National Luck: Play As A Redhead, With Old, Weak, Sick And Disabled Teammates!

With a muffled sound of "bang", the iron whip instantly bent into an arc and was thrown into the distance.

"Pfft!" Chu Yu took advantage of the situation to pursue and put his hand on the guard captain's shoulder.

"Ah!" The captain of the guard screamed, and the whole right arm was directly broken, falling limply to the side.

"Ahh! How dare you abolish my right hand!" The guard captain wailed in pain.

Chu Yu threw the captain of the guard on the ground and said indifferently: "Since you don't drink toasts and fine wines, I have no choice but to beat you unconscious."

"No, don't, don't do it, please spare me..." The captain of the guard hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You trash like you should have been beaten long ago!" Chu Yu snorted coldly, and swung his iron fist towards the guard captain's face.

"Wow!" The captain of the guard screamed, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, stars in his eyes, and he fell into a coma.

"Let's go!" Chu Yu clapped his hands and led ~Tuoyue forward.

"Hmm!" Tuoyue chuckled and followed closely behind.

"Hey, those two brats! Stop!" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Chu Yu stopped and looked back, and saw two middle-aged men in simple costumes coming from the side. They had their hands behind their backs, their eyes were like torches, and their expressions were arrogant, as if nothing in the world could threaten them.

"Why?" Chu Yu asked.

The man on the left pointed at the tip of Chu Yu's nose and cursed: "Smelly brat, how dare you hurt our guard captain!"

"What's the matter? You want to avenge him?" Chu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hmph! If you dare to hurt the captain of the guard, you are against us!" The man in the middle shouted angrily, with a sharp breath.

The man on the right stepped forward and grabbed Chu Yu's collar: "Little devil! Hurry up and apologize to the captain of the guard! Otherwise, I will kill you immediately!"

"Hehe." Chu Yu smiled faintly, "Want to touch me? Let's weigh yourself first." As soon as the words fell, Chu Yu swung his right hand violently, pushing the man who grabbed his collar back several meters before he stabilized himself shape.

"Smelly brat! How dare you resist!" The middle-aged man roared and quickly went up to attack.

Without the slightest fear, Chu Yu kicked out a side kick with his right foot, sending the man flying over ten meters away and knocking over a tree.

"Wow!" The middle-aged man was kicked to the point where he spit out a mouthful of blood and got up angrily.

"Bastard! How dare you plot against me!" The middle-aged man was furious, and went up to attack Chu Yu again.

...asking for flowers...

Chu Yu smiled disdainfully, and kicked the middle-aged man again, breaking a tree as thick as a thigh.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man cried out, clutching his chest.

On the other side, the man on the left also lost a move, was thrown out by Zhang Zhiwei, and lay on the ground half dead, howling.

Chu Yu walked slowly in front of the man on the left, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and his strength was under control.

"Kacha" his throat was shattered, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he died unexpectedly.

"Ah!" The man on the right panicked and ran out desperately.

"Where to escape!" Chu Yu yelled, jumped up like lightning, kicked the man on the right with a spinning leg, fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and died.

After finishing the enemy, Chu Yu turned and looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "Tianshi, it's done."

"Well, not bad." Zhang Zhiwei nodded with satisfaction.

"That's necessary." Chu Yu chuckled.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and said: "In that case, you will inherit this forbidden land. I hope you can bring us Longguo Glory Pills."