"But……"
"What else can you say? Brother is right. He has a sword, so why should we be afraid? We have knives in our hands. At worst, the three of us can attack him from both sides. If a frontal attack doesn't prevail, we can launch a sneak attack. We don't care if it's an unfair victory. We don't care about the process, we only care about the result."
Hearing this, the man bit his lip. The uneasiness in his heart made him hesitate to speak.
He blinked and was about to say something.
Another man next to him raised his hand and nudged him with his elbow.
The man lowered his voice, opened his mouth, and spoke quietly.
They are not gentlemen, so don't care about that.
Even if others saw that they won unfairly, the people would not dare to say anything.
"Okay." After hearing what his companion said, the man pursed his lips, nodded, and opened his mouth to reply.
really.
He is quite right.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four legs.
Even if the man's kung fu was great, with three of them against one of him, they outnumbered him and he definitely had no chance of winning.
That being the case.
Then your worries are unnecessary.
Yesterday, the two of them escaped in a panic because of that man, and today they must wash away the shame.
I can't show any lack of confidence.
Otherwise, if Fatty saw it, he would scold him again.
And the brothers around me will also laugh at me.
The man blinked, then raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yihan who was not far ahead.
He rolled his eyes.
Suddenly, the moment he saw him, a light bulb went off in his head.
I thought of a more foolproof method.
"Brother Fatty, I have a better idea." The man blinked, tilted his head, looked at the fat man, moved his lips, and spoke.
Although there is no big problem with what my companion just said.
But he thought about it.
I made a slight change to his suggestion.
It will be even more perfect.
The most important thing is that by making this change, their chances of winning are increased by more than a little.
The fat man originally planned to take action according to the plan discussed by several people.
As a result, after hearing what the man said, he instantly became interested.
The fat man retracted his leg, blinked, turned to face the man, pursed his lips, and asked, "Oh? Is there a better way? Tell me."
He asked curiously.
If it were an ordinary citizen, he would definitely not be so troublesome and would just take action directly.
But the fat man obviously saw that the man from outside the city in front of him had some real kung fu skills.
He has been domineering in the city for many years.
If I lose today.
The breeze from yesterday is gone forever.
The common people who were oppressed by them in the past will certainly take this opportunity to stage a scene of slaves singing for the sake of liberation.
Fatty would never allow or let such a thing happen.
Although he has absolute confidence in himself.
But nothing is absolute.
If there is a method with a greater chance of success, he is certainly willing to listen and then make a decision.
"Brother Fatty, I just thought about it carefully. We can't have three of us attack one person at the beginning. He will definitely be prepared and will realize that we are targeting him alone. In this way, he won't need to worry about the other two people."
When the man got to the key point, he felt a little dry in the mouth. He stopped and swallowed, preparing to moisten his throat before continuing.
His companion saw that he stopped halfway through listening, and the other man frowned slightly. He raised his hand, stretched out his finger, and poked his arm.
"Keep talking, why did you stop so suddenly? Are you going to keep us in suspense even though we are your own people?"
The man opened his lips and said.
Did he know that he was suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence, just like being interrupted on his way to the toilet?
"No, no, I didn't mean to keep you in suspense. I just talked too much and my throat suddenly felt a little dry. I'll moisten my throat and continue right away."
"Hurry up and tell me. If that guy sees us staying here for so long, he might think we are afraid of him and don't dare to come forward."
The fat man raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Yihe who was always ready to fight with them.
Seeing his serious look, his brows slightly frowned.
I don’t know if I’m overthinking it.
Out of nowhere, my eyelids twitched a few times without any warning, as if foreshadowing something.
Fatty never believed this.
It just happened to be such a coincidence that my eyelids twitched at this very moment today.
He couldn't help but think a little more.
"Sir, why did they suddenly stop? Are they secretly plotting something bad?"
Wujing saw that Fatty and the others were halfway there and stopped halfway. He frowned and spoke worriedly.
If it was just a head-on confrontation, he would naturally believe his own young master.
I'm just afraid that those black-hearted villains will play tricks on me.
The young master was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and he had never been involved in any of the dirty tricks used by those hooligans.
If they really have any bad intentions, the young master may not be their opponent.
Xiao Yi shook his head, opened his mouth, and said, "It doesn't matter. No matter what they are discussing, I am confident in myself. Wujing, you don't have to worry about me. Your most important task is to take good care of Miss Li and don't let those people take advantage of the opportunity to hurt her. Of course, you also have to pay attention to your own safety and be careful. Let me deal with the fat man first, and then teach those two men yesterday a lesson. Let's see if they dare to call people to cause trouble again in the future?"
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