Chapter 97: Imperfect Victory
"I think he is only worthy of being a turtle with a head-reducing turtle... Please remember this site," said the blind old man sneered.
Li Huaizhong opened his mouth, swallowed the words of defense back, got up in shame, and rubbed out like a mouse crossing the street in the cold and contemptuous eyes of everyone.
"A horse is coming! Stop it." Someone shouted, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The shocked horse ran for a short distance and ran with all his might. He was exhausted. He was stopped by everyone, panting heavily, and his body was covered in sweat. He dragged Hu Qing's body upside down on the kickstand, and his new clothes were pulled into pieces, and his head was wiped into a blood gourd. Everyone surrounded him and identified it carefully. He couldn't help but be surprised and happy.
"Hey, there is also a famous boxer, why did you look like this?" Wang Mingyi squatted down, took off the belt that was almost broken from the body, held the box gun in his hand, turned around and cursed, "Li Huaizhong, your father is dead, why don't you, a filial son and virtuous grandson come to collect the body!"
"Haha, Li Huaizhong, hurry up and make a coffin for your father, wear mourning clothes and keep mourning!" someone echoed and cursed.
Li Huaizhong looked at the corpse on the ground, and quickly applied oil to the soles of people's scolding to Li Dahuai.
A burst of laughter and scolding relieved some of the tension. People continued to look around, waiting for the final result. Zijuan was even more eager to see her, her legs were sore and she refused to sit down and rest.
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Xiaoquan shook a beautiful whip, and the black mule seemed to know that everyone was in a good mood and would not be beaten. He just shook his head, but his pace did not speed up.
Meng Youtian sat on the mule cart, carrying seized gun equipment and a donkey that was blown to death. Several young men walked and joked while walking and laughing on both sides of the mule cart, and their steps became light.
"It turns out that the bandits looked fierce, but they were just a group of cowards." Erhuzi changed his big gun and was in the old Hanyang Zao happily said, "Arita shot Hu Qing with one shot, and there were famous boxers and masters. It's nonsense. I'm not idle either. This gun is so exciting."
"That's it." Youxin's head and many sticks and mud on his body, but he smiled indifferently, "These bandits rely on their guns in their hands, and we have them now, but they may be afraid of who is afraid of whom."
"If you want me to see, the bandits are afraid of death." Shuanglian said: "This is not that good, just his mother surrendered. I still want to rush up and stab him three or two!"
Blow, blow! Meng Youtian rolled his eyes helplessly. He could blow anyway after winning. He didn't know how to show off after returning to the village! Although it was a bit unsightly to say some shortcomings and deficiencies after the victory, Meng Youtian decided to water these guys cold water to make their heads clear. After all, a similar battle to defend their homes will be held in the future.
"Listen to me." Meng Youtian cleared his throat, waved his hand to let everyone calm down from the bragging, and said slowly: "You can help me fight bandits with righteousness today. It can be seen that we guys are sincere, and that is not much worse than brothers. The so-called true feelings are seen in times of adversity, and can we know loyal ministers?"
"Youtian, don't be arrogant, my teeth are sore when I hear it." Qiangzi smiled and said, "If you have anything, just say it. From today on, we will all listen to you."
This is how prestige is built up little by little. Without practical inspiration, just a shock to the tiger's body and arouse the turtle, it will make people loyal to you and give your life to you? Anyway, Meng Youtian does not have this ability.
"Since we are buddies, I may not be nice to say these words, but for the sake of the future, I must say them." Meng Youtian's expression became serious. "Although we won the bandits today, we don't have any grass chickens, but we don't think that we can pick up guns and fire guns in the crop style. But if we really fight, it's still far from it!"
Everyone said nothing, frowned and waited for Meng Youtian to continue talking.
"Just say a little bit." Meng Youtian pondered for a moment and continued, "You all fired guns, at least there were three or five shots, but who could say that you hit the bandits? Fired the gun. The most important thing is not to see who beats more, but to see who fights accurately. If you don't aim, just pick it up and set off. War is not to seek fun, nor to try to have fun like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year."
Qiangzi thought for a while and said, "Arita is right. We will win the bandits today because of the power of bombs. They have been hitting a lot of bullets, but I dare say that we don't even have the bandits' hair."
"The smoke has not dissipated, but the gun has not stopped and the figures cannot be seen. What are we going to fight?" Xiaoquan also felt very embarrassed. "Just talk about me. At first, I still remember which rope is pulled first and which one is pulled later. But when the bandits come, they feel as if they are panicked. No matter how many times they are, they just thrust hard."
"I don't think that I'm talking about everyone." Meng Youtian's tone eased, "No one is born to fight, they are all trained. I know what's wrong with me, and think carefully about what to do, and I will make progress next time. If I win a lucky game and don't even know what my surname is, I will definitely suffer a big loss in the future. We have to consider the long-term. It's still a little bit whether the He family can be scared by the Black Panther. Maybe they will take revenge immediately. At that time, we have to do it with them with real skills."
"Do you guys understand?" Qiangzi looked at everyone one by one and said, "Arita's words are not nice, but they are for our own good and for the villagers in the village. The world is in chaos, and the He family class is not here, so I can't guarantee that there will be any class, and that class is here to bully us, and there are Japanese people. We have to practice hard, so don't waste the gun that we finally got!"
Erhuzi nodded vigorously and said, "No one is stupid. I can't hear Akita's words for everyone. Then how can we practice in the future? There is no one who teaches me."
"Practice aiming first and then fire the gun." Meng Youtian smiled and said, "How about it, isn't the demand high? To be honest, we have the first time we fought today. No one was wet with his pants. Pingping and ponging, this fight scared the bandits. When they saw this donkey, they all said dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the ground. If you say that the bandits are really good, they not only gave us guns, but also gave us a delicious meal! You guys, how do we eat it? Is it braised or stewed?"
Hahahaha, everyone burst into laughter, and their hearts were getting hotter again. The smile returned to their faces and discussed eating and drinking in a lingering manner.
Seeing that everyone had almost finished discussing, Meng Youtian asked Xiaoquan to stop the car and waved his hand and said, "Come on, everyone will discuss, what should we do in the future..."
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