Genius commoner

Chapter 134 Mei Zishu's Strength
When Long Aotian was about to make the Long family make a big move, Ye Zixuan, Mo Qixiong, and Mei Zishu were being driven to the air-release field. This is an open space larger than a standard football field. At least five thousand people in different clothes Prisoners in colored prison uniforms are breathing fresh air, surrounded by thick walls and barbed wire, firmly restraining their hearts from flying out of the cage.

"Uncle, he doesn't even give him breakfast."

The three of them found a clean high ground in the air release area, and sat down with their legs bent. Mo Qixiong laid out the unfinished snacks from last night, cakes, spicy sticks, and three bottles of milk: "Xiaomei, you are the best!" , Guessing that Xiaochunzi won't give us breakfast, I left some snacks last night, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be hungry this morning."

He threw the milk to Ye Zixuan and Mei Zishu, and distributed the food he brought.

Maybe it was because of the food, or maybe it was too long against the wall. After the food was put out, there were a few more flies flying around. The buzzing was very annoying. After tossing and turning, he looked at the food in his hand and asked, "Xiaomei, guess, will Xiao Chunzi not even give us lunch or dinner?"

Ye Zixuan stretched his waist: "Don't worry, you won't be hungry."

"Qixiong, it's best not to think about what will happen in three hours today, you can only think about how to spend this hour."

Mei Zishu tore open a cake and ate it: "Because plans can never keep up with changes, what is my guess? It's just the experience of staying in Xiyang Prison for a long time. Jiang Dachun is determined to punish you. Although he failed in the battle last night , but how can he stop there? He will definitely use more powerful tricks to deal with us."

"Prison is a place where resources are scarce, and physical strength and energy are easily consumed due to nervous tension, so shutting down a small black room without water and food is the killer."

Mei Zishu's smile was very calm: "No matter how powerful a person is, he will kneel after starving for a few days or being locked in a small dark room for a few days. You don't understand the dangers of prison when you first come in, but I, an old fritter, know the conventional methods. After beating the Dark Lord and the others last night, Jiang Dachun can justifiably refuse to feed us, so I left some food."

Ye Zixuan leaned against the wall behind and smiled: "Your experience is good, it can save us from starving, otherwise we won't have the strength to fight later."

Mo Qixiong was slightly taken aback, and looked around at the noisy but well-behaved crowd: "Fight? Who? Who else dares to provoke us?"

In Mo Qixiong's point of view, even the buffalo-like Dark Lord has fallen, who else would dare to provoke the three of them?

A few flies circled around his head, and Mo Qixiong stretched out his palm to drive them away.

Ye Zixuan stuffed half a piece of cake into his mouth: "Do you really think that Jiang Dachun kindly let us out?"

Mei Zishu glanced at Ye Zixuan approvingly, nodded slightly and smiled and said, "Young Master Ye's deduction is correct, we may have another fight today, and beating the Dark Lord and the others can certainly deter many people, and ordinary criminals will not come looking for them." We are troublesome, but Bull Demon King and his subordinates will never stop there, they will definitely come to trouble us."

"One, they didn't see the process of you beating and maiming the Dark Lord. The cruelty of the scene greatly discounted them and couldn't deter them."

Mei Zishu said calmly: "Second, they want to regain some face, and when they come out to hang out, what they hang out with is money and face. Prison has nothing to do with money, so face is very important; three, when people get together, they will be more courageous. More than 50 people The total number of subordinates is at least five or six hundred, with so many people at one stop, let alone the three of us, even the police dare to attack."

Ye Zixuan took a sip of milk and smiled, "That's right."

Mo Qixiong opened his mouth wide and raised his fingers: "Five, 600 people? I can solve one in ten seconds, five thousand seconds, almost two hours, and my hands will be exhausted." Mo Qixiong didn't consider the impact of five, 600 people at all. , just thinking about how much energy it will cost me: "It seems that I have to eat a little more, otherwise I really don't have the energy to beat so many people."

Mei Zishu laughed when he heard the words, he seemed to like Mo Qixiong's simple and honest personality very much, he held a slender bamboo stick taken from a spicy stick, and said softly: "If you really fight later, You go ahead and don't worry about me protecting me, I can persist in the international warehouse for so long, and I still have a little bit of self-protection ability."

"Self-protection ability?"

When Ye Zixuan nodded playfully with a smile, Mo Qixiong thought that Mei Zishu didn't want to drag the two of them down: "You are so weak, the Dark Lord can poke you down with one finger, how can you protect yourself? We agreed to be brothers Yes, naturally we have to advance and retreat together, we will never leave you alone, and you should not think about anything that will not drag us down."

He patted himself on the back with his backhand: "Later, I'll carry you on my back, you hug me, and I promise nothing will happen to you."

Mei Zishu smiled lightly, with touch and relief in his eyes, but he didn't respond to Mo Qixiong. The slender bamboo stick he was holding was stabbed forward gently, and the buzzing flies froze in the air for an instant. , Mo Qixiong stared wide-eyed, looking at the stabbed fly with an expression of disbelief, before he could speak, Mei Zishu's bamboo stick turned again.

Another fly was pierced through its body and was next to its companion.

Mo Qixiong was very surprised by this vision and technique. It seemed that he did not expect the frail Mei Zishu to have such a hand. It would be no problem for him to blow a fly to death with one punch, but it would be difficult to stab a fly to death with a bamboo stick, and there was a little Mo Qixiong felt the most unbelievable that the flies didn't pierce the tip of the bamboo stick, but slid through most of the stick and hung in the middle.

Mo Qixiong knew in his heart that flies are small in size and light in weight, and ninety-nine percent of them will land on the tip when the bamboo stick is stabbed, so it is difficult to move to the middle under force.

If he was holding a slender bamboo stick, even if it could stab a fly, a bamboo stick could only stab one, and it was absolutely impossible to string two flies.

But the bamboo stick in Mei Zishu's hand is not only stabbed accurately, but also allows the bamboo stick to pass through the fly's body to the middle, which is a mystery that few people can do.

While Mo Qixiong was swallowing his saliva, Mei Zishu gently handed out the slender bamboo stick. His movements were very elegant, not too big, and his strength seemed gentle, just like the epiphyllum blooming in the middle of the night. Slowly, but unstoppably, when he stopped and stretched his wrist forward, Mo Qixiong saw again that the tip of the bamboo stick was piercing a mountain mosquito.

Two flies and one mosquito, trembling slightly in the wind.

"Brother, you are so awesome."

Mo Qixiong immediately hugged his thigh spinelessly, looked at Mei Zishu and shouted: "Protect me well."

Then he looked at Ye Zixuan again: "Brother, this kid is so powerful, he didn't know that he would make a fool of me just now."

"I also just found out that he has this strength."

When Mei Zishu waved his hand, Ye Zixuan smiled leisurely: "But I knew last night that he has the ability to protect himself. How can a person who can survive in the international warehouse be a master at the mercy of others?" Then he put the milk in the On the ground: "But he didn't lie to you. He really can only protect himself, not you. His body can't fight for a long time."

Mei Zishu nodded with a smile, "I haven't been able to run 1000 meters in the past six months."

Ye Zixuan exhaled a long breath, grabbed Mei Zishu's wrist to feel his pulse, his expression didn't change much.

Mei Zishu smiled: "Is time running out? Although I am not a doctor, I can still feel the changes in my body.

"Sometimes think about it, the death penalty next month is not a bad thing, early death and early death."

Ye Zixuan didn't speak, and after feeling his pulse for a minute, he moved his hand away with a calm voice: "Don't worry, you won't die so quickly when you meet me."

"Besides, the big revenge has not been avenged, why bother to only stare at a word of death?"

Mei Zishu sighed: "Sometimes, being unwilling is really useless. The cruelty of fate cannot be resisted by the world."

"There's always a fight."

Ye Zixuan patted his clothes and stood up, scanning the crowds that began to gather in front of him: "What should come will always come, today is definitely not as simple as a fight, the best ending after a group fight is to close the small black room, let it be worse Just take advantage of the chaos and shoot them on the spot, but these are all within my expectations, it depends on who can win this battle."

Mo Qixiong also saw the changes in the scene, stuffed the last few cakes into his mouth, and drank the milk in the bottle in one gulp, his teeth gleaming coldly.

Mei Zishu also stood up: "I believe in you."

With a shake of the bamboo stick in his hand, the flies and mountain mosquitoes instantly disintegrated and fell to the ground in pieces.

A cold wind blows, a battle is approaching, and black clouds are about to overwhelm the city.

Countless prisoners with big arms and round waists are like a stream of streams, converging towards Ye Zixuan and the others. The dust and grass chips raised by the striding meteors obscure the sight of the rest of the prisoners. Unruly hostility, just missing the thirteen little bosses who surrendered last night.

The Dark Demon King's face was full of resentment. He hung the shoulder that was almost broken by Mo Qixiong, and led all the coalition forces to surround Ye Zixuan and the three of them. The pain and begging for mercy of the three people last night turned into hatred: "It is these three people who hurt us."

"Boy, dare to hurt our boss, are you looking for death?"

"Stop talking nonsense with them, go up and blast them."

Seeing that it was Ye Zixuan and the others who caused great harm to the Dark Lord and the others, hundreds of prisoners approached viciously, rolling up their sleeves one by one to fight. Some innocent prisoners immediately ran away in fear to avoid harming the fish in the pond. The prison guards guarding all around were also amazing He disappeared without a trace, and seemed to have tacitly allowed this fierce battle to be staged in the prison.

The Dark Lord grinned grimly: "Ye Zixuan, today, I'm going to light a sky lantern for you."

At this moment, two large groups of prisoners poured out from both sides of the camp, and there were two shouts in the air:

"Xiongying's disciple, Ma Dabiao, led five hundred elites, and obeyed Young Master Ye's orders."

"Long's Outer Hall, Long Shikai, led three hundred generals, and obeyed Young Master Ye's orders."

(End of this chapter)