Sword of Punishment

Zhu Yuetian then asked the guard to pay Jia Duocai the money, and Jia Duocai took the money with joyful hands.I finally breathed a sigh of relief.I whispered in my heart, my mother!I'm scared to death, this bunch of uncles are really fucking not fuel-efficient.

Seeing that he paid the money, Zhu Yuetian turned around and asked the little boy with some concern:

"Boy, what's your name? From now on, you will follow me, uncle, and uncle will never treat you badly. You can call me Master Zhu in the future. I wonder if you want to?"

The little boy is not very old, but his height is just as the profiteer said, much taller than his peers, about seven feet. Although his thin face is immature, it looks resolute and powerful. His thin lips , the long sword eyebrows flew into the temples obliquely, and the pair of big eyes were very energetic, which gave people a very sharp feeling. The dark eyes were like two black gemstones, without any variegation, just like what Zhu Yuetian saw more In that way, this little boy's eyes are as deep as the depths of the universe, vast, but his spirit is amazing, unlike ordinary prisoners of war, nor does he look like a prisoner of war.

Around the little boy's neck is a khaki ring, slightly thicker than an adult's thumb. This ring looks like a collar worn by a child.But it was much thicker than ordinary collars, but this ring did not attract the attention of others. [

The little boy's feet were tied by a dark iron chain with the thickness of an adult's thumb. At this time, seeing Zhu Yuetian's question, he looked at Jia Duocai next to him with a pair of resentful eyes, and then at the Zhu master , pursed his dry lips and lowered his head but did not answer.

When Jia Duocai saw that the little boy ignored Zhu Yuetian's words, he couldn't help being furious. He didn't dare to offend the evil gods just now. He was so angry that he was so worried that he had no place to vent his anger. Are you a little bastard? Don't I dare to provoke you, uncle? Today I will be an uncle again, so that you little bastard can see my majesty.

At the same time, he was also afraid of offending that evil god named Zhu Yuetian. He was really afraid that if the master Zhu changed his mind temporarily, it would be troublesome. If the cooked duck flew away, the gain would not be worth the loss, so his expression changed, and he raised his hand to slap him He slapped the little boy hard on the face.

This slap looked so abrupt, the sound was clear and loud, and this slap made a deep palm print on the little boy's face. He yelled at the little boy fiercely: "Master Zhu asked What about you, why don't you answer? You little bastard! You're looking for death, you're looking for a dead father to fulfill you!"

"you you!"

The little boy was slapped for no reason, and suddenly he was stunned, his face was flushed, his fists were clenched, his eyes were wide open, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the profiteer Jia Duocai for a moment. Suddenly, he made a big appearance What everyone in the scene didn't expect was that he jumped forward, hugged Jia Duocai's neck with both hands, opened his mouth to bite Jia Duocai's fat left ear.

There was a sound of "click!"

"Ouch! I'm hurting to death, you little bastard, you dare to bite me! You fucking court death!"

Jia Duocai's left ear was actually bitten off by the boy, and the left side of his face was immediately bleeding, and streams of blood flowed down his neck and collar, dyeing his snow-white robe scarlet. color.

Jia Duocai never dreamed that the little boy would have such a strong temper, that he would come out like this. He was so angry that one Buddha was born, and the other ascended to heaven. " stabbed with a knife.

Just when everyone at the scene thought that the little boy was doomed this time, they did not expect that the little boy was very agile. He turned slightly to one side and avoided the fatal knife of the profiteer Jia Duocai. The profiteer Jia Duocai was hit on the back with a bang. Jia Duocai staggered forward and nearly fell to the ground. The sudden change made the profiteer's eyes wide open. He stood up and pointed the sharp knife in his hand at The little boy made another straight stab. Seeing the ferocity of the attack, the little boy fell on his back to the ground, and then threw his feet on Jia Duocai's abdomen and stared hard.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

"Ouch, ouch! It hurts me to death! Reverse, reverse! Ma Wu, Ma Niu, you chop that little bastard alive!"

Immediately there was a burst of uncontrollable laughter from all around.

Zhu Yuetian was even more surprised and exclaimed: "Huh? Have you practiced? Haha! Haha! Not bad! Not bad! Good skills! Good boy! Ambitious! I like it! Really good! It's so satisfying!"

"Ha ha ha ha!……"

Jia Duocai was kicked five feet away by the little boy's stare, and fell to the ground, kicking his feet wildly, waving and scratching with both hands, but he couldn't get up after a lot of effort. He yelled in pain on his face.At the same time, traces of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. No one expected that the little boy was surprisingly strong. With one kick, Jia Duocai, who was covered in fat and weighed more than three hundred catties, was not only knocked into the air, but also kicked. It became a serious injury, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Zhu Yuetian was out of breath laughing at this time, his face was flushed red, and he wanted to hold back, but he couldn't help it, it was his sixteen subordinates who felt a burst of laughter at first, and then they thought of a The question is, if it's your own kick, can you kick an object weighing more than 300 kilograms as far as five feet?

The result: difficult! [

When Zhu Yuetian's subordinates figured out this problem, the eyes they looked at the little boy changed. There were surprises, doubts, and even horror in the eyes.

And the other workers around, as well as the boss, saw that Jia Duocai, who is usually domineering, was injured at this time, and was injured by a little boy, all of them laughed, and some even He was out of breath from laughing, and finally covered his stomach and twitched there.Even the workers around Jia Duocai looked gloating, covering their mouths with their hands and trying to hold back.

There were even some hooligans shouting from the sidelines:

"There was a fight, there was a fight, Fatty Jia was knocked down! He was beaten half to death!"

Jia Duocai's two attendants were called Ma Wu. Ma Niu's servant was taken aback when he saw his master was injured, but then he reacted immediately. He turned around, drew out his saber with fierce eyes and full face, and both of them With one leap, he aimed at the back of the boy's head and slashed it with a knife.

"careful!"

At this time, the little boy was facing Jia Duocai, and he didn't have time to think about what was behind him. When he heard someone remind him, his expression changed, and then a donkey rolled to the ground and dodged the double knives. When he stood up, he was caught on his feet. The iron chain tripped and fell to the ground again.

The little boy couldn't stand up for a while, but the two servants behind him swung their swords again, and with a flash of cold light, they aimed at the little boy's chest and slashed with two swords.