Three Kingdoms: Jiuyuan Tiger

Chapter 638 Raising a knife to kill the villain, the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety

Yangzhou, Shouchun, in an unremarkable private house.

"Father, it's time to get up and drink the medicine." A young man in coarse clothes helped his father up and said respectfully.

"Father, my son has already tried it, and it's not hot." As he spoke, the young man brought the medicine bowl to his father's mouth.

"Okay, okay." The sick old man looked relieved.

"Father, after taking this medicine, the child has to go to the street to get medicine." The young man said.

"Right now, there is a lot of chaos outside, so you must be careful when you go out," the old man warned.

"My child understands." The young man nodded.

Originally, this was supposed to be a picture of a loving father and son, filial piety and happiness, but all of this was destroyed by the uninvited guests outside the door. I have to say that the visitors were indeed a bit unpleasant.

"Search for me! Don't let it go anywhere!"

With a roar of anger, the old wooden door of the young man's house was kicked open from the outside. The dilapidated wooden door was powerless to resist, and could only make a sour sound of "creaking" to show resistance.

Immediately afterwards, there was a mess of footsteps, and along with the footsteps, there were noisy noises and shouts.

Both the young man and the old man were taken aback, the old man gave the young man a look, the young man nodded when he saw it, and hurriedly opened the door to the courtyard to check.

When he arrived in the courtyard, the young man saw a scene that made his eyes tear open: seven or eight soldiers in armor and holding blades were taking out the few grains in the granary!

The young man suppressed his anger and strode forward, tried his best to put on a smile and said to the soldiers: "Generals, why is this?"

These soldiers were elated by the "general" and their faces were full of smiles. All the soldiers had smug smiles on their faces.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good general, bah!A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. These soldiers naturally dream of becoming a majestic general.

"You have a bit of eyesight, kid. My brothers don't make things difficult for you. The strong man won't arrest you. You just stay at home and hide it quickly after I leave, otherwise others will have to arrest you." Go!" The leading soldier said.

"But the food, we have to take it away. This is His Majesty's will, who dares to disobey? The army has insufficient food, His Majesty ordered the brothers to come out to find some food for the army, you quickly get out of the way, If you dare to stop, don't blame the brothers for turning your face and denying you!" The leader of the soldiers continued.

After all, the rest of the soldiers continued to take food out of the granary, and the granary was empty after a while, and these soldiers patted their buttocks and lifted their legs to leave.

"Wait a minute, general!" The young man strode forward, blocking the way of these soldiers.

"Huh? Are you impatient with your life? Is it impossible to discuss with you?" The leader of the soldier said with his eyes wide open.

Before he finished speaking, half of the steel knife hanging from his waist was pulled out with a "clang".

The young man begged bitterly: "Several generals, the harvest cost this year is not good. This grain is saved by the villain for my father to save his life! All that can be sold at home has been sold out, and only this little grain is left. If you take them all away, my father will starve to death if he doesn’t die of illness!”

"Why do I care about your food? Is your family the only one who starved to death in Shouchun City? I just saw that you can talk, so I spared your dog's life and didn't arrest you as a strong man." The leader soldier He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and said very impatiently.

"Hurry up and get out! If you keep talking, I will hack you to death with a knife! By then, there will be no one for that old bastard to die!" another soldier said.

After the words were finished, the soldier raised his hand and pushed the young man. Unexpectedly, the young man didn't move at all. Instead, the soldier who pushed him took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

"Hehe, you're still a trainer? I'd like to see if you can stop me with your flamboyant fists and embroidered legs!" The leading soldier sneered, and immediately pulled out the steel knife at his waist.

The rest of the soldiers also drew their weapons, staring at the young man in front of them with a half-smile.

The young man's face was full of veins, obviously extremely angry.

But considering his old father who was sick in bed in the house, the young man never dared to act rashly.

After all, two fists are no match for four hands, and a tiger can't hold back a pack of wolves. If these thieves injure the old father in the house, he will not be able to forgive his crime even if he dies a hundred times.

At this time, the young man couldn't help but think, if time went back five years, these dog thieves would probably have died under his father's gun, right?
The taste of being restrained by others is really uncomfortable!If it wasn't for the old father who was sick in bed, how could they be allowed to be presumptuous here?

The soldiers in the courtyard held swords and long guns, and stared at the young man with bulging veins playfully, with playful expressions on his face.

Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, there was a sudden burst of heart-piercing cries from a woman and wild laughter from a man in the neighbor's courtyard. You don't need to think about what happened.

At this moment, a weak and angry voice suddenly came from the house: "You rebellious son, what are you talking about with this group of thieves with no conscience? Kill them all, and don't keep a single one!"

"Hey, do you really think I'm easy to get along with? You old bastard, look at me..." Before he finished speaking, the young man had already made a move.

I saw that he slashed the wrist of the soldier in the lead with a palm knife with lightning speed, the soldier's wrist hurt, and the steel knife in his hand fell.

As soon as the young man grasped the steel knife, he swung his clenched fist violently, knocking the leading soldier to the ground with one punch. At the same time, there was the sound of ribs breaking, and cold sweat covered the painful forehead of the fallen soldier.

After knocking him down with a punch, the young man took advantage of the situation and slashed out with a knife, beheading the soldier's head in one stroke!
A good man's head shot up into the sky, and several soldiers who were close were splashed with hot blood.

Immediately afterwards, the steel knife in the young man's hand swept out, killing two stunned soldiers in an instant.

Seeing the tragic death of their comrades, the rest of the soldiers reacted. They all roared and pulled their knives and guns, hacked or stabbed, and attacked the blood-covered youth together.

The young man kept the steel knife dance airtight, blocking all attacks from all directions.

After the defense, it's time to counterattack!
I saw the steel knife in the young man's hand flying up and down, cold lights flashed in the small courtyard, and not long after, the remaining soldiers fell into a pool of blood.

Before dying, these soldiers were full of remorse, why did they encounter such a stubborn stubble?
If time could be reversed, they would definitely not choose to step into this small courtyard. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world, and there is no laborious machine that can help them go back in time and space.

After cutting all the Yuan Jun soldiers in the courtyard to the ground, the young man finally expressed his anger.

The young man threw the steel knife on the ground and picked up a spear from the ground.

Knife is not what he is good at.

Using a gun is his old profession.

The young man returned to the house with his gun in hand, cupped his hands to the old man on the bed, and said, "I tell my father, all these thieves have been given their heads!"

"Good!" There was no praise in the old man's words, as if what the young man had done was a trivial matter.

What's even more strange is that the young man didn't take any credit for his pride, as if what he killed just now was not a few alive and kicking people, but a few chickens.

Immediately the old man said: "My son, you have to help the neighbors. Our father and son have lived here these few years, and they have taken care of us a lot!"

As soon as the young man heard this, he became anxious: "No, I won't leave! What will Yuan Jun do when I leave? I have to stay and protect my father!"

The old man became anxious after hearing this: "Confused! You rebellious son, you can still deal with a few or dozens of enemies, but what about hundreds of enemies? Could it be that you can deal with them by showing your bravery?"

"You will send your father to the firewood house, just block the door, and those thieves will not be able to find it for a while. Taking a step back, even if they find it, ten or eight of them will still be my father." I can handle it!" After a pause, the old man continued, his old face full of confidence.

"No way! The firewood room is wet and damp. You are in poor health. How can the child put you in such a place? If your condition worsens, how can the child have the face to live in the world?" the young man refused without thinking. .

"If you don't do it, you rebellious son will stop calling this old man father from now on! Go and gather the neighbors to protect the women, children, old and weak, and cooperate with the young and strong to fight against the enemy together!" the old man said with a serious face.

When the old man saw that his son was not getting food, he had no choice but to use his trump card.

Sure enough, the young man panicked immediately after hearing this, and hastily apologized to the old man, then helplessly sent the old man to the woodshed.

After preparing some food and water for the old man, the young man blocked the door, and then walked out of the courtyard with a gun.

"Father, after my son kills all these villains, I will come back to serve you for the rest of my life!" The young man thought secretly.

After thinking about it, the young man walked out of the house with his head held high, and rushed towards the place where the shouts of killing were dense.

　One more!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)