Regardless of how well the drunkard painted, the painting speed was still very fast. Another pig soon appeared on the back of the white cat. Well, the same pig was white and fat, making people very appetizing. The white cat was heartbroken. I want to die, my signature is ruined, my clothes are ruined, and wearing a hand-painted Peppa Pig, walking on the street will be very stressful.
It's over here, and it's over on the old immortal's side, but the result is a little different from what the drunkard thought. The scene of the old man being subdued did not appear, but his group of men fell to the ground at this moment.
The drunkard threw away his pen in surprise and looked at the old immortal in disbelief. He was thin and average-looking. He had neither three heads nor six arms. His subordinates were raised from big fish and meat every day. Each of them is fat and strong, with four tough and powerful hooves, and he is also a good one-on-three player outside. How could he not be the opponent of the old man? Could it be that the old man has super powers, just like the ones on TV, one breath, one fart, The kind that can kill people.
The drunkard walked down the steps. The gang of men on the ground were either covering their chests or their stomachs. Of course, some of them were even more miserable. They were covering their buttocks. They probably had broken anus.
As the head of the nursing home of the Duke's Mansion, and eating rice from the Duke's Mansion, he naturally has to work hard for the Duke's Mansion. Escape is impossible. Looking at the old man, the drunkard said with a smile: "Good boy, hand There are a few things down there, let’s see my bartender take care of you.”
With such a result, Lao Bu Sheng still didn't want to show up. After all, he came to the Duke's Mansion to do something, and he didn't want to fight. What he was lying on the ground was all helpless.
Also looking at the drunkard, the old man explained: "I heard that Duke Min was ill. I just wanted to come and visit. What happened next was all a misunderstanding."
"You beat me up so many times and you say it's a misunderstanding. You think I'm a three- or four-year-old naughty boy. How can I believe you?" The drunkard was very angry.
"This is really a misunderstanding."
"Stop talking nonsense. If there is no misunderstanding, let's fight first and then talk about it." He interrupted the old immortal, took up his stance, and the drunkard rushed over like an old immortal.
Naturally, there is no need for any weapons in the martial arts competition. The old immortal is bare-handed, and naturally the drunkard is the same. The two of them still understand the general morality of the world. It's just that their offensive methods are a bit obscene. It specializes in attacking the opponent's chest, lower abdomen, crotch, and back of the buttocks. These areas are not fatal but are extremely uncomfortable after being injured.
The drunkard has a huge body. In addition, the food in Min Guogong's mansion is good, and his body is even taller and stronger. On the other hand, the old man is much worse. Although he has eaten a lot of chicken from Li Baoguo, he may not have absorbed it well. It’s because Li Baoguo lacked experience in breeding. The chickens he raised were quite big, but the nutritional value was lower, and the body couldn’t fully absorb them. Otherwise, after eating so many chickens, he would be too lazy to cook them, so he would be full of belly. It's bulging, but the old man's belly is flat, and his figure is still very enviable by girls.
The drunkard punched out with both fists, one punch struck the chest of the old immortal, and the other punched the lower abdomen of the old immortal. It was a two-pronged attack. If the old immortal wanted to avoid it, it was impossible. If he could hide from the top, he could not hide from the bottom. The drunkard was very proud. This trick of mine has been tried and tested, and it has been very effective against the enemy many times. Because he doesn't know how to survive forever, the drunkard wants to defeat the enemy with one move.
The old immortal did not hide, but faced the difficulty. The drunkard had one fist on the top and the other on the bottom. Naturally, a blank area would appear between the bodies, and this was what the old immortal saw. The old immortal could easily hide. After passing the two punches of the drunkard, the body did not stop, but continued to move forward, and then rotated 180 degrees. Naturally, most people cannot use this move. First of all, you must have a good figure, otherwise it will be very difficult to rotate. , the old immortal turned around, put his back against the drunkard's chest, and hit the drunkard's lower abdomen with his elbow, and suddenly the drunkard felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. However, the drunkard was not afraid in the face of danger. Instead of checking his injuries, he retracted his hands and wanted to hug the old immortal. The drunkard believed in himself and could completely lock the old immortal with his own strength.
It's just that the drunkard's speed was slower. As soon as the drunkard's arm was retracted, the old immortal's body slid down and escaped the drunkard's lock.
This move seems simple, but there are still many tricks in it. The first is your eyesight, which can accurately find the angle of the opponent's attack. After all, your body is in motion, and you will hit your opponent if you are not careful. In terms of punches, the other one is that you must have enough strength. When the opponent is running at high speed, you can stick to the opponent's body without being knocked away by the opponent. And you have to react quickly, seize the opportunity to attack immediately, and escape immediately after success.
The drunkard didn't succeed, but he wasn't angry. After all, his subordinates were not drunkards, and he didn't expect that he could subdue the old man with one move. The drunkard planned to launch a second attack.
Never thought that the old immortal was not over yet. The old immortal's body slid down to the drunkard's step and stopped. Then he rotated his body 180 degrees and punched out with his right fist. The target was naturally the drunkard's crotch.
"Ah" the drunkard's scream was still loud. Although the drunkard has been a bachelor all his life and has never used the thing below, but it is useless, which does not mean that it can resist beatings. Just as fragile.
The drunkard's screams continued, and the white cat and black dog couldn't help but touch their crotch. After all, they had to use this thing every night. The two of them were also very lucky. They were very respectful to the old immortal just now. , just greedy for the other party's two taels of silver.
Probably because of the pain, the drunkard suddenly remembered that this move seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and it was very familiar.
But the drunkard didn't think clearly, and the pain in another part of his body once again made the drunkard scream louder.
The attack on the crotch was successful, which was also expected by Lao Bu Shi. This move can be said to be tried and true. However, this move is a series of attacks and is a supporting one. For example, if a female friend wears sunscreen on her face, she must wipe it off. When it comes to moisturizing and whitening, it wouldn’t be perfect if one step is missing.
The same move was used by Lao Immortal. When attacked from below, another vulnerable part of the human body could not fall. His feet slipped sharply, his body rolled, and he slipped behind the drunkard. He crossed his palms and stretched out his index finger, fiercely He stabbed the drunkard in the back. This move was very obscene and insidious. Of course the effect is also very obvious.
The pain coming from below prevented the drunkard from bending down voluntarily and covering it with his hands. As a result, the person bent down, which made it easier for the old immortal to attack.
"Ah ah ah" this time the drunkard screamed much louder, covering his crotch with one hand and his butt with the other. The drunkard's heart ached with pain.
The pain also made the drunkard sober up a lot. Fortunately, although the pain was a little stronger, it went away quickly and the pain finally subsided. The drunkard turned around and asked the old man: "Old man, who are you and how can you do this?" .
At this moment, the old immortal was very proud. He had defeated one, two, three, four, well, ten people. The hero was still as strong as before. If he was wearing a green gown, a square scarf on his head, and soap on his feet, Boots, holding a feather fan in his hand, he should look a lot like Zhuge Liang.
Looking at the face that was distorted by pain and looking even uglier, the old man replied with a smile: "This is what I created myself."
"How is this possible?" You must know that this kind of despicable and obscene move is strictly prohibited by the World Martial Arts Association because it is too vicious. Generally, martial arts practitioners who have a sense of shame will not study this kind of move. In the impression of drunkards, Only one person knows this move, and he still uses it often. And looking at the old man in front of him, he used such a move without any pressure and was extremely familiar, which made the drunkard have to be suspicious.
"How is this impossible?" Lao Immortal was very disdainful. He still had many self-created moves, but he hadn't used them yet.
"You, what's your name?" The drunkard can be sure that this trick was not learned secretly by the old man.
"If I don't change my name in business, I won't change my surname. I will never die when I am old." He crossed his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with his eyes. Well, the sun was a bit dazzling, so he squinted slightly. After all, he was also a person with a story. When he needed to pretend, he still had to pretend.
"Pa, ouch" the drunkard knelt heavily on the ground. Of course, the scream behind him was also made by the drunkard. Unfortunately, there happened to be a stone on the ground.
The old immortal turned his head and looked, his body bounced and flew far away, uh, what is going on, "Don't bother me, don't bother me, get up, I won't hit you."
At this moment, the drunkard's face was full of tears and his voice was choked with sobs. I don't know if it's because of the pain, but my face is very distorted.
"Master". I haven’t seen him for more than ten years, but Lao Immortal has changed a lot. His waist has become bent, and his body is a little shaky. But this move still can’t be deceptive. He is undoubtedly his master, and he is called Lao Immortal. It's a weird name, I can be sure of it.
As soon as these two words came out, several guards who were pretending to be dead on the ground were awakened, including the two white cats and black dogs who were watching the battle, and of course Lao Immortal.
"You are?" The old immortal looked at the drunkard in disbelief.
"I am Xiao Jiujiu, Master, you don't remember me." The drunkard crawled a few steps and came to the old immortal, hugging his calf.
"Why are you uglier than before?" The girl changed her age. But for someone as old as a drunkard, his appearance should not change much. The old man was very doubtful about Xiaojiu's identity.
"Well" the drunkard received a critical hit of 10,000 points, "Master, this is not the key, the key is that I miss you very much."
The old man looked at the drunkard carefully. According to common sense, he had only left Shuntian Mansion for more than ten years, and a person's appearance should not have changed so much. So he said: "How do you prove that you are Xiao Jiujiu?"
"Uh, okay, Master's nonsensical problem has happened again." The drunkard thought hard and finally thought of something. He said with a smile: "Master, I thought of it. Once we sneaked out of the Queen's window in the middle of the night." .
The old man hurriedly covered the drunkard's mouth, put on a different expression, and said, "Okay, stop talking, I believe you."
The war was still going on at that time, and there were rumors that the current emperor, Zhu Xiluo, was ill. It was a common symptom among middle-aged men. But Zhu Xiluo was the king of a country. For the sake of thousands of people, he Immortal got this mission to find out. The waiter secretly put some medicine into Zhu Xiluo's tea. Well, you know, it's nothing more than a delaying medicine, something that makes people feel hot and active. In the evening, the old man brought the drunkard to listen to the corner. Fortunately, although the current Holy Master was in poor health and the time under the stimulation of the medicine was still very short, there was still no problem in carrying on the family line. Of course, these are all secrets. No more than three people know about it, Duke Min, himself, and the drunkard.
After his identity was confirmed, the drunkard was also very happy. He stood up, took the old man's hand, and asked excitedly: "Master, you haven't been anywhere in the past ten years. My apprentice misses you so much."
The old man shook off the drunkard's hand in disgust, and there was still snot on it, and replied: "I haven't gone anywhere. By the way, how is the Duke's health?"
"It's much better, now I can get out of bed and walk around," the drunkard said, wiping the tears on his face.
"Find someone to tell you that I want to see the Duke."
"Okay, I'll go." A person rushed out and ran towards the house without waiting for the drunkard's instructions. This person was Black Dog. Through the conversation between the two, Black Dog had already understood the current situation, so he thought To make up for it, after all, it is not easy to find a promising job. As soon as he heard what the old man said, he ran in to report.
The white cat let out a long sigh, he was still a step too late.
The drunkard dragged Lao Immortal towards the house. Lao Immortal looked at the white cat standing beside him with his head bowed and a smile on his face and said: "Remember to return the hundred taels to me."
