Peerless Pirates

Song Zheng couldn't stand the fact that the two servants were so arrogant. Damn it, as a teacher of the martial arts academy, I took the initiative to buy a tour ticket, but you two servants who are so arrogant are so domineering. Auntie, I can't bear it.

Uncle can’t bear it either!

Song Zheng looked around first and saw six or seven people waiting in the shade of a tree thirty feet away from the entrance of the martial arts academy. The leader was a purple silk man, holding a white paper fan in his hand, making a picture

He looked very dashing, but his eyes looked around from time to time, lingering on some young women. The person next to him was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was dressed in short military uniforms and looked very cold, but his eyes flashed from time to time. Song Zheng thought to himself,

This should be the "Xin Yu" the two servants call him.

Song Zheng looked at the two servants again, shook his head, took two steps, and patted one of them on the shoulder: "Brother, can you put your hand down? Don't scare my classmates."

The man looked back and saw a young man with an upturned mouth, looking at him with a smile.

"Take the wooden egg and get out!" The man cursed and pushed Song Zheng with his other hand. Song Zheng didn't even hide, not only that, he also pretended to stagger.

Several martial arts students also saw Song Zheng clearly, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. However, when they saw Song Zheng almost falling, they were a little confused. In their impression, Xiao Song's teaching skills were excellent, and he was a good person.

Why does this character who refuses to suffer losses seem to have succeeded this time?

When the servant saw that Song Zheng was pushed almost to the point of falling, he couldn't help but chuckle and continued to grab the collar of the martial arts student's coat. The other servant smiled mockingly at Song Zheng, turned back to the martial arts student and continued

He yelled: "Find the money quickly, grandpa, I'm in a hurry." Just after he finished speaking, he was tapped on the shoulder. When he looked back, he saw that it was the young man who had just been pushed and staggered. The young man still had a smile on his face.

Qiao: "Brother, can you queue up at the back and exchange for some scraps of silver?"

Hey, there really are some people who are not afraid of death! The two servants turned around at the same time, looked at each other, and pressed towards Song Zheng. One of them said: "You are a naughty bitch, you dare to meddle in grandpa's business, I will let you do it today

Know what you should take care of and what you shouldn’t take care of!"

The two servants reached out and grabbed Song Zheng's shoulders. Song Zheng's face looked a little panicked, "You... what are you going to do?"

"What are you doing? Hey, of course I want you to try flying on the trapeze." The two of them smiled ferociously, grabbing Song Zheng's left and right upper arms at the same time, lifting Song Zheng up, and shouted: "Get out of here!"

Using force, he threw Song Zheng forward. If Song Zheng was not prepared, he would definitely fall flat on his back and even land on the back of his head, which would be a life-threatening situation.

To the surprise of the two, the "trapeze" did not happen. When the two wanted to throw Song Zheng out, Song Zheng stretched out his hands and grabbed their wrists. Song Zheng exclaimed: "Oh!"

, and at the same time, his arms suddenly exerted force, pulling the two of them behind him. The two of them were throwing Song Zheng forward with all their strength, and now they were pulled by Song Zheng again, and they immediately fell forward beside Song Zheng, falling like a dog.

Chewing shit. Song Zheng stood there, pretending to take a deep breath: "Scared me to death!"

Song Zheng turned around and said to the two servants: "Brothers, are you okay? Are you injured? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

What a kind person! After being bullied by two people, he still cared about whether they were injured. The ancient "repaying evil with kindness" was nothing more than this! Many people who didn't know Song Xiaolang gave a thumbs up. The three martial arts students looked at each other.

, all shuddered: These two arrogant servants are going to be in bad luck!

The two servants got up from the ground, looked at their clothes, and became angry. It was a hot day, and the two of them had sweated a little, and now they were lying on the ground again, and their clothes were immediately dirty. Both of them were

He roared and rushed forward again. This time he no longer played "trapeze", but stretched out his fists together and hit Song Zheng in the face. Song Zheng lowered his head, took a step forward, and passed between the two of them.

Past. Then, Song Zheng turned around and waved his hands repeatedly: "My father told me not to let me fight. Two brothers, Zi said: 'A gentleman is too polite to fight.' You can't fight! Zi also said...

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"**** Master!" The two girls cursed and rushed forward again. One of them still punched the door in front of him, while the other stretched out his foot and kicked directly towards Song Zheng's waist and abdomen. The two of them rushed forward quite fast.

, However, Song Zheng still used the iron bridge to avoid it.

Song Zheng twisted his body, stretched out the three fingers of his right hand towards the two of them, and shook them, meaning that I have let you three times. However, Mr. Song shouted in shock: "You...

…You dare to scold the Most Holy King Wenxuan?”

During the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty named Confucius the "King of Wenxuan". Song Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty, the predecessor of Daqi, added the word "the most holy". "The most holy king of Wenxuan" was the nickname of Confucius.

Of course the literati knew that it was referring to Confucius, but the two servants were a little confused: Who is King Wenxuan? He sounds familiar! Who cares, let’s get back to the place first. One of them even scolded: "What the hell do I care about you?"

Wang, please lie down for me, grandpa!"

With that said, the two began to double-team Song Zheng. It seemed that the two of them had learned their lesson, and were afraid that Song Zheng would hide away again. However, Song Zheng did not hide this time. He had already seen through the gaps in the crowd, the purple-clothed young master and others.

He was coming this way. Therefore, Song Zheng was no longer polite. At this time, a servant rushed to Song Zheng's left side and punched Song Zheng's temple. Song Zheng reached out and grabbed the man's wrist. After a while,

He took a step back and applied force, hitting another servant on the right side of Song Zheng right in the face. The man groaned, nosebleeds spurted out, and a tooth fell out from the corner of his mouth. He covered his face with both hands.

, squatted down.

Of course, Song Zheng would not give up. He still held the wrist of the man on the left, and put his other hand on it. His arms suddenly exerted force. The right arm of the servant on the left was forcibly bent backwards.

When it reached the shoulder - it was immediately dislocated. The man screamed and fell forward, hitting the squatting man. At this time, the two servants became gourds and lay on the ground in embarrassment. Because

Song Zheng's arms exerted little force, as if the man's dislocation was caused by his own force.

At this time, Young Master Ziyi and others walked into the crowd. Several servants squeezed a way to let Young Master Ziyi come in. Young Master Ziyi saw the two people lying on the ground at a glance, his color suddenly changed, and he said to Song Zheng with a sullen face: "How dare you

Quite a few, my two slaves have offended you somewhere? Do you need to teach them a lesson?"

Song Zheng quickly clasped his fists and said, "This young master is none of my business." Then, Song Zheng clasped his fists at the surrounding audience and said, "Everyone, you just saw it, please do me justice." (Please do me justice.)

Flower, please collect it)