The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

Chang Wei was just thinking about something when he heard a burst of fighting sounds in front of him.

I thought, this late at night, in this quiet little woods, could it be that we were being robbed?

The public security outside the city is not very good now. Many outsiders come here to make a living and cannot make a living. There are also some ruffians and saboteurs in the village who come out to cause trouble.

With great skills and courage, Chang Wei walked forward curiously to check it out.

There was a car parked on the roadside ahead, blocked by a tree as thick as a bowl. A young man was standing next to the car, protecting it. There was no one in the cab, and he seemed to be the driver. He was looking at the three people fighting on the side with a nervous look on his face.

The sound of fighting came from three people fighting on the other side. A middle-aged man was fighting with two ragged boys.

The middle-aged man looked like a bodyguard, strong and skilled, a martial artist. But his opponents, the two half-grown boys, who looked as frail as bamboo poles, were actually also martial artists, holding short knives in their hands.

The two young men were fighting each other, while the other was looking for an opportunity to attack. They also exchanged positions frequently with tacit understanding. The three of them fought back and forth, and the middle-aged man could only be suppressed and beaten by them, passively defending.

The middle-aged man made a mistake, leaving the middle gate wide open. One of the boys seized the opportunity and kicked the middle-aged man away with a powerful kick.

The two young men were not after human lives, so they stopped chasing after the middle-aged man after knocking him down. One of them looked at the car and said, "If you know what's good for you, leave your valuables and the car behind, or don't blame us brothers for being rude!" His voice was immature but stern.

The middle-aged man was kicked and flew away. He somersaulted on the ground before he could steady himself. He covered his chest with his hands and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. He stared at the two boys with wide eyes.

The young driver standing next to the car hurriedly stepped forward to help up the middle-aged bodyguard, and the two of them guarded the car together, looking like they were making a death struggle.

The young driver said with a brave but unconfident tone, "You are a bunch of bold lunatics. You dare to rob in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of being shot?"

Chang Wei chuckled, he really was being robbed.

Witnessing the fight, I secretly sighed at how strong these two guys were! They were skinny, but they were able to kick the strong middle-aged man two meters away, and he even somersaulted before stopping.

Especially that kick just now, why does it look so familiar?

Judging from the situation where two people were protecting the car, there should be someone else in the car, probably the owner of the car.

The bodyguard and the driver were quite courageous and didn't run away, which showed that they were loyal to their master.

But these are not what he cares about, and he is not some kind of righteous messenger hero. He will not stand up to injustice and will come to help.

I'm attracted by these two guys. They are dressed in rags, but they are quite skilled. I can support them. I can't do everything by myself in the future. As the saying goes, one hero needs three helpers. I have to have two lackeys!

Thinking of this, Chang Wei leisurely lit a cigarette and walked forward in a cool and handsome manner.

"Hey! What are you doing so late at night? Are you exercising?"

When the two boys saw Chang Wei coming, a hint of vigilance appeared in their eyes.

They were martial artists, so they knew he was not a simple person. He was tall, had steady steps, wore few summer clothes, and had well-defined muscles on his arms, which were not something that ordinary people could develop.

The point is that he dares to meddle in other people's business. He is either a tiger or he has some skills.

Obviously, this person is not among the tigers!

One of the young boys threatened in a youthful voice, pretending to be experienced. "Brother, we are all trying to make a living, so don't meddle in other people's business, or I will punish you too!"

Chang Wei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Okay! I just happen to be feeling a little itchy, can you guys help me scratch it?" As he spoke, he flashed and rushed towards them like an arrow.

Before one of the boys could react, he grabbed the neck and lifted him up. He also looked at the other boy with a provocative look and hooked his finger, the meaning was self-evident.

At that speed, the other half-grown boy knew that his brothers were no match for this man, so he glared at Chang Wei and pointed at the car and shouted, "Let my brother go, they'll leave it to you, we don't want anything!"

Chang Wei secretly admired the boy who was picked up by him by the neck. Although he didn't dare to move for fear that he would crush his throat, his face was flushed, and there was no fear in his eyes, nor a trace of begging for mercy.

His bones are quite hard, which is my favorite quality. As a bonus, I can also loosen my grip on his hand a little.

He raised a playful smile again, looked at the other person, and blew away the cigarette ash in his mouth with a light breath, looking very uncouth.

"We'll talk about their business later. If I say it's mine, you can't take it away. Now I'll give you a chance. You brothers, fight with me.

If you win, I will provide you with food and drink in the future.

Even if you lose, you will still be provided with food and drink.

But you have to listen to me. If I say go east, you can’t go west. If I’m in a good mood, I might even teach you a few tricks.”

The young boy was completely confused. Whether he won the fight or not, he would be provided with food and drink. Is this such a good thing?

The brothers had to resort to this desperate measure because they were so hungry.

Lou Zhenhua, who was sitting in the car, twitched his lips. This was a bully clause. These two guys had to follow him no matter what...

When the guard was fighting with the two guys, I was attracted by their talent. I wanted the guard to test their limits, but I didn't expect the guard to be no match. Just when I was about to recruit him, this guy showed up. Is he here to steal my people...

Chang Wei deliberately paused for a few seconds to let him think, took the last puff of his cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt away, and smiled wickedly.

"Boy, make the decision now. If you don't beat your brother, he will be gone in the next second. I give you one second to think about it."

The boy didn't dare to hesitate for even a second, and without even thinking about it, he immediately answered. "Fight, let's fight..."

Chang Wei casually put down the boy he was holding and threw him out. It was too insulting. That was to the enemy. From now on, they would all be his lackeys, doing the work of his own people.

Then he smiled playfully and hooked his fingers. "Come on! Let me see how you practice Xingyiquan?"

I finally remembered what their power technique is. Isn't this the collapsing power in Xingyiquan? The most famous half-step collapsing fist uses this kind of power.

As soon as the voice fell, the pupils of the two boys shrank. They were actually seen, and they were afraid of being recognized and losing face for their master, so they did not dare to use Xingyiquan. If they were full, the middle-aged guard would not be able to beat even one of them.

The two brothers looked at each other and launched an attack together in tacit understanding. One of them fought while the other wandered around looking for an opportunity to attack. The two exchanged positions from time to time to ensure that they could keep up with the physical strength.

Chang Wei responded easily, only defending and not attacking. After fighting with them for more than ten moves, he was almost done. Suddenly, he sped up and turned from defense to offense, using a move like a tidal wave, one palm each, knocking them several meters away and rolling to the ground.

After clapping his hands, Chang Wei said casually, "Xingyiquan requires that both hands should be kept close to the heart and both elbows should be kept close to the ribs. You have mastered it well, but you are strong but not flexible. Have you not learned Baguazhang?"

The two brothers had already guessed that Chang Wei was using the shock force, and after practicing to perfection, he could only send people flying without hurting them. They recognized it. They quickly got up, and the elder brother answered obediently. "I learned it, but it felt too soft. I only remembered it in my mind and didn't practice it much."

Chang Wei glared at them unhappily. What the hell? Learn and remember? These two sets of fist and palm techniques are complementary, combining hardness and softness. You just like to play hard, right?

"Stand aside and wait for me." He waved his hand and walked towards the car.

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