Chapter 10 Master Jiu's skill is to catch braids

Four Japanese men in long clothes and shorts drew a big circle with the tip of their knives on the open ground in front of the Empress Palace, and the place was marked.No matter how crowded people are, no one dares to cross the line with their toes. Here, except for the scene opposite the mountain gate where people are not allowed to go up, the roofs, walls, chimneys, and places where people can stand on all sides are full of people.Some people climbed to the "Zhang Xiange" across the street, pushed open the window and looked down.I saw the oriental samurai Sato Hidero and Shenbian Shaer standing face to face.The oriental samurai is all black, with a short body and long arms, a mouse face and eagle eyes, and he looks like a monster or a monster.Silly Er is still wearing a loose blue cloth coat, and the braids seem to have been specially combed with castor oil.People are staring at his miraculous braids, eager to see him reveal his miraculous skills.

As soon as the Japanese warrior raised his hand, the glass flower held a wooden stake with a thick bowl mouth, four feet long, and a flat top and a pointed bottom.The oriental samurai took over the stake, with the sharp point facing the ground, using his fist as a hammer, bang, bang, bang, bang, and smashed down hard, seeing the wooden pile being driven into the ground inch by inch.This shot stunned people.The glass flower yelled and yelled happily. Glass Flower is a pure idiot.It was agreed three days ago that today's martial arts competition, the boss of the Japanese foreign firm will not come, and Yang Dianqi and Glass Flower will take care of it here.Yang Dianqi had to be an interpreter.It so happened that last night Yang Dianqi said that there was an urgent matter in the shop, and he took a boat to Dongfengtai in Ninghe.How did Glass Flower know that Yang Dianqi, who was born in Tianjin, had made the teaching case of Wanghai Tower in the ninth year of Xianfeng, and Qiu Yang's mood was like a river full of water, which would overflow if he exerted a little effort.The glass flower turned out to be quite beautiful. He thought that Yang Dianqi was not there, and the Japanese did not understand Chinese, so he could say whatever he wanted:

"Silly er, look! Today, my buddies from Dongyang came here for the third master. How is it? Is the third master's way wild? Let me tell you today, boy, is it the god of the foreign master, or your dog-tailed god?" Let's see who dares to shit on the third master's neck! Who the hell is sicker than the third master, and today Brother Dongyang will vent his anger on the third master! Hey, idiot, why are you staring blankly?" Silly Er was indeed a little dazed. The day before yesterday, someone threw a brick wrapped in a war watch into his yard, and he was frightened.Why? I can't explain it.Anyway, at that time, the Chinese were afraid of foreigners, and no one knew why.If there is a reason, there is a way, and if there is no reason, there is no way.Until the afternoon of yesterday, he still hesitated and still did not return to the table to challenge.At this moment someone knocked on the door, he sat in the room and didn't open the door, but in a blink of an eye he saw a person standing in front of him, even if a gust of wind blew in, it didn't come so fast.This person is thin and small, with an unusually big nose, just by looking at his penetrating eyes, one can tell that he has profound cultivation skills.Before he could open his mouth, the man jumped back and stuck to the wall without a sound, with his legs three or four feet off the ground. It turned out that the ring finger of his left hand was hooked on the nail on the wall, and he was free with the force of this finger. Freely hang the whole body, like a dragonfly landing on it, this skill is rare in the world.The man smiled and said to him:

"I don't think you look right. Brothers, are you afraid of foreigners? Then you are not a good man. Foreigners only have different eyeballs, hair, and skin color, and speak differently from us. As for other things--emotions and anger Aren't they all the same as us? They don't hiccup when they're full, don't sneeze when they're cold, and don't snore when they're sleeping? In terms of ability, each has its own strengths; , You have to crush them. Buddies, in terms of kung fu, you are above me. But I don’t take foreigners seriously, how about you? When we meet for the first time, you can’t tell me to pee on you! You shouldn’t piss on foreigners! Foreigners’ martial arts are various, but they are always inseparable from hands, eyes, body, and steps. You just need to pay attention to the methods he uses, break the method and dismantle the moves, and you will win. Not to mention you have an extra braid... Hey , brother, give me a fan, this day is almost like a fire."

Silly Er turned around and took the fan, asking: "Master's name?" "Nose—Lee." Hearing only these three words, he turned around and couldn't see the person on the wall.The sound of the first two characters "鼻--" was still on that wall, and the last word "李" came from outside the door. It turned out that this person was actually the famous Nose Lee.His lightness kung fu is world-renowned, and his reputation is well-deserved.Since people value themselves so much, courage is enough.As for people saying that their kung fu is inferior to theirs, it's not just a commonplace.This kind of people with real skills always like to hide themselves behind others; those without real skills always rush forward, for fear of losing themselves.Fear of being forgotten is the saddest thing -- that's a digression.

Let's say at this time, the Japanese warrior had already smashed the wooden stake into the ground a foot and a half, and two and a half feet were exposed on the ground. He stretched out his arms and landed on the wooden stake, like an eagle landing on the top of a flagpole.He didn't attack, but gestured towards Sha Er twice, calling Sha Er to attack.Silly thought of what Bibi Li had told him, carefully pondered the opponent's moves, and realized that the oriental warrior was too small to reach his own braids, so he set up a wooden stake first, stood on the stake, condescending, and seized the opportunity Catch your own braid.Silly Er saw through the opponent's tricks and immediately had a countermeasure. He leaned forward and used both fists and palms, but he didn't move his hair.The Dongyang samurai moved very quickly, resisting his fists and palms one by one, but his eagle eyes were always fixed on the braids on his head.Silly Er made up his mind and never used the magic whip until it was at a critical juncture.The Dongyang samurai also saw through his intentions and intentionally sold a loophole. Before Silly Er posted it, he threw out both palms, as fast as lightning, Silly Er hurried to parry, his two pairs of arms were twisted together immediately, and Sha Er's left wrist was pulled. In the middle, as long as the opponent exerts force, it may be disconnected.Make braids! As soon as he thought, the braids had already been drawn on the face of the Dongyang samurai. With this blow, the Dongyang samurai immediately let go of his arms, swayed his body, and almost fell off the stake. He felt something touching the end of the braid, it was the hand of the Dongyang samurai! He immediately understood that the Dongyang samurai tried his best to grab his braid today, and he didn't forget to grab his braid after being beaten.He changed his tactic, instead of using a horizontal stroke, he came out of the hole like a snake, finding a gap and poking straight out.A soft braid makes it look like an iron rod piercing a gun, and it is extremely strong.Glass Flower shouted from the side: "Master Zuo! Watch out for the tails of your braids to sweep your eyes!" The Japanese samurai, who could not speak Chinese, was stunned for a moment, and quickly poked his eyes on the tails of Sha Er's braids. Before he could open his eyes, Sha Er Swinging his braids, he whipped, "Crack!" The sound was like splitting the sky, and the Japanese samurai spun around on the stake twice. If it weren't for the roots under his feet, he would have been hot with the land master.

These two strokes confused the Dongyang warrior. He couldn't figure out the ins and outs of the braid, and he didn't even know where the braid was.But suddenly he saw Sha Er's braids flicked, and they were stretched across his eyes like a stick. Seeing the perfect opportunity, the Dongyang samurai grabbed the braids with his hands, and his fingertips were about to be stained with the braids. The braids turned into chains and brushed across his wrists. "Twice wrapped around the ground.Followed by Silly Er, with a "lion swinging his head", he forced the Dongyang warrior up from the stake, and at the same time hit the Dongyang warrior on the chest with his palm.In order to prevent the Dongyang warrior from taking the opportunity to grab his braids, this palm used all his strength and was unstoppable, and threw the Dongyang warrior on the opposite stage in a daze.At this moment, Sha Er was already standing on the wooden stake, with the magic whip wrapped around his shoulders loosely, with his hands behind his back, with a high air, as if he was standing there watching a play.

Amidst the applause and laughter of the crowd, the Dongyang samurai stood on the stage stupidly like Liu Gansan, the famous ugly man.Someone yelled, "Hit the fucking foreign hair!" Then a large group of people jumped into the arena and fought with the four Japanese men.The onlookers saw that there was trouble, some ran south, some ran north, but crowded into a big blind group.For a while, punches and sticks danced, and I didn't know who was beating whom.Si Cui suddenly led a group of gangsters, rushed into the crowd, surrounded Glass Flower, snatched the gold watch from his chest, followed the gangsters with axes, bamboo poles, and door bolts, and beat Glass Flower to death. Howling like a pig, I kept slicing my throat and couldn't make a sound.