I can fish for anything

Chapter 66
When Jiang Zhihao punched Lang Yuqing for the second time, Jiang Zhihao dodged the spirit ball sent by Lang Yuqing.

The spirit ball went unimpeded all the way, and went straight to the gate of the cannery.

"Xiaohao, you kid doesn't say anything until you go home for dinner. Why don't you answer your father's phone call?"

The old village chief rode a bicycle and appeared at the gate of the cannery.

At the same time, Jiang Zhihao realized that something was wrong, and started to shout: "Uncle, get out of here!"

"What?" The old village chief had no idea what he was talking about.

boom!
The spirit ball rushed directly to the lower abdomen of the old village head, and flew several meters away with the bicycle under his crotch.

By the time the old village chief fell down, he was already vomiting blood.

Seeing this situation, Lang Yuqing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect a bad old man to appear suddenly.

Accidents were accidents, but Lang Yuqing didn't have any worries.

The main source of income for the entire Lingyun Sect is to use people's money to eliminate disasters for others.

It is most normal to see blood go to death.

And the other party is still a bad old man, he will die when he dies.

Jiang Zhihao hurried forward, hugged the old village head in his arms, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Uncle, how are you doing?"

"I'm afraid I can't do it, Xiaohao, Daoxiang Village will depend on you from now on, don't deal with these people in the future, they are cruel..."

"Uncle, what are you talking about? There is something in the village that I don't understand, and I need to ask you for advice!"

"You are a good boy, so, in the future, don't go astray..."

After the old village chief finished speaking intermittently, he suddenly tilted his head and closed his eyes.

"Uncle!" Jiang Zhihao hurriedly tested the old village chief's breath, it was very weak and might disappear at any time.

Jiang Zhiyuan yelled even more angrily, grabbed a kitchen knife, and slashed at Lang Yuqing's face!

However, Jiang Zhiyuan is no match for him.

Lang Yuqing just raised his arm, and the kitchen knife came out of his hand, and Jiang Zhiyuan also fell hard to the ground.

"what!"

Jiang Zhihao couldn't control it anymore, he let out a loud roar, and the aura in his dantian gathered in his right hand, condensing into a long knife.

Lang Yuqing's eyes widened.

This, what is this?
People in ancient martial arts did not know how to use aura to condense weapons.

Their attack principle is very simple, aura plus ancient martial arts moves.

Whoosh!
Jiang Zhihao held a long knife condensed with spiritual energy, shaking one arm.

The long knife flew out like an arrow off the string.

The speed is astounding!
Before Lang Yuqing could react, he suddenly felt that his lower body lost its support.

Subconsciously looked down, suddenly dizzy.

The long knife had cut off his two legs along the knees.

Pfft!
Lang Yuqing, who lost both legs, fell to the ground.

He wailed, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and quickly tapped three acupuncture points on his body a few times.

Then passed out...

Wu San's legs were already trembling in fright, and he watched his master fall, but he didn't dare to take a step forward.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhihao no longer worried about secrets or not.

Under the watchful eyes of Peng Ling and Jiang Zhiyuan, he wiped it with one hand, and the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate appeared in his hand.

Let Jiang Zhiyuan sit on the ground again, hugging the old village head.

Afterwards, Jiang Zhiyuan used the thirteen ghost needles to treat the old village chief.

The magic of the thirteen needles of the ghost gate, plus the restoration of aura.

Not long after, the old village chief woke up.

After all, he was old, and his complexion was still a little ugly.

Unlike when Jiang Zhiyuan just woke up, there was nothing.

With an order, Jiang Zhiyuan sent the old village head home.

At this time, Jiang Zhihao also had a backlash because he used the thirteen ghost needles to treat the old village head.

A mouthful of blood was almost spurted out of his mouth, but he forced it back again.

He didn't want Wu San to see it, let alone Peng Ling.

But Peng Ling, who graduated from medical university, couldn't help seeing Jiang Zhihao's strangeness.

Hastily walked over to help him, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Jiang Zhihao didn't avoid Peng Ling any more, he took the thirteen needles of the ghost gate back into the space ring, and then took out the spirit beads to replenish his spirit energy.

The angry slash just now consumed almost all of Jiang Zhihao's aura.

As a steady stream of aura flowed into the body, the backlash also disappeared.

Afterwards, Jiang Zhihao glanced at Lang Yuqing who fell to the ground and lost his legs.

Take a step towards Wu San!
At this moment, Wu San was already so frightened that he lost his mind.

Facing Jiang Zhihao's powerful spiritual pressure, he couldn't hold on any longer, and with a plop, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Brother Jiang, I don't know Mount Tai, please don't kill me!"

"Killing you will only dirty my hands!"

Jiang Zhihao pointed at Lang Yuqing coldly: "Put it on your back and take me to your Lingyun sect!"

"Ah! No, Brother Jiang, I will die a miserable death. I have money, can I give you all the money?"

"You let me live, and I promise that I will never trouble you again. I can leave Jiangbei City, or even Huaxia. I beg you to have a lot."

Ling Yunzong has rules, if the master is in trouble and the apprentice is still indifferent, then the apprentice will be punished by five horses.

If Wu San carried Lang Yuqing on his back and took Jiang Zhihao to Lingyunzong, the punishment would be even more cruel and inhumane than dismembering his body by five horses.

Seeing Wu San's refusal, Jiang Zhihao stopped talking nonsense with him, and slashed his left shoulder with a knife.

Click!
The entire arm was broken, and the flesh was exposed, dripping with blood.

Wu San almost fainted.

He let out a heart-piercing scream, which made people listen, and even had a creepy feeling.

"Will you go or not? If you don't, I will cripple your other arm and make you a cripple who can't take care of himself!"

Wu San was about to cry, "I'll go, can't I go?"

I started to curse in my heart, not Jiang Zhihao, but Qian Ming.

Didn't it mean that Jiang Zhihao was just a college student who was easy to deal with?

But how can there be such a powerful college student!Even the master is in his hands.

"Qian Ming, I really hate you!"

After finishing speaking, Wu San grabbed Lang Yuqing with one hand, carried it on his shoulder, and left the cannery with a mournful face.

He is not tall and weighs less than a hundred catties.

Now even the legs are gone.

Therefore, Wu San, who had a broken arm, carried Lang Yuqing on his shoulders without any effort.

"Jiang Zhihao, aren't you being too cruel?"

Peng Ling is a girl after all, even though it was Qian Ming and Wu San who arrested her back then.

But her heart was softer after all, seeing Lang Yuqing's broken legs and Wu San's broken arm, she couldn't bear it.

"heartless?"

Jiang Zhihao stared at Peng Ling: "Have you forgotten how they treated you? Putting this aside, if it wasn't for me, the old village chief's life would have been lost! Do you think I'm cruel?"

"But……"

"No but, I've given them a chance."

Jiang Zhihao finished speaking with a cold face and left the cannery.

Wu San was walking ahead, he didn't dare to run at all.

Because he knew that no matter how far he ran, Jiang Zhihao could easily catch up with him.

(End of this chapter)