!" Someone cursed.

"Hmm~" Zhang Zhongxiong stared over, and the dissatisfied melon eaters immediately dared not say a word.

Big five and three thick, with a tough face, he is not easy to mess with at first glance, and few dare to talk long-winded.

When I got to the innermost part, I saw the man wrapped in a face scarf, revealing two dark eyes.

Tuan Tuan bowed and closed his fists at his waist.

With a soft shout, a straight fist was thrown out, facing Zhao Huan's direction.

Huh~ A gust of wind blows towards the door.

It was so powerful, Zhao Huan secretly sighed.

As experts, Zhang Bofen and the others could see the power of this man even more, so they moved forward calmly and stood in front of Zhao Huan.

In the arena, the man punched out, and the punch was fast.

It's like a storm, it's dizzying.

Zhao Huan couldn't see the routine, but felt that it was too tight, and he couldn't help but want to solicit.

drink~

While drinking lightly, the man retracted his fists and stood up. Seeing that his face was not red and he was not panting, it was obvious that he still had strength left.

"Good punch!" Zhao Huan cheered.

"Play it again..."

"What the hell, it's boring..."

Some of the melon-eating crowd booed, and some shook their heads and left.

The man ignored it completely, sang a song, and said: "Let the villain show off the gun stick again."

As he said that, the man raised the whistle stick on the ground, cupped his hands and said: "The villain only has one stick, benefactors, take care."

As soon as the words finished, he lifted the whistle stick upside down and slammed it down.

Bang~ Amidst the muffled sound, the tip of the stick went straight into the bluestone slabs paving the street.

Looking at the depth, I'm afraid there may not be more than an inch.

This is a flat-headed whistle stick, and there is only one hole in the stone slab, and there are no cracks around it. The control of its strength is horrifying.

"Good~"

Shocking applause rang out.

This is no better than punching and kicking, it is really powerful, and the onlookers can see it, so they do not hesitate to praise,

The man picked up a plate and said: "Small man, people who come from afar come here to work in expensive places. Although they don't have amazing skills, they are all made by benevolent officials. They boast from a distance and show off near them." , I’d like to give you some silver and two copper coins, and I’ll let you stop teaching.”

The man ransacked the dishes, but no one paid him.

The onlookers only watched the excitement, and the emotional applause was just to cheer. Who would give him money?

What's more, some people have already dispersed.

The man said, "Look at the officials and hold up your hands", and then came to Zhao Huan.

"The teacher is good at punching and kicking."

While admiring, Zhao Huan took out an ingot of twelve taels of silver, threw it into the plate, and said: "The teacher is very capable, and I don't like you very much. Only these ten taels of silver are just a sign of insignificance. Don't think it's trivial!"

The man got the silver, held it in his hand, and said: "I have been doing art for three consecutive days, and I have not received a penny. I thought that there is no one in Tokyo who knows how to praise our family.

I have met a benefactor today, and I am very grateful.I bow to my family, and I would like to ask the benevolent official Gao's surname to make the villain spread throughout the world. "

Zhao Huan replied: "Teacher, how much are these things worth? No thanks."

"What kind of bird is Wu Nasi? Where is the idiot? How dare you break the rules of my street!"

While shouting and shouting, I saw six big men emerge from the crowd, the first man opened his eyes, and shouted: "This guy has learned these shotgun sticks, and he wants to come to my street to be brave, but he doesn't first come to honor my family's yamen.

I have ordered everyone to stop paying attention to him. How can you show off your wealth and reward him with silver to destroy the prestige of my yamen! "

Zhao Huan's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted: "I rewarded him with silver taels, but what did you do?"

I just dismissed Gao Ya Nei, but I don't want to get another Ya Nei. Is the Ya Nei in Kaifeng city endless?

The big man shouted: "You thief dare to answer my words?"

While drinking, the big man made a gesture to arrest Zhao Huan.

Zhang Bofen stepped forward earlier, stood in front of him, and shouted: "Where did the thief come from, dare to speak rudely to my son!"

"It turns out there is a history!" With a sneer, the big man raised his fists and punched Zhang Bofen in the face.

When Zhang Bofen was about to align with him, he saw the instructor rushing up from behind, grabbing the big man's turban with one hand, and the waist and hips with the other hand, looking at the pocket on the big man's ribs, he staggered and fell to the ground .

But the man struggled to get up, and was kicked over by the instructor again.

The man didn't struggle anymore, he just shouted: "Brothers, let's stick together!"

"Fuck it!"

While shouting, several big men rushed forward one after another.