I am in Water Margin, I, Ximen Qing, stir-fry Pan Jinlian

At this juncture, a drunken rough man, waving a short stick in his hand, rushed out of the door and bumped into the unprepared Ximen Qing, causing him to retreat backwards. Two steps.

Jiao Ting witnessed all this from the side, and immediately became furious. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the drunk man, and asked sternly:"You are so brave! Don't you have eyes? How dare you hit my brother?"

The drunk man had an arrogant look on his face and rolled his eyes to the ceiling. He didn't even bother to look at Jiao Ting, and shouted loudly:"I have my own way. Where are the wild men and women blocking the way? You want me to get out of the way." ?In this world, I only avoid two people. Others are just mud under my feet! If you don’t let go, try my iron neck fist!"

"Who do you think you are?"Jiao Ting became even more angry and pushed the man to the ground with a strong force. The short stick and the baggage in the man's hand also fell off.

The drunkard's words seemed familiar, as if they were spoken by a bragging character in Liangshanbo. Iconic line? Ximen Qing picked his ears and looked at the drunk man with a hint of interest.

When the hotel owner heard the noise outside, he hurried out and tried to break up the fight.

But when he saw Ximen Qing’s extraordinary temperament and the servants around him , obviously not an ordinary person, the boss temporarily gave up the idea of ​​breaking up the fight and stood at the door to watch.

The strong man suffered a fall, but he did not intend to give up.

In an instant, he jumped up from the ground with a hard bounce, He shouted loudly:"You bastard, taste my fist!"As he spoke, he waved his big fist and punched it straight into Jiao Ting's chest.

This strong man was tall and powerful. The punch was howling and powerful.

Jiao Ting showed no fear. Facing such a reckless man, he turned to one side and cleverly avoided the opponent's fist. He turned his wrist and tripped with his foot. The strong man fell to the ground again like a rolling gourd. The servant behind Ximen Qing When they saw this, they burst into laughter.

The strong man fell down twice in full view of the crowd, his face lost its expression, and his heart was filled with anger.

He picked up the short stick on the ground, half sat up, and glared fiercely, as if he wanted to He wanted to take action.

However, seeing that Jiao Ting was empty-handed, the strong man hesitated for a moment, finally put down the short stick in his hand, got up and said:"Hey, man, you do have a chance. I was too careless just now. Do you dare to compete with me again?"

This failure made him realize Jiao Ting's strength. He was no longer arrogant, no longer called himself master, and no longer insulted Jiao Ting.

Seeing the strong man put down his short stick, Ximen Qing nodded secretly in his heart. Although this strong man was arrogant, He likes to brag, but he also has self-respect, knows to abide by the rules, and is willing to compete fairly with his opponents.

Jiao Ting walked with his head held high, walked a few feet away, and said loudly to the strong man:"The area here is wide and will not disturb others. Strong men, if you want to compete, please come forward."

The strong man was surprisingly calm this time. He adjusted his posture and approached steadily, cleverly avoiding Jiao Ting's attempt to wrestle.

However, how can Jiao Ting's sumo wrestling skills inherited from his family be easy to deal with?

They fought each other. After a few rounds, Jiao Ting knocked the strong man to the ground with a heavy punch.

Ximen Qing observed from the side that the strong man's arrogance had been thwarted by Jiao Ting, and felt that the time was right, so he stepped forward to stop Jiao Ting and asked the man. A strong man asked:"Man, what is your surname and where are you from?"

At this time, Jiao Ting and the strong man stopped fighting, and Ximen Qing finally had the opportunity to carefully look at his opponent sitting on the ground.

He saw that the strong man was wearing a turban in the shape of a pig's mouth, with two hanging on the back of his head. The golden twisted copper ring, a specialty of Taiyuan Prefecture, has a light yellow face with clear bones, a pair of bright eyes, and no beard on his cheeks.

He is wearing a black long-sleeved shirt with a tie around his waist. A white wide band, wearing leggings and knee pads, and eight-strand hemp shoes.

The strong man sitting on the ground was obviously stubborn. After hearing Ximen Qing's question, he snorted and replied:"I was not defeated by you, why should I?" answer your question?"

After hearing this, Ximen Qing secretly laughed in his heart. Although this man was stubborn, he also seemed quite cute.

As Ximen Qing and Jiao Ting were talking, Jiao Ting couldn't help but stepped forward and interjected:"You stupid young man is really blind. Dog eyes! This is my sworn brother, how can you ignore him? Come on, tell the truth, what's your name and where are you from?"

The strong man slowly climbed up from the dust, stood in front of Ximen Qing and Jiao Ting, and said harshly:"You are such a big man! Since I lost to you, I will naturally tell my origin, but not to him."

Hearing this, Jiao Ting immediately became furious and prepared to take action. But Ximen Qing caught him in time and smiled slightly:"This guy really deserves a beating. He can't do it without a beating. In this case, I will let him completely surrender!"

Ximen Qing has been observing coldly from the side and has seen through this man's true nature.

Although he is extremely powerful, his martial arts are mediocre and he is no match for him.

Ximen Qing decided to take action personally to teach this man a lesson so that he would not dare to do it again. He underestimated himself.

Just when the man was about to reveal his identity to Jiao Ting, Ximen Qing suddenly said:"Man, wait a minute. Do you think that only by defeating you can you tell the truth to me? Then, we might as well have a betting battle.

If I lose, I will give you one hundred taels of silver. If you lose, you have to swear to follow me from now on. Man, do you dare to bet?"

The man looked at Ximen Qing and thought to himself: This man looks fair and clean, and is dressed like a wealthy businessman.

He must have thought that after learning a few tricks, he could run rampant in the world, but he didn't know The dangers of the world.

Although his companions are powerful, I may not lose to him! I am worried that I don’t have enough money, and it seems that I can find a way out from him!