"Stop. Robbery!"
The speaker was a tall and thin man.
His voice was very sharp. He was wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes and a shedding sheepskin jacket, and he was holding a bright dagger in his hand.
"Yes, fighting and robbing!"
The one who echoed was a big fat man.
The fat man alone was as wide as the three thin men. He only wore a patched coarse cotton coat on his extremely strong body, not a leather jacket.
Logically speaking, it is a bit cold to wear only thin cotton-padded clothes in late autumn now.
Xia Zhichan has true energy in her body, and coupled with the black and white mysterious robe on her body, she is almost immune to cold and heat, so she doesn't need to wear cotton clothes at all.
Nan Er changed into cotton clothes, but they were also very thin. He has been practicing martial arts with his master since he was a child. He has been practicing hard in the winter and in the summer, so his body is very strong, and a cotton coat is enough to keep out the cold.
Both of them were surprised and couldn't even believe their ears.
"Robbery! Do you hear me? Hand over all the valuable things you have on you, or I will kill you with a knife."
The thin man urged in a sharp voice, and as he spoke, he deliberately waved the knife in his hand a few times.
"Yes, please pay me!"
The fat man stuttered a little and echoed stumblingly. His broad figure suddenly blocked the path of Xia Zhichan and the two of them, and he seemed to refuse to let them go without giving them money.
"Hey, how many people are there? You have such a harsh tone."
Nan Er was so confused that he couldn't see people clearly. Sometimes there were two people in front of him, sometimes there were four people, and sometimes there might be eight people, or even more people.
He could only tilt his head and ask.
"You can't count by yourself? Isn't it obvious that there are three people..."
Xia Zhichan rolled his eyes. He didn't even bother to talk to Nan Er, who was already drunk, and looked at the funny thief in front of him.
"What are you three doing?"
Three... Where did the third person come from?
The two thieves, fat and thin, looked at each other. Although the fat man looked tall and tall, he was actually very timid. He tremblingly asked the thin man beside him:
"Two, two, two, brother, are they crazy? They still talk about donkeys..."
"Shut up! Don't mention that idiot."
The thin man seemed to be the backbone at first glance. He first scolded the fat man for what he said next, and then tightened the hand holding the knife:
"They were drunk. They couldn't even see several people clearly. Don't think too much."
"oh."
The fat man blinked hard a few times, his small eyes squeezed into thin air by the fat, and then tried hard to look scary.
"Master, I have a knife. Don't be shameless and hand over the money quickly."
"Yes, pay the money quickly!"
The thin man didn't take the two brothers seriously when he saw the two people in front of him, so he said a few harsh words and deliberately used a knife to show off some kind of martial arts.
I learned this from the top performers in the world of martial arts, and I just learned to show off. It's okay to scare ordinary people, but most people in the world of martial arts won't be afraid.
"Hey, how can you be sure that we two are rich? Look, we are so poor that we don't even have a sheepskin coat like you."
Xia Zhichan is not in a hurry to take action now. They are just two little thieves anyway, so they can watch it for fun now.
"Yes, yes, yes, brother Er Er Er, he, he, they can't even afford a fur coat..."
The fat man nodded cooperatively.
"Idiot! Why are you still speaking for them? Do you think they are dressed like poor people? And you didn't hear what they said in the wine shop."
The thin man glared at the fat man and said fiercely:
"They said they had no money and still made such a loud voice. They were obviously afraid that others would kill themselves for the sake of money!"
"Brother Er Er Er Er is right!"
The fat man nodded vigorously, and the folds on his neck folded up several times, shaking with his nodding movements.
"If nothing else, you are you!"
The thin man pointed Xia Zhichan hard with the knife and stared with bloodshot eyes:
"The crown on your head must be gold! How dare you say that you have no money..."
Xia Zhichan tilted her head, and then she remembered that she had specially exchanged the golden crown for today, in order to adjust her condition and prepare for a big battle at any time.
Unexpectedly, two thieves targeted this thing.
"This thing is actually made of brass, not gold."
Xia Zhichan said and couldn't help but smile. Previously, he was disliked by the novice novice monk because this golden crown was not made of pure gold. He did not expect that he would be targeted by others so quickly.
"Why are you laughing! The brass one must be very valuable too. Take it off for me quickly."
The thin man doesn't care about gold or brass, as long as it's something valuable.
"Hahaha, if I don't give it to you, what can you do?"
"I'll ride on my horse and kill you!"
The thin man may have reached the limit of his patience. He took a step forward, raised the knife in his hand and stabbed him.
The fat man also shouted, not knowing whether it was to scare others or to embolden himself, and walked over with heavy steps.
At the same time, Xia Zhichan felt that the muscles of Nan Er, whom she had been supporting, tightened instantly. Even though the latter seemed to be too drunk to find Bei, it was easy to defeat such a thief who did not know martial arts.
But he pushed Nan Er out in no hurry, causing Nan Er to run directly into the fat man's arms.
Then the thin man came over.
Although the dagger is short, it is clearly sharpened.
Xia Zhichan took a step back leisurely, then smiled at the thin man and said:
"Look behind you."
"Stop talking nonsense, I won't..."
The thin man wants to say that he will not be fooled. If you ask me to turn back, I will turn back. When I turn around, you will run away directly. I will not be fooled.
Although he thought so in his heart, his body turned around involuntarily, and then he directly grabbed the blade and rushed back.
As soon as he stood still, he saw a person appearing in front of him, someone he was very familiar with.
"Little donkey..."
The person standing in front of him was a small man, but he had thick eyebrows and big eyes and looked very energetic. He is Slim Man's other brother, and like Fat Man, he has been with Slim Man since childhood.
Just a few days ago, the thin man offended a big gangster in Jiangcheng. The latter hired more than a dozen people to beat up the three brothers. The thin man used his legs to run away, and the fat man was knocked unconscious. Only the smallest boy The donkey was hacked to death.
The thin man later found the unconscious fat man and the dead donkey. The fat man was woken up by him, while the little donkey was buried somewhere he found.
Now he suddenly saw the dead little donkey face to face again, which really frightened the thin man into a cold sweat, and he almost couldn't hold the knife.
"Second brother, it hurts me so much."
The little donkey was still looking at the thin man with a sad look on his face. He shouted as he approached the thin man.
"No! Don't come over here, I have a knife!"
The thin man was so frightened that he backed away while waving the knife in his hand desperately.
"Second brother, why didn't you save me then? Aren't we brothers who kowtow..."
The little donkey completely ignored the knife in the thin man's hand. He still approached little by little. The sharpened dagger slashed at him, but it could only pass through his body and could not hurt him at all.
"No! Don't come here, don't come here, your death has nothing to do with me, don't pester me!"
The thin man was waving the knife in his hand like a maniac, not daring to stop even if it had no effect at all. He kept saying things like not caring about his own business.
"Second brother, I feel so much pain - look at me, I feel so much pain!"
As the little donkey spoke, several bloodstains suddenly appeared on his originally intact face, and blood flowed down from the location of the bloodstains.
The thin man was so frightened by the sight in front of him that he didn't even notice that the knife in his hand fell.
"Second brother, don't we say we live and die together? Why did you abandon me and run away..."
"No, no, no, I, I, I..."
The thin man's eyes widened, and he tried desperately to shake his head, but his neck seemed to be completely stiff and he couldn't move even a little bit.
He could only watch the dead little donkey approaching him.
"Second brother! Come and accompany me!"
The little donkey came over laughing, the bloodstains on his face were torn open, and his whole head was beaten to pieces like a watermelon.
ah--
The thin man stared at the hungry ghost in front of him, trembling with fear. Now he couldn't even walk and sat down on the ground.
"Hahahahaha, I want you all to accompany me! We brothers must always be together!"
The thin man was already foaming at the mouth. He stared at the bloody scene in front of him, rolled his eyes and passed out.
His last thought before losing consciousness was a lie he told the fat man. He said that he had found a place to bury the little donkey, and he would find time to take Fatty to pay homage to the little donkey.
But the fact is that the little donkey was chopped into several pieces by the thugs hired by the big gangsters. The thin man didn't dare to take a second look, and he just used all his strength to drag the fat man away.
He didn't dare to collect the little donkey's body, and he didn't even dare to go to the place where the incident happened.
He was the one who felt sorry for his brothers and was the first to run away after causing trouble, leaving behind his two brothers who had followed him since childhood.
The fat man was lucky to survive, but the little donkey was tricked by him.
I was wrong. If I hadn't run away, if I hadn't provoked the gangsters, if I had taken my brothers to do serious things before...
Maybe everything won't be like this anymore.
Bang. The thin man fell to the ground and fainted from fear.
"Okay, it's time for you to go."
Xia Zhichan stopped the little donkey soul who was about to attack and signaled that he could leave. The latter changed back to his clean appearance, bowed to Xia Zhichan and disappeared.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Compared with Xia Zhichan's side, Nan Er's side is much simpler.
Even though he was drunk, he still had no problem dealing with a thief, so he pushed the fat man against the wall, and then the fat man bounced back, and then he was pushed against the wall again, and the cycle started again.
In the end, the fat man fell to the ground and vomited.
Nan Er was so disgusted that he vomited when he saw it.
The fat man vomited because he was dizzy from being shaken, and Nan Er because the alcohol in his body returned to him after exercising.
Xia Zhichan pinched her nose and shook her head.
