Push open the door panel of the old house next to the well on Lushui Street, and you will see the long stairs leading to the underground lake. The familiar musty smell immediately penetrates your nose.
Wei Jing patted his face and blew his nose;
Fan Jun made a sound and spat heavily at his feet.
The two of them walked down the long ladder one after another. Wei Jing was bored and asked Fan Jun for a pair of iron crutches that were full of chop marks.
"This kidnapper is a bargain. He was chopped into pieces like this when he encountered Tang Biao's sword!" Wei Jing pointed to several deep gaps in the top. He looked at Fan Jun's arm, stuck out his tongue and said: "You put the crutch on your arm and use it as an iron arm to hit someone. If the opponent's knife is sharper or stronger, wouldn't it be a single blow?" I’ll chop off your arm and even the crutch!”
Fan Jun was naturally dissatisfied, but he couldn't think of anything to argue with, so he could only reply casually: "I spent ten silver dollars to buy this kid from an old blacksmith in my hometown. How can it be compared with the rare treasures of the wealthy Leopard Hall. "
"The broadsword is generous, and it is good at cutting. If you use the crutch as a shield, you will suffer a loss no matter what." Wei Jing played with the crutch in his hand, imitating Fan Jun's grasping method. After a few times, he had an idea As soon as he moved, he pointed at the two ends of the kidnapper and said: "Fan Jun, if you hit someone with this kidnapper, you will at most get bruises and broken bones. If you sharpen the two ends and drive them out straight, it can pierce the opponent's chest. Wouldn't it be very powerful?" increase!"
As soon as Wei Jing finished speaking, he clapped his hands again and said, "Also, what do you think about hanging a few iron hooks on top?"
Fan Jun was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Huh! You can't come up with this idea. You can build it, but I don't have the shame to use it!"
"I know you're disdainful, I'm just saying casually." Wei Jing knew that Fan Jun considered himself to be tough and domineering in boxing, but if he held a pointed crutch with a hook and showed his teeth and claws, it would not look upright enough.
"One knife!" Fan Jun snatched the kidnapper back, held it against his hand, and said, "You only need to make a kidnapper that can block the blow of the broadsword, even if it can only block one knife, so that I can step in front of my opponent, that's me. world."
When Fan Jun said this, he turned around to face the wooden pillars on the wall of the staircase. He suddenly raised his hands and lowered his body as if to block a heavy knife. At the same time, he took a few steps and thrust his hands forward, one high and one low. , slightly leaning against the towering wooden pillar.
From the angle of Wei Jing's sight, Fan Jun's hands seemed to be against the enemy's throat and chest. In this case, no matter how sharp the enemy's sword was or how heavy the knife was, it would be difficult for Fan to use it. This kind of close distance was indeed Fan Jun's. The world of military.
"But if it is a short weapon, such as a scimitar..." Wei Jing walked down, tilting his head and thinking, "Like a claw, it can hook your back and stab your stomach; long weapons such as guns and spears can You can't prevent it from being stabbed from a distance; if it's something like that stinky girl's dragon-bone whip with thorns on it, you can't stop it with a crutch, and the whip will wrap around your hand."
"That's the mutual restraint of weapons, and when facing the enemy, we all rely on adaptability. In the scene at Lei Nan's house, I took the opportunity to get close to Qin Mengxian, and he hooked me in the head like this. I didn't let him hook me, just Just give him a scratch on the face, and I'll break his hand with the next move. Spears, whips and other things, the Moon Exploration Tower has encountered them at that time, it's nothing." Fan Jun followed, saying proudly.
In this way, the two of them went all the way down, discussing how to build a better kidnapper, discussing tactics from time to time, and talking about how to deal with other weapons if they encountered it.
Unknowingly, we have arrived at the underground passage to the lake. After walking through a long and quiet path, there are gradually more and more people.
Wei Jing led Fan Jun to 23rd Street based on his memory. He saw more and more Vole Gang flags planted outside the stores along the way. Even the original Double Knife Gang flags were planted outside the store. The Vole Gang flag was raised, the remaining legs were nowhere to be found, and everyone's face looked indifferent and numb.
The two of them walked around the long underground lake, stopping to look at some weird shops from time to time along the way.
Wei Jing saw several can-turning machines outside a small grocery store, so he took out a silver coin from Gongsun Yao's purse, exchanged it for some copper coins, and turned out a dozen cans in a row. He was overjoyed. Fan Jun was not interested and urged him to leave quickly.
I don’t know how long they walked like this, and gradually approached the 23rd Street. Wei Jing felt his mouth was dry and his legs were sore. Fan Jun was hungry again, so he picked up Wei Jing, who was squatting in front of the can machine for the third time, and carried him into a Dine at a noodle shop.
"Have you already eaten? Are you still going to eat?" Even though Wei Jing said so, seeing the bald boss smile, he looked a bit like Niu San, so he ordered a bowl of beef noodles with a braised egg; Fan Jun ordered a few noodles Pies, a platter of cut meats and a jug of wine, and they drank heavily.
Suddenly, there was a chase outside the noodle shop, and people were shouting: "Old boy, try to run away again!"
"It's the Field Mouse Gang!" Wei Jing became curious, picked up the bowl and gulped down the soup, wanting to finish it quickly and go out to watch the excitement.
"Xiaowei, don't forget the purpose of our coming down here, and don't cause other troubles." Fan Jun took a bite of the pancake and swallowed it with wine.
"What do the Field Mouse Gang have to be afraid of?" Wei Jing snorted a few times.
"Then Pan Yuan's family is also quite rich, but he has offended other more wealthy and powerful people in the past two years, so he had no choice but to hide in the lake underground to avoid the limelight, but he was restless and wanted to be famous underground. King. With his family property, it is not difficult to spend money to hire some powerful thugs." Fan Jun said slowly.
Wei Jing had finished his bowl, took out his money and slapped it on the table. He wiped his mouth and was about to retort when he heard a very intense sound of tables being turned over and bowls and chopsticks being thrown in the cafeteria next door.
The store owner tried to calm his cheeks, but was thrown out.
It seems that the guy who was being chased by the Vole Gang escaped into the next door, and the Vole Gang people also chased him in, and they started beating him randomly.
"Is the Vole Gang great? How can you chase down an old man?" The boss who was thrown out of the store covered his face and pointed at the store angrily.
A member of the Field Mouse Gang jumped out and kicked the boss in the leg, knocking him to his knees. He said proudly: "Are you not convinced? Have you ever heard of the King of the Ring at the Overlord Inn in Hualashi Street? Come here and kowtow to him." Big!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the boss's hair and pulled him back into the store.
Fan Jun was stunned when he heard the words "King of the Overlord Inn Arena". Before he could react, Wei Jing had already rushed outside. He saw nearby shops and passers-by looking into the cafeteria from a distance.
In the messy cafeteria, a man wearing a cloak and carrying a pair of crutches was sitting at a table that had not been overturned;
Five or six other field mice gang members pressed an old man to the ground, and the old man bared his teeth and cursed. He was holding something three feet long in his hand, which was wrapped in rags and airtight. A gang member stepped on it repeatedly, making a metallic sound, as if it was a weapon.
"Shui Bantian!" Wei Jing heard the old man scolding him repeatedly, and just as he thought the voice sounded familiar, he took a closer look and saw that it was Shui Bantian, an old drunkard he had met in the No. 4 branch of 23rd Street.
"What are you doing to bully the old man!" Wei Jing drew out his dagger from his waist and broke into the cafeteria in anger.
When the field mice saw Wei Jing coming with a sword, they all let go of their hands, took a few steps back, and drew their weapons from their waists.
"Huh? It's you again!" One of the field mouse gang members once followed Pan Yuan in chasing Wei Jing and still remembered his appearance. At this time, he opened his mouth and shouted: "This kid has offended Brother Pan, arrest him." Go back and receive the reward!”
