Anti-invasion of the heavens: water drops hit the face at the beginning

Chapter 28 Who said you can’t kill someone by poking them with a brush?

"Damn, can a lame person be a hero these days?"

Rather than being angry, these three people found it funny.

The green-spotted man walked over, shaking his head, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Lin Pingzhi's exposed half of his face.

"Boy, I'm too lazy to mention our names and gangs to scare you. Seeing how pitiful you are, life may not be easy. Take the money and go back to buy more firewood. It's almost winter and it's very cold."

As he said that, he took out a copper plate from his waist and stuffed it into Lin Pingzhi's arms. He also helped him straighten his clothes. Then he and his companion laughed twice before turning and leaving together.

And the mangy man, of course, still held the little girl tightly and wouldn't let go.

The little girl's arm was so painful that she had tears in her eyes, but she did not look at Lin Pingzhi for fear that he would be involved again.

She was already very grateful that this man could stand up for her for a piece of cake, and she dared not ask for anything more.

But with a flattering smile on his face, he kept begging for mercy to the three people, saying soft words: "Uncle, uncle, that old man yesterday is really my father, I... I will take you to my house, and where did I buy it?"

To open a cake shop, I..."

Seeing how incoherent she remembered, the maniac felt even more excited, and said with a smile: "Haha, okay, then let's go to your house and have a look to see if that old man is your father."

The little girl's originally pale face suddenly lit up with joy, and she hurriedly said: "Okay, sir, okay, sir, my home is in the west, so we should go this way."

However, despite several struggles, they still followed the original route of the three people. The little girl's flattering smile disappeared and was gradually replaced by endless fear. She cried with a cry: "Master, master, not this way, not this way..."

"

Clang.

The maniac suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head. He screamed, covered his head and turned around to glare angrily, looking around to see who was attacking him.

I saw a copper plate on the ground spinning several times before becoming still.

It was the one Qingbanlian had just given to Lin Pingzhi.

The lame scholar with disheveled hair stood there with a cold face, motionless.

"You fucking shameless person?"

Lepidium was so angry that he threw the little girl into Qing Bianlian's arms. The little girl let out a scream and felt that her arms were almost broken. Then, Qing Bianlian strangled her arms with a smile, making her unable to move.

She was so anxious that she looked over here, and she saw the maniac took out a dagger from his waist, strode forward, and when he got there, he stabbed Lin Pingzhi in the abdomen.

"No!" The little girl struggled and wailed miserably.

The surrounding vendors also showed unbearable expressions, and some even dared not look any further, turning their heads and closing their eyes.

But the maniac screamed "Ah!!" and howled like a ghost. The sound was so harsh that it made everyone around him tremble.

The person who looked away quickly looked back and saw the scoundrel kneeling on the ground, clutching his throat, trembling all over, coughing and retching, and blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Look at Lin Pingzhi again... He is in the same posture as before, using a cane to stand, and his body is also as clean and tidy.

The only difference is that his left hand without a crutch has an ordinary writing brush.

The vendor who didn't see him passing by had a confused look on his face and hurriedly asked a stunned colleague next to him what happened just now.

The man swallowed and said in disbelief: "This... this lame man just used a brush to push away the dagger of the Changhe Gang, and then stabbed his throat... Is it right? I didn't see it clearly, and then

That’s it.”

Use a brush?

Can a brush also fight?

The vendor who asked the question had a look of astonishment on his face.

The little girl who had been staring at Lin Pingzhi had changed from fear to surprise, to eyes filled with stars.

That move just now was so cool!

The blue-stained face controlled the little girl who suddenly became quiet, but her face became serious.

Seeing this scene, the man in bunt at the head finally frowned and said, "Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

Lin Pingzhi was also a little surprised by what he had just done. Although he had practiced martial arts before and had been arrogant, but after experiencing the tragedy of annihilating his family, he finally recognized the reality: he just knew the Kung Fu of a three-legged cat. Looking at the fundamentals of the world Not worth mentioning.

Not to mention the extremely handsome strokes and stabs just now, which he could easily pull off at his fingertips, were definitely something that his past self would never have been able to use.

After using the move for a long time, Lin Pingzhi recalled - wasn't this the sword path that his master had dismantled for him a few days ago?

Straight thrust is the most common and basic sword move, and it happens to be what Lin Pingzhi taught in his second class after using two copper coins to bind him.

The first class teaches internal strength and how to use internal strength to heal injuries.

"After a few days of practice..." Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi raised his head and said coldly.

He was ashamed of his past incompetence, so he attributed all the credit for his move to his master, without thinking that it was because of his previous foundation that he could learn it so quickly.

"How many days have you been practicing? Haha..." The bunter man smiled, walked over, and kicked aside the mangy man who was still retching and coughing.

He was a head taller than Lin Pingzhi, so he spoke condescendingly to Lin Pingzhi: "Do you know who we are?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said: "I know, they are a bunch of trash who always beg for mercy and behave themselves when meeting people in the martial arts world. When they meet ordinary people, they become arrogant and bully others."

The strong man originally wanted to introduce himself, but when he heard this, he became furious and said, "You're looking for fucking death!"

Then a slap came over, Lin Pingzhi's eyes narrowed, and he stabbed the opponent's Quchi point on the arm with his hair.

Hit!

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed, but only felt pain on his face.

Although he stabbed very quickly, he still hit this acupoint. However, the strong man only screamed in pain and hit Lin Pingzhi hard on the face with another punch, knocking Lin Pingzhi's feet to the ground. It flew four to five feet away.

When he raised his head with difficulty, the bridge of his nose was broken and blood was flowing freely.

The strong man shook his numb left hand and said in a loud voice: "Damn it, do you really think you are a sword god? Stab someone with a brush? Are you kidding me? Are you going to open a dyeing shop if I give you some color?"

"Lin Pingzhi!"

The little girl was finally forced to cry by the ups and downs. She jumped and struggled hard in Qingbanlian's arms, and shouted to Lin Pingzhi with tears streaming down her face: "Lin Pingzhi! Are you okay? You can leave quickly and leave me alone." I'm here, please leave me alone!"

'It turns out... I'm still so weak.'

Lin Pingzhi was lying on the ground, not wanting to stand up anymore. He looked at the sky, his eyes were a little red, and he didn't know whether it was because his nose was sore or because he was disappointed with himself. A tear slowly flowed down his cheek.

At this moment, a not tall figure covered the sky.

"Lin Pingzhi? Aren't you here to earn food expenses? Why were you beaten like this?"

Chen Guang's somewhat disgusted voice reached No. 2 Middle School.

Lin Pingzhi instantly turned over and got up. He still had the same pretentious look as before. He knelt on the ground and said in panic: "Master, disciple... No, this matter is definitely not a matter of martial arts. It is the disciple's arrogance and whims, and he actually used the brush as a sword. Yes, this is why we lost, we have insulted our master’s reputation, and this disciple deserves death!”

As he said this, he was about to knock his head hard on the ground, but Chen Guang quickly held him up with his hands.

"Hey, you've only been studying for a few days. Victory and defeat are common things in military affairs. It's normal to suffer losses and get hammered."

Chen Guang felt the force of Lin Pingzhi's kowtow and was speechless. He had to use such force to avoid being hit to death.

He knelt down, patted the dust on Lin Pingzhi's body, smiled and consoled him: "When I first started learning martial arts three years ago, I was often beaten by my senior brother."

Three...three years ago?

Lin Pingzhi was stunned.

In his eyes, this young master, who is not even older than him, is already a god-like figure, and his strength is probably still faintly superior to that of his parricide enemy Yu Canghai.

When he thought about it, his master must come from a family of martial arts students. His family background meant that he could be so capable at this age. How could he have thought that... his old man only started practicing martial arts three years ago?

"call……"

Lin Pingzhi sighed, it was not surprising that his master was a genius. As for the uncle who could suppress his master, he must be a first-class master, but he was too far away from him.

"Also, who said you can't kill someone by poking someone with a brush?"

"Ah?" Lin Pingzhi raised his head in shock.

(End of chapter)