Jiaohua

Chapter 1034 You let go of me (three more)

Suddenly, there was a fierce aura, which made the speaker's back shudder, and subconsciously took a step back.

Warlock Zhong Yu restrained his thoughts, read it several times, and handed the words back.

No one dared to answer.

"This is your family's ancestral ancestral hall," Warlock Zhongyu looked at them, "A bunch of trash, your own family's ancestral hall is being used as a theater to mess around, and now you are still trembling in the hall of the ancestral hall. Be afraid, be afraid, what are you afraid of!"

Warlock Zhong Yu crumpled the paper and threw it at their heads.

The book was also photographed.

Unfortunately, two people fell on them and quickly raised their hands to cover their heads.

Especially the one that was hit by the ball of paper, he covered his head and looked at the old warlock's hand in disbelief.

It's clearly a ball of paper, but it hurts when it hits it. Why is the force so strong?

"Trash!" Warlock Zhong Yu cursed, got up and left.

After leaving the ancestral hall, Zhong Yu was still thinking about handwriting.

In fact, it may not be Ali, but it may be someone else?
But whether it is her or not, why do you want to do something to these ancestral halls?

What is the purpose?

"Hello!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Zhong Yu turned around.

A skinny and short man came over, with buck teeth, a big nose, and good quality clothes.

"Who are you?" The man put his hands behind his back, looking disgusted, "Can you come here, old beggar!"

"Who are you arrogant about?" Zhong Yu said angrily, "Don't put on an air in front of me!"

"Hey, look at your shoes!" The man pointed, "Have you entered the village and stolen some of our daughter's embroidered shoes? You shameless old beggar!"

As the man said, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhong Yu's shoes: "Take off your shoes!"

Zhong Yu clenched the bamboo stick tightly in his hand, kicked him out suddenly with a kick, grabbed his hair and pulled him to hit the rock, the action was so fast that the man had no time to react.

Severe pain hit, and the jagged edges and corners on the rock caused the man's head to bleed instantly.

The man hurriedly struggled, but the strength of the old man was astonishing.

Then the second time.

The third time.

For the fourth time.

……

Finally, the man lost his strength and breath.

Zhong Yu finally let go of him, and threw him away like a piece of rotten meat.

Contemptuously looking at his corpse for the last time, Zhong Yu turned and left.

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In the early morning, the rising sun is covered with a layer of light gold on the corners of the eaves, shining brightly.

Xia Zhaoyi was dressed in pajamas, and pushed the door out. Xiao Dapang wagged his tail and squatted majestically at her feet, looking at the garden outside the house.

The girl's long black hair was blown slowly by the spring breeze. She closed her eyes and inhaled the fragrance of the flowers, then leaned over and picked up Xiao Dapang and went back to change her clothes.

At the same time, Zhili put down the soy milk in his hand, picked up a vegetable bun, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Oh, brother, slow down, it's easy to choke on one bite." The peddler said beside him.

Zhili chewed vigorously, then drank the soy milk, and exhaled contentedly.

"It's been a long time since I ate like this," Zhi Li Yi Le said, "I want to try the feeling of eating food."

The peddler was infected by his slightly innocent smile: "It's better to eat slowly."

Zhili nodded, looking at the soybean milk beside him.

The senior sister said that she will go to Hengxiang within five days, and she doesn't know if there are other delicious foods on the way.

As soon as this idea came up, the soy milk in his hand was suddenly snatched away.

Zhi Li was caught off guard, raised his head, and the person who took away his soy milk immediately raised his hand, and the bowl of soy milk was "slapped" and splashed on Zhi Li's face.

The peddler backed away in shock.

Fragmentation is also ignorant.

He raised his head to look at the person who poured soy milk, and did not forget to stick out his tongue and lick it on his lips.

The man who broke the soy milk didn't look at him at all, and raised his hand to pick up the soy milk from the peddler and take it away, intending to splash it on the ground.

"Damn it!" Fragment cursed, and immediately went to stop it.

Seeing that the roadside shop next door was also smashed up at the same time, Zhili suddenly recognized a person from the crowd, he was the bastard who tripped and lost his wallet that day.

It's this guy again!
"What the hell are you trying to do!" Zhi Li yelled.

The soya-bean milk bucket was stopped by Zhili, and the man picked up the pole immediately, and his companions also rushed to beat him.

Zhili hurriedly dragged the peddler away, but the soymilk bucket he had just rescued couldn't keep it. The man raised his hand and smashed it, and the soymilk bucket broke into three pieces, and the pure white soymilk flowed out.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry." Zhili murmured.

Thinking of fighting with Qian Rian outside Xucheng before, causing the city to be full of storms, Zhili could only grit his teeth and force himself to bear it.

But as the senior sister said, it is too difficult to recast and too easy to destroy.

In the blink of an eye, all the shops along the street here were smashed into a mess.

These people didn't wave their hands, they smashed all the way, and left the area quickly.

The soya-bean milk peddler let go and ran towards the soy-milk bucket on the ground. Looking at the soy-milk flowing into the Guangfang River, the peddler opened his mouth, cried "Wow", and cleaned up while crying.

He was not the only one who cried, and everywhere were low-level people whose lives were not easy.

It's uncomfortable to watch, it's not a taste.

At this moment, he raised his head inadvertently, and saw a person approaching the stone bridge in the distance, Zhili recognized him immediately, it was the young boy whose vegetable basket was smashed.

At that time, Zhili picked up that bastard's money bag and gave him the money bag.

The young boy walked quickly, staring straight at the group of hooligans who were smashing along the street.

Zhi Li shuddered suddenly, startled by the reflection in the boy's sleeve.

It's a knife!

What is he doing?
The secret path is not good, so I hurried to run.

The little boy walked faster and faster, and gradually approached those men who were smashing and smashing. When he got close, he really pulled out a knife from his sleeve.

"I killed you!!"

The people around, whether they were local ruffians or ordinary people, all screamed.

"Stop!" Zhili stopped him, "Don't kill anyone!"

"They killed my third uncle!" The young boy's eyes turned red, "I will kill them to avenge my third uncle!"

As he said that, the young boy raised his knife and wanted to chop it off again.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhili snatched the knife from him, swept his eyes away, and threw it forcefully towards the Guangfang River, falling into the water with a plop.

The little boy's eyes widened and he roared at Zhili, "What are you doing!!"

Seeing that they had no kitchen knives in their hands, the group of local ruffians suddenly surrounded them.

"Let's go!" Zhili yelled, grabbed the boy's hand and ran away.

"Let go of me!"

"Let's go!" Zhili was also angry, "Your life is worth more than theirs, are you going to be dragged to the vegetable market and beheaded!"

"Then I will leave Xizhou and escape to join the army!" The young boy ignored him and struggled vigorously.

"It's not as easy as you think!"

Suddenly, Zhili stopped and looked at his accomplices who were running towards them.

From the appearance, it seems that it came back from the other side.

"Stinky boy, keep running." One person said, rolling up his sleeves.

At the same time, the people behind also chased after them.

Protecting the little boy, he retreated step by step to the shop behind.

(End of this chapter)