Insufficient balance

  Since I can still move on my own, what's the point of having a brother like you!

  Wu Dalang suddenly felt very stupid, and the pain in his chest worsened by two or three points, echoing with the big package that had not yet fallen from his forehead.

  Wu Dalang let out a loud shout, but his voice was so weak that he couldn't even hear himself. Gritting his teeth, Wu Dalang grasped the handrail with both hands and forced himself to climb up!

  It's not easy to get some reaction, can't attribute it all to one person!

  Yu Ge, slow down for me!

  Wu Dalang was screaming in his heart, his face had turned pale with pain, step by step, Wu Dalang was like carrying a thousand-pound burden, moving up step by step.

  "Alright." Pan Jinlian's voice was still icy, but to Yuan'ge it sounded like music from heaven: "You're pressing down on my leg, you get up first, and wait for me to take off my clothes."

  Xiang Ge was overjoyed and lifted his body, since Pan Jinlian had already resigned herself to her fate, why must he force himself? It's better to just enjoy the play, even if it kills him!

  Of course, what Yuan Ge didn't expect was that behind him, on the stairs, Wu Dalang was panting heavily, his eyes were full of bloodshot, and his fingernails almost dug into the wood.

  Pan Jinlian saw Yuanniang lift up her body, making a gesture to take off her pants. Her legs secretly lifted and pressed against Yuanniang's lower abdomen.

  "Sister, why did you take off your pants as soon as we started?" Yu Ge's heart was racing with excitement, and he didn't mind at all that Pan Jinlian had placed a pair of jade-like feet on his abdomen: "Let's take it slow, first let's take off the top clothes..."

  Pan Jinlian muttered in response, but her body secretly slid down, her legs bent even more fiercely, putting all the remaining strength on a pair of jade feet: "I'll get rid of you, big-headed ghost!"

  With this angry shout, Yu Ge couldn't help but jump in fright. Pan Jinlian had been waiting for just this opportunity, and with a burst of strength from her jade-like foot, she kicked Yu Ge off herself, sending him flying into the air!

  Pan Jinlian had figured it out, but not that she wanted to fool around with Xue Pinggui, rather she realized her method of resistance was wrong.

  Although Yuan Ge is only fifteen years old, in terms of strength, he is already three points stronger than Pan Jinlian. If Pan Jinlian relies solely on her dead strength to resist, she will eventually lose her strength.

  What should we do when our strength is insufficient?

  The amiable and affable Master Ximen Qing said: You should use your strength actively, attack unexpectedly and catch off guard.

  Just now, this is one of the moves in the women's self-defense technique "Tortoise Shell" that Ximen Qing and I practiced heavily this afternoon.

  If you don't have enough strength, bend your legs and press them against your abdomen, then kick out with a cold toe!

  Bent legs can burst out with considerable strength!

  Pan Jinlian suddenly realized that Ximen Qing's trick "Rabbit kicks eagle" was taught too timely!

  Yu Ge hadn't figured out what was going on when his body was kicked into mid-air and flew backwards...

  Of course this flight distance will not be too far... just from the bed to the stairs entrance.

  Yu Ge fell to the ground and couldn't balance himself, his body still in the posture of flying out, falling backwards, and behind him were stairs!

  On the stairs above, half of his head was exposed, anxious and almost dying in agony, it was Wu Dalang!

  As a result, Yuan Ge slammed Wu Dalang's head down heavily just as he had managed to expose half of it!

  Not to mention Wu Dalang's fingernails were about to be embedded in the wood, even if he had dragon claws at this moment, facing the falling live person, he was still helpless!

  Wu Dalang watched as Guan Ge, this big and alive person, fell down, and he really felt hopeless.

  On this very narrow staircase, there was no place to hide, let alone the half-crippled Wu Dalang.

  Suddenly, Wu Dalang didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain before he was smashed down like a rubber ball.

  This is not the Invincible Whirlwind of Fire!

  This is Wu Dalang's physical body colliding directly with the wooden ladder!

  Bang! Wu Dalang finally let out a mournful cry!

  Bang! Wu Dalang has been knocked unconscious!

  Bang! Bang! Bang! Wu Dalang rolled all the way down the stairs, and it was unclear what he had bumped into. His face was pressed against the ground, motionless.

  Yu Ge was fine, still young, and after being bumped by Wu Dalang, he just rolled down the stairs with a few bruises.

  Trying to get up, Yu Ge took a step forward and was tripped by Wu Dalang. With a surge of strength, the palm of his hand felt a sharp pain, as if he had pressed on something sharp.

  Right after that, Yuan Ge smelled a hint of blood amidst the smell of alcohol. In shock, Yuan Ge lightly touched the ground and found fragments everywhere, seemingly from a broken wine jar; upon further touch, Yuan Ge's hand felt sticky with **.

  He carefully sniffed and found it was blood!

  Something big has happened!

  Yu Ge let out a miserable cry and was so frightened that his legs went soft, he didn't dare stay there any longer!

  What Pan Jinlian, what round house, what crispy chest and long legs, Yuange now doesn't care about anything.

  He rolled and crawled to the door, Guo Ge's hands were a bit weak as he pulled the door, but it didn't budge at all. After fumbling for half a day, he finally opened the door latch, and with a loud shout, he rushed into the endless darkness, his pants wet with urine.

  Pan Jinlian sat stupidly on the bed, and just now that one had almost exhausted her strength, and was also frightened, at this moment she was soft all over, unable to move.

  "Sixth lady! Has your house been robbed?" After a moment, Wang Po, holding a lantern, hesitantly appeared at the door, and Da Sheng shouted.

  The old woman was awakened by the noise and came over to take a look.

  Pan Jinlian heard Wang Po's voice, but at this moment she had no strength to shout, and only replied in a low voice that even she herself could not hear clearly.

  The old woman looked at the half-open door, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and pushed it open to look inside.

  The room was dark and dimly lit, but Wang Po could vaguely see someone lying motionless on the floor, who appeared to be Wu Dalang.

  "Is this Wu Dalang drunk again?" Old Woman Wang stepped inside and immediately saw that the floor was covered with shards of pottery, looking like a wine jar had been smashed.

  "Wake up, Wu Dalang!" Wang Po kicked Wu Dalang's buttocks with her leg and said, "Be careful not to catch a chill."

  "What was that noise just now!"

  The old woman saw that Wu Dalang was not responding, so she impatiently put the lantern on the table and squatted down to pat Wu Dalang's shoulder, trying to turn him over.

  The old woman did not expect that Wu Dalang was covered in blood all over his head and face, his facial features twisted, and under the dim light of the lamp, he looked particularly terrifying, especially with several pieces of fragments embedded in his skull, one of which seemed to have penetrated deep into his brain.

  Wu Dalang is a zombie, but now he's dead and can't die again.

  Wang Po's hand relaxed, and he stood up, shouting in a loud voice: "Liu Niang! Liu Niang! Where are you?"

  After shouting for a good while, Old Woman Wang finally heard a weak voice floating down from upstairs: "Auntie...I'm upstairs."

  Wang Po listened to the noise and thought that Pan Jinlian was also injured, so she quickly picked up the lantern and went upstairs to take a look. She saw Pan Jinlian leaning against the head of the bed, lying softly.

  "What's going on!" Wang Po saw that Pan Jinlian didn't seem to be in any big trouble, and her heart slightly relaxed.

  Pan Jinlian sighed bitterly, such things, how can they be spoken of?

  "Sixth lady, hurry up and get out of bed." Wang Po came to the bedside and was about to pull Pan Jinlian up: "Something big has happened!"

  "What's the big deal?" Pan Jinlian didn't want to move at all now: "Did Mother-in-law see Eldest Brother downstairs?"

  "What's wrong, young master! They're all dead!" Wang Po saw that Pan Jinlian refused to get up and was so anxious that she stomped her feet: "Has a thief entered our home or what? Sixth Lady, tell me what's going on!"

  The family was robbed, but at that time, Wu Dalang himself let the thief in.

  Pan Jinlian shook her head, not wanting to say anything or get up, but Wang Po's next sentence made Pan Jinlian suddenly jump up.

  "Sixth sister, Wu Da is already dead downstairs, did you know?!"

  "What!" Pan Jinlian suddenly didn't know where she got the strength from and jumped off the bed: "Mother-in-law, don't scare me!"

  "The man is still lying on the ground, go and see for yourself!" Wang Po said in a bad temper: "What exactly happened, you'd better tell me."

  Pan Jinlian seemed not to hear, snatched the lantern from Wang Po's hand and rushed downstairs in a gust of wind.

  Just then Wang Po heard Pan Jinlian let out a shrill cry and shook her head as she also rushed down.

  "Good heavens! What's to be done!" Pan Jinlian gazed at Wu Dalang's corpse, utterly at a loss.

  "This noise is so loud, the night patrol will probably arrive soon." Wang Po pushed Pan Jinlian out of the door: "Hurry up and leave! If you're late, it'll be too late!"

  "What can I do at this late hour?!"

  "Of course it's Ximen's house." Wang Po said firmly: "At this time, only Ximen can save you."

  At this time, the sound of chaotic footsteps had already come from the end of the street. It sounded like the night patrol officers had heard the commotion or that someone from a nearby household had informed them of the disturbance and came to take a look.

  "Hold the lantern steady and hurry up!" Wang Po gave Pan Jinlian a push, who was still standing there in a daze, and walked towards the night patrol team herself.

  Pan Jinlian hastily picked up the lantern and ran in another direction.

  "Halt! What are you sneaking around for at this late hour!" Tonight, the cow-headed one was particularly enthusiastic, personally bringing several yamen runners to patrol the streets. When they arrived at this side of Purple Stone Street, someone reported some suspicious activity, and since they were idle anyway, they brought the troops over. Unexpectedly, they ran into Wang Po right in front of them.

  Of course, Niu Dou also saw a figure carrying a lantern running in that direction.

  "The old woman heard the noise and came out to take a look!" Wang Po made a big bow: "I didn't expect someone to rush out from inside the door, snatch the old woman's lantern and run away."

  "Sir! Shall we chase after him?" A nearby officer with a venomous gaze said, "That figure just now looked very much like the wife of Wu Da!"

  "Nonsense! How could I not recognize Sixth Lady?" Wang Po scolded: "That's obviously a little thief!"

  "Pan Jinlian? Ran in that direction?" Niu Da Tou rubbed his head, thinking to himself: "That direction is the county magistrate's mansion. Could Pan Jinlian be..."

  Forget it, Pan Jinlian has already voluntarily surrendered to the county magistrate, what's there to worry about? If they were to chase after her, wouldn't that be a loss of face for the county magistrate!

  The cow thought for a moment, waved its hand: "Go! Take this old lady, brothers go inside the house and see!"

  Collect.