The stud man was directly poured from his head to his heels, and he didn't react at the first time, and when he felt the pain, Zhao Yang had already poured a pot of water on his head.

The water in the hotel kettle is not hot, only about 60 degrees, which is just enough to eat and hide the bitterness of the tea itself.

But even so, although people are not burned, their delicate scalp and face are still difficult to tolerate the hot water at this temperature.

I saw the stud man wailing, covering his head and rolling on the ground.

Everyone was stunned for a while, and Xu Jing said anxiously: "You won't burn him, you will be arrested." ”

Xu Jing wasn't worried about the safety of the stud man, she was just afraid that Zhao Yang would be on the back of the case because of this incident.

Zhao Yang smiled and shook his head: "It's like if you turn on the water heater to take a bath and inadvertently adjust the water temperature to the maximum, it's not in the way." ”

"You're talking lightly! It's my face that's hot!" The stud man covered his flushed face and said angrily, "Brothers, what are you doing in a daze!"

As soon as his words fell, the group reacted, and one person directly lifted the chair next to him and smashed it towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang didn't dodge or dodge, he reached out and took the chair down and placed it firmly next to him.

He turned his head and said to Xu Jing with a smile: "You wait here for me for a while, and I'll finish it right away." ”

Xu Jing hadn't recovered from the shock yet, she nodded, and looked at Zhao Yang in a bit of a daze.

Seeing that Zhao Yang looked down on him so much, the other people became annoyed, took out the things around them that could be used as weapons, and rushed towards Zhao Yang.

However, who is Zhao Yang, with the blessing of the Divine Eye, this group of people will not say that they will hurt him, even if they want to touch a single hair of him, it is impossible.

I saw a yellow haired man rushing over with a round stool in his hand, he really had no choice, who knew that when he went out for a meal, his boss could be beaten, and his stomach was still empty.

A few other people thought about him, if this really gave someone a good fight, he would have to stay in the Secret Service all day today, not only could he not eat breakfast, but he would probably be hungry all day.

Huang Mao raised his hand and smashed it on Zhao Yang's head, he thought that he would fight anyway, stun the other party early, and he could also take the opportunity to eat something, don't drag the special guard to come, he was taken away on an empty stomach.

But what he never expected was that Zhao Yang dodged his slash sideways, and then threw the watering bottle just now in his face.

Huang Mao was pumped by the kettle, half of his face instantly swollen, he wailed, and lay directly on the ground.

"He's alone, let's kill him first!" the stud man was still shouting.

Zhao Yang only glanced at him faintly when he heard this, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The other two men instinctively became vigilant when they saw their companions deflated.

They all knew that they were a yellow-haired brother, and he was all defeated by this Zhao Yang, and the two of them couldn't get any bargain when they went up, so they had already had the idea of retreating.

I am not afraid of death in a fight, I am most afraid of cowardice, these two people are cowardly before fighting, and the defeat is already doomed.

I saw that the man who went around to the right saw the opportunity to go around, and he was the first to attack, and he waved the stick in his hand and fell towards Zhao Yang's head.

Zhao Yang seemed to have foreseen it a long time ago, he didn't dodge or dodge, just glared at him.

The man felt his heart sink, as if he had been hit in half by a big stone, a third eye seemed to appear on the other party's forehead, and all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods began to appear in front of him, and he no longer knew what was true.

His body and mind were already filled with fear, his body was no longer controllable, and his waving arm stopped in mid-air.

The man on the left saw his companion freeze, mistook him for cowardice, cursed secretly, picked up the stick and rushed forward.

It was obvious that he was a sneak attack, but Zhao Yang turned around in an instant, and a hand 'snapped' on his face, and the man didn't even have time to raise the stick, he was grabbed by Zhao Yang's head and smashed to the floor.

There was a loud bang, and the entire wooden floor collapsed, and the man's head was embedded in it, and there were no screams and cries for help, and life and death were uncertain.

He slowly got up and walked over to the man who was still stiff in place, and wiped the sawdust and water stains from his hands with his shirt.

Of course, there were not only these three people among these people, but also a man who had already circled around the back while they were fighting.

He thinks differently from everyone else, this Zhao Yang is difficult to deal with, he saw it from the beginning, but the girl behind him is different, as long as he takes advantage of the chaos to catch her, then Zhao Yang will not be arrested?

Thinking to himself, he went straight to the back of the table, took a knife from his bosom, and rushed out without even thinking about it.

It's just that the scene is a little different from what he imagined, why didn't they fight?

"No! Is the fight over?" The man was horrified to find that his brother was actually beaten down by Zhao Yang alone, and under the fright, he panicked for a while, and stabbed the knife directly at Xu Jing.

"Be careful!" Zhao Yang sensed behind him, turned his head sharply, grabbed Xu Jing's shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

But Xu Jing was defenseless after all, not to mention that it was too late for Zhao Yang to remind her, and it was almost impossible to evacuate to a safe area.

Just when the blade was lined with the cold light of the forest, and it was about to pierce Xu Jing's thin shirt, Zhao Yang snorted coldly and held the bright blade with one hand.

Lifting his breath hard, he steadily stopped the blade less than a centimeter away from Xu Jing's back.

Blood trickled to the ground, and in less than a moment it pooled into a pool of blood.

The man with the knife looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and suddenly reacted, he hurriedly let go of his hands, and explained in a panic: "No, I didn't want to stab, I didn't mean to......"

If you move the knife, the nature will change.

Zhao Yang casually threw the knife into the pot of boiling water, stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar, the man wanted to explain, but Zhao Yang covered his mouth with a smile and gently patted his face with a hand full of blood.

"Let me see you again, and think for myself. With that, Zhao Yang directly lifted him above his head, turned around and threw him back.

The stud man's face had just eased a little, and he struggled to get up from the ground, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he was smashed to the ground by the man again.

Although the stud man was smashed down, he didn't faint this time, and angrily pointed at Zhao Yang and shouted: "You wait for me! Wait for my uncle to come! I'll let him kill you!"

Zhao Yangli didn't ignore him, and walked straight to the shopkeeper who was standing aside and was scared.

"The cause of this today is mine, or I will compensate you ......"

"Needless to say. The shopkeeper reacted and said directly: "In the future, brother, if you come here to eat, it will be free." ”

After saying that, he waved his hand and shouted, "Girl, bring the first aid kit! And gauze!"

After bandaging the wounds in the shop, the two men left the shop.

Walking on the road, Xu Jing looked at Zhao Yang very worriedly: "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay, what can I do. Zhao Yang shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "It's you, I didn't scare you just now, did you?"

"Scared. Xu Jing said with a slight annoyance: "You can't do such a risky thing in the future, what if those people are all holding knives? What if you are seriously injured?"

She said distressedly: "Don't be a hero in the future." ”

Zhao Yang smiled and said nothing, Xu Jing shouldn't have seen the situation at that time, if they were really so good at talking.

At this moment, a man with a travel bag suddenly stopped the two.

"Excuse me, do you know where the imperial tomb is here?" The man was wearing sunglasses and dark skin, and he stuffed the map in his hand to Xu Jing.

The other party spoke with a foreign accent, and he came to travel when he heard it.

Xu Jing nodded, and just as she was about to speak, her face instantly sank.

Zhao Yang didn't care, thinking that Xu Jing was thinking about the route.

His attention shifted to the pain of his hand, although he told Xu Jing just now that he was fine, but the pain in his hand was really painful, and he said that ten fingers were connected to his heart, and in order to hold the blade just now, the strength he used was not ordinary.

But after waiting for two or three seconds, Xu Jing still didn't answer, he turned his head suspiciously, but found that Xu Jing's face was pale at this time, his forehead was full of sweat, and his whole body was trembling.

"Xu Jing!" he hurriedly shouted, but the other party did not answer him at all, and at the same time, she was already unsteady, and her legs were obviously shaking.

"I'm dizzy, the sky is spinning. Xu Jing replied weakly, and then fell to the ground.

Zhao Yang saw that the situation was not good, and reached out to hold her in his arms, but after he held Xu Jing in his arms, Xu Jing began to retch.

Immediately afterwards, he vomited black blood mixed with blood clots, and Zhao Yang hurriedly helped Xu Jing over and let her lie in his arms, so as not to reverse the vomit into the trachea and cause suffocation.

"My brother Di......" The person who asked for directions was dumbfounded, he thought in his heart that he was just asking for directions, why was this person so angry.

He hurriedly said, "It's not that I'm angry, is it?"

I didn't have time to talk to him like this, so I said impatiently: "It's none of your business." ”

The passer-by wished he could say this, hurriedly packed up the map, turned around and left.

But before he had gone far, Zhao Yang turned his head and stopped him.

"You're back!"

Zhao Yang's words contained a faint sense of deterrence, which instantly made the passer-by stop.

The faces of the passers-by turned green, and the heart said that he should have met some high-level porcelain touchers, right?

He turned his head stiffly to see that there was no surveillance around him, and there were no other passers-by, and it seemed that his money was about to be compensated.

"I'm losing money!" he said with a sad face, "Three hundred lines?"