I chase corpses in Gaowu world

Chapter 65: Restraint, don’t miss and get killed
Fang Ze quickly approached the mountain pass.

He is not far from the road where people migrate at night.

Various sounds that were too far away to be heard sounded more clearly in Fang Ze's ears.

Listening to the occasional words from the people during the operation, Fang Ze's heart moved slightly, and his expression also showed some unexpected joy.

Although they were just fragments of words, Fang Ze had a vague feeling of familiarity, as if he could understand part of them.

This is quite surprising.

When Fang Ze was about to fill in the circular mark on his chest and circle around it, he thought about what would happen if he went to other worlds and didn't understand the language, and made corresponding preparations.

Now it seems that the situation is much better than expected.

Although Fang Ze could not understand all the words spoken by the people walking on the narrow road, he felt that they were quite familiar. They were somewhat similar to the dialect spoken in Wujun, the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Tianzhou Realm.

This is not surprising. After all, according to the records, various other micro-universes and the Zhongyu world were originally one with the Tianzhou world. The language may have evolved differently, but the source is roughly the same. It is not unusual to feel a little familiar at this time.

Although there are differences between this language and the Wujun dialect, it is roughly the same language family. It is not difficult to learn to understand it with a little effort.

In recent years, Fang Ze has traveled all over Dazhou, coupled with his strong spirit and excellent memory, he can speak a few words in the local dialects of Dazhou. He learned something out of interest, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Seeing that the language barrier was not big, Fang Ze felt a little more at ease.

At this time, he was almost approaching the pass in the middle of the mountain, and his walking speed had also slowed down a bit.

He was going to get in touch with the people here, to get familiar with the language, and to see if he could get some information.

Fang Ze looked into the pass, intending to find someone who looked like a businessman, a wealthy family, or a scholar to make contact.

This is not because of other reasons, but because in this era, the information level of ordinary farmers and ordinary people is too low. Firstly, they do not know enough information, and secondly, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Businessmen, wealthy households and scholars are generally better informed and more accurate.

While Fang Ze was observing, suddenly there was a commotion from the pass.

Fang Ze looked sideways and saw an ox-drawn covered cart being stopped by five strong men on the narrow road not far away. The ox-drawn cart was driven by an old man about 50 years old.

After the car was stopped, the old man jumped out of the car and wanted to argue with the strong men, but he was pushed to the ground without saying a few words.

The curtain of the caravan was opened, and a 25-year-old man with a gentle and scholarly demeanor got out of the car. When he saw the old man being pushed to the ground, he seemed a little angry, but he tried his best to restrain himself and reasoned with the strong man.

But before he could say a few words, a strong man suddenly showed a dagger to untie his wrist. The scholar's expression changed suddenly, his speech became incoherent, and he was also pushed to the ground after a while.

Two strong men wanted to get into the bullock cart as if they were looking for something. As soon as they opened the curtain, they heard a woman screaming and a child crying inside.

The strong man who lifted the curtain of the car not only did not stop, but laughed loudly, his tone was quite obscene.

The scholar suddenly became anxious and wanted to break free and stand up, but was stepped on by a strong man and unable to move. The scholar was trampled to the ground and could not struggle, so he could only scream in pain.

However, although some of the people walking around wanted to help, they saw the strong man holding a short knife gesticulating around with the knife. Some of the young people watching had righteous indignation on their faces, but they did not dare to step forward after all.

The woman screamed even louder and was pulled out of the car by two strong men. The scholar's face was red and he was still shouting, but there was a hint of despair in his voice.

When Fang Ze saw this, he shook his head slightly.

Sigh lightly.

With an elegant figure, he headed towards the place where the incident occurred.

In between breaths, Fang Ze had passed through the forest and arrived at the defile.

At this time, the people's attention was attracted by the bullock cart, but no one saw how Fang Ze came over.

When he reached the edge of the forest and the pass, Fang Ze slowed down and then deliberately snorted.

"Humph!"

This gentle hum contains true energy and a little sonic skill.

The sound was not loud, but the hearts of everyone present felt as if they had been beaten. They were suddenly shocked. At the same time, the cold snort kept echoing in their heads and could not stop.In an instant, everyone present couldn't help but look back.

I saw Fang Ze walking out of the forest calmly, his face was cold, and there was no sign of happiness or anger.

The cold snort just now was still reverberating in everyone's minds, not only the crowd watching, but also the five violent men, the woman who was harassed, and even the scholar who was trampled to the ground couldn't help but stare. come over.

Fang Ze walked forward slowly. He was not angry and proud. Under the supernatural power just now, the people in front of him unconsciously moved out of the way.

In front of Fang Ze were the five violent men.

Seeing Fang Ze come out, the expression of the thug who had been grinning and committing violence just now changed, and he seemed a little confused as to who was coming.

When they spoke, their voices were urgent and fast, with a threatening tone, and they waved daggers in front of Fang Ze.

"They're actually trying to scare me off?"

Fang Ze felt a little bit dumbfounded.

The five strong men in front of them had a rather powerful physique and carried short knives. Their clothing materials were better than those of the people around them. They were made of low-grade black satin, but it was still satin after all.

Fang Ze guessed that this kind of outfit is the middle and lower level of the gang.

Judging from his steps and actions, he must have practiced martial arts to some extent.

It's just that their strength, it seems, let alone the realm of nine transformations of the physical body, may not even be able to accumulate energy, that is, they have mastered the fists and kicks of some low-level martial arts professors.

With such strength, is he actually threatening Fang Ze?

Fang Ze couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Chirp, blah, blah."

Fang Ze said.

Seeing that Fang Ze was not scared away, the strong man holding the knife showed a fierce look on his face. He suddenly roared and rushed towards Fang Ze with the knife.

When Fang Ze saw this, he shook his head slightly.

"Let's punish him."

"Don't use infuriating energy, don't use moves, just use your physical strength to get a feel for the combat power of such characters in this world."

"Try to be careful, use as little force as possible, and be patient. After all, I just came to this world and I don't know the situation yet. It's not good to attack too hard."

Fang Ze still has plenty of time to think about this.

The strong man holding a knife had already rushed in front of him.

Fang Ze couldn't stand it anymore.

Fang Ze could no longer look at the person in front of him the same way he would treat a martial arts figure. This person's moves were full of weaknesses and had flaws everywhere, which made people feel helpless as they didn't know where to start.

Subconsciously, Fang Ze kicked out.

This kick directly hits the opponent's weakest point with the greatest flaw.

After practicing martial arts for many years, Fang Ze has developed a habit of hitting the opponent's biggest weakness with his random kicks.

He used as little force as possible, tried to exercise restraint, and used only a slight force.

next moment.

"boom!"

Fang Ze kicked the strong man with the knife in the chest.

The strong man was kicked straight into the air, drawing an arc in the air, and was kicked into the forest eight or nine meters away.

(End of this chapter)