C122 Useless playboy

After crossing over to this world, because Xiao Wen wanted to train Guan Yu, he also had to act as a training partner.

Take the long run!

Xiao Wen's home was small, so it was impossible for him to create a large track for Guan Yu. Therefore, he could only go with Guan Yu every day. As soon as the day dawned, they would run around the city for a long time.

For example, some of the books on modern martial arts, such as boxing techniques and equipment fighting techniques, were clearly more complicated than the modern cavalry training methods.

If Xiao Wen wanted to teach Guan Yu, he had to make sure of it himself. After all sorts of experimentation and experimentation, Xiao Wen finally dared to teach these martial arts knowledge to Guan Yu.

After turning his own courtyard into a training field, it was impossible for Xiao Wen to dust off the training equipment within the courtyard. If Guan Yu didn't come to train, wouldn't he need to use it?

Although Xiao Wen's training was just a hobby, he did it occasionally. Compared to Guan Yu, there was still a huge gap. However, after training for a long time, Xiao Wen had also developed a certain level of combat strength.

Although he was still at the level of a professional soldier, he could still crush a rogue.

At this moment, Xiao Wen did not hesitate and directly walked in front of this young master.

Seeing Xiao Wen walk over, the young master didn't react. Instead, the remaining evil slave beside him went forward to protect his lord.

However, how could Xiao Wen even compare to this guy's battle strength?

Without another word, Xiao Wen grabbed the hand that the evil slave reached out with once again. He twisted and pulled, causing the evil slave to tumble to the ground amidst his screams.

Immediately after, he stepped on the evil slave's shoulder joints and pushed with his hands, dislocating his arms.

Looking at the wailing evil slave on the ground, Xiao Wen didn't continue to torture him. Instead, he let go of his hand and walked straight forward.

"What are you going to do?" Although Xiao Wen's expression was quite natural and amiable, he had just dealt with two of the Young Master's evil slaves. As Xiao Wen walked forward, the previously expressionless face of the young master gradually turned fiendish.

He retreated a few steps with a terrified expression on his face.

As they walked, they warned, "My father is from Zhongzhou. If you hit me, my father will definitely not let you go. "

"Your father will probably treat you like trash!" Xiao Wen said.

He was someone who had come into contact with soldiers. He knew very well that soldiers were used to grafting the training methods they had experienced in the army onto their children.

Regardless of whether it was before or after he transmigrated, although Xiao Wen had met some popinjays of the second generation, no matter if they were popinjays or not, they still had an unyielding character deep in their bones.

They could be arrogant, they could be mean, but if they were timid, he would become trash in the army's second generation circle.

Thus, when he saw that this young master was actually frightened, he immediately disdained it.

"You don't even have the guts, and only know how to bully the weak. I'm sure that your father has said that you are trash more than once, and that it would be better for you to be born in the Song Kingdom!"

Hearing Xiao Wen's words, the young master was stunned, and his father's words rang in his ears.

"I really don't understand. Back in the days when I was on the battlefield, I was always at the forefront. The general also often praised my bravery. But you, you don't even dare to kill the Huns' slaves. Were you really born of me? "

Then, in the illusion of memory, a slap came.

"Pah!"

After Xiao Wen slapped this young master to the ground, he didn't hesitate at all.

He raised his foot and kicked this young master.

"I'm not a trash …"

"I'm not a trash …"

"I'm not a trash …"

Xiao Wen kicked the body of this young master. This young master was actually rolling like a rubber ball.

However, he quickly curled his body into a ball. His hand also protected his vital points.

Listening to this young master repeat the words "I am not trash" over and over again, Xiao Wen knew that the words he said after using force to intimidate him had aroused the greatest fear in him.

"As expected, psychology is a good thing. It might be useless against brave people, but against such trash, it's pretty fun. "

Xiao Wen quickly lost interest as he continuously kicked the young master like a rubber ball.

He called over the craftsman in charge of the workshop and asked, "This guy said he knows Heshen, is that right?"

At this moment, the prince's face had already been kicked black and blue by Xiao Wen. His hair was disheveled. The originally gorgeous clothes had also become filthy.

However, the old craftsman squatted down and lifted up the hair on the young master's face. After a careful examination, he was still able to discern the young master's identity.

"To reply to Lord Shang Zang, this person is called Xu Lang. He is the son of Xu Weiyang, one of the better people in the Cloud County. Normally, he doesn't know how to fight, and likes to fight chickens and dogs. He Heshen can also be considered a drinking friend." "I have visited our carriage workshop before, but always said that I owe them money, but never paid them."

Hearing this, Xiao Wen went silent for a moment. Then, he walked forward, took off the other party's clothes, and took out a money bag.

He opened it and saw that it was filled with silver.

As in the Han Dynasty, so in history, gold was short of money. So in Korea, silver is sometimes more expensive than gold. As a result, there were often merchants who would bring foreign silverware to change the country into gold. This was also a way for them to make a fortune.

Looking at the heavy bag of silver, Xiao Wen took out a bit of it and put it back on the other person's body. If Xiao Wen took all of the money away, then whatever happened, Xiao Wen wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Then, Xiao Wen handed the rest of the money over to the craftsman and asked, "Is this enough to pay back the debt he had previously?"

"Enough is enough." The craftsman said excitedly, "I reckon there's still plenty of money left!"

"Think of the extra money as liquor and meat for everyone!" Xiao Wen said.

Then he looked at the unconscious young master and his two evil slaves on the floor and said, "Drag them into the room and rest them there. When they wake up, tell them that I took the money for the loss of their minds, leaving only a little for their journey back to the North. Not accepting any rebuttal, not accepting any reasoning, not accepting any intimidation, and not accepting any begging. "

Xiao Wen paused for a moment, and then took out his blueprints, and handed them to the craftsman: "These drawings are the carriages that I want to customize, so you must follow the designs on them. "There are some words on it. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it or not. Tomorrow, I will have my students come over to guide you all."

Originally, Xiao Wen was worried that these rebellious craftsmen would not accept his opinion on their field of work and had the thought that "the rich are really troublesome, we can just fool them". Thus, he planned to first examine their abilities, and then show them what he was capable of so that they would take his request seriously.

However, Xiao Wen gave up on this idea after teaching this Young Master Xu Lang.

After all, his dignified image had already been established. If this were to continue, his image would no longer be dignified, but ruthless and merciless.

After all, Xiao Wen was a respectable gentleman. How could he be mistaken for someone who would beat the crap out of him, push him down to the ground, and then crazily kick him until he passed out?