The boy is vigorous, with unique skills, and he was beaten by a young master but didn't fight back!

Pifu drew his sword in anger, and blood splattered three feet! This is an easy thing to do, but next, if he kills Young Master Wu Mo, the people of the Wu family will beat him and Jiang Yue into a sieve! No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand dozens or even hundreds of guns!

Die before revenge, and no one cares about the bloodline of the loyal soul!

"I want to live well and endure today's humiliation!" Jiang Li told himself.

Smack!

Wu Mo's face was hideous, his eyes were fierce, and he whipped Jiang Li's body one whip after another, each whip tearing open a jagged wound.

Bloody, flesh blurred!

Jiang Li is like an eternal rock, standing still, protecting Jiang Yue to death. There was more and more blood on his body, and he didn't make a sound, but his expression became more and more cold!

"Damn, kneel down for Lao Tzu! Kneel down! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will suck you to death!" Wu Mo yelled, becoming more and more annoyed in his heart.

He is a dignified Wu family leader, and no one dares to object to every word he says, and this young man named Jiang Li actually turned a deaf ear to his words!

He didn't believe it, he couldn't clean up this stubborn boy!

At this time, seeing that Jiang Li didn't fight back, Wu Mo's group of fox friends and dog friends became bolder, and they all ran to the front, picked up the whip and whipped it towards Jiang Li!

"Don't give Mo less face, smoke him to death!"

"I don't know what is alive or dead, if I offend Mo Shao, go die!"

……

Seven or eight people all gathered around, flicked whips, and punched and kicked Jiang Li.

Jiang Li lay on the ground, pressed Jiang Yue under him, gritted his teeth, stubbornly held his bones, and held the remaining forty-four yuan tightly in his right hand.

"What's in your hand, show it to Lao Tzu!" Wu Mo shouted, finding that Jiang Li's right hand was holding something, and he hadn't let go, and he didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

Jiang Li didn't pay attention to Wu Mo.

"Break his hand for Lao Tzu!"

Wu Mo shouted loudly.

Immediately, a group of young people pounced on them and pulled Jiang Li's right hand one after another.

However, Jiang Li's right hand was like an iron tong, holding it tightly, and several people couldn't break it with the same effort.

"Damn, smash it open!"

A touch of cruelty appeared on Wu Mo's cold face, he took out his spear and smashed it into Jiang Li's clenched right hand with the iron butt!

Jiang Li's fingers suddenly broke and bled out, and the pain that pierced his heart made him frown slightly, but he still didn't let go of his hand!

"Smash it for Lao Tzu!"

Wu Mo roared menacingly.

A group of people took out their spears one after another and smashed them into Jiang Li's right hand with the iron block.

Bang bang bang!

The sound fell on the ears of the people around them like knives, and many people couldn't bear to look at it anymore, this kind of scene was too miserable.

Jiang Li's right hand was smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, but he still refused to let go!

The forty-four yuan he left behind after enduring hunger was to buy some sacrificial supplies to pay tribute to his father-in-law!

Today is the death day of Jiang Li's father-in-law, Jiang Zhan!

Bang bang bang!

Wu Mo and the others laughed fiercely, and they all made ruthless moves, smashing Jiang Li's five fingers into bloody corals, with broken flesh and blood everywhere!

"Hahaha......"

A group of people laughed cruelly, since they didn't hit the prey today, then they took pleasure in torturing people!

"Stop, stop! Stop!" A lame old man broke through the crowd, limped forward, and shouted bitterly: "Young Master Wu, don't fight, he is Jiang Li! He is the queen of Zhongliang! His father-in-law Jiang Zhan has dried up his blood for my southern faction!"

Wu Mo looked back, it turned out to be Liu Cripple, this guy was also an old man from the Southern Sect, who broke one leg in the Ronglu Rebellion twenty years ago, and lived on the help of his father Wu Qifeng.

For the old man of the Southern Sect, Wu Mo did not have half of the respect in his heart.

"Hehe, Uncle Liu, don't join in the fun if you don't have good legs, my father will give you a bite to eat, and you will enjoy your old age in peace, don't mix everything!" Wu Mo said predictively.

Liu Cripple was emotional: "Young Master Wu, Jiang Zhan is the heroic soul of my Southern Sect! In order to protect the old sect master, he has been stabbed more than 30 times! He is the most tragic hero! He must be respected by everyone in the Southern Sect!"

"His bloodline is not allowed to be bullied!"

"Hehe, I'm bullying him, what's the matter, you beat me!" Wu Mo showed an unscrupulous smile on his face, picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it into Jiang Li's right hand!

"Stop, you stop me!" Liu lame stepped forward and stopped Wu Mo.

Bang!

Wu Mo kicked Liu Cripple away, and roared viciously: "Cripple Liu, don't give you shame! If it weren't for my Wu family to help you, you would have starved to death! If you dare to take a step forward, Lao Tzu will cut off your rations!"

After speaking, Wu Mo and his group continued to commit violence against Jiang Li.

Liu lame fell to the ground, looked at the scene in front of him, cried bitterly, and yelled heartbreakingly: "God, open your eyes, the bloodline of a generation of loyal souls has been bullied......"

Jiang Li's hand was finally smashed open, and he was already unconscious in pain. Wu Mo opened it and saw that it was a roll of banknotes.

"Hehe, it's really a poor ghost, dozens of dollars are so precious!"

"Trash, I haven't seen any money!"

……

Wu Mo smiled evilly, tore the forty-four banknotes to shreds, and sprinkled them into the sky.

Looking at the falling fragments, Jiang Li's heart was broken piece by piece. He raised his head and glanced at Wu Mo, his indifferent eyes were as cold as ten thousand years of ice!

Wu Mo only felt as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast, and he couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

"Damn, you still dare to stare at me!" Wu Mo was annoyed and ashamed, raised the butt of his rifle and smashed it down on Jiang Li's head.

When Liu lame saw this scene, his eyes were torn apart, and he shouted at Wu Mo with a big cry in his mouth, and rushed towards Wu Mo, but he was kicked away.

"Hall Master Jiang, I can't stand you! Who can come out to help my Southern Sect's Zhongliang, I beg you!" Liu Cripple knelt on the ground and asked for help from the people around him.

But no one dared to stand up, and no one dared to speak up!

Just when Liu Cripple was desperate in his heart, a loud voice suddenly sounded:

"Stop!"

In the line of sight, a handsome, deep, and extraordinary young man walked out of the crowd quickly! Under the slightly messy bangs, there were a pair of deep and bright eyes!

……

I walked quickly to the front, and when I saw the scene in front of me, I frowned slightly.

A ragged teenager, his flesh and blood blurred from the beating, and a child under his body.

He raised his head and glanced at me, my heart trembled slightly, although this young man was bullied very badly, but there was no fear or panic in his eyes, it was as cold as ice!

"Who's the Southern Sect Tatara?" I asked, looking back at the crowd.

When I first came to walk this way, I heard someone crying, "After the Southern Sect Tadaya". I'm not surprised, because many of the people in this town are people who fled from the southern faction, and naturally there are many loyal and good queens!

A lame old man looked at me with longing as if he had seen a savior: "This little brother is he Jiang Li, the righteous son of Jiang Zhan, the heroic soul of the Southern Sect! Twenty years ago, the old master of the sect was plotted by Ronglu's traitors, and Jiang Zhan was killed by thirty-seven knives in the body of the master of the sect!"

"Little brother, I beg you, save Jiang Li!" the old man cried bitterly.

What the?

He is the loyal and good of my Southern Sect, and his father-in-law was stabbed thirty-seven times in the body of the Southern Sect and died in battle?!

The old man's words exploded in my mind like a thunderbolt! My whole body exploded, and a strong murderous impulse suddenly rose in my chest!

My loyal and good people of the southern faction were bullied so badly after that, how can I, as a young master, sit idly by!

"Who-hit-the-thug!"

I turned abruptly, and my gloomy gaze fell on the group of young people in front of me. They had whips and spears in their hands, and they were the perpetrators.

"What the fuck are you doing, dare to stand up and meddle in your business, do you want to die?" a tall man with a spear on his back pointed at my nose and scolded!

"Get out!"

My eyes suddenly turned cold, and I suddenly took a big step out, kicked out angrily, and his whole body was smashed directly from one side of the street to the other, slammed into the hard wall between the two shops, and fell to the ground, I don't know if I was alive or dead!

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, this strange boy was so fierce that he kicked a strong man away!

"Damn, you even dare to fight Lao Tzu's people, do you know who Lao Tzu is! This Nan'an Town is my Wu family!" A young man with a handsome and hideous face pointed at me and yelled viciously.

"It turned out to be someone from the Wu family!"

My eyes became more and more cold, after the loyalty of Qianmen, he was actually bullied by his own family!

Then today, Wang Feng, the young master of my southern faction, will clean up the portal!

After the loyal soul, there is no room for bullying!

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