The Monk

Chapter 511 Broken Hand

The five fishermen who came with them were afraid. Seeing that the other side was getting more and more people, they began to retreat slowly, but were pushed and shoved by the Red Gang members and blocked in the middle of the road. Zhang Pa smiled at them and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

At this time, the Red Gang members found that there were more than 20 disabled fellow disciples on the carriage. They howled and surrounded them, getting closer and closer, and shouted at Zhang Pa, "Boy, what's going on?" They sent several people to help the injured get off the carriage.

The cart thugs smashed doors one by one. When they smashed the last one, the Qinghui people opened the door and saw them. They cursed: "Hammer, your father is dead? Why are you smashing doors when you are poor?" They saw the Qingpi people at the door of the Red Gang banging the gong and cursed even louder: "What are you doing so early in the morning? Do you want to die? I don't know how to get the money."

He cursed, and the Red Gang people heard him and cursed back: "Liu Chouzui, watch your door honestly, don't fart, or you will die without knowing how you died."

The Qinghui people gradually ran out, and Liu Chouzui got the courage to curse back: "The Red Gang is so powerful, I want to see how I die." A middle-aged man asked in a deep voice: "Chouzui, what's going on?" Liu Chouzui replied: "Second Master, the hammers of the Red Gang smashed our door, and the Qingpi people banged the gong, and they are still not clean."

Most of the Red Gang surrounded Zhang Pa and the five fishermen. It seemed that there was some order. At least no one took action. They just surrounded them fiercely and waited for the boss to deal with them. Among them, there was a big man with a bald head and bare upper body. When he heard the Qinghui people cursing on the street, he glanced at them and shouted: "Hammer, come here!"

The cart-pulling hooligan Hammer hurried over, nodded and bowed, and said: "Brother Kun." The bald big man looked at him coldly: "What's the matter?" Hammer glanced at Zhang Pa carefully, not knowing how to reply.

Zhang Pa smiled, and a black folding fan appeared in his hand at some point. He held it in one hand and tapped it lightly with the other hand.

The big man was furious and slapped Hammer in the face: "What? My words don't work?" Hammer was knocked down, got up and bowed: "No, no, this is what happened." He told the whole story honestly, and was knocked down again after he finished speaking. Brother Kun pointed at him and cursed: "More than 20 people were disabled, and you still have the nerve to come back? I'll kill you after I deal with this kid."

The second master of the Qinghui saw the Red Gang's posture and knew that something was wrong, so he didn't plan to get involved in this mess. He shouted to his men to come back if they came over to watch the fun, and told Liu Chouzui to move a chair and sit down and watch slowly.

The people who came out of their two families were hooligans, and the people who came out of Zhang Baiwan's family were servants, all dressed in black shorts. After opening the door, they found that it was quite lively outside, so they closed the door and went back to the house to report. After a while, sixteen servants came out and stood in two rows at the door, among whom was a young man.

In addition to the dozen servants who came out of the headman's house, there were also two yamen runners, who accompanied a thin man to watch the fun and asked each other a few questions: "What's going on? Why are you making such a fuss?" The one answered: "I don't know, it seems that the Red Gang is in trouble." "It's what they deserve, they are arrogant." The three gangs said all kinds of things, with a mocking and snickering tone in their words.

Zhang Pa has excellent hearing and can clearly hear the conversations of the people outside. It feels a bit interesting. There are conflicts between the four major scourges, and they built their homes together. They are afraid that they will not find opponents if they fight.

Think about it from another angle. Four gangs bullying the villagers of a village is like four people eating a piece of cake. If you have one more bite, I will have one less bite. It would be abnormal if there is no conflict. So the other three gangs were watching the fun at the door and didn't want to intervene.

The big man Kun looked at Zhang Pa with cold eyes. There were a total of six people on the other side. Five of them were trembling with anxiety. Only the young man in front of him looked normal, as if he had some skills. He touched the bald head and asked: "Where did you come from, brother? Did you do the leg injuries of my brothers?"

The bald man has many brothers. He can mention three of them in one sentence. Zhang Pa asked, "Does your opinion count?" Brother Kun asked, "What do you mean, brother?" Zhang Pa said, "Go back and tell your boss that the Red Gang is disbanded, and we will disband now."

It turned out that they came to the door to make trouble. Brother Kun stood up and looked across the crowd at the other three houses, wondering which family hired the thugs. Then he uttered a word softly: "Fight."

With a command, nearly a hundred Red Gang members started at the same time. It can be seen that they have been trained in normal times. Those with knives rushed out first, shouting and slashing at Zhang Pa. The others stepped back, and those with sticks stood in the second row, ready to attack at any time.

They slashed people, including the five fishermen. A flash of knife light rushed in front of them, and the five people thought to themselves: This is over. Zhang Pa smiled lightly, opened the black fan, stretched out his arms and swung it lightly, turned on the spot, cut off the blades of the gangsters, and fell to the ground with a jingling sound. He closed the folding fan and said coldly: "Whoever starts again will have his hand cut off."

The gangsters are not short of fools and boldness. Two guys rushed up again with half a blade. Zhang Pa's black folding fan danced, a black light flashed, followed by two screams, and the two hands holding the knife were cut off at the wrist.

After cutting off his two hands, Zhang Pa looked at the bald man calmly: "Call your boss." He was calm as if the matter had nothing to do with him. When his subordinates were chopped, Brother Kun looked very ugly: "Do you have to be so cruel?" He stretched his hand back, and a subordinate handed him a machete. After holding it, he walked slowly forward: "No matter who invited you, you shouldn't offend the Red Gang."

The expression on the man's face, his walking posture, the way he held the knife, and the tone of his voice were very similar, with some flavor of a warrior, but it was a pity that he was facing Zhang Pa. The man walked closer and closer. When he was close to five meters, he swung his right hand and chopped down the machete. At the same time, he exerted force with his legs and rushed forward. In almost the blink of an eye, the machete had chopped above Zhang Pa's head.

Zhang Ai waved his hand lazily, as if to shoo away flies. The folding fan in his hand hit the machete, and with a clang, the machete broke into two pieces. The big man was not affected and bullied him in front of him, flipped his wrist and slashed half of the sword diagonally. Zhang Ai waved his folding fan again, blocked the machete again, and knocked half of the knife away.

The pain in the wrist of the big man still persisted, and he rushed over with a ferocious face, clasping his hands together and intending to hang Zhang Awei. Zhang Awei lazily raised his folding fan and poked twice, breaking the big man's arms, and repeated softly: "Call your boss."

The big man's arms hung down helplessly, he gritted his teeth in hatred and glared, of course he would not listen to his words. Fortunately, Zhang was afraid and didn't care whether he was obedient or not, and spoke to a bunch of Red Gang disciples: "Call your boss."

The same few words, said before defeating the big man, no one cared. After easily defeating the big man, these words became an imperial edict, and someone ran into the courtyard to report the news.

Zhang Awei stood still, silent and motionless. The gangsters from the other three families saw the scene just now and witnessed his terrifying power. They exchanged secret glances and even had the intention of just watching the excitement and would never interfere.

Not long after, the sound of Hulong footsteps was heard in the courtyard, and more than a hundred people filed out, all with long knives in their hands. The person in front had a dark complexion, and he could clearly see the surrounding situation in just one step. He is the leader of the Red Gang and is ruthless.