Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 602, different fists
me in the end.
remembered something.
While swinging his fist, Wang Weigong felt confused. This confusion was not about the purpose of punching, but about the fist he was swinging.

It wasn't the familiar short-haired magic fist, nor was it a hundred-crack fist. It was a strange yet familiar fist.

What is that strange yet familiar feeling?
Wang Weigong was overwhelmed by the sense of sight and questions in his mind, and his whole body felt like he wanted to think but couldn't.

"I'm from CNM." The big man stood up tremblingly, shaking his dizzy head, looking at Wang Weigong with a more cautious expression: "I didn't expect you to be a practitioner, and I misjudged you I thought you were a gym competitor."

The big man said it was easy, but in fact it was not easy. He was dizzy, and two of his teeth were shot off. If he didn't want to maintain the majesty in front of his subordinates, he wouldn't have rushed to the street on the spot.

Seeing that Wang Weigong seemed to be thinking about something, the big man didn't hesitate, and immediately jumped left and right, swinging his fist wearing a finger tiger towards the back of Wang Weigong's head.

However, this punch was still easily dodged by Wang Weigong.
The speed of the big man, in the view of Wang Weigong, can be flashed even with his eyes closed.

No longer thinking about his own sense of familiarity, Wang Weigong looked at the big man and said seriously: "My master once said that a person with too obvious murderous aura cannot be called Wu Shi. He can only be called a thug."

The big man became angry from embarrassment, so angry, but he couldn't do anything to Wang Weigong.

"What are you still doing in a daze, give it to me! You can watch a play!"

At this time, the big man gave an order, and the surrounding security guards also rushed up. Without exception, they were all knocked down by Wang Weigong, and even a strong man was directly knocked out of the door.

"Brother, you are a hard stubble"

"Calm down, we should do this when faced with this situation." The big man directly took out a small knife from his trouser pocket, and then pressed it against Zhang Xia's chin.

Zhang Han was stunned when he saw this, and the students around him were also in a mess. The knife came out and it was obviously killing people!

Ye Shuo looked at the big man and felt annoyed. How could such a knife attack be done in front of the students? Once the knife is used, he will definitely understand that your place is not a good place.

The big man didn't care so much, his self-esteem was telling him that it would be embarrassing to admit defeat here, and even if he used a knife, he had to deal with the threat in front of him.

"Let go of that girl." Wang Weigong frowned.

"Fart! Be honest with me, or I will kill this fat woman!" The big man looked at Wang Weigong with a ferocious face.

Wang Weigong felt a bit miscalculated at this moment, he never imagined that this MLM organization would dare to threaten the hostages with a knife in front of so many people.

"Wudao, you." Zhang Xia turned her head with difficulty and looked at Ye Wudao, only to see Ye Wudao at this moment, his face remained unmoved, and his eyes were all on Wang Weigong.

This made Zhang Xia a little desperate, even though she was stupid, she understood a lot.

Here
Not a place to truly accept yourself.
Even that sweet-talking man said those words for the money in his own pocket.
Happiness, trust, recognition, are all false.

"You, go over and beat him with a stick." The big man instructed his younger brother, who understood, turned around, and put a stick as thick as a rolling pin on Wang Weigong's head.

When the stick came down, Wang Weigong felt dizzy, and his whole body was dizzy. Only by shaking his teeth reluctantly, did he not faint.

"Haha, it's hilarious to actually beat you because of this fat woman." The big man almost laughed out loud, looking at Wang Weigong like he was looking at a real fool.

"Call you crazy, what the hell am I calling you crazy. Aren't you crazy? Awesome, right? You were awesome just now! Give me the cow! The cow won't come out now."

The big man picked up the stick and hit Wang Weigong's body, every time he yelled, some timid students next to him even closed their eyes, so scared that they didn't dare to look.

Every time the stick was tapped, there would be some more chaotic things in Wang Weigong's mind, and the memories of the past and the present were intertwined.

[What the hell, you still call yourself a partner of justice, let me teach you what it means to be a human being. 】

[Hahaha, it's so disgusting, I don't want to be at the same table with such a person. 】

[Teaching you fists as a teacher is not for you to fight for victory and bravery, but to suppress evil, resist foreign aggression, and use martial arts to promote goodness! 】

【Go, don't want to make our teacher's name famous, but just want the common people to be safe from the scourge of thieves. 】

【Father, if you can't realize your ideal, you can inherit this ideal. 】

【Thank you child, you have realized your father's dream. You have grown up, child】

【This kind of person deserves to be beaten】

【Yes, I thought I was upholding some kind of justice. It would be great to let the coalition forces enter the country, but Cixi can't.】

In his own memory, there was another vague voice shaking in his mind. Wang Weigong didn't know what this vague voice was, but only saw his own blood stained on the wooden stick.

Originally, it would be no problem to suffer this kind of injury, but Wang Weigong remembered that he hadn't eaten a full meal for a long time. As a Wushi, he needed more energy than others, but now, it is not enough. The steamed buns and pickles can't provide physical strength at all.

"Why... I feel that my head is extremely clear now, obviously I was beaten like this" Wang Weigong felt very complicated, his own thoughts were very emotional, and the thoughts belonging to another paragraph were very complicated, and he wanted to tell him something.

want to say something.
What do you want to say?
something to say, something forgotten
The big man looked at Wang Weigong who was in a daze, his face gradually became ferocious, he put down the stick quietly, and replaced it with a knife in his hand.

You must kill Wang Weigong, the person who humiliated you, under the watchful eyes of everyone
Wang Weigong remained motionless, which gave the big man a feeling that he would not resist even if he was hacked to death with a knife.

No more hesitation, the knife in the big man's hand was raised high, and he stabbed directly
time stand still
The space was still, and Wang Weigong felt that he was the only one left in his world, along with Ye Wudao, and the kidnapped Zhang Xia.

Even Ye Wudao also has this feeling, where does this strange sense of familiarity come from.

"Very hungry. Weak and old body. Even weak can kill people."

In a trance, an old man in a black gown stood in front of him. The old man looked so weak, as if he was about to fall when the wind blew.

who is in front of you
By the way, it's me, it's me
The martial artist who lost his muscular strength due to old age
But if you lose muscle, what do you gain?
The old man spoke slowly.

【My Life】

[No second punch. 】

Who said soft fists can't hit people?
Wang Weigong put on a posture and murmured.

"The tiger climbs the mountain hard"

"Strong Fist Wuer Strike—"

The limp fist waved upwards, even some distance away from the big man.

But the big man is already dead.

(End of this chapter)