Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 79 My name is Bao Guowei

"Hey! My mother-in-law!"

Bao Guowei only heard a scream from behind him, and then heard a bang.

His body was now extremely strong. At this time, he had jumped several meters away. When he turned around, he found two people lying on the ground.

One is a child wearing multiple layers of linen clothes, and the other is a middle-aged man with a pockmarked face.

Obviously, the child just knocked the middle-aged man out with his head.

Bao Guowei squinted his eyes and saw the small blade in the man's hand, and immediately understood what he did.

A pickpocket.

I'm afraid he didn't want to pretend that he bumped into him before, but then he took advantage of it.

As for this child, does he seem to be helping himself?

The pock-marked man yelled angrily: "Hey, you little brat, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, I won't beat you to death!"

At this moment, the child pretended to be innocent. He climbed up with his head in his hands and wanted to run away. He kept saying, "I'm sorry, uncle. I'm sorry. I was careless and didn't see it. Don't hit me!"

"Come here, little bastard!" Pockmarked Face grabbed the child's collar and said viciously. "If you don't give me an explanation today, you kid won't get any good results."

For a moment, the eyes of everyone around him turned around. It seemed that even the stories in the newspapers had become boring. The old man also poked his head in to watch the excitement. This was all good material.

The surrounding crowds stayed away when they saw the conflict, just like the immortals in the world of cultivating immortals were afraid of being contaminated by the cause and effect.

"Uncle, I really didn't see it. I bumped into you accidentally. You don't care about the faults of small people. You don't care about the faults of small people!"

The child was obviously very experienced in being beaten. He huddled up in a ball and refused to move no matter how much the other person pulled him.

The pockmarked face was extremely angry, and now his stomach still hurts, and his facial features were also distorted. It looked like the impact was not a light one.

"I must teach this little brat a lesson today!"

He still had a razor blade in his hand, and he raised his hand to scrape the opponent's ear, obviously hoping to draw blood.

"Hey!" The crowd exclaimed when they saw such a scene, and the children also covered their eyes, with a gap exposed between their fingers.

But still no one wanted to stop it.

"Ah!" The child wanted to break away but was not strong enough, so he could only cover his head in fear.

The pock-marked face was just about to get angry, but he felt that his arm was suddenly trapped by an iron ring, and his thin arm could not move no matter what.

"You belong to Nono!" He cursed and turned around, only to find that it was the student who looked gentle and elegant from before?

A student actually dared to attack me?

Bao Guowei's eyes condensed and became extremely sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "Let him go."

At this moment, the pockmarked face suddenly became angry. I am not fierce yet, but you, a student, have become fierce?

Judging from the physique of the other party, he was a head taller than himself, and his arms were much thicker, but his pock-marked face was not frowning, and the man on the street was someone who was not afraid of death.

He raised his head, tilted his mouth and said, "Who are you, kid? If you don't want to die, just leave me alone. If you offend me, be careful to turn around and walk at night. You don't know how you'll die!"

He struggled hard for two more times and found that the other party still wouldn't let go. He suddenly became anxious and continued to threaten: "Hurry up and let me go. My leader is a big shot in the Qing Gang. Does the Qing Gang know that? That one in Shanghai. Clean up the gang! Boss Du!"

The pockmarked face immediately pulled out a big flag. On this street, this method has always been tried and true.

It didn't matter if the other party didn't say this. As soon as he heard this, Bao Guowei suddenly smiled on his face.

He raised his foot and kicked the opponent's butt with a side kick. The Sanda he had taken as an elective in school in his previous life was finally put to use now.

"Wonima!"

The pockmarked face felt a numbness behind him, and a huge force knocked his thin body away. He staggered and fell to the ground like a dog chewing on the mud.

"it is good!"

"Good fight!"

At this time, cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd. It was obvious that everyone present was often bullied, and there was a look of joy on their faces, as if they wished they could step in and make up for it.

But after all, I didn’t dare.

"What are you looking at! Get out of here!" Pockmarked, he glared at the crowd next to him, and they immediately fell silent.

He turned to look at Bao Guowei, his face already showing some timidity, after all, he couldn't beat him, but he still said unforgivingly.

"What a good boy, you dare to beat me, Mr. Kang, right? Tell me your name! Let's see if you have the guts!"

The child got rid of the restraints and got up from the ground. Seeing that Bao Guowei still refused to retreat, he pulled the corner of Bao Guowei's clothes to remind him.

"Sir, leave quickly. Don't provoke these people, and don't tell them your name."

The child's voice was very familiar. Bao Guowei felt that he must have heard it more than once. He was a little surprised. He touched the other person's head and looked at the little black face. He immediately understood.

An unintentional act of kindness was rewarded with a child's sincere treatment.

Bao Guowei gently pulled the other person behind him, and then said: "Don't worry, I'm here."

The child opened his mouth, suddenly a little anxious, but he felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

But I heard Bao Guowei say loudly: "Name taboo? My surname is Bao, my given name is Guowei, and my courtesy name is Bingwen."

The pockmarked face was just a bluff, and when he heard that the other party actually said his name, he felt funny in his heart.

This nerd, I'll come to your door to make inquiries and make you uneasy. I can't bear this kick in vain!

"Ah! It turns out to be Bao Guowei!"

Mazi put his face on his hips and laughed, but as he smiled, his jaw seemed to be dislocated.

The old man who was the storyteller just now frowned when he heard the name. He picked up the newspaper in his hand and read it, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.

I wonder why I am so familiar with it. It turns out that the author of the article I just read is called Bao Guowei!

"Bao Guowei? Why does this name sound so familiar to me?"

"Hey, have you forgotten now? The author of the article I just read is named Bao Guowei."

"It can't really be him, right? He looks like a student, and he can actually write such a story."

"I heard that there is a man named Bao Guowei in our city, who is also the apprentice of Mr. Taiyan!"

There was a lot of chatter among the crowd, but the pockmarked face suddenly couldn't sit still, and he said tremblingly.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's Mr. Taiyan's apprentice, and there will be no good results from such impersonation!"

Bao Guowei sneered. If it weren't for this child today, he would never have said his name.

But it was precisely because of him that he had to throw out the name Bao Guowei loudly.

"If you don't believe it, you can come over and try again."

Those two blows just now have made Bao Guowei confident in his own skills. The training during this period, coupled with the fighting skills he has seen in his head, after mastering them, he is more than enough to deal with this little gangster.

"Just wait! I won't let you go!"

"Wait! If you dare to impersonate Bao Guowei, you are finished!"

The pock-marked man ran away while retreating. After using up his three axes, he suddenly lost his confidence. Seeing the other party's appearance and majesty, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, what if it was really Bao Guowei?

What others don't know, and whoever lives in Hangzhou doesn't know, is that Mr. Taiyan and Mr. Du are good friends, and the Qing gang in Hangzhou must be polite to others.

If I really offend Bao Guowei, I'm afraid.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. He simply ran away with pockmarked face, retreated more than a hundred meters, and ran away without looking back.

The people watching the excitement suddenly became excited and gathered together again. They picked up the stones and mud on the ground and threw them at his back, which in turn caused pockmarked people to scold him.

Of course, no rotten vegetable leaves were thrown away, because they had been picked up long ago.

When the child hiding behind Bao Guowei saw this scene, his mouth suddenly opened wide. He looked at Bao Guowei in disbelief and said.

"So your name is Bao Guowei?"

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