landbeastnovel Chapter 8 Ambush
Chapter 8 Ambush
Seeing Liu Sheng's puzzled expression.
"Trust your father; business people are masters at reading people!"
Liu Zhutao explained, "This old fellow had only been in the shop for a quarter of an hour when he looked into the backyard 27 times, and he was looking in different directions each time."
Hearing his father's detailed observations, Liu Sheng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Here, take this stick. You can familiarize yourself with it when you have time this afternoon."
Liu Sheng took the staff, complaining, "Dad, I practice martial arts, Bajiquan, and I haven't even started learning Liuhe Spear yet!"
"I know, but you need to keep your distance from Lai San—your father will also be helping out."
Liu Sheng looked up and gave his father a serious once-over.
Approaching forty, his temples were slightly gray from years of hard work, and he had a somewhat plump figure with a slightly protruding belly that stretched his worn-out indigo cotton robe tight.
Even now, her complexion still looks quite rosy.
Liu Sheng guessed that his father would be out of breath if he ran ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) outside.
"You? Help me?"
Liu Zhutao didn't care about the sarcastic tone in his son's words. He proudly took out a small cloth bag.
There was still some grayish-white powder stuck to the rim of the bag.
"Your old man has been traveling all over the country for so many years, buying goods from the ground up snow-capped mountains and crossing deserts. How could I do this without some skills?"
Liu Sheng looked closely.
Good heavens, a bag of quicklime powder.
We definitely need to keep some distance, otherwise we'll all be swept away along with them.
So he said no more and raised the wooden stick.
I began to recall the way my senior brothers practiced the Six Harmonies Spear technique.
拦！
take!
扎！
[Bajiquan Proficiency +1]
[Bajiquan Proficiency +1]
……
【Bajiquan (11/5000 Minor Mastery)】
"You can add that?!"
Seeing this, Liu Sheng swung his staff even more vigorously.
Actually, just now...
His first reaction was to go to the martial arts school to recruit more people.
But upon closer reflection...
Dad was only guessing; he wasn't sure.
If someone doesn't come for a day, not only will it trouble one or two senior brothers to stay up all night, but we'll also have to give them some money.
Moreover, he always felt that he had been practicing for so long.
If I can't personally beat up Lai San.
Then all his training was for nothing?
"Just plan your retreat route. Keep the money with you; if we can't beat the two of us, we'll retreat!"
So Liu Sheng practiced for a while longer, and then the father and son went to bed early.
night.
Dark night.
A pale moon.
The moonlight slanted in, shining into the low courtyard walls.
Along with them came a furtive, elongated shadow.
Outside the wall, several beggar children were pulling on ropes.
Lai San descended little by little along the rope.
Seeing that no lights were on in the house, the owners must be fast asleep.
This filled Lai San with immense joy.
This sense of pride and elation was not without reason.
Lai San was so "generous" during the day.
Firstly, it was truly to apologize.
Secondly, he thought to himself that he was, after all, a disciple of the Beggars' Sect. He had done plenty of petty theft before, so he was quite skilled at it.
If you take advantage of the night to pull off a heist and then run away, you won't have any evidence. Even if it's Master Gao, he can't really say anything, right?
Thinking of this.
As Lai San plummeted, he chuckled to himself:
"Hehehe, the silver is only temporarily stored with you. In the end, it'll still be mine—ouch!"
Liu Sheng, hiding in the shadows of the courtyard wall, wielded a staff that reached his eyebrows. Seizing the opportunity, he delivered a devastating blow to the head!
With one blow, Lai San was sent flying through the air.
It was knocked down.
Lai San was no pushover either.
He actually straightened up in mid-air despite the pain, rolled forward, and narrowly avoided Liu Sheng's second blow.
"You little brat, don't think you can bully your Third Master Lai just because you've mastered a little Bajiquan. My Dog-Beating Stick Technique is already fully mastered... I'll teach you a lesson!"
While Lai San's attention was completely drawn to Liu Sheng,
From another direction, in the shadow of the courtyard wall, Liu Zhutao suddenly darted out.
He raised the bag of quicklime and smeared it all over Lai San's face.
This must be the most agile father Liu Sheng has ever seen since he was a child.
After winning, they quickly made their escape.
Lai San was a seasoned veteran; he knew something was wrong as soon as he saw the powder hitting his face, and immediately closed his eyes and mouth.
He swung the dog-beating stick in his hand wildly in all directions.
Seeing this, Liu Sheng was not in a hurry. He just watched him fight randomly from the side and did not step forward.
After swinging for a while, he had exhausted a lot of energy.
While he was catching his breath, Liu Zhutao pulled out a stick from somewhere.
Like father, like son; they went into battle in opposite directions, one to the left and one to the right.
Two easy beatings!
"Young man... Manager Liu... Father... Grandpa, I was wrong!"
Lai San had long since thrown his stick aside, and he lay sprawled on the ground, clutching his head and curling up, begging for mercy.
As Liu Sheng played, he thought he couldn't waste the opportunity.
So I kept the panel open, enjoying the feeling of experience flowing through me:
[Bajiquan Proficiency +1]
[Bajiquan Proficiency +1]
[Bajiquan Proficiency +1]
……
Lai San was still screaming in agony: "Grandpa, I was wrong, Grandpa, please spare your third grandson's life!"
Liu Sheng glanced at the panel and then at Lai San.
Ultimately, his ambition to gain experience overcame his limited sympathy for Lai San.
He casually offered some words of comfort:
"No rush, no rush, just bear with it, it'll be over in a bit."
The two men split their sticks in two, their momentum unstoppable.
They played for quite a while longer.
When Lai San was completely unable to resist, and even his arm that was used to defend himself was swollen from the beating, and he could only lie on his side on the ground groaning, Liu Sheng finally stopped, still feeling unsatisfied.
【Bajiquan (73/5000 Minor Mastery)】
The beggars who were keeping watch outside the courtyard wall heard the commotion inside and knew something was wrong. They shouted to each other and scattered like birds and beasts.
Liu Zhutao then leaned on his cane.
He was panting beside me.
Having witnessed his father's ruthlessness surpassing even his own, and considering his father's ability to foresee the future.
Liu Sheng couldn't help but give his father a thumbs up again.
Goodness, compared to that, when I was a kid, the beatings I got were practically fake.
Taking advantage of Lai San's inability to resist, Liu Sheng, suppressing his disgust, awkwardly began to search Lai San's possessions:
"Oh, silver notes, good stuff! Hmm... not bad, not bad, and there's even some loose silver."
Under the moonlight, the father and son took stock of everything.
It totaled 150 taels of silver notes and a little over 3 taels of loose silver.
Unfortunately, not everyone carries around martial arts manuals, Liu Sheng thought to himself, feeling a pang of regret.
Taking advantage of the situation, Liu Zhutao kicked Lai San in the butt: "You poor bastard! You dare to offer yourself up with such a small amount of money... As we agreed before, he's going to be handed over to you?"
Liu Sheng replied:
"Don't worry about it, Dad!"
Lai San was still humming, thinking that it was good that he didn't have Da Tou's money on him today. But when he heard this, he thought that after stealing the money, he was going to kill him.
He was so scared he almost cried, but he knew that quicklime shouldn't come into contact with water, so he didn't dare to cry.
He could only shout, "Sheng-ge'er, I was wrong, Sheng-ge'er, please spare my life!"
"I won't kill you, don't worry... Get up!"
Upon hearing Liu Sheng's sudden shout, Lai San disregarded his own pain.
With a somersault, it leaped up.
He still didn't dare to open his eyes, standing there dumbfounded.
Seeing him stand up, Liu Sheng gave instructions:
"Turn left... Yes, go straight... Go... Lift your foot higher, higher still, okay... Go straight... Turn right... Keep going straight until you hear someone call you, then stop."
Lai San walked for a while, and finally heard no more noise from the side.
His mind stirred slightly, and he was just about to explore his surroundings.
boom!
So he was hit by Liu Sheng's stick again.
"We're watching you, behave yourself!"
"Oh dear, Sheng-ge, where are you taking me so late? The yamen isn't even open!"
Lai San was genuinely scared; he had been poisoned with lime powder and couldn't open his eyes.
My heart was filled with fear of the unknown and the darkness.
Especially since her life was in the hands of the 16-year-old boy next to her.
"Don't worry, we won't go to the government office. I'll take you somewhere nice."
Lai San had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep walking.
Because of that blow, he dared not test the waters again.
As Lai San walked, he suddenly had a jolt:
"We've walked for so long, if we haven't reached the city walls, we should at least be at the market by now... Oh no!"
Then he heard a loud shout:
"Hey, you over there, what are you doing?!"
Then came another person's voice:
"Judging from his clothes, they look like they're from the Beggars' Sect!"
Lai San finally realized what Sheng Ge'er was planning to do to him.
He didn't really want to die, but it might have been better to just take his life!
This is the market, the territory of the Mingsha Gang!
Even a cornered dog will jump over the wall.
Lai San's mind raced, and an idea came to him.
He opened his throat and roared at the top of his lungs:
"Brothers of the Mingsha Gang, I am Lai San, a three-bag disciple of the Beggars' Sect! Don't attack! I know a lot of information about the Beggars' Sect; I've come to surrender!!!"
Seeing that Lai San had finally found a suitable place, Liu Sheng, hiding in the shadows, finally smiled with relief.