I said I'd go back in time

Chapter 15 The Gratitude of the Villagers
As he died again and again, Lin Xing quickly realized that there was no chance of a frontal attack against two criminals armed with guns.

So after dying about seven times, he chose to sneak attack.

He ambushed in the corner, behind the door, and on the roof, trying to cut into the opponent's side in this way to start a close fight.

After dying another ten times, Lin Xing clearly realized that any one of these two army ruffians must have several skills in him.

Both of them are stronger than him, and they both have guns. Even if they get close to them by sneak attack, it is impossible to defeat each other at the same time.

Fighting again and again, dying again and again, in the tempering between life and death, Lin Xing only felt a bad breath in his chest that was as hot as fire, and the Taiqing Changquan he had just learned was also making rapid progress in the constant fighting.

Constantly living and dying, this is Lin Xing's own perspective.

But in Bai Yiyi's view, it was a completely different scene.

I saw Lin Xing suddenly circled around, took her to a strange place, and put her on a dirt wall.

"There are two guys full of thugs coming. Counting my death at the hands of them is not tens of thousands, but also thousands, and finally let me hone the Taiqing Changquan to the second level."

Lin Xing calculated the time by himself, and felt that he was honing his boxing skills in a life-and-death fight, and he had honed it for several months.

I only heard a crackling sound coming from Lin Xing's body at this moment, the muscles and bones all over his body seemed to be connected together, and his physical fitness has undergone another leap after being blessed by the two layers of Taiqing Changquan.

All kinds of bare-handed fighting experience flickered in his mind like instinct.

At the same time, he felt a strong obstacle, and new memories revived in his mind.

"Taiqing Changquan has been practiced to the end for the time being." Recalling the recovered memory in his heart, he secretly said: "If you want to improve again, you must first understand the inheritance."

But in Bai Yiyi's shocked eyes, at this moment Lin Xing exuded a sturdy temperament and that terrifying killing intent, which was completely different from the Lin Xing at the last moment.

"When dealing with such villains who have tens of thousands of lives in their hands, we cannot have the slightest scruples and kindness. We must use the most effective method to destroy their ability to commit crimes in the shortest possible time in order to avoid being injured."

While Lin Xing was speaking, he grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and squeezed it in his hand, then hid behind the corner.

A moment later, as the two soldiers approached, at the same time as the first one crossed the corner, Lin Xing, who was hiding aside, had already sprinkled a handful of dust into the other's eyes.

With one against two at the same time, it is impossible to win no matter what.This is the valuable experience that Lin Xing summed up after experiencing countless deaths.

It is necessary to temporarily restrict one person's movements to create a one-on-one opportunity with another person.

Then I saw Lin Xing leaping forward as if he had predicted it in advance, and blocked the muzzle raised by another person behind him with one palm.

Then there was a soft bang, as if he had practiced countless times, Lin Xing precisely kicked the opponent's crotch.

While the rabbit was up and down, a soldier had already clutched his crotch and fell to the ground screaming.

Another army ruffian with a swollen face barely wiped away the dust around his eyes when he felt a pair of powerful arms grabbing his neck from behind.

Position, speed, strength... everything is so just right, as if it has been rehearsed countless times.

He widened his eyes and tried desperately to resist, but in the blink of an eye he felt short of breath, and finally passed out completely.

Feeling that the other party had completely lost his breath, Lin Xing let go of his arms and let the other party's body fall to the ground.

He thought to himself: "The naked strands I read on the Internet are quite useful."

This lightning sneak attack was watched by the cat doll from head to toe.

She looked at all this in shock, her heart was full of disbelief, she couldn't help but think: "Taiqing Changquan, he has really cultivated to the second level? How is this possible? How could it be possible to cultivate to the second level in a blink of an eye? "

Cultivating a boxing skill to the second level often requires years of hard training, as well as actual combat after battle.

But Lin Xing actually did this on the first day of learning boxing. In Bai Yiyi's opinion, this is no longer a genius or evildoer who can explain it.

Especially when she recalled the whole incident just now and what Lin Xing said, she couldn't help wondering: "Could he really be able to turn back time? How is this possible?"

But the facts are in front of us, whether it is predicting the appearance of the two army ruffians in advance, killing each other as if they have practiced countless times, or practicing the second level of Taiqing Changquan in a blink of an eye, it seems to be in line with Lin Xing's idea of ​​going back in time. that description.

For a moment, the cat doll seemed to have forgotten to talk to Lin Xing, but fell into a kind of silence, as if thinking about something.

On the other side, Lin Xing also completely relaxed when he saw the two people who were finally executed on the spot, a trace of deep fatigue flashed in his eyes.

He felt like he was playing an extremely anti-human and difficult game just now. After being stuck by the double bosses, he repeated the strategy day and night, and finally won the victory after several months of continuous attack.

Of course, in fact, this kind of real-life battle is a hundred times more complicated than that of the game.

Although his body is still intact at this moment, his mental exhaustion still makes him feel extremely tired.

Glancing at the woman who was dragged along by the army ruffian by the hair just now, who fell to the side with a dazed face, Lin Xing said, "Let's go, I'm fine now."

The woman ran out screaming, causing countless villagers to open their windows to look.

And Lin Xing lay down on the ground, only thinking that he should have a good sleep to recover from his mental fatigue.

At this moment, the cat doll suddenly reminded: "Lin Xing, why don't you choose one of these two guns for self-defense."

Lin Xing looked at the gun on the ground, which was the gun used by the two army ruffians before.

He waved his hand and said, "I can't hold a gun, or I'm guilty of illegal possession of a gun."

"Ah?" The cat doll was stunned, his mind full of doubts: "What are you crazy about?"

She couldn't help but think in her heart: "Even if it's true to go back in time, this kid has some other problems. The quack doctor over there must have mistaken the direction of treatment."

Lin Xing ignored the doll's question, he just wanted to lie down and rest now.

But before he lay down for a long time, he found more and more footsteps coming.

Lin Xing stood up and found that many villagers had surrounded him at some point.

Glancing at the hatchet, pitchfork and other agricultural tools held by the other party, feeling the killing intent on his face, Lin Xing said: "It seems that you don't want to thank me."

Scarface, who repelled Lin Xing and snatched away the little girl before, stood at the forefront of many villagers.

He stared at Lin Xing coldly, his eyes full of anger: "Who wants you to meddle in your own business? You actually killed Marshal Zhang's soldiers?"

"Let them go, they will grab some food at most. If you kill them now, Marshal Zhang will raze our entire village to the ground."

The villagers around were all excited.

"You can't let him go."

"Send him to the military master to pay for his life."

Among the gradually agitated villagers, an old woman suddenly emerged from the crowd behind Lin Xing, stabbing out with a dung fork in her hand, and with the sound of wind and thunder, directly pierced Lin Xing's waist.

(End of this chapter)