Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

With Murong Fu's current ability, if he wanted to, he could clearly hear the sound of a broken tea cup within a radius of five miles, let alone a group of noisy grass bandits ten miles away.

He was shocked at first and couldn't believe that he could meet water bandits similar to car bandits and Roadhogs on the Bianhe River. But after thinking about it for a while, I thought of something, and then I was relieved.

He wasn't worried at all.

Generally speaking, most of these grass bandits are composed of some refugees and landless farmers. They usually farm the land and look like honest and good people. In their spare time, they do some business without capital.

Most of their leaders are local gangsters. In terms of martial arts, they belong to the third-rate figures who are somewhat famous in small places. They are the kind of people whose nicknames are louder than the others and who die faster in a fight.

The important thing is that most of these people belong to the black and white people, and they generally don't have much control from the official side. Some of them are even white gloves for local officials to make money and improve their political performance, specializing in doing some dirty things that are not visible in the light.

Most people don't dare to mess with this kind of people, and those who can afford it usually don't bother to mess with them.

As for why he became the target of these people, Murong Fu thought about it for a while and understood. It was probably because his ship did not have the mark of an official ship and was too ostentatious, which led to such an innocent disaster.

Murong Fu smiled helplessly.

Gong Yeqian beside him asked for instructions: "Master, do you want to take action?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "Don't worry, it's rare to have such a good show, how can you let it end like this?"

As he spoke, he put his hands on the railing and watched the movement below with great interest.

Gong Yeqian really didn't know what kind of medicine his son was selling in his gourd, so he had no choice but to keep silent and watch the development of the situation quietly.

Xiang Wanghai, a well-dressed man, had his weapons taken away in front of so many people, and he suddenly felt that he was losing face. In anger, he grabbed a waist knife from the hand of the younger brother beside him, shouted and slashed at the strong man's face. If the knife hit, the big man's head would definitely be split into two pieces.

All the boatmen were frightened, the timid ones fell into the water with fright, and the bolder ones were so frightened that their hands and feet became weak. Only a few of them roared: "Stop!"

All this was watched quietly by Murong Fu and Gong Yeqian on the boat.

But he saw the young man smile contemptuously, and the chain blocked the sharp-looking sword, and he did not forget to mock: "Did you learn such a soft sword technique from your master's wife?"

When Xiang Wanghai heard that his proud swordsmanship was ridiculed as a woman's swordsmanship by this big man, he suddenly felt as if there was a pot of hot coals poured with oil in his chest, and the nameless fire burned thousands of feet high.

His eyes were full of sparks, and he wished he could devour this unknown man who had caused him such a huge loss of face.

He roared angrily, and used a machete that looked like a flying sword to hit the big man forty-five times. Normally, he would chop down a wall with such fierce force in front of him.

But today it was like seeing a ghost. The big man was in the same place without moving his feet, and the chain seemed to have a magical power, always sticking to the knife, no matter how fast Xiang Wanghai moved the big knife. , from the beginning to the end, the blade never came within two feet of the big man's body.

Murong Fu looked at Gong Yeqian and said, "How is it?"

Gong Yeqian lightly twirled his beard and said in deep thought: "Master Qi, according to what I have seen, Xiang Wanghai's sword skills seem to be powerful, but in fact they are just a showpiece and cannot be put on the stage. As for the big man who uses the iron chain, he has A bit of real skill, but I guess his original weapon was not an iron chain, but a soft braid, and he should have used a martial art known as the "Spiritual Snake Braid Technique".

This martial arts belongs to the relatively common third-rate martial arts in the world, so it is naturally not suitable for the young master. However, it is really rare for this big man to be able to exert the power of such a third-rate martial arts to such an extent. A martial arts prodigy. "

Gong Yeqian was usually deep-tempered and seldom talked, but Bao Bu Tong's character was completely different from Bao Bu Tong's, who always made trouble with his mouth. The fact that the chained man could be evaluated like this by him showed that he really had something.

Murong Fu nodded, seemingly satisfied with Gong Yeqian's answer.

"In that case, Master, do you want me to go down and help?" Gong Yeqian asked in a deep voice.

Murong Fu shook his head gently: "It's not the time yet, let's wait a while."

"Yes." Gong Yeqian responded respectfully.

Frankly speaking, with the martial arts of Murong Fu and his crew, not to mention a mere hundred or so grass bandits, even a few hundred so-called elite officers and soldiers would only have to make a few more moves.

He mainly wanted to use this grass bandit to see the quality of the people on his side.

When Xiang Wanghai saw that his sword skills, which he was proud of all his life, were blocked by the opponent so lightly, he suddenly felt humiliated and yelled: "What are you all looking at? Chop up these bastards!"

He had lost face today, and now he didn't care about the one-on-one rules of the world. He waved his hand angrily, just to invite people to rush forward.

The young strong man yelled at the trackers who were pulling fiber together: "Brothers, although we work hard, we can't pretend to be cowards after eating other people's food and receiving their rewards! People treat us as human beings, so we can't act like cowards!" You can't help but argue for this! If you have the guts, stay and work with your brothers. If you don't have the guts, we won't blame you. But even if you don't have the guts and want to run away, people may not be willing to let you go in this situation! Stay and follow these bastards If we fight hard, we might still have a chance of survival!"

When all the boatmen saw the heroic figure of the young man fighting the water bandits with an iron chain, they were already filled with excitement. A few of the younger ones picked up the wooden sticks they carried and shouted: "

Mad, fight these bastards! "Damn it, I just had a meal of wine and meat from Mr. Young Master at noon. It was worth it!" Damn it! "

"You are so stupid, do you really think that all men are stupid?"

The crowd was furious for a while, and there were more than ten or twenty young and middle-aged people shouting and shouting together, which was quite powerful. However, more people still lowered their heads in silence, with worries on their faces.

Xiang Wanghai smiled gloomily: "Brothers, we all come from poor families. Brothers have always only robbed these rich people. They have never done anything to the poor. Now let go and leave. I promise Wanghai that I won't hurt everyone." A finger. But if someone doesn’t have eyes and insists on going against his brother, then don’t blame the sword for having no eyes!”

As soon as he finished speaking, several boatmen made some moves, and then the small movements turned into commotion, and the commotion turned into a noise that spread to the entire crowd.

The whole crowd was like a gourd of boiling water poured into boiling oil, and it exploded all of a sudden. They were noisy, cursed, and quarreled, and the scene was chaotic.

On the deck, a boatman suddenly knelt down in front of the boss: "Boss, we are brothers. Although you treat me well, we still have a wife, children, and a large family to support. If we are not brothers, I have no loyalty. But. We really can’t afford to take this risk, so just let me go!”

The captain's face turned the color of pig liver with anger. He is the person in charge of this ship. If something happens, others can run away, and the ship owner will definitely fall on him. Thinking of the terrible consequences, he is anxious and afraid.

Now that he saw his brother who had worked with him for many years looking like such a heartless coward, he was annoyed and heartbroken, and his voice was distorted: "Do you think you can just walk away when he says he wants you to leave? This Bian Henai is going to Beijing. Seriously, how many guests have become nameless water ghosts! Do you think these murderous guys will let you go?"