Chapter 8 Commission

On the way, Meng Laoer was still a little worried.

"Xiao Yu, there are more than ten people on the other side. Is it really okay?" Meng Laoer still hesitated.

Mainly, it was difficult for him to switch from the weak boy in the mine to the martial artist Wang Yu in front of him.

He was also worried that Wang Yu would be dragged down by him and suffer heavy injuries.

"I haven't seen them yet, and I'm not 100% sure." Wang Yu said solemnly.

"Be safe, Uncle Meng, take your family away from there first, and it won't be too late to bring them back after the situation calms down."

Although Wang Yu already has the second level of body forging, which is more than enough to deal with a dozen ordinary people, he will not be overconfident.

Brother He Tie, who was in the same boxing gym at the time, was also the second level of body forging, but he was severely injured while eating a meal and had to lie in the clinic for two months before he recovered.

In his opinion, the second level of body forging is nothing at all, and he shouldn't even leave the door of the boxing gym!

How dangerous the world outside is.

If he hadn't really had no money and had seen Meng Laoer in trouble, he wouldn't have chosen to accept the commission and leave the boxing gym at this time.

"Okay! I will send my wife and children to the island town hotel to stay temporarily, but I will stay with you and will not leave!" Meng Laoer gritted his teeth.

He was digging in the mine, and his muscles were very strong. Although he was not as good as a martial artist who had practiced properly, he could at least deal with one or two gangsters with a hoe.

"Uncle, don't worry, even if I can't do it this time, I can call the master later." Wang Yu said seriously.

In fact, if Sun Chengshan was not in the boxing gym today, he would have called him a long time ago.

With the current level of importance that Sun Chengshan attaches to him, he would most likely agree to this request.

"Xiaoyu, I really don't know how to thank you." Meng Laoer said with emotion.

"It's okay, uncle, if you were not in the mine, I might have collapsed a long time ago, and I wouldn't have returned to the island town alive today." Wang Yu said slowly.

Meng Laoer was the first person to help him after he traveled through time, and he still had a lot of weight in his heart.

It was enough for him to take a risk and walk out of the boxing gym.

Nanshanling is a general term for a hilly area in the inland.

Because the place is far away from the town center, the conditions of people who are willing to live here are slightly better than those of people in Mouse Street, and they are all poor families.

Otherwise, Meng Laoer would not have worked in the mine pit in a harsh environment for several years.

Under a low mountain, Meng Laoer's home is here.

A relatively old brick and mud house surrounded by a fence and thatched grass.

In addition to the low mountain behind it, there are high mounds on both sides, which have a certain effect of sheltering from wind and rain.

At first glance, only the place selected by Meng Laoer is flat land nearby. The other land is either earth slopes or low mountains, and it is impossible to build houses and live in.

In a radius of one kilometer, there is only one family of Meng Laoer.

It must be said that Meng Laoer's idea of ​​choosing a location is unique.

When Wang Yu got closer, before he took a closer look, he heard the sound of knocking on the door from inside.

Meng Laoer also heard the noise, his face changed drastically, and he rushed back immediately.

Wang Yu frowned. He didn't expect the other party to come so anxiously and do evil early in the morning. He immediately walked into the small courtyard surrounded by the fence.

In the yard, there was a group of young men in their twenties, laughing and playing, and some of them were holding sticks in their hands.

They looked like hooligans, afraid that others would not recognize their identities.

One of them was kicking the door with his feet, trying to break into the house.

The crying of a child in fear could be heard in the house.

"You bunch of beasts!" Meng Laoer rushed into the yard with his eyes wide open, grabbed the hoe next to him, and was about to fight with this group of people.

However, Wang Yu pressed his shoulders in time, and with a little force on his hand, Meng Laoer was fixed in place.

"Oh, I thought you were hiding inside and didn't dare to say anything, but you went to find someone?" Wang Xiaoma laughed, weighing the iron rod in his hand, and didn't take Meng Laoer, who was holding a hoe, seriously.

As for the unarmed ten-year-old Wang Yu, he looked even less threatening.

They have more than ten heroes, and each of them can kill people with a stick.

"I advise you to be sensible and hand over all the land deeds and house deeds here. We have no patience!" Wang Xiaoma sneered.

"Brother Ma, don't talk nonsense with him. He dared to report to the police before. Break his hands and feet first!" A younger brother said fiercely.

"Did you hear that? If you don't hand over the things, I will break your son's hands and feet today!" Wang Xiaoma said, hitting the door behind him with a stick.

With a bang, the door finally couldn't bear it and began to crack faintly.

"Beast!" Meng Laoer was so angry that he trembled all over, and at the same time he regretted it.

I left in such a hurry that I lost my mind. If I had known, I would have brought my wife and children with me.

Wang Xiaoma relied on his large number of people and was so arrogant that he was obviously sure of defeating Meng Laoer.

Wang Yu looked around and asked calmly, "Uncle Meng, are these the only people who came before? Did anyone miss them?"

Meng Laoer came to his senses when he heard Wang Yu's question. Wang Yu was here this time.

"It seems that there is a leader who didn't come today." Meng Laoer recalled the group of people who attacked before.

It was not Wang Xiaoma who led the team at that time, but someone else.

"Stupid, do you need my eldest brother to deal with you? You really won't cry until you see the coffin!" Wang Xiaoma said in a low voice and gave a look to several younger brothers.

Four of the younger brothers understood and rushed towards Wang Yu and the others with their teeth and claws bared.

They all had sticks as weapons in their hands. One of them who ran fast arrived first and picked Wang Yu, who looked easier to deal with.

"Go to hell!"

If an ordinary person's head was hit by a stick, he would probably fall to the ground directly.

Meng Laoer instinctively swung the hoe and wanted to block Wang Yu and hit him.

But Wang Yu pulled him behind him in advance, and kicked him like a whip at the waist.

The gangster didn't even react before he was kicked to the side and hit the other two companions who rushed over.

After falling to the ground, the gangster who was kicked by Wang Yu felt a sharp pain in his waist, as if even the kidney in that position was kicked out at once. He opened his mouth and wailed in pain.

Then Wang Yu took a step forward and punched out like a dragon, hitting the chest of another gangster.

He practiced the second level of the Shadowless Fist, and his kung fu was more focused on his fists.

This lightning-fast punch, no one present could catch the way Wang Yu punched.

With just one punch, the gangster's sternum was broken, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.

Wang Yu frowned slightly as he watched this scene.

He had already saved some of his punches. He usually went to the boxing gym and was used to seeing his brothers fighting.

This was the first time he fought with an ordinary person, and it seemed that he used too much force.

The other two gangsters who came up saw this scene, and they were so scared that they trembled all over and froze in place, not daring to move.

Meng Laoer's head was hot, but his wife and children were still in the house. He couldn't help but roar, took the hoe, and hit the two gangsters, making them scream.

When Wang Xiaoma saw that his four younger brothers were easily dealt with by the two opponents, his face turned pale, "Go, come on, let's deal with them together!"

However, the remaining gangsters didn't dare to approach the imposing Wang Yu.

After all, they were just a group of rabble, and even the crazy Meng Laoer, holding a bloody hoe, made them feel scared.

"What are you afraid of, there are so many of us!" Wang Xiaoma was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Something's wrong, you, look at what he's wearing, does it look like the clothes worn by the disciples of the martial arts hall!" A gangster suddenly said in surprise.

When Wang Yu was taken seriously, his identity became clearer.

A disciple of the martial arts hall! As long as he is not a temporary disciple, no matter how bad he is, he is a martial artist with the first level of body forging.

The combat effectiveness is not comparable to ordinary people.

Although the gang didn't recognize at first glance that Wang Yu was wearing the uniform of a Wuying boxing gym disciple, they were not stupid enough.

At this time, they determined Wang Yu's identity as a martial arts gym disciple.

"How is it possible!" Wang Xiaoma shouted, but he was already panicking in his heart, and his feet moved back little by little.

Wang Yu said nothing and walked towards them calmly.

"Run!"

The remaining gangsters could no longer withstand Wang Yu's coercion. The identity of a martial artist was enough to make them feel afraid, so they turned around and ran away immediately.

Among them, Wang Xiaoma was the fastest and earliest one.

However, Wang Yu did not intend to let them run away like this, and he chased after them in one step.

His speed was naturally not comparable to that of the gangsters, and he easily caught up with a punch and knocked down a small pan friend.