After Zhao Tiezhu used the Sunflower Book and the Evil-Repelling Sword, those people who were obviously fooling around were decisively knocked to the ground by Zhao Tiezhu.
Zhao Tiezhu didn't feel very happy, because according to what the old soldier said, didn't these people know some kind of voodoo skills?
How come there is no one who looks like a ghost disciple?
They just rely on fists and kicks, and this fists and kicks Kung Fu is really not that good.
After successfully knocking these people to the ground, Zhao Tiezhu shook his head helplessly and said to Lu Xiaoman, "These people are so weak.
If they were stronger, they would be able to reveal more of me."
Show me my power."
"You are just bullying people."
Lu Xiaoman knew that Zhao Tiezhu was very skilled, so when he saw Zhao Tiezhu bullying young people like this, he naturally joked.
The old soldier didn't expect Zhao Tiezhu to be so powerful.
He knocked all these people to the ground in a few seconds and asked in confusion, "Are you a Lianjiazi?"
"I am also a soldier."
Zhao Tiezhu said seriously.
"You are also a soldier."
The old soldier's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "If every Chinese soldier has your skills, then our army will at least sweep across Asia.
There will be no problem."
"This is a peaceful era and we can't afford to fight a war."
Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile, "I didn't expect that you, old man, are also a militant."
"That's natural.
I signed up for the counterattack against Vietnam back then.
I killed a total of five South Vietnamese Japs."
The old soldier said proudly.
"Then you are still awesome," Zhao Tiezhu said sincerely in admiration.
Several people were talking here, but those who were knocked down by Zhao Tiezhu helped them up in twos and threes, and then ran away without saying a word.
I have to say that in fact, whether they are Shaomin or Han people, many people are essentially bullying the weak and fearing the strong, especially those with poor character.
Zhao Tiezhu did not take these people seriously.
If there really was a master who used voodoo, Zhao Tiezhu would feel happier.
Why has Zhao Tiezhu always been very curious about voodoo?
In such an era, voodoo can It is not without reason that it has been spread to this day, and its mystery has always fascinated many people.
The simplest thing is, why do those poisonous insects listen to people's orders?
The last time he saw the miraculous Gu skills of the ghost disciples, Zhao Tiezhu thought, if all the people in his Blood Soul Hall learned the Gu skills, then the Qing Gang, the Wen Chamber of Commerce, and the Dragon Gang would all be just floating clouds. .
"Old man, do you mind going for a drink?"
Zhao Tiezhu invited.
He had something in his heart that he wanted to ask the old soldier.
"Let's go, let's go.
There is a wine shop in town that makes very good wine.
It is home-brewed," the old soldier said with a smile.
Zhao Tiezhu nodded and said to Lu Xiaoman, "We are going to have a drink, will you come with us?"
"It's still early, do you mind if I follow you?"
Lu Xiaoman asked.
"Of course I don't mind, let's go."
Under the leadership of the old soldier, Zhao Tiezhu and Lu Xiaoman came to a small restaurant in the north of the town.
Of course, it can't be called a restaurant.
This is just a simple bungalow.
There are several tables outside the bungalow, and there are tubes of chopsticks placed in the middle of the table.
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This is an old wine shop that seems to have traveled through decades to modern society.
The boss was sitting aside.
When he saw a guest coming, he stood up and greeted him with a smile.
"Hey, Lao Zhou, what kind of wind has brought you here?"
the boss smiled enthusiastically.
"Haha, bring these two new friends over for a drink.
By the way, little comrade, I haven't asked your name yet," asked the old soldier named Lao Zhou.
"My surname is Zhao, and my name is Tiezhu."
After Zhao Tiezhu finished speaking, he pointed at Lu Xiaoman and said, "This is Xiaoman, Lu Xiaoman."
"Oh, my name is Zhou Jun."
The old soldier introduced himself, "Zhou is Premier Zhou's Zhou, and Jun is the soldier's army."
"Nice to meet you," Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile.
"I'm glad to meet you too, boss.
I'll cut a pound of pig ears and tongues into pieces, and I'll also have two pounds of your home-brewed wine.
You're not allowed to mix it with water," Zhou Jun shouted boldly.
The boss naturally agreed and then went down to prepare.
"This is the oldest wine shop in our town."
Zhou Jun said, "This shop has been there since I came here, and it has been like this for decades."
"Will this business be good?"
Zhao Tiezhu asked, because according to him, this place is really poor and its spending power is very limited.
Now that he is the only person here, how much money can he make?
" "We don't make money, but we won't starve to death."
Zhou Jun said, "Although we are poor, we can still come here occasionally to have a toothpaste.
Everything here is very cheap."
It didn't take long for the food and wine to arrive.
There were only two dishes, a pig's ear and a pig's tongue, both of which were braised and could be eaten with dipping sauce.
Zhou Jun looked like he was in his sixties or seventies.
He was very bold when he was drinking and eating meat.
In fact, when he thought about it, he was able to fight with a few young people in a lively manner just now.
Drinking some wine and eating some meat would be natural.
It's also very easy.
"Mr.
Zhou, do you have no children or relatives?
Why do you live here alone?"
Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"I came to fight before I got married," Zhou Jun said.
"Later, I won the war, so I lived here.
I worked here all my life, but I never met anyone I liked, so it just stayed like this.
When I get older, my parents passed away as early as the liberation."
"Sorry."
Zhao Tiezhu said apologetically.
"It's been decades, it's nothing."
Zhou Jun took a sip of wine and said, "Okay, Tiezhu, if you have anything you want to know, just ask me."
Zhao Tiezhu smiled and said, "You are still smart."
"Haha, if you didn't want to know something, you would agree to come have a drink with an old man like me," Zhou Jun said with a smile.
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"Of course.
Drinking is not about status, but whether we can talk or not."
Zhao Tiezhu said, "Of course, we can talk about some things I want to know, or things I am more curious about."
"Oh, what are you curious about?"
Zhou Jun asked.
"You can always tell me about the counterattack against Vietnam, right?
I've loved listening to war stories since I was a child."
Zhao Tiezhu asked, although he was most curious about the magic, but this thing Er asked slowly, not in a hurry.
Zhao Tiezhu was actually quite curious about the deeds of the old soldier in front of him.
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