Origin

There is a saying that it is not a matter of one's own business, but it is not a kind of wisdom to protect oneself, but a kind of stupidity that passively invites disasters. It is precisely because many people have this idea that sins are tolerated and condoned. , but not everyone is so negative. There are also people who are arrogant and contentious and dare to fight against it. Wu Zhongyuan is such a person.

When he turned around and returned to the river beach, the beauty was still taking off her clothes with a noble and sad face, while the hero was humming feebly while waiting expectantly for the prey to be washed, skinned and delivered to his door.

The sound of Wu Zhongyuan's landing destroyed the seemingly beautiful scene of ugliness and filth. The beauty was so frightened that her beauty turned pale and she screamed in panic. The hero, on the other hand, was so frightened that his face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.

Without saying a word, he went up and kicked him in the nose. Blood spurted from the mouth and nose of the hero who was kicked directly, and he screamed in surprise.

For a person who has been holding back his anger, the hero's shrill screams are like cold water to extinguish the fire. If you put it in a basin, you will feel more comfortable, but it is still not very comfortable, and you have to keep coming.

Hero, no, although this guy directed and acted in a drama about a hero saving a beauty, he is far from a real hero. At best, he is just a gangster. When he saw a fight coming, the gangster was frightened and did not bother to pretend to be poisoned. He screamed and turned around, rolling and crawling to escape.

Wu Zhongyuan stepped forward and kicked this guy in the butt, knocking him to pieces, "You know who I am and why are you running away? What if I am a thief, wouldn't the woman you swore to protect with your life have to Misfortune? You don't care about her."

"Are you still a man?" Wu Zhongyuan wanted to kick him again.

There were pebbles on the river bank. The gangster had been kicked so hard that his mouth and nose were bleeding. The second kick knocked out his front teeth. Hearing Wu Zhongyuan's reprimand, he screamed in horror and waved his hands, "Who are you and why did you hit me?" ?”

"You disgust me." Wu Zhongyuan originally wanted to kick him again. Seeing his cowardly appearance, he was worried that he would be kicked to death if he kicked him again. He turned around and saw a cluster of cotton locust trees growing not far away. He ducked over and drew his sword. He cut off seven or eight sticks, grabbed a handful in his left hand, and one in his right hand, and pulled them to death, "Are you really poisoned?"

Cotton locust trees are used for weaving baskets. Although they are thin, they are tough. When the stick is pressed down, the skin and flesh will be torn. Everything is said, "No, no, it is not poisoned."

Wu Zhongyuan stopped beating and turned to look at the beauty. No, let alone describing her as a beauty, a good-looking but brainless woman should be called a vase. "Did you hear that? She's not poisoned. What kind of clothes did you take off?"

Vase was busy arranging her clothes and couldn't care less about answering the conversation.

Wu Zhongyuan turned around and gave the gangster a stick, "Aren't you willing to give your life to protect her? Hit me quickly."

"Oh my god, who are you?" The gangster was stunned.

Wu Zhongyuan ignored him and turned to look at the vase again, "You like to hear sweet words, don't you? See, men who usually talk sweet words are like this when things happen. Real men are very serious and can use practical methods. Show care through actions and don’t even bother to say such disgusting words.”

"You madman, what on earth do you want to do?" the gangster yelled angrily.

It was a good thing that he didn't scream. When he screamed, Wu Zhongyuan's attention was drawn to him again. Wu Zhongyuan threw away the broken cotton locust stick in his hand, replaced it with another one, and gave another stick with his backhand, "You Don’t you like swearing very much? Come on, let’s make another one.”

Wu Zhongyuan's cultivation was so profound that when he drew the stick, it was like cutting with a knife, directly entering half an inch of his flesh. The gangster was trembling in pain and screaming repeatedly.

When the gangster didn't answer, Wu Zhongyuan beat him with a stick and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and swear."

The gangster couldn't bear the pain, rolled over and screamed.

From the corner of his eye, Wu Zhongyuan noticed that the vase was getting dressed and was about to run away. He threw away the broken stick, reached out with his right hand, extended his spiritual energy to catch her back, and threw her aside, "I haven't finished speaking yet. Don’t run, or I’ll break your legs if you run again.”

"You, you, what on earth are you going to do?" The vase looked at him like a madman.

Wu Zhongyuan pointed at the gangster and said to the vase, "Did you see that this is the face of a man who swears at every turn?"

Vase was frightened and confused and did not answer.

"Did you see that?!" Wu Zhongyuan raised his eyebrows and glared.

The vase trembled with fear and nodded repeatedly.

Wu Zhongyuan took another small stick from his left hand. Seeing him holding the stick, the gangster was so frightened that he screamed before he could hit him.

Even if it screams, it has to be beaten. If you hit it with a stick, it will make a sound like a killing pig, which is very pleasant to the ears.

Wu Zhongyuan said loudly, "A male wolf knows how to give a female wolf a rabbit when courting, and a male bird knows how to give a female a few berries when courting. It is only natural for you to woo someone and give them gifts. Look at you, You still talk about it, and you remember clearly even giving me flowers, why are you so picky, are you still a man?"

The gangster really didn't understand what Wu Zhongyuan wanted to do, and he didn't know how to answer to avoid being beaten. He had no choice but to keep begging for mercy.

Who would have known that the more he begged for mercy, the harder Wu Zhongyuan would beat him. While beating him, he was looking at the vase, "Remember, the essence of stinginess is stinginess in giving, refusal to share, pettiness, and petty care. Even if a man is as rich as a country, he only needs to be stingy. Son, he is also a worthless waste to you women."

"I remember, please don't hit him." Vase cried in fright. Wu Zhongyuan struck harder. The gangster was now covered in blood.

"Don't cry," Wu Zhongyuan scolded loudly, then stopped the vase and pointed a stick at the gangster, "You cry!"

"Ah? Hero, hero, I don't dare anymore. What on earth do you want to do?" The gangster really cried.

"You're crying insincerely," Wu Zhongyuan said, pointing at the vase with a stick, "Why did you cry to her just now? Cry for me again, cry well, and while crying, say how much you love me, say no. You can’t live without me.”

Wu Zhongyuan did not expect that the gangster would comply, but the gangster actually complied and cried strictly according to his request. While crying, he said that the reason why this guy was so obedient was because he found that Wu Zhongyuan was a lunatic, because only a lunatic would propose such a thing. Strange request.

Wu Zhongyuan looked at the vase, "Now do you know how stupid you are? His tears are worthless. I can live well without you, so don't think of yourself as so important."

"Okay, stop crying," Wu Zhongyuan said to the gangster, "Remember from now on, men don't shed tears when they bleed. Only losers use tears to gain sympathy from women."

When the gangster heard this, he was overjoyed. Since Wu Zhongyuan asked him to 'remember him later', it meant that he did not want to kill him. Although he was beaten, his life was not in danger.

"Come on, pretend to be cold and gloomy again," Wu Zhongyuan took a small stick from his left hand again, "Didn't you just tell her that you have been emotionally hurt? Have you ever been let down by a woman? Say it again, say it carefully. , the expression should be in place, the tone should be deep, the speaking speed should be slow, and the voice should be as magnetic as possible, come on, let’s start.”

Although the gangster was in severe pain, he still performed according to Wu Zhongyuan's request. He had already confirmed that Wu Zhongyuan was a madman, and he was quite crazy.

The gangster was more cooperative and was lenient in confessing. Wu Zhongyuan did not hit him this time. After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the vase again, "In the future, I will be wiser. A man who truly values ​​feelings will not slander the woman he once was. Because he knows that although this woman has left, she has also been with him, and all men who speak ill of their exes are not people who value love and justice."

"Yeah, yeah." Hua Ping'er nodded repeatedly. Like the gangster, she also regarded Wu Zhongyuan as a madman.

"Okay, now it's your turn." Wu Zhongyuan said to the vase.

"Me?" Vase was frightened, very frightened.

Wu Zhongyuan said, "Don't you like to sacrifice yourself to save others? Come on, sacrifice yourself again, take off your clothes, and make the uncle happy. If you don't obey, I will kill him."

The vase was confused.

Seeing that the vase did not comply, Wu Zhongyuan began to beat him again, making the gangster scream in agony, as if he was killing a pig.

After finishing tying the cotton locust slivers in his hand, Wu Zhongyuan went over and cut a few more strands, then came back and smoked them again. However, no matter how the gangster called for help, the vase would not be undressed.

When the beating was almost done, Wu Zhongyuan stopped and pointed at the vase with the stick in his hand, "Why don't you sacrifice yourself to save others? Such a noble and tragic thing, why don't you do it?"

When the vase didn't move, Wu Zhongyuan walked over and pulled her clothes, "Hurry up, don't you like to be tragic and tragic? Come on, let me take advantage of your unknown sympathy."

The vase knew that he didn't really want to do anything, and he wasn't very scared. He just grabbed his collar and cried.

"Remember from now on, not everyone is worthy of your sympathy and rescue. If you soil yourself for a dog, will you be worthy of someone else if you meet a tiger in the future?" Wu Zhongyuan reprimanded loudly, "A woman only has this little money in her life. If you don’t cherish it and want to use it to save others, even I can’t save everyone, who are you?!”

After saying that, he kicked the gangster who was lying on the ground pretending to be stunned, "You also remember that everyone is born as an ant. A man who works hard becomes a tiger, and a man who doesn't work hard becomes a dog. The tiger wants to capture Prey is much easier than a dog like you.”

"Hahahahaha..." A woman's laughter suddenly came from the forest on the east side of the downstream. It was a hearty kind of laughter, hysterical and perverse.

"Hahaha, I really can't help it. Hahaha, you are so interesting." A young woman wearing foreign clothes walked out of the forest, beating her chest and stamping her feet, laughing as she walked out of the forest. Sit down and say, "Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't have disturbed you. Just go on and pretend I don't exist."

"Who are you?" Wu Zhongyuan frowned and tilted his head. He was too excited before and didn't notice how this person approached.

"I'm just passing by. You continue to lecture them and don't be influenced by me." The young woman tried not to laugh. It was so hard to endure that her face turned red.

"Is it so funny?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. The young woman was wearing clothes full of alien characteristics, and she had a roll of floral cloth wrapped around her head.

"Yes," the young woman nodded repeatedly, "Hey, don't misunderstand me. I'm not laughing because what you said is wrong. What you said makes sense. If the words you said before were spread, many women could be saved. , but more than 70% of the men in the world must hate you, so you have left no way for them to survive, hahaha."

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer any more, but frowned and looked at the woman downstream. The woman had been smiling before, and her facial features were not clear. After she suppressed her laughter, she finally saw the person's age and appearance. She was about twenty-four or five years old, and her appearance could only be described as stunningly beautiful. This frightened him into being vigilant at the first moment, and he quickly reminded himself, erecting a fence and closing the door...

Normalization