From Kung Fu to strengthen the world

Chapter 16

I saw Ah Gui throwing a few sticks directly in the shop.

swoosh swish...

There was a crackling sound...

Seeing this, Hao Ren also breathed a sigh of relief, Ma Dan, I miscalculated this time, and I was going to help, but I have never played with a gun before, this marksmanship is really embarrassing, I need to practice it after nothing...

In the air, a few sticks flew out and directly hit the members of the Ax Gang who were chasing Hao Ren.

The last stick directly knocked out the Thomson charge in the hands of several people in the distance.

Then Ah Gui picked up a stick and rushed towards the members of the Ax Gang behind him.

A member of the Ax Gang saw Ah Gui running towards him with a stick, so he took out a pistol from his arms, and was about to shoot Ah Gui!
Bang!
A Gui swept across with a stick, and the muzzle of the iron pipe was directly bent by the long stick.

Then I saw Ah Gui with a long stick like a gun, and his momentum like a rainbow, sweeping away thousands of troops. After a while, more than a dozen people who were beaten by Ah Gui one after another lay on the ground and couldn't stand up.

Hao Ren watched Ah Gui charge forward with his stick, and the situation was almost under control, so he sat down in peace and watched quietly.

After all, it has perfectly followed the original plot, so it's good that there are no changes, otherwise, I don't have any confidence in my heart.

No, watching the three masters fighting with the ax gang, Hao Ren sat in front of Ah Gui's shop, eating deep-fried dough sticks, admiring the trio's kung fu.

He also sighed in his mouth: "There is a saying, no matter how skilled you are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. Having a weapon is different from not having a weapon."

Although this coolie is strong, Twelve Road Tan's legs are not weak, but the output is the lowest, and Agui is holding a long stick in his hand, so obediently, it's like being beaten with chicken blood, the MVP of the audience.

For a while, Wulang's gossip stick showed his power, and with A Gui's joining, the three masters worked together and directly beat the ax to help the horses and horses to run around with their heads in their arms.

On the battlefield, billows of dust and smoke rose directly...

"Pooh!"

Hao Ren, who was eating deep-fried dough sticks, saw the scene billowing with dust and smoke, and his heart ached, hemp, this made... eat a deep-fried dough stick and eat a mouthful of dirt.

Thinking of this, Hao Ren took out the Vajra Fried Sticks in his bosom, and shouted to Coolie Qiang, "Brother Coolie Qiang, get the magic weapon."

In the arena, Coolie Qiang, who had just kicked an enemy away, heard Hao Ren's shout, turned his head and saw a fried dough stick flying towards him...

Oh no, coolie also saw that Hao Ren was eating deep-fried dough sticks...

At this time Coolie Qiang felt a little uncomfortable, Ma Dan, are you playing with me?

Anyway, you can throw it to the stick!

Coolie Qiang didn't bother to talk to Hao Ren, and let the fried dough stick Hao Ren threw hit him on the forehead.

Bang!
Coolie Qiang was a little dazed when he was hit by a deep-fried dough stick, and thought to himself: "Nie Ma, how long have you put the deep-fried dough stick, why is it so hard?"

Before he had time to think about it, Coolie bent down to pick up the fried dough sticks on the ground, and smashed them on the leg of the person in front of him.

Coolie Qiang didn't know what the fritters were, but from the moment he hit his forehead just now, he could tell that the fritters were definitely expired.

Moldy as hard as wood.

Looking at Coolie Qiang, he picked up the fritters and smashed them with all his strength.

"Crack!"

The harsh sound of bones breaking made Coolie Qiang stunned, and Ma Zai, who was hit by Coolie Qiang, lay on the ground with his legs crossed and started moaning.

At this time, Coolie also seems to have discovered that the fritters are not usually expired, they are seriously expired, oh no, they are seriously hard.

Picking up the fritters, the coolie's strong output began to explode, basically hitting one and laying down one by one, and the output record was catching up with A Gui.

And the ghost who was fighting also found out that the coolie took a fried dough stick, yes, although the ghost just glanced at it, he was sure that it was definitely a fried dough stick made by himself.

This made Ah Gui's heart ache, and he thought: "Your uncle, what the hell, who dares to eat fried dough sticks made by yourself after this."

...

Half an hour later, the sound of fighting stopped, and the dust and smoke began to dissipate slowly. The only people who could stand in the arena were Coolie Qiang, the tailor, and Ah Gui, who were panting heavily.

As for the members of the Ax Gang, except for the dozens of members of the Ax Gang who were lying on the ground and couldn't escape, the rest of the people all ran away.

Hao Ren watched the battle end, went into Ah Gui's shop, poured three bowls of water and put them on the table.

The three of them were sweating profusely from exhaustion. After walking over, one of them picked up a bowl of water and drank it, then slumped on the stool and gasped.

For this battle, Hao Ren felt a little regretful, and blamed the charterer. If he had taught himself Tai Chi in the morning, he would have enjoyed it too.

Coolie looked at Hao Ren, threw the diamond fritters on the table and said, "Thank you, little brother."

Hao Ren put away the diamond fritters and stuffed them into his bosom with a smile, "I really should say thank you for being brave enough to do what is right. It should be us, the disadvantaged groups who are helped by the three of you."

A Gui looked at Hao Ren, then at Coolie Qiang, and asked in confusion, "What did you use just now, if I'm not mistaken, it should be deep-fried dough sticks, right?"

No, the tailor uncle also looked at Coolie Qiang with a confused face, and said in his heart: "Strange, the output of Coolie Strong was not enough before, but after I took a fried dough stick, I started to supernaturally..."

Coolie thought for a while, and replied: "It's fried dough sticks, it must have expired, anyway, it's very hard, harder than a human bone."

As he spoke, Coolie himself felt that something was wrong. Human bones are so hard. Even if the fritters were expired for 500 years, they wouldn't be so hard, would they?

A Gui nodded slightly, looked at Hao Ren and said, "Boy, lend me that fried dough stick to look at, why does it feel like I made it."

With a dazed look on his face, Hao Ren took out the fried dough sticks and handed them to Ah Gui, and replied, "You made the fried dough sticks, yes...wrong..."

Hao Ren, who was talking, looked at Ah Gui's displeased face, and felt a little puzzled in his heart, what's going on?

Ah Gui held the fritters, frowned, his face was gloomy for a long time, and said: "I...why are the fritters I made so hard, you...I..."

"Aren't you ruining my craftsmanship? Who will dare to eat my fried dough sticks in the future?"

Ouch I'm going!

Hao Ren was also drunk, so it was this.

Looking at A Gui, Hao Ren comforted him, "Don't be impatient, Brother Gui, it's none of your business. Besides, it's none of your business. You won't be able to do business in this shop in the future."

"What do you mean?" Ghost said with a displeased face.

At the same time, Ah Gui was also annoyed in his heart, thinking: "This kid, you made my fritters so hard, ruined my craftsmanship, and said that I can't do it anymore."

"If it weren't for this lack of strength, I have to beat you up."

Hao Ren looked helpless, and explained: "How can I tell you, anyway, the three of you have offended the Ax Gang this time, and with the nature of the renters, you will definitely be driven away."

"It is estimated that after the members of the Ax Gang lying on the ground have withdrawn, the charterer will come out."

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