Chapter 20: Accidents

"You're letting me go?"

"Isn't it polite that I said it, or should I let you go. ”

Zhao Yanjing's tone was gloomy, completely ignoring the faces of others, which made others even more unaware of the relationship between Zhao Yanjing and Hongmao, otherwise, how could he speak like this.

Under the bald gaze, the red hair's expression was indifferent, and he did not show the slightest annoyance because of Zhao Yanjing's transgression.

"Since you're not leaving, get out!"

"Remember, it's the roll. ”

The red hair spoke, his tone was calm and undoubted, and Zhang Qiang was stunned for a moment, and then without hesitation, he directly lay down and rolled out.

After Zhang Qiang got out, Zhang Long and Brother Hu chose to leave directly, and the red hair just nodded.

"Bald, go out too!"

"Yes. ”

The bald head glanced at Zhao Yanjing again, and was very puzzled in his heart; he had never seen Zhao Yanjing, but at this time, he was sure in his heart that Zhao Yanjing was definitely not something he could offend; sometimes, stupidity is much better than being smart.

"Big brother, you're doing this today, but..."

"It's too troublesome, so I want to fake the tiger, and they just suspect it, so let them doubt it, is it possible, I have to solve the trouble myself?"

Zhao Yanjing opened his mouth indifferently, making the red hair speechless, he really couldn't say anything about Zhao Yanjing, after all, Zhao Yanjing was his boss.

The matter was settled, Zhao Yanjing got up and left, and at this time, Hongmao returned to his computer helplessly, his face turned ugly.

It's just because his account is bare at this time, there is nothing, and almost all the equipment has been thrown away by Zhao Yanjing.

"Bang!"

A monster attacks, knocking out the last drop of the character's blood, and then the screen goes blank for a moment, leaving only a wandering soul.

"it!"

…

Leaving the family billiard court, Zhao Yanjing walked to his aunt's house; after all, if he wants to live there, he has to mean it; and after that, he can say that he can live at a friend's house.

In comparison, Zhao Yanjing likes to walk at night, but nowadays there are basically no lights on the night road, and the darkness is a bit scary.

"Help!"

A cry of help on the dark road startled Zhao Yanjing, if it was before, he must have thought that he had touched something dirty.

But this voice is a little familiar, it seems to be Cai Xuanyan's; here at this time, it is difficult for Cai Xuanyan to be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yanjing didn't hesitate at all, and rushed directly in the direction of the shouting.

"Help!"

When Zhao Yanjing rushed to the place where the sound came from, he saw a middle-aged man strangling Cai Xuanyan's neck to prevent her from making a sound; his face was full of obscenity, and at the same time, he kept tightening Cai Xuanyan's neck excitedly.

It's just that Cai Xuanyan, who is crazy at this time, has a pale face, and he can see that he has more breath and less air, so it won't be long before Cai Xuanyan will suffocate to death.

Seeing Zhao Yanjing rushing over, the middle-aged man was also startled, and then took out a dagger from his pocket and shouted:

"Boy, if you don't want to die, get out of here. ”

Cai Xuanyan stared at Zhao Yanjing, her eyes were full of pleading, if Zhao Yanjing turned a blind eye to what happened to her, then she would have only a dead end.

Zhao Yanjing frowned, it could be seen from the excited look of the other party just now that this middle-aged man was sick in his heart, if he didn't care, Cai Xuanyan would definitely die.

Can Zhao Yanjing ignore it?

That's absolutely impossible, because she is the dream lover of her for more than ten years, and if she doesn't save him, she will be uneasy in her heart.

"I've seen you in the neighborhood, and you're the one in the neighborhood, and now I've released her, I can leave her alone, otherwise, I'll call the police, and you'll have to spend at least a few years in prison." ”

Zhao Yanjing finished speaking calmly, and then he wanted to slap himself, but his appearance was too naΓ―ve at this time to scare others at all.

If he has seen a middle-aged man, it is naturally impossible, but he just wants to make the middle-aged man afraid and dare not act rashly.

Hearing Zhao Yanjing's words, the middle-aged man's face really changed; he had seen himself, once the police investigated it, he would not be able to find out about himself.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man showed a hint of horror, but the next moment a change, followed by madness.

"Anyway, if you go to jail in the future, then you won't do anything, and if you are killed, the others will not know. ”

"Yes, that's right, if I kill you, no one will know. ”

The middle-aged man looked up and laughed, looking at Zhao Yanjing was extremely helpless; this guy was typically sick, and he didn't worry about running away at all; he felt that he was going to be able to deal with himself.

"Be honest with me!"

Cai Xuanyan's constant struggle made the middle-aged man furious, and then a punch hit Cai Xuanyan's neck, knocking him unconscious.

Such a scene that can only be seen on TV made Zhao Yanjing smack his lips, I have to say that the middle-aged manpower is really big.

Putting Cai Xuanyan on the ground, the middle-aged man walked towards Zhao Yanjing with excitement on his face, and his hands kept rubbing, as if he was going to strangle Zhao Yanjing to death in the next moment.

However, what Zhao Yanjing didn't expect at this moment was that Cai Xuanyan, who was originally knocked out, actually opened his eyes and slowly got up, and then shouted at Zhao Yanjing and ran away.

"He's mentally ill, run, I'm going to call someone. ”

"Come on, the psychopath has killed someone. ”

"Come on, people, psychosis kills. ”

Cai Xuanyan seemed to know the middle-aged man in front of him, and shouted as he ran; but at this time, the place where they were was was really a little remote, surrounded by wild lakes; even the nearest village, there were more than two miles of road; no matter how loud the shouting was, it couldn't be transmitted at all.

Seeing Cai Xuanyan yelling, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and then he roared angrily and rushed straight forward.

"Made, if you dare to shout, I'll kill you. ”

The middle-aged man quickly rushed behind Cai Xuanyan and grabbed it directly, but at the moment when he was about to grab Lu Xuanyan, he found that he couldn't move at all, and at the same time, he was in severe pain.

Yu Guang looked, but found that Zhao Yanjing didn't know when he appeared behind him, and was slowly walking to the front of him with a smile on his face.

"Well, it feels good!"

The middle-aged man made a creaking sound between his teeth, as if he was in a state of extreme irritation, and his eyes were slowly blood-red, and he looked completely crazy.

Suddenly, a hint of danger appeared in his mind, a feeling similar to his sixth sense, his previous combat experience.

"Ahh

The middle-aged man went crazy in an instant, like a tiger, and instantly pressed Zhao Yanjing to the ground, pinching Zhao Yanjing's neck and closing it continuously.

The instantaneous reversal made Zhao Yanjing completely stunned; although this fixing needle method is simple, it is very demanding; in the same position, the depth is not wrong at all.

He originally found it from an ancient book of the old Taoist priest, and it took him more than half a year to fully grasp it, but now it has no effect, which surprised Zhao Yanjing a lot.

Could it be that his own formation is useless for the middle-aged man in front of him, or is it useless for the madman?

At this time, the middle-aged man's eyes were blood-red, like a rumored evil ghost, and this power was also a bit unbearable for Zhao Yanjing.

After all, to be honest, he was only thirteen years old now, and even if he cultivated the Five Elements Fist and the Soul Sutra, he couldn't be too powerful.

Zhao Yanjing kicked out, undoubtedly hitting the middle-aged man's legs, but after this kick, the middle-aged man did not change in the slightest, it seemed that the kick just now did not hit at all.

Such a situation surprised Zhao Yanjing, but Zhao Yanjing would not continue to wait, and kicked it again, but the result was still ineffective.

Two feet in a row have no effect, which makes Zhao Yanjing even more puzzled, but he can rest for more than ten minutes, and he doesn't care about being pinched for a while, but he has been pinched, which is really uncomfortable.

However, in two minutes, Zhao Yanjing directly lost his breath and stopped struggling, which was also a trick to pretend to be dead.

After pinching for two minutes, the middle-aged man let out an angry roar, and then raised his fist violently, about to smash it at Zhao Yanjing.

If he really wants to be hit by this punch, even if Zhao Yanjing doesn't die, he will be disfigured, no matter what, Zhao Yanjing will not want to be hit by this punch.

His upper body slammed off, just dodging this punch, and then Zhao Yanjing freed his hands and stabbed his two fingers violently, directly into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

He didn't spare the slightest hand, and these two fingers directly ruined a pair of eyes of the middle-aged man, to be precise, this man's eyes were blind.

It's just that what Zhao Yanjing didn't expect was that even if he was blind, the middle-aged man didn't feel the slightest pain, and a beastly roar came out of his throat, followed by a fist blow.

Zhao Yanjing could clearly hear the fist style of his fist, and such strength was definitely not the ability that an ordinary person should have.

Frightened, Zhao Yanjing quickly stabbed out the silver needle, but at this time, he didn't spare the slightest hand, and almost pointed the needle at the death point.

However, what he didn't expect was that every one of his silver needles had no effect, and it felt as if it had all been pierced on the skin.

Zhao Yanjing's face was ugly for a while, he really hadn't encountered such a situation for such a long time, at this time, his body was still suppressed, and there was no other way at all except to constantly dodge his body.

And he could also see that this middle-aged man seemed to be completely stupid, at this time, except for attacking his head, he didn't attack other places at all, and if he attacked his stomach, it was estimated that he would have lost half his life.

One thought after another kept flashing in Zhao Yanjing's heart, and it seemed that the best way now was to wait until he bleeds out by himself, so that it would be effortless and effortless.

However, as time passed, Zhao Yanjing found that the blood flow of the middle-aged man was getting slower and slower, and it felt as if the bleeding would soon be completely stopped.

Under such circumstances, he felt a hint of crisis; if this middle-aged man figured it out, one punch was enough to make his stomach bloom; sitting still and waiting to die was not Zhao Yanjing's style.