At night, there were almost no pedestrians in Weiba Hutong. Whether Qin Xiaopang could get his first bite of food of the day depended entirely on the reward from the man in the Ma Gua.
The man in a Ma Gua was eating a bowl of mutton noodles. Half of the noodle soup was broth and the other half was mutton fat. The mutton fat was full of bright red peppers. The man in a Ma Gua was sweating profusely while eating.
The aroma of mutton and chili wafted into Xiaopang's nose, eroding his last bit of dignity bit by bit.
"Kowtow to me. As long as you kowtow, I will give you a sip of soup." The man in a mandarin jacket came to Qin Xiaopang with the noodle soup.
It is impossible to kowtow.
The man in the jacket took a sip of the hot noodle soup and said, "You've been kneeling here for a whole day, are you still afraid to kowtow?"
He was kneeling here because Xiaopang was hit by a spell. His lower body was immobilized and only some of the joints in his upper body could move. Otherwise, he would have fought to the end with this man in a mandarin jacket as long as he had one breath left.
The man in the jacket sighed and said, "I know you guys practice food cultivation. If you don't eat for a day, your stomach and intestines will catch fire. The flames will burn all the way to your throat, burning your heart, liver, spleen and stomach inch by inch. It's uncomfortable just thinking about it."
As he spoke, the man in the jacket took another sip of noodles and said, "I really pity you. If you kowtow to me sincerely, I will give you a bowl of soup immediately and guarantee that you will live one more day.
Knock, knock quickly,
Don't think that if you want to die, I can kill you today. If you don't drink this soup, I will make you eat something else.
Do you see the toilet over there? I'll get you a bowl of water later. If you don't want to eat it, I'll make you drink it. The young master said that he will let you live for at least three days."
Xiaopang closed his eyes. What the man in the mandarin jacket said was right. His stomach and intestines were on fire, burning his internal organs.
The man in the mandarin jacket would really go to the toilet to fish out food for him to eat. This bastard could do anything.
But Xiaopang wouldn't kowtow to him.
A man passed by the alley. He was wearing a red suit, a red top hat, and holding a bag of fried dough twists. He looked in the direction of Xiaopang.
He took out a fried dough twist and handed it to Xiaopang: "This is for you."
The aroma of the fried dough twist made Xiaopang open his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.
Because he was facing away from the light, he couldn't see the man's face, but he felt that his figure looked familiar.
Xiaopang reached out to grab the twisted dough sticks, but the man in the mandarin jacket suddenly raised his hand and knocked the dough sticks flying.
This result was within Xiaopang's expectations, and he closed his eyes again.
But the man in the red suit was very surprised: "What are you doing? I'm giving a beggar a bite to eat..."
"Who told you to give him food?" The man in a mandarin jacket looked at the man in a suit with his signature gangster smile on his face.
The man in the red suit blinked his eyes, confused and scared: "What's wrong? He's a beggar. I gave him some food. What's wrong with that?"
"I don't want you to give it to me, is that not okay?" The smile on the man in the mandarin jacket disappeared.
"I, I just gave him something to eat. This, this is giving food to a beggar. What did I do wrong? We need to be reasonable..." The man in the red suit was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly. He was obviously very scared, but he still wanted to say a few more words.
The Ma Gua man hates this kind of people the most.
"You're the only one who can reason. How can there be so much reason in the world? What the hell gives you the right to reason with me? I beat the shit out of you and then gave it to him to eat. Do you think this is reasonable?"
The man in the mandarin jacket stood up slowly. He wanted to teach the man in the suit a lesson.
From squatting to standing up, stand up halfway.
The center of gravity is extremely unstable, and the height is just right.
I thought I would have to provoke the man in the jacket a few more times before he was willing to stand up, but I didn't expect him to be so cooperative and stand up after just two sentences.
Li Banfeng was waiting for this opportunity. He raised his foot and kicked the soup bowl.
The boiling hot noodle soup, along with the chili oil, all poured over the man in the Ma褂.
The man in the Ma Gua thought he saw a person who liked to reason but was very easy to bully.
Such people are very suitable for venting.
He was not prepared at all, and until the hot soup splashed on his face, he didn't realize what was happening.
“Ah~~~”
The hot soup scalded him so much that he cried out, and the chili oil got into his eyes, causing the man in the jacket to cry in pain.
Although he was attacked by surprise, the man in the Ma Gua remained calm and a layer of grease immediately appeared on his body.
But his eyes were still in great pain from the burning of the chili pepper. Seeing the man in the jacket grimacing in pain, Li Banfeng felt heartbroken.
What should I do?
You can’t rub the pepper when it gets into your eyes, and there’s no water nearby to rinse it out. Am I just going to watch him suffer in pain?
Li Banfeng swung out a sickle from his sleeve, stepped forward and dug out the left eye of the man in the mandarin jacket, and said comfortingly: "It doesn't hurt this time, does it?"
His eyes were gouged out, and Li Banfeng felt that he should no longer feel any pain.
The man in the Ma Gua was a first-level cultivator and was in good physical condition, so he did not faint.
He looked at Li Banfeng with his remaining eye, wondering why Li Banfeng knew his weakness.
It is useless to use a sickle to cut other parts of his body. The fat on his body is very slippery. An ordinary knife will just cut it directly without leaving even a cut.
Oil would also come out of the body of the Dark Star Bureau's Light Bulb, and he had used this technique to guard against Li Banfeng at that time.
This type of people are called Oil Cultivators, and they rely on slippery skills to defeat their enemies.
His whole body could produce oil except his eyes, and as he was injured by the chili pepper, his magic was ineffective, so Li Banfeng gouged out his left eye with a knife.
Li Banfeng tried to dig his right eye again, but the man in the mandarin jacket blocked it with his arm. The sickle hit his arm and then slashed away, leaving no scar.
If the knife doesn’t work, use your fists and feet?
Punches and kicks were even more useless, as they all slipped on You Xiu's body.
This is the difficult part about Oil Repair. People who encounter Oil Repair for the first time simply cannot find any means of attacking them.
But how does You Xiu attack himself?
His hands are all greasy, so won't they slip when he hits someone? Won't he be unable to hold the knife himself?
The oil in the oil repair can be released at will. The man in the Ma Gua retracted the oil in his right hand, pulled out the machete, and chopped at Li Banfeng's forehead.
Li Banfeng was prepared and dodged it easily.
While Li Banfeng was dodging, the man in the mandarin jacket ran away immediately.
He lost an eye, which is a serious injury and he can't continue fighting.
The soles of his shoes were greased and he rushed forward like an ice skater.
Li Banfeng spread his legs and chased after him.
The man in the Ma Gua jacket felt his heart tighten, realizing that Li Banfeng might be a travel cultivator.
When you encounter a travel repairman, you cannot confront him head-on, you have to wait for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
Li Banfeng quickly caught up to him, but instead of fighting him, he ran along with him, not giving him a chance to launch a sneak attack.
The man in the jacket panicked and quickly changed his tactics. He ran while negotiating with Li Banfeng:
"My friend, where are you from? I am a guard at the Geng Family Medicine Store. You'd better ask about the origins of the Geng Family Medicine Store.
Now that we are at Yaowanggou, let's meet under the clear sky, eat the kiln, and then touch the plate, do you think it's okay?"
What he meant was that we shouldn’t fight tonight, but should meet at a restaurant tomorrow afternoon, and he would treat us to a meal to resolve this matter.
This was purely a delaying tactic. Li Banfeng plucked out one of his eyes. Such a huge hatred was not so easy to resolve.
However, since Li Banfeng came to rescue people, the man in the mandarin jacket was sure that he would not kill him, so he said something softly first to avoid this disaster, and it would not be too late to seek revenge on the man in the suit later.
"Shoulder to shoulder, is it okay or not? Give me a word!" The man in the mandarin jacket was waiting for Li Banfeng's reply.
Li Banfeng replied: "I don't understand."
The man in the Ma Gua almost slipped.
"You are not a gangster?"
"What did you say?" Li Banfeng looked confused.
"Let me tell you this. I'm from Geng's Pharmacy. Our boss is from Jiang Xiang's gang. If you want to make enemies with us, you'd better think about it carefully.
How about you take that fat guy away, and let tonight's incident be over. Do you think we can discuss this matter?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "We have something to discuss. Do you think we should discuss it while standing or while running?"
The man in the mandarin jacket was speechless. Li Banfeng wanted to keep wasting time!
Whether standing or running, as long as he wasted time, he would not be able to accept it.
What he really meant was that the matter ended here and that Li Banfeng should stop pursuing her.
He slid forward on the ground, seemingly taking less effort than Li Banfeng, but maintaining a state of being covered in oil actually consumed a lot of physical strength.
With the Ma Gua man's current level of cultivation, he could only maintain it for five minutes at most. He was almost reaching his limit.
However, Lu Xiu has good endurance and Li Banfeng is still far from his limit.
Whether he was standing or running, after another three or two minutes, the man in the Ma Gua would be exhausted and would definitely be out of gas.
An oil repairman without oil can only wait for death in front of a travel repairman.
In order to save energy, the men in Ma褂 secretly collected the oil on their bodies and only left a layer on the soles of their shoes.
In this situation, the man in the mandarin jacket could hold on for more than half an hour, which was enough for him to run back to the pharmacy.
Once we get to the pharmacy, with more help, we will definitely be able to deal with Li Banfeng.
After the oil is recovered, the oily sheen on the man's body will disappear and the luster of his skin will become dimmer.
I thought Li Banfeng wouldn't notice this change.
I didn't expect that Li Banfeng actually paid attention to it.
He had been staring at the greasy shine on the man in the jacket's face, but when he saw the shine fade, he immediately pierced the man's cheek with a knife.
"Ah~~~" the man in the mandarin jacket screamed and quickly mobilized the grease to slide his cheek away from the blade.
What's wrong with this kid?
He knows a lot about oil repair!
Li Banfeng poked a hole in his face, causing unbearable pain and filling his mouth with cold air.
The man in the Ma Gua jacket was suffering terribly, and worse things were yet to come.
Ahead is the only way back to the medicine shop, a straight road, more than three miles long, without even a fork in the road.
It was impossible to get rid of Li Banfeng in this road condition, but he had to take this road. The fat on the man in the mandarin jacket was getting thinner and thinner, and he could not hold on any longer.
Seeing Li Banfeng raising his sickle and slashing again, the man in the mandarin jacket stopped and prepared to fight Li Banfeng to the death.
"Little bastard, since you want to die so badly, I'll help you do so today!"
After saying that, he wiped off all the grease on his body and pulled out a machete from his waist.
"Come on, let's not play dirty tricks, let's use force!" The man in the mandarin jacket wanted to confront Li Banfeng head-on.
This tactic seems unreasonable.
Without the protection of grease, the Oil Repairman cannot be a match for the Brigade Repairman in close combat.
What use is his desperate tactics?
Li Banfeng raised his sickle and shouted, "Come on, use the hard way."
After saying that, Li Banfeng rushed forward.
The soles of the man in the Ma褂 suddenly felt oily and he spun around quickly on the spot.
As he turned, more than a hundred darts hidden on his body were thrown out like bullets.
This is the life-saving skill of the man in a mandarin jacket.
In a desperate situation, he first collected his grease, made a desperate gesture, and lured the opponent forward for close combat.
When the opponent gets really close, he will quickly release the oil and spin at high speed, shooting darts all over his body.
Even though this move doesn't sound very clever, the man in the Ma Gua has killed many masters in actual combat.
When it comes to life and death, who can see so far ahead? Opportunities are fleeting, so how can one think so clearly?
But Li Banfeng thought very clearly.
The man in the Ma Gua had great acting skills and he said he wanted to fight to the death with Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng's acting skills were better. He rushed forward to fight with the man in a mandarin jacket, but after running two steps, he quickly turned around and hid in a corner far away.
Ding ding dong!
The man in the mandarin jacket threw all the darts on his body in one breath.
He stopped to look for Li Banfeng's body, but after searching for a long time, there was no trace of him.
Where is Li Banfeng?
Could it be that the dart failed to kill him?
The man in the mandarin jacket was startled and quickly prepared to defend himself with his grease all over his body.
Where does this little bastard come from?
How could he defend against my killer move?
No, the oil can’t hold up anymore, I have to go back to the pharmacy quickly!
The man in the mandarin jacket was about to run away when he suddenly smelled smoke. Someone had thought of a way for him.
This is the only way for him to return to the pharmacy.
Someone had been waiting for him here for a long time.
Yu Nan took a puff of her cigarette and spit it out at the man in the Ma Gua.
The smoke was curling around, enveloping the man in the Ma褂.
The man in the Ma褂, who was covered in oil, caught fire on the spot.
ps: Thanks to Heidao Ruxue.
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