Chương 81: A good beating makes you healthier

Chapter 81 A good beating makes you healthier (5k)

"Very well, Fifth Master, you're quite the hero! Since that's the case, Fifth Master, will you choose to end it yourselves, or shall I help you?"

Zhao Jinze said coldly.

These words struck everyone like a thunderclap in the rainy night.

Zhang the Cripple and Peng the Tiger immediately looked alarmed and said, "Brother Zhao, you mustn't!"

"Jinze, show mercy."

The other people who came to help Fifth Master also changed their expressions and tried to dissuade him.

"Director Zhao, things have come to this point, so let's prioritize peace."

"We are willing to act as guarantors. Brother, if you have any requests, I believe Fifth Master will grant them. Isn't that right, Fifth Master!"

These people are standing up for Fifth Master not because they have any deep friendship with him, like a life-or-death bond.

However, everyone present is a participant, and if it really comes to that, who knows if Zhao Jinze will take advantage of the situation.

Did they wipe them all out in one fell swoop?

The best way to extricate oneself is to resolve the matter peacefully.

Hearing what the others said, Zhao Jinze looked coldly at Fifth Master, whose face was gloomy, and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned as if it had fallen into an ice cave, chilling everyone to the bone.

If things go wrong, there could be rivers of blood flowing immediately.

When the imperial court intervenes and the police arrive, the situation in Yishui will likely change drastically.

"Hahaha!"

Fifth Master, who was at the center of the storm, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed loudly: "After decades of fighting and killing, I, Fifth Master, have lived a pretty good life."

"If this vast family fortune were handed over to this rebellious son, it would only end in ruin and death sooner or later. There's no need for Brother Zhao to lift a finger."

After saying that, he slapped his son, Song Maowen, who was lying on the ground groaning and completely lacking in backbone.

"Father, what are you doing!"

Song Maowen was terrified and utterly horrified. He wanted to get up and run, but the sharp pain in his chest made him unable to muster the strength.

He could only watch helplessly as his father's powerful palm strike hurtled towards him.

Everyone present was stunned, never expecting that Fifth Master would be so fierce.

"It's over!"

Everyone's minds raced as they began to devise ways to extricate themselves from the conflict or gain greater benefits.

"Snapped!"

Just then, a powerful palm strike abruptly stopped, firmly blocking Fifth Master's right palm strike.

Everyone was startled and looked towards the scene. The person who appeared was none other than Zhao Jinze.

"What does this mean?"

Fifth Master frowned, puzzled.

"Does he intend to take action himself?"

"Fifth Master, do you acknowledge this life-saving grace?"

Zhao Jinze said calmly.

"A life-saving grace?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present hesitated for a moment, then instantly understood and their faces lit up with joy.

Fifth Master narrowed his eyes slightly, never expecting that Zhao Jinze would have such a demeanor.

A glint flashed in his eyes, and he laughed loudly, "Brother Zhao, I admire you! I acknowledge this life-saving grace!"

"good!"

Zhao Jinze smiled calmly and withdrew his hand.

"What are you all standing there for? Come in and pack your things, and carry this bastard out. He's a disgrace."

Fifth Master frowned, glanced at his underlings outside, and shouted sternly.

Immediately, seven or eight henchmen rushed in and cleaned up the broken tables and chairs, as well as the debris on the ground.

They also carried Song Maowen, who was lying on the ground and had just escaped death, out of the area.

However, Fifth Master and the others had already sat back down in their armchairs, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Rui sat down to his third uncle's left and drank his tea by himself. It was pre-rain Longjing tea, and it tasted very good.

"Fifth Master..."

"Hey, what Fifth Master? I'm a few years older than you, just call me Fifth Brother. You're a magnanimous and ambitious young man. If I weren't ashamed, I would love to become your sworn brother."

Fifth Master shook his head and sighed.

"I have long admired Fifth Master, but due to unforeseen circumstances, this incident has occurred."

Zhao Jinze said with a smile.

"Oh dear, since you two are so determined, why be so coy? Let's become sworn brothers today!"

Peng Laohu, standing to the side, smiled and said, "I'm just going along with it."

"This? Brother Zhao?"

Fifth Master looked at Zhao Jinze.

"Fifth Brother!"

"Brother!"

The two stood up at the same time, clasped hands, and burst into laughter.

"Prepare the wine, offer the incense, for today I wish to become sworn brothers with my younger brother..."

As soon as Fifth Master spoke, the entire restaurant sprang into action.

Zhao Rui watched from the side, scratching his head in frustration.

How to put it? They're a bunch of cunning old foxes who are good at judging the situation, care about their image, and cause all sorts of messes.

If it weren't for the air conditioner and TV standing in the room, he would have thought he had traveled back to ancient times.

But for some reason, I feel that this is much better than working until I die.

Jianghu, what is Jianghu? Fighting and killing is Jianghu, romance and love and hate are also Jianghu.

Zhao Rui smiled nonchalantly, his mind clear and insightful.

With sword in hand, I am the world of martial arts!

……

The matter of making friends had nothing to do with Zhao Rui, and he was too lazy to get involved, no matter how high his martial arts skills were.

He is also Zhao Jinze's nephew.

Just watch your uncle perform as he pleases.

As for the deliberate attempts to curry favor with people like Scarface, he remained calm and tactfully passed them on to his third uncle.

Who told him to be a young man who had just turned eighteen?

After solemnly declaring to Heaven and Earth that we have sworn brotherhood, it is only natural that we will drink and make merry, indulging in extravagant pleasures.

Fifth Master has nothing but plenty of money and women.

With ten heroes at one table, there will be ten girls serving them.

Zhao Jinze glanced at his nephew, who was handling the situation with ease and comfort, being served by the pretty girl next to him.

My eyelids twitched involuntarily.

This doesn't seem like the first time!

Seeing his third uncle's gaze, Zhao Rui quickly sat up straight and pretended to be a well-behaved child.

That pose was obviously an act!

Zhao Jinze was speechless for a moment, then glared at him with a playful smile before turning around and starting a drinking contest with the others.

Why add blood with the scent of rouge? The cold blade has already wiped the beauty's clothes clean!

When the uncle and nephew came out of Juxian Pavilion, it was already dark.

Zhao Rui drove his slightly tipsy third uncle home.

"Your third uncle owes you three lives!"

In the car, Zhao Jinze exhaled a breath of alcohol and said with lingering fear.

"If my dad heard me say that, he'd break my legs. In ancient times, three generations of a family were exterminated, but uncles and nephews were considered family."

"Pah, pah, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Zhao Jinze couldn't help but laugh and scold.

My nephew's words made it very clear: we may disagree on small matters, but we are family on important ones.

He naturally wouldn't say anything more pretentious, and instead said seriously, "Your brother has caused too much trouble this time. If we don't do something about it, I'm afraid he'll go astray."

"I discussed it with Fifth Brother, and we both agree that the kids need to be disciplined and taught a lesson. You have to help with this."

"Me? No way, I'm too lazy. I finally get a winter break, Uncle, don't give me any trouble to do."

"Only you can keep him in check. He'll definitely disagree with what I say now."

Zhao Jinze said helplessly.

The son is very talented, but because he is too talented, he gradually became arrogant and conceited in this small county town.

This caused such a disaster that almost cost the lives of an entire family.

"He submits to me? He's never submitted to me since he was a child!"

Zhao Rui rolled his eyes. His cousin was so arrogant. When had he ever submitted to him?

"If you're not convinced, then beat him up, beat him until he submits!"

Zhao Jinze said with great resentment.

"Beat him up? How do you want to beat him up? How do you want to beat him up?"

Zhao Rui raised an eyebrow!

"..."

Zhao Jinze felt that his nephew harbored quite a bit of resentment.

"I said I'd beat you up."

"Alright! I'll take this job."

Zhao Rui chuckled.

Zhao Jinze leaned back in his seat, turned his neck, and as if remembering something, sat up straight and said, "This time, if Third Uncle manages to get a whole street, you get eight and I get two, and I'll help you manage it."

"Um, Uncle, are you getting involved in the shady business?"

Zhao Rui asked curiously.

"Once you enter the martial arts world, whether you're a layabout or not, you're still just getting by. So why not just keep the benefits in your hands?"

"That's true. But, Uncle, let's forget about the profit sharing. I'm not interested in these things. You fought for all of this yourself."

"One thing at a time. Without you, I couldn't control this situation, and I wouldn't be able to get these benefits."

"Let's split it 50/50. I also want to earn some money to improve my parents' lives."

Zhao Rui hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"no……"

"It's settled then, Third Uncle. You have many other expenses to cover, and besides, you can't expect me to be stuck on this street forever, can you?"

"this……"

Zhao Jinze saw the burning starlight in his nephew's eyes, so bright it seemed to illuminate the entire night.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Yes, let alone a street, with my nephew's current martial arts skills, if he really wanted to get involved in the underworld, what street couldn't he control?

The finches know their ambitions!

He couldn't help but think of his younger self, when he was also full of vigor and ambition, imagining himself making a name for himself and venturing out into the world.

Time flies, and we can't help but reminisce!

In the blink of an eye, the world is theirs.

"Okay, Uncle San understands!"

……

The turmoil in the county town had long since dissipated in the cold wind after last night's events.

Zhao Rui slept at his third uncle's house for one night, and the next morning, he rode his bicycle back to his hometown.

As soon as he entered the house, he heard Zhao Xin coldly say to Zhao Ke in the yard, "You're just a piece of trash, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"

Zhao Ke was so angry that her face turned red. She snorted coldly, "You're not going anywhere today. Your third uncle gave the order when he left."

"That's none of your business!"

After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Ke's arm, twisted it backward, and pushed him away.

Zhao Ke lost his balance and fell to the ground, getting covered in dust.

"If you stop me, I'll beat you up!"

After Zhao Xin finished speaking, he swaggered out.

Just as he reached the door, a gust of wind suddenly blew in his face, making his cheeks sting.

Zhao Xin was startled by the profound skill. He immediately stepped back, turned around, and struck out with his palm.

Before the palm strike even arrived, he instinctively felt his breath catch in his throat, as if a hand were gripping his neck.

He quickly withdrew his attack and leaped away, protecting his chest with both hands before he could even focus on his defenses.

The opponent's palm strike followed again, the palm wind like surging waves, layer upon layer.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zhao Xin brought his palm to his waist and pushed out with all his might.

Suddenly, a surge of power erupted from his palm, heading straight for the source of the attack.

"This move?"

The newcomer exclaimed in surprise, but before Zhao Xin could even feel a chilling aura, like a needle, instantly piercing through his surging inner strength.

His meridians immediately felt like they were being pricked by needles, causing unbearable pain.

She couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.

With his scream, the powerful palm strike vanished instantly.

The other person gently placed one of their hands on his chest, almost as if in slow motion.

Then he released his strength.

Zhao Xin was like a kite that had been released into the sky, slowly rising into the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"elder brother!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Ke was first startled, then exclaimed with joy.

Never before had he felt so strongly that his older brother was so handsome.

"Zhao Rui!"

Lying on the ground, Zhao Xin stared at the newcomer in disbelief and shouted angrily.

"You're the one who calls me by my name, call me 'brother'!"

It was Zhao Rui who made the move.

"How can you be so strong!"

Zhao Xin slapped the ground with his right hand, instantly leaping into the air. Then, using the momentum of his feet, he pushed off the ground and charged towards Zhao Rui.

"Copyable martial art: Great Nine Heavens Palm, copy?"

"Copy!"

Having copied so many people, I forgot to copy my own younger brother's. It seems that my cousin's martial arts skills were bought by my third uncle for more than 200, 000 silver dollars.

It would be a waste of talent for one person to study alone.

"Good timing!"

Zhao Rui stepped forward, using the power of the Prajna Palm to lightly meet Zhao Xin's palms.

Zhao Xin was overjoyed to see him so dismissive, thinking to himself that he would now show him the power of his Great Nine Heavens Palm.

"Bang!"

The two exchanged blows, and Zhao Xin felt that the opponent's palm force appeared and disappeared intermittently, elusive and ethereal. Although it lacked surging power, it made his own powerful palm force feel as if it were sinking into a mud pit, sticky and difficult to penetrate.

His palm strike faltered, causing him to momentarily freeze. He had no choice but to change his move, kicking and spinning back in an attempt to withdraw his palm and protect himself.

Zhao Rui wouldn't allow him to withdraw his palms; with a breath in and a release out, he firmly controlled both of his hands.

At the same time, his powerful Vajra Leg suddenly shot up, breaking through the kick that came flying through the air.

At the same time, she kicked with both legs, landing each kick squarely on his shin.

The pain made his knees buckle, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

How could you make your younger brother kneel before you?

Let's just lie down!

Zhao Rui unleashed his palm strike, instantly unleashing another surge of immense internal energy.

Zhao Xin instantly leaped into the air, replicating the scene from just now.

Although Zhao Ke, who was watching from the sidelines, did not understand martial arts, he could still tell whether he was being hit or not.

Seeing his cousin being "beaten up" by his older brother, he couldn't help but twitch his eyes and couldn't bear to look.

He thought to himself, "Has my brother taken some kind of magic pill these past six months? He's actually massaging his younger brother like that."

He wasn't the only one with this idea; Zhao Xin, who was lying on the ground, also had it.

He had calmed down by then.

Getting knocked out once might be due to carelessness, but getting knocked out twice is a matter of skill.

But he's already at level six!

Is going to university like taking a magic pill?

"You hit me!"

Zhao Xin lay on the ground, looking aggrieved, not caring whether the frozen ground in the rural courtyard was cold in the dead of winter.

"Hitting you is too lenient a punishment."

After Zhao Rui finished speaking coldly, he took out an envelope from his pocket, flicked his finger, and it spun into Zhao Xin's hand like a gear.

"Who writes letters these days?"

Zhao Xin sat up, puzzled, opened the envelope, and took out a letter written in black pen.

His pupils dilated at just one glance.

"My parents said they're leaving to avoid trouble and won't be back for a while!"

Zhao Xin looked up and asked with an incredulous expression.

"The person you've messed with is the county's top gang leader. He has several level-eight martial artists under his command. Why doesn't your dad go out and hide, waiting for them to come knocking on his door?"

"How... how could this be?"

Zhao Xin stood up abruptly, looking completely bewildered. His parents' sudden departure left him at a loss for what to do.

"If they dare to lay a hand on my parents, I will never forgive them."

Zhao Xin gritted his teeth and said.

"I won't let you off the hook, didn't you strike first?"

"I think it's them who won't let you off the hook!"

"I……"

"What? You were reckless and caused trouble, and now your parents have to stand up for you? You think you're so capable!"

"What gives you the right to say that about me? I'm going to find them right now."

"Go away. Go my ass!"

Zhao Rui kicked him in the butt.

"What can you do there? Go and get yourself killed? Do you think you're the best in the world? You can't even beat me."

Zhao Rui looked at Zhao Xin and said in a cold voice.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xin's previously indignant face couldn't help but show a dejected expression.

Yes, he can't even beat his cousin, whom he's always looked down on.

What can you do there?

"Snapped!"

While he was still in a daze, he was hit twice more on the buttocks.

"What are you doing!"

Zhao Xin glared angrily.

I don't like the look of you!

Zhao Rui slapped him twice more.

"If you kick me again, I'll hit back!"

"Slap! Slap!"

"Zhao Rui, I'll fight you to the death!"

"Slap! Slap!"

……

At noon, the grandparents, who had just returned from the market, were surprised to see their three grandsons shoveling pig manure next to the pig manure pit in the yard.

The third brother, Zhao Xin, was furious, but dared not retaliate.

They all put their energy into shoveling manure.

The huge cesspool had already reached its bottom.

"Grandpa, Grandma, my brother is bullying me!"

When Zhao Xin saw his grandparents return, his eyes lit up, and he ran to the elderly couple in a flash.

Zhao Rui pointed a finger into the air and struck his Huantiao acupoint with a snap.

He immediately fell to the ground, almost falling face-first into dog poop.

Zhao Xin sat on the ground, feeling increasingly distressed, tears streaming down his face as if they were free.

The elderly couple felt reluctant, but their youngest son had already called to explain the situation.

Once you realize the seriousness of the situation, no matter how much you hate it, you have no choice but to endure it.

"Stop crying! You can't even do this little job, what can you do?"

Zhao Rui ignored him and flicked his finger, about to poke him.

Zhao Xin hurriedly turned and ran into the house, but before he could take two steps, Zhao Rui caught up with him and beat him up again.

With a long face, it had no choice but to obediently return to the pigsty.

In the afternoon, after lunch, Zhao Xin had just taken out his laptop when Zhao Rui came over.

They dragged him out.

They call it martial arts training!

And so it went, taking two days.

Zhao Xin was completely numb, knowing that as long as his parents didn't come back, he would never be able to escape his cousin's clutches.

It's just practicing martial arts, it's just getting beaten up.

Just pretend the holiday hasn't started yet.

Zhao Xin has no choice but to adapt.

As he adjusted his mindset, he suddenly realized something.

It seems that his cousin's guidance on martial arts is always spot-on, and every time they spar, he can point out the flaws in his moves.

This caused his Great Nine Heavens Palm, which had been stuck in a bottleneck, to show signs of a breakthrough.

"Brother, do you have any news about my parents?"

As time went by, Zhao Xin increasingly regretted his recklessness. If he hadn't acted impulsively, his parents wouldn't have had to leave for a distant land.

With the Lunar New Year fast approaching, Zhao Xin grew increasingly anxious.

"I don't know either. Let's go to your house and take a look."

Without saying a word, Zhao Rui left home first.

Zhao Xin was surprised that he left so suddenly, and hurriedly followed him.

The two hailed an unlicensed Didi (ride-hailing service) at the village entrance and headed straight to the county town.

The closer I get to home, the more timid I become!

When the black Didi stopped at the entrance of Zhao Xin's residential area, he was hesitant to get out of the car.

"Stop dawdling, go home and check on things. You haven't been back for days."

Zhao Rui said casually.

"Um!"

Zhao Xin took a deep breath and stepped into the residential area.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at Zhao Xin's house.

Looking at the familiar security door, Zhao Xin hesitated for a long time before nervously taking out his key and opening the door.

"Dad? Mom?"

The door was halfway open when Zhao Xin was astonished to find his parents, who should have been far away, standing in the living room looking at him.

Zhao Xin could no longer control himself and rushed over like a child, hugging the two of them tightly.

I hate sentimentality. After the hug, I'll give him a beating. Otherwise, I won't have such a good reason to beat him up in the future.

Zhao Rui shrugged, finally free!

(End of this chapter)