"You dare to hit me?"
The Street Fighter stroked the blood on his face, turned around and glared at Xue Wuhen: "How dare you hit me?"
Xue Wuhen said calmly: "It's not the first time I've hit you. Didn't I just kick you so hard that you rolled all over the floor? Why don't you dare?"
Huh, killing people like you is like killing pigs and dogs, and I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty! "
"Oh, are you saying that I am worse than a pig or a dog? What a loud tone!"
The Street Fighter was so angry that his face turned green. He thought he called himself a Street Fighter. He always acted unscrupulously and bullied men and women. No one dared to provoke him. Unexpectedly, he encountered a tough problem today. He was kicked and beaten by a stranger. He said He is no better than a pig or a dog. How can he get off the stage in full view of the public?
Then, he swung the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, slashed left and right, and viciously attacked Xue Wuhen.
Although he had no rules, it was undeniable that he still had some strength. He danced a sword that weighed hundreds of kilograms to the roar of the wind and was full of sharpness. He was worthy of being a street fighter running rampant.
Although the Street Fighter slashed wildly with his sword and was arrogant, Xue Wuhen remained calm and did not take the Street Fighter seriously.
I saw him holding a cane, floating in the criss-crossing shadows of knives, and whipping him with a whip. It seemed ordinary and had no martial arts moves, just like a parent whipping a naughty son.
However, it is such a simple fighting method, no matter how the Street Fighter dodges, he cannot avoid it. Every time he strikes, the flexible rattan will hit the Street Fighter's body and face firmly.
Every time the cane fell, there was a bloody mark on the Street Fighter's body. The pain made him grin and scream, making the onlookers laugh.
While whipping the street fighter, Xue Wuhen snorted coldly: "You were so brazen just now that you were a hero! Humph, a ruffian like you, a coward like you, is he worthy of being called a hero? I think it's a bullshit. Bar?!"
Seeing the arrogant street fighter being so humiliated and beaten by Xue Wuhen, everyone was so happy, it was really satisfying.
On weekdays, the common people were often angered by the street bullies. Many of them had been bullied by this group of gangsters. Today, someone came to punish them. Naturally, everyone was happy.
Under the beating of raindrops of cane, in a short time, the vicious street fighter was beaten until his clothes were ragged, his body was covered with scars and blood.
At the same time, Qin'er also held a cane and hit several other local gangsters, causing them to roll and stumble, making teeth all over the floor, making people laugh, and they felt so happy that the villains This is how they should be dealt with.
Seeing that this group of ruffians had been taught a lesson, Xue Wuhen reached out and snatched the Qinglong Yanyue Sword from the street fighter's hand, and shouted: "How can a ruffian like you possess such a magical weapon like the Qinglong Yanyue Sword? ?
Get out of here, or you will be killed without mercy! "
With a wave of his hand, a huge Qinglong Yanyue sword slashed down wildly. There was a roar, sparks flew instantly, and the earth wave rolled up. It actually cut a hundred-foot-long chasm in the straight street, scaring the street fighter. The man's soul was scattered, and he hurriedly ran away with his head in his arms, and the original majesty was gone.
Seeing the embarrassment of those local gangsters running away, everyone in the audience clapped their hands and cheered loudly for Xue Wuhen's heroic performance.
At this moment, at the end of the chasm, a man rushed towards him in a hurry. The man had a leopard-like head and ringed eyes, a beard on his face, and was unusually powerful. He was none other than Zhang Feide.
Zhang Feide spread his legs and galloped over, shouting: "Oh, brother Wuhen, I couldn't find my second brother when I got up, and I couldn't find you. I thought you were all gone, which made me miserable." I was so confused that I found a good meal!
Hey, fortunately, I just saw the light of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword rising into the sky, and I expected you to be here, so I found you! "
However, looking left and right, he couldn't see Guan Wenchang with a fluttering beard, so he asked: "Huh? Where is my second brother? Why don't you see him?"
Xue Wuhen and Qin'er smiled and said nothing. Guan Wenchang, who was disguised as a woman, was worried about being recognized by him and made a fool of himself on the spot, so he hid in the crowd.
But he was too tall and powerful, a head taller than others. How could he hide like this?
Zhang Feide also noticed something strange, and stared at Guan Wenchang, who was covered with green gauze, with wide eyes, and murmured to himself: "Hey, why are you so neither male nor female, neither fish nor fowl? And you're still covering your face?
However, he looks a bit like my second brother? What's going on? "
He reached out and grabbed the piece of green gauze, and a red face immediately appeared. Guan Wen was so embarrassed that he was ashamed, but Zhang Feide shouted: "Oh, you really are the second brother!"
Second brother, why are you dressed like this? Are you...are you acting? "
The people around him burst into laughter when they saw it. They didn't expect that this masked man was actually a man dressed as a woman. No wonder he looked neither fish nor fetus, neither male nor female.
But after laughing for a while, he became in awe of Guan Wenchang again. Because Guan Wenchang looks so much like Guan Guanyu, the image of Guan Gong is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. When people look at Guan Wenchang, they naturally feel admiration.
In fact, although Xue Wuhen and Qin'er had long known that Guan Wenchang was disguising himself as a woman, they knew that he must have a reason for doing this, so they did not reveal it, just to save Guan Wenchang's face.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Feide pulled off the green gauze from Guan Wenchang's face as soon as he arrived.
This time it was good, even the fig leaf was gone. Guan Wenchang showed his true face. Because he was wearing women's clothes and had a long beard, he looked even more nondescript. People couldn't help laughing and burst into laughter. Guan Wenchang was so angry that he wanted to jump and scold her and hit her. Zhang Feide slapped him several times and wished he could hide in the cracks in the ground.
However, the chasm created by the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was not deep enough, and it was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, making it impossible to hide anyone.
Besides, those pieces of embroidery are still on the ground. They are the fruits of hard work, how can they be thrown away? So he bent down and picked it up.
When Zhang Feide saw it, he asked unconsciously: "Second brother, where did you get these things?"
In front of everyone, Guan Wenchang didn't want everyone to know that he could embroider, so he looked around and said, "Ah, this... third brother, why are you here?"
Zhang Feide didn't know what was going on, so he still held on to it and asked: "Second brother, you haven't answered me yet, how did you get these things?"
Guan Wenchang was forced to have no choice but to timidly say: "Those pictures were embroidered by me last night..."
The sound is as small as the chirping of mosquitoes and almost inaudible. But when Zhang Feide heard it, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. He jumped up and shouted:
"What? Second brother, you embroidered this? I didn't see you embroidering last night? When did you learn to embroider? Why haven't I seen you embroidering anything before? You...how did you think of selling embroidery?"
"Ah?... Third brother, are you asking too harshly?!"
Under Zhang Feide's series of questioning, Guan Wenchang shuddered and muttered: "I see... you all have your own abilities and go to the streets to make money, but I eat and drink from you for free.
Besides, you became pauper because you were trying to buy me a knife. I... felt really bad about it, so I went to buy fabrics and needlework yesterday..."
He looked at Zhang Feide and said: "I saw you sleeping soundly like a dead pig last night, so I took out some sewing cloth and embroidered a few pictures. I wanted to sell it to make some money to relieve your pain." The pressure was on, but I didn’t expect to encounter a group of evil people like Street Fighters. Fortunately, Brother Wuhen and Qin’er came..."
After hearing Guan Wenchang say that Zhang Feide slept like a dead pig, Xue Wuhen and Qin'er looked at each other and smiled.
After hearing this, Zhang Feide looked at Guan Wenchang in disbelief and shouted: "Second brother, I didn't expect that you, a grown man, can actually embroider?
In fact, we can support you, so we don’t need you to do this kind of woman’s work! "
After Guan Wenchang heard this, he saw everyone looking at him in surprise. He was even more embarrassed and his head was lowered, almost reaching his crotch.
Seeing him being so shy and embarrassed, Xue Wuhen couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Guan Wenchang, you don't steal or rob, you are an upright person, what are you afraid of?
As the saying goes, with three hundred and sixty lines, you will be the number one scholar. Since you want to make a living on your own, then just go ahead and show off your unique skills boldly! "
At this time, a woman in green clothes walked over generously and said to Guan Wenchang: "Brother Guan, I'm getting married, but I don't have a wedding dress yet. Why don't you make me a red wedding dress? I'll give it to you." Five taels of silver, okay?"
"Huh? This...makes wedding clothes for her?"
Guan Wenchang hesitated for a moment, thinking that since everyone knew about my embroidery, I couldn't hide it anymore, so just like Xue Wuhen said, I might as well show off my ability openly, so he raised his head and held his head high. He said to the woman: "Okay, I...I will risk my life to make wedding clothes for you!"
Looking at him, he looked like a brave man who generously served for justice before going to the execution ground, which made people burst into laughter. Only then did Guan Wenchang realize that his actions were too nervous, and he couldn't help but blush.
However, he was originally a red-faced man, and others could not see the change in his face.
In order to cover up his embarrassment, Guan Wenchang pulled off the woman's clothes and revealed his true body. His dignified appearance was immediately revealed, which attracted everyone's admiration.
Then he put a touch on the Qiankun Ring, took out scissors, ruler, needlework, cloth and other items, walked around the woman in green clothes, and after visually measuring the approximate size, he picked up a piece of red cloth and cut it.
After Guan Wenchang cut the fabric piece by piece, he picked up the needle and thread and began to stitch.
But I saw his ten fingers moving back and forth, flying and moving, overlapping the shadows of his fingers, just like the dancing shadows of trees.
Under the guidance of Guan Wen's long fingertips, the ordinary needle and thread seemed to have infinite magic power, firmly attracting everyone's attention.
The scattered fabrics were quickly connected by needles and threads, and the prototype of a red wedding dress gradually appeared.
Everyone was dazzled and speechless as they looked at Guan Wenchang's smart and flying fingering skills and his incredible skills in flying needles and threads.
