Pa!
This guy knelt in front of Wu Song on the spot, his face full of fear and dread.
"Hero, spare me! Spare my life!"
Zhang Baobao was also a wimp. After kneeling down, his entire body trembled.
Compared to swimming in a manure pit, Zhang Baobao felt that it was a good choice to bow his head.
Wasn't it just kneeling and kowtowing?
It was always better than swimming in a manure pit.
Wu Song's face did not have any extra expression, and he only leisurely said,""Didn't I give you a choice? Either you jump down or I'll throw you down!”
Zhang Baobao was stunned.
Why was this fellow so stubborn?
However, at this moment, Zhang Baobao suddenly realized that he was so close to Wu Song.
What if they attacked now?
Zhang Baobao's heart was filled with hatred, but his palm quietly moved towards his waist. There was still a dagger there. This was something his father had prepared for him.
Although the Great Song also prohibited weapons, there was a restriction that referred to " armor, crossbows, spears, spears, weapons, etc., private individuals are not allowed to have ". As for " bows, arrows, knives, shields, short spears, these five things, private individuals can have them. In other words, private citizens could legally own bows, arrows, knives, shields, and short spears. In Zhang Zeduan's Along the River During the Qingming Festival, there was a weapon shop next to Sun Yangzheng Shop. A person who was probably a customer was trying to draw a big bow. Obviously, weapons like bows and arrows were for public sale.
In the novel " Water Margins," many heroes brought a podao to Jianghu, because podao was also a weapon that could be held by civilians.
Suddenly, Zhang Baobao pulled out the dagger at his waist and stabbed Wu Song's abdomen.
However, his actions were completely seen by Wu Song.
Even though he had abandoned martial arts for literature.
However, as a transmigrator, there were still some benefits.
For example, defense, eyesight, and the ability to warn of danger.
The speed of Zhang Baobao's punch was already considered very fast. However, when the danger warning erupted, Wu Song's attention was focused, but his movements were as slow as a snail crawling.
Pa!
With a slight force, he grabbed Zhang Baobao's wrist.
Ouch!
Zhang Baobao immediately screamed and kicked Wu Song's leg joint with his right foot. However, Wu Song didn't move and let him kick.
This bit of strength was like an ant scratching an itch.
"Let go, let go, my hand is going to break!”
Zhang Baobao screamed,"Let go of me!"”
Good!
Wu Song casually threw Zhang Baobao to the side of the manure pit.
At this moment, the other six scoundrels also crawled out with great difficulty.
Seeing this scene, they could not help but swallow hard.
Then, she vomited out in disgust.
"Do you want to leave?" Wu Song smiled as he looked at these scoundrels in front of him.
The few rascals nodded in unison.
Wu Song pointed at Zhang Baobao and said,"Push him in!"”
"What?"
Zhang Baobao was stunned.
Wu Song, on the other hand, spoke like a cat toying with a mouse,"Hurry up and push him in. All of you have been thrown into the manure pit, and he's the only one who's fine? This isn't appropriate, right? No matter what, they should be evenly distributed!”
The ruffians looked at each other.
Dealing with Wu Song was absolutely impossible.
However, this Zhang Baobao…
If not for his instigation, they would not have come to find trouble with Wu Song.
All of this was Zhang Baobao's fault.
Immediately, a hoodlum made a move and grabbed Zhang Baobao's wrist.
"Hey, what are you doing?”
"Zhang Baobao, come in!”This hoodlum exerted force and directly pulled Zhang Baobao into the manure pit.
'Ugh!
Wu Song calmly watched this group of hoodlums 'performance.
What a battle of the dung pit
Zhang Baobao was single-handedly pressed into the manure pit by the six hooligans and tortured.
There was a saying that when a scholar met a soldier, it was hard to explain.
She was also anxious when she met hooligans.
It was as if Yang Zhi had met Niu Er and directly stabbed him.
Can't you just beat him up?
To deal with a scoundrel, one had to use the scoundrel's methods and methods.
Wu Song could not be bothered to reason with them and just directly made a move.
Moreover, he had to use a method that would leave a lasting impression on them.
If the other party was a scholar, then everyone would use the scholar's way to solve the problem. However, if the other party was not a scholar, then there was no need to be polite. Using violence to deal with violence was the best way.
He didn't mind using the cruelest method to educate them.
Zhang Baobao was about to go crazy.
He felt as if his mouth had been opened by someone. Then, he did not know which bastard had poured a few mouthfuls of feces into his mouth.
These guys who used to bow and scrape by his side actually dared to make a move on him.
Wu Song also looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.
Zhang Baobao's head was pressed into the manure pit. Then, after hatching out with great difficulty, he was pressed down again.
It was fine if Wu clan was not developed, at most they would mock them, but if they were developed, their first thought would be to make you powerless again.
To put it bluntly, it was jealousy and hatred.
Why should you be the only one in the backwater?
Since Pan Jinlian had entered Wu clan, they naturally did not like her and wanted to take her away from Wu clan.
Wu Song estimated that it was about time. If he continued to torment Zhang Baobao, he would really drown. He then said,"Get up here!"
The six of them scrambled up. Zhang Baobao was already half-dead.
Previously, Zhang Baobao still felt that he could do whatever he wanted in this land.
But now!
Zhang Baobao felt that he had lost all face.
He knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy.
However, Wu Song, this bastard, still threw himself into the manure pit.
The six of them kept pushing their heads into the manure pit. If word of this spread, anyone who mentioned Zhang Baobao would say,"You're talking about this person. I know him. He's the one who ate the manure back then."
This was simply the death of society.
Feudal society was naturally not as developed as the later generations.
It was impossible for Zhang Baobao to migrate. Could he put down his family property?
No, then…
He would have to live with the reputation of eating shit for the rest of his life.
"Get lost!"
Wu Song waved his hand." Don't let me see you again. If there's a next time, I'll make you eat all the feces!"”
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