Lord of Puluo

At night, there are almost no pedestrians in Weiwei Hutong. Whether Qin Xiaopang can get the first bite of food today depends entirely on the reward from the man in the mantle. new

The man in the mandarin jacket was eating a bowl of mutton noodles. Half of the bowl of noodle soup was broth and the other half was mutton fat. The mutton fat was full of bright red chilies. The man in the mandarin jacket was sweating from the heat.

The aroma of mutton and chili drifted into Xiaopang's nose, eroding his last bit of dignity.

"Kowtow to me. As long as you kowtow, I will give you a sip of soup." The man in the jacket came to Qin Xiaopang with the noodle soup.

It is impossible to kowtow.

The man in the mantle took a sip of the hot noodle soup: "You've been kneeling here all day, are you still afraid of kowtow?"

The reason he is kneeling here is because Xiaopang has been hit by a spell and his lower body is immobilized, and only part of the joints in his upper body can move. Otherwise, if he had one breath left, he would still have to fight this man in the jacket to the end.

The man in the mantle sighed and said: "I know that if you are food cultivators, 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. This feeling makes you feel uncomfortable just thinking about it."

As he spoke, the man in the mandarin jacket took another mouthful of noodles: "I really pity you, so just kowtow to me sincerely, and I will give you soup immediately, and I promise to let you live one more day.

Knock, knock quickly,

Don't think that you want to die, I can make you die today. If you don't drink this soup, I have to let you eat something else.

See the toilet over there? I will get you a bowl later. If you don't eat it, I will have to drink it for you. The young master said that you must live for at least three days. "

Xiaopang closed his eyes. The man in the mandarin jacket was right, his stomach and intestines were on fire, burning his internal organs.

The man in the mandarin jacket really knows how to go to the toilet and get something for him to eat. This bastard can do anything.

But Xiaopang would not kowtow to him.

A man passed by the alley. He was wearing a red suit and a red top hat. He was holding a bag of twists in his hand and looked in the direction of the little fat man.

He took out a piece of twist and handed it to Xiaopang: "This is for you to eat."

The smell of twists made Xiaopang open his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him.

Because of the light behind him, he couldn't see the man's face, but he felt that the man's figure looked familiar.

The fat man reached out to pick up the twist, but the man in the mandarin jacket suddenly raised his hand and knocked the twist away.

This result was expected by Xiaopang, and he closed his eyes again.

But the man in the red suit was very surprised: "What do you do? I'll give a beggar a bite to eat..."

"Who asked you to give him food?" The man in the mandarin jacket looked at the man in the suit with a smile, with a trademark ruffian smile on his face.

The man in the red suit blinked, confused and scared: "What's wrong? He's a beggar. I'll give you something to eat. What's wrong?"

"I don't want you to give it, don't you?" The man in the mantle's smile disappeared.

"I, I just gave him something to eat. This, this is for the beggars. I, what did I do wrong? We have to be reasonable..." The man in the red suit was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly. , obviously very scared, but still want to explain a few more words.

The man in the mantle hates this kind of person the most.

"You are the only one who knows how to be reasonable. How can there be so many reasons in the world? Why on earth do you want to be reasonable with me? I will beat your shit out and feed it to him. Do you think this is reasonable?"

The man in the mandarin jacket slowly stood up. He wanted to teach the man in the suit a good lesson.

From squatting to standing up, stand up halfway.

The center of gravity is extremely unstable, and the height is just right.

I thought it would take a few more words of irritation before the man in the mandarin jacket would stand up, but I didn't expect the man in the mandarin jacket to be so cooperative and stood up in just two words.

Li Banfeng was waiting for this opportunity. He raised his foot and kicked the soup bowl.

The hot noodle soup, together with the chili oil, all hit the man in the mandarin jacket's face.

The man in the mantle thought he saw a person who liked to reason and was very easy to bully.

Such people are very suitable for venting.

He didn't have any precautions in advance, and he didn't realize what happened until the hot soup hit his face.

"Ah~~~"

The hot soup made him cry out, and the chili oil poured into his eyes, which made the man in the mantle in pain shed tears.

Although he was attacked by a sneak attack, the man in the mandarin jacket remained intact, and a layer of grease immediately appeared on his body.

But his eyes were still in severe pain from the hot pepper, and Li Banfeng felt heartbroken when he saw the man in the mantle grimacing in pain.

This is how to do?

If the chili pepper got into his eyes, he couldn't rub them. There was no water nearby to rinse him. Could it be that he was just going to keep hurting like this?

Li Banfeng swung the sickle out of his sleeve, stepped forward and dug out the left eye of the man in the mantle, and said comfortingly: "It won't hurt this time, right?"

His eyes were gouged out, and Li Banfeng thought he shouldn't be in pain anymore.

The man in the mandarin jacket was a first-level cultivator. He was in good health and did not faint.

He looked at Li Banfeng with his remaining eye, wondering why Li Banfeng knew his weakness.

It's useless to use the sickle to cut other places. The layer of grease on his body is very slippery. If you cut it with an ordinary knife, it will be cut away without even leaving a hole.

Dark Star Bureau's light bulbs also emit oil, and he also used this technique to guard against Li Banfeng.

This kind of people are called oil repairers, and they rely on slick skills to defeat their enemies.

His whole body could produce oil, but his eyes were slow to produce oil. In addition, because he was injured by the chili pepper, the technique did not work well, so Li Banfeng dug out his left eye with a knife.

Li Banfeng went to pick his right eye again, but the man in the mandarin blocked it with his arm. The sickle struck his arm and slid away without leaving any scar.

Knife is ineffective, so fight with fists and feet?

His fists and feet were even more useless, they all slipped on You Xiu's body.

This is where You Xiu becomes difficult to deal with. People who meet You Xiu for the first time cannot find a way to attack him at all.

But how can Youxiu himself attack?

His hands are all oily, wouldn't they be slippery when he hits someone? Can't he hold a knife himself?

The oil of the oil repairer can be retracted and released at will. The man in the mandarin jacket put away the oil in his right hand, pulled out the machete, and slashed at Li Banfeng's forehead.

Li Banfeng was on guard and easily dodged.

Taking advantage of Li Banfeng's dodge, the man in the jacket immediately ran away.

One eye was lost. This was a serious injury and he could not continue fighting.

The soles of his shoes were oily and he rushed forward like an ice skater.

Li Banfeng spread his legs and chased after him.

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The man in the mandarin jacket felt nervous and realized that Li Banfeng might be a traveling monk.

When encountering traveling cultivators, you should not confront them head-on, but wait for opportunities to make a sneak attack.

Li Banfeng quickly caught up with him and ran with him without fighting, not giving him a chance to make a sneak attack.

The man in the mantle panicked and quickly changed his tactics. While running, he negotiated with Li Banfeng:

"Bingjianzi (friend), where are you from? I am the supporter (nursing hospital) of the Geng Family Medicine Store. You'd better find out the origin of the Geng Family Medicine Store.

Now that we have arrived at Yaowanggou, let’s not see the cloudy sky, but see the blue sky, eat the kiln, and then touch the plate, do you think it’s okay? "

What he meant was that we should not fight at night and meet at a restaurant during the day tomorrow. He would treat us to dinner and resolve the matter.

This was purely a delaying tactic. Li Banfeng picked off one of his eyeballs. Such a big hatred could not be easily resolved.

However, since Li Banfeng was here to save people, the man in the jacket was sure that he would not kill him, so he could avoid this disaster by saying soft words, and it would not be too late to seek revenge from the man in the suit in the future.

"Bingjianzi, okay or not, please tell me something!" The man in a jacket waited for Li Banfeng's reply.

Li Banfeng replied: "I don't understand."

The man in the mandarin jacket almost slipped.

"Aren't you a man of the Tao?"

"What did you say?" Li Banfeng looked confused.

"Let me tell you this, I am from the Geng Family Medicine Store, and our shopkeeper is from Jiang Xiangbang. If you want to have a relationship with us, you'd better think carefully.

How about you take that fat man away and tonight's matter is over? Do you think this matter has been discussed? "

Li Banfeng nodded and said: "We have a discussion. Do you think we should discuss it standing or running?"

The man in the mandarin jacket was speechless, Li Banfeng wanted to waste it all!

No matter whether he was standing or running, as long as it was consumed, he would not be able to accept it.

What he really meant was that this was the end of the matter and that Li Banfeng should stop pursuing it.

He slid forward on the ground, seemingly with less effort than Li Banfeng, but maintaining his body covered in oil actually consumed a lot of energy.

With the man in the mantle's current cultivation level, he could only last for more than five minutes at most, and he was almost reaching his limit.

While the traveling cultivator has good endurance, Li Banfeng's limit is still far away.

Regardless of standing or running, in another three or two minutes, the man in the jacket will be exhausted and will definitely run out of gas.

An oil repairman who runs out of oil can only wait for death in front of a traveling repairman.

In order to save energy, the man in the mandarin jacket secretly took back the oil on his body, leaving only a layer on the soles of his shoes.

In this case, the man in the mandarin jacket could last for more than half an hour, which was enough for him to run back to the medicine store.

When we get to the medicine store, there are many helpers, and they will definitely be able to deal with Li Banfeng.

After the oil is recovered, the oily shine on the man in the jacket will disappear, and the skin's luster will be duller.

I thought Li Banfeng wouldn't notice this change.

Unexpectedly, Li Banfeng actually paid attention.

He kept staring at the oily shine on the man's face, but when he saw the luster weakening, he immediately pierced the man's cheek with his knife.

"Ah~~~" The man in the mandarin jacket screamed, quickly mobilized the oil, and slid his cheek out of the blade.

What's going on with this kid?

He knows a lot about oil repair!

Li Banfeng poked a hole in his face. The pain was unbearable and his mouth was filled with cold wind.

The man in the mandarin jacket was miserable, and even more miserable things were yet to come.

Ahead is the only way back to the medicine shop. It is a straight road, more than three miles long, without even a side road.

It was impossible to get rid of Li Banfeng in this road condition, but it was not possible if he didn't take this road. The fat on the man in the jacket was getting thinner and thinner, and he could no longer hold on.

Seeing Li Banfeng holding up the sickle and slashing again, the man in the jacket stopped and prepared to fight Li Banfeng desperately.

"Little bastard, you want to die so much, grandpa will help you today!"

After saying that, he completely cleaned up the grease all over his body and took out a machete from his waist.

"Come on, let's not be mean, let's be tough!" The man in the jacket wanted to go head-to-head with Li Banfeng.

This tactic seems very unreasonable.

Without the protection of grease, oil repairmen cannot be a match for traveling repairmen in close combat.

What's the use of his tactic of breaking things?

Li Banfeng raised the sickle and shouted: "Come on, come on, hard."

After saying that, Li Banfeng rushed forward.

The soles of the man's feet suddenly became oily and he spun around quickly.

He turned around like this, and more than a hundred spears hidden in his body were thrown out like bullets.

This is a life-saving skill of a man in a mandarin jacket.

In a desperate situation, he first removed the grease, made a desperate gesture, and lured the opponent to come forward for a close fight.

When the opponent is really close, he will quickly release grease, spin at high speed, and shoot out spears all over his body.

Although this trick doesn't sound very clever, the man in the jacket has killed many masters in actual combat.

In a life-and-death struggle, who can see so far-sighted, and how can one think so clearly when opportunities are fleeting.

But Li Banfeng thought clearly.

The man in the mantle is very good at acting, and he said he would fight Li Banfeng to the death.

Li Banfeng's acting skills were better. He rushed forward to fight the man in the mantle, but he ran two steps, turned around quickly, and hid in the far corner.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The man in the mandarin jacket shook off all the darts on his body in one breath.

He stopped to look for Li Banfeng's body. After searching for a long time, he found no one.

Where has Li Banfeng gone?

Could it be that the dart failed to kill him?

The man in the mandarin jacket was startled and quickly covered himself with grease, preparing to defend himself.

What is the origin of this little bastard?

How could he guard against my ultimate move?

No, the grease can't hold it anymore, I have to go back to the medicine shop quickly!

The man in the mandarin jacket was about to run for his life when he suddenly smelled the smell of smoke. Someone thought of a solution for him.

This is the only way for him to return to the medicine shop.

Someone has been waiting for him here for a long time.

Yu Nan took a puff of cigarette and spit it out towards the man in the mantle.

Smoke swirled around the man in the mantle.

The man in a mandarin jacket, covered in oil, caught fire on the spot.

PS: Thanks to Black Blade Ruxue.

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