Rebirth Zhu Yuanzhang's King Summoning System

Chapter 4 Wretched development, don't wave

Zhu Chongba shook his sore and numb shoulders, he died as soon as he died, and it's not like he never died.But even if he died, he still had to bite off a piece of Chabahan's flesh!

"The ruler is short, and the inch is long. Use your own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, and you will overcome them. Zhu Chongba, what are your strengths?"

Peng Yingyu's words awakened the dreamer.

A light flashed in Zhu Chongba's mind: Yes!It is true that Chabahan is infinitely powerful.But he moves slowly!Although I can't compare with him in strength, but I have the soul of time, and the lightness kung fu is unparalleled in the world.Play around!
Chabahan rushed forward again, Zhu Chongba tapped the ground lightly with his toes, his figure was like a gust of wind, and he retreated quickly.

Chabahan missed the opportunity and rushed towards him again without stopping.

Zhu Chongba gave full play to his advantage of strong mobility, every time when the opponent was about to catch him, he flew back and retreated, and when the opponent had a flaw, he shot without hesitation.

This kind of tactic of retreating and fighting is called "wretched development, don't waste money" in a very popular game in the 21st century.

Chabahan pounced a dozen times in a row, but he didn't hit him for a moment. At this moment, he was out of breath, pointed at Zhu Chongba and cursed: "You little beggar! Don't run away!"

Zhu Chongba didn't speak, and flew forward at the right time, the big stupid bear's physical strength was almost exhausted.This is the best time to attack!Just one knife can end his life!

Chabahan raised his saber high, and Zhu Zhongba slid under his armpit with one stride, raised his right hand and slashed down fiercely, with a blunt sound of "Puff!", at the critical moment, Chabahan lowered his head and replaced his head with half of his arm flew out.

"Ah!" Chabahan lay on the ground and yelled, clutching his broken arm.

The thugs around him had subdued Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng. Seeing that their master was injured, they all gathered around.

Chabahan's eyes were red and he pointed at Zhu Chongba and others: "Kill! Kill them for me! No one will be spared!"

The thugs raised their machetes at Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng.

Zhu Chongba shouted anxiously: "Stop! Something is coming at me!"

Chabahan's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and his lips trembled: "Kill!"

Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng closed their eyes.

With two sounds of "bang bang", Peng Yingyu threw out two wine glasses, hitting the thug's wrist impartially, and the scimitar fell to the ground, everyone was shocked.

Monk Peng slapped the table with his palm, and his fat body rose into the air, rushing straight to Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng.

"Papa" two palms slapped the thugs flying, Peng Yingyu smiled and stood in front of the two apprentices, shining golden light all over her body.

Chabahan's eyes were wide open, and he asked in surprise: "You are... Peng Yingyu, the smiling face Buddha who has beaten all the invincible hands in the world!?"

Monk Peng clasped his hands together: "Amitabha is the poor monk."

Hearing the name "Smiling Buddha", the thugs instantly lost the courage to continue fighting.

Ten years ago, in the Battle of Poyang Lake, Peng Yingyu sank three warships with three palms, which became world-famous.All the sects controlled by Dayuan were wiped out by him.The reputation of Jiangxi Smiling Buddha has already become a god-like existence.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" Chabahan's face was pale, and big drops of sweat dripped down his forehead.

The thugs supported him and walked towards the door.

"Wait a minute!" Peng Yingyu said with a smile, "You haven't finished your work, how can you withdraw?"

Chabahan drenched his clothes with cold sweat: "What is it?"

Peng Yingyu pointed at Zhu Chongba: "Peel his skin off, cram his tendons, and hang his corpse on the city gate for three days."

Chabahan knelt on the ground with a thud, and slapped himself fiercely with the remaining arm: "Patriarch Peng! It's because I have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai! Please let me go this time! I will definitely send someone to deliver tribute to you in the future , please spare my life."

The smile on Peng Yingyu's face was still warm, and he looked at Zhu Chongba.

Without hesitation, Zhu Chongba raised the machete and cut off Chabahan's head.

This kind of scourge must not stay in the world and continue to do evil!

The thugs around looked at each other, and after a long time, the shop waiter exclaimed: "Come here! Master Chabahan is dead! The southerners killed the Mongols!"

Zhu Chongba strode up, put the knife on Xiao Er's neck, and said viciously: "Shut up! Call me again and kill you immediately!"

A smelly liquid flowed down Xiaoer's thigh, and he burst into tears: "Please forgive me. I am also from the South."

Zhu Chongba pointed to the beggar outside the door and said, "Go to the back kitchen! Give them everything they can eat!"

The waiter cried and said, "Uncle, if I do this, the boss will have to kill me."

"Just say that I, Zhu Chongba, forced you to do it!"

"Zhu Chongba? Are you the wanted criminal Zhu Chongba?" The waiter in the store had ten thousand alpacas running through his heart. He felt like he was about to die. How could he let himself meet such a repeat criminal?
Zhu Chongba let go of his palm, and the waiter hurried back to the back kitchen, threw all the edible things to the beggars outside the door, and shouted: "Zhu Chongba asked me to do it! You remember! It's Zhu Chongba." Eight! It's not me! When the boss asks, it has nothing to do with me!"

In Haozhou City, Zhu Chongba's name spread among the poor.

Peng Yingyu pulled up Zhu Chongba's sleeve: "Let's go. Yuan soldiers from the city are coming very quickly."

Zhu Zhongba nodded, and followed Monk Peng and his group to sneak into the crowd outside the door, Yuan soldiers had already arrived at the door, but they couldn't squeeze in at all.

When the beggars were gone, Zhu Chongba, Peng Yingyu and others had long since disappeared without a trace.

These Yuan soldiers never imagined that the few beggars released this time would become the sharpest steel knife to end the Yuan Dynasty.

In the woods outside Haozhou City, Zhu Chongba and Peng Yingyu were on their way when they were suddenly stopped by a voice behind them.

"Stop!" They turned their heads and saw that it was the girl rescued from the shop.

Zhu Chongba waved his hand: "Children of the Jianghu, you don't have to make a special trip to express your thanks. Girl, please go away. I am a wanted criminal, so don't implicate you."

Without further ado, the girl stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Chongba by the collar: "Tell me, where did you learn the Ma family's marksmanship?"

"Ma's marksmanship?" Zhu Chongba was at a loss.

The girl of affection came here specially, not to thank her.

Peng Yingyu smoothed things over with a smile: "Girl, if you have something to say, please say it, don't hurt your friendship."

The girl didn't even turn her head: "Shut up, bald donkey! It's about my Ma family's reputation, auntie must ask clearly! Ugly thing, say it!"

The tip of the girl's nose was less than two centimeters away from her. Although there was some dust on her white and tender face, it did not affect the beauty of a lotus, especially the two big eyes on the bridge of the nose, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing.

Seeing her angry and beautiful appearance, Zhu Zhongba bent down on a whim, and kissed her lips.

Soft, wet, with the fragrance of a girl.

"Rogue!" The girl raised her arm to hit her, but Zhu Zhongba grabbed her wrist.

"I never hit a woman. Especially a beautiful woman like you."

(End of this chapter)