"What are you going to do?" Wang Zishao glanced at his younger brother on the ground, and after glancing at Zhou Chen, who was full of murderous anger, he shouted: "Zhou Chen, do you really want to kill me?" ”

"Haha, if you don't die if you fight a snake, you will leave a disaster for ten thousand years, do you think I will do such a stupid thing?" Zhou Chen's voice was louder than that of the prince, and he almost roared: "Do you think I'm a fool?" ”

The sound was surprisingly loud, and the ears of the people who shook it were ringing.

"Don't you have a little compassion?" Wang Zishao almost pleaded with Zhou Chen, he was really scared, afraid that Zhou Chen would kill him with a knife.

He also regretted it very much in his heart, if he hadn't listened to his own words, he wouldn't have thought about hitting the Zhou family, who knew that if other people's family property was not found, his life would be lost.

"Compassion?" Zhou Chen sneered: "Tell me, if we change positions, will you have compassion?" ”

"This ......" Wang Zishao was asked by Zhou Chen, and suddenly didn't know how to answer, he asked himself, yes, if he led people to kill the Zhou family today, would he let them go?

No way!

He couldn't do it, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"So at this point, it's all your own fault." The steel knife in Zhou Chen's hand was raised, and he was about to slash at the prince on the ground.

"Ahh Suddenly there was a Buddha horn at the door, and there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and more than a dozen monks with knives and sticks rushed over in great strides.

The first one was an old monk with long flowing hair and a pair of eyes like a falcon in a yellow monk's robe, who rushed in with a group of monks with an ebony stick the thickness of a bowl in his hand.

"Donor, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, why do you have to do things so desperately?" The old monk snorted a head, and his face showed a look of compassion, but there was murder in these eagle-like eyes.

"So, old monk, what do you think of my fight with you?" Zhou Chen put the back of the knife on his shoulder, glanced at the old monk and the little monks behind him, and proposed: "As long as you can defeat me, then I will let them go, what do you think?" ”

"Really?" The old monk's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said to Zhou Chen: "What you said, can you take it seriously?" As long as we join forces to defeat you, will we let the people of the Wang family go? ”

"Yes, as long as you can defeat me, I will let the Wang family go." Zhou Chen shook the knife, pointed at the old monk obliquely, and said, "To fight or not to fight?" ”

"Hit!" The monk shouted, pointed out the oolong stick in his hand, and said, "Please." ”

"Please!" Zhou Chen flashed his knife and rushed to the courtyard outside the door, and said to the old monk, "Come on." ”

"Formation." The old monk gave an order to the monks behind him, and those monks suddenly rushed out with sticks and surrounded Zhou Chen in the middle, all of them had cold eyes, and formed a plum blossom-shaped formation.

"Kill !!" The old monk shouted, and the ebony stick in his hand smashed towards Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen only felt a flower in front of him, and the sharp stick sound came towards Zhou Chen's front door, the formation moved, and the sticks in the hands of those monks smashed towards Zhou Chen.

With a wave of Zhou Chen's knife, he took down the seven or eight sticks, and the monks behind him smashed towards Zhou Chen's head again in waves.

"Open!" The old monk picked up the sticks in his hand with all the sticks that Zhou Chen had suppressed, and suddenly the shadow of the stick in the sky smashed towards Zhou Chen's face.

"Old bald donkey, it's all in society now, what kind of formation and stuff do you still play?" Zhou Chen didn't understand it, where did these monks come from?

Could it be said?

The real rivers and lakes have never disappeared?

Or are you lonely and unheard?

Anyway, Zhou Chen just didn't understand where these monks came from.

Shaolin disciple?

Don't talk about Shaolin, people are in Henan, how can they come to Yanjing?

Just when Zhou Chen was thinking wildly, the old monk's stick was already above his eyebrows, looking at his vigorous appearance, if he was hit, he might not be able to splash his brains on the spot.

Zhou Chen hurriedly flicked the knife in his hand, and went straight to the old monk's waist and slashed it, and the frightened old monk hurriedly put away the stick and fled. Why did he retreat?

That's because Zhou Chen is more insidious, only at that moment, he was hit in the back by a monk's stick behind him, and the stick was also instantly snapped into two sections, what the monk didn't expect was that he was directly jumped out.

"Ahh

The monk's back hit the wall, and as soon as he screamed, a bloody arrow erupted, and then his head tilted and he fainted.

"Ah Buddha Mita, donor, you better abandon your weapons and surrender." The old monk stepped back and opened a distance of more than a dozen steps with Zhou Chen.

Those little monks also tightly surrounded Zhou Chen in the middle, and when they heard the master's words, they all stopped their hands together, seeing that this person who had been beaten with a stick was fine, and everyone seemed to look at themselves and others.

"Haha, abandon your weapons and surrender, what a big breath." Zhou Chen couldn't help laughing, did this old monk really think he had lost? The knife in his hand danced a knife flower, and then said: "I still say the same thing, if you want to save the people of the Wang family, then you must win the battle, do you think you will really win?" ”|

"Donor, if you don't come to your senses, you will only harm yourself." The old monk, with a majestic look, looked at Zhou Chen with a pair of cold eyes, he thought that this was Zhou Chen's stubborn resistance, so he turned the ebony stick in his hand and said, "Since you don't want to sneak attack, then look at the move." ”

Zhou Chen sneered: "You said it? ”

After speaking, the knife in his hand once again turned into a sharp sword light, and this sword light turned into a cold light under the sun.

"Up!!" The old monk acted as the eye of the formation, and when he saw Zhou Chen coming towards him, he hurriedly waved his hand, and the monks who were left and right behind Zhou Chen also attacked.

Zhou Chen's knife spun around in the air, and suddenly the sticks in the hands of those monks who came towards him suddenly crackled, and the blades slashed through the ebony sticks in their hands.

"Ahh

"Retreat!!"

Those monks all gasped, some screamed, and all of them retreated, their faces were shocked, and the sticks in their hands were all split into two knots by Zhou Chen.

"Look at the stick!" The old monk shouted, if he didn't make a move, then all his disciples would be thrown into Zhou Chen's hands, so his stick swept towards Zhou Chen's temple.

Zhou Chen just shook the knife in his hand, and the knife was bitten together with the stick, and the two began to wrestle, the old monk's face turned crimson and bruises, and there was heat on his forehead.

"Old monk, you're struggling." Zhou Chen watched with contempt as the breathing in his mouth began to become short, because Zhou Chen and the old monk's shoulders were pressed together, the old monk's rough breathing hit Zhou Chen's face.

"Let me go." The old monk was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly shouted loudly to his disciple, but as soon as he was relieved, he was thrown out.

"Master!!" The old monk flew out, and with the joint efforts of several disciples, he was caught, all of them were colorless, and they all looked at the old monk with nervous faces.

"I lost."

"Since you lost, then please leave, I don't want to embarrass you."

Zhou Chen had a cold face, looked at the old monk who fell in the arms of his disciple, and said, "If you are coming, then don't blame me, you are really ruthless." ”

"Ah Mida Buddha, the old man is in the face, and he will return to the mountain." The old monk stood up tremblingly, folded his hands to Zhou Chen, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said, "Donor, there will be a period later." ”

After speaking, he turned to the disciples who shot hateful glances at Zhou Chen, and said, "You are all monks, go back and copy the scriptures for me a hundred times, and now go back with me." ”

After listening to the master's words, those monks also realized their mistakes, and hurriedly put together a mouthful of Buddha names, took the broken sticks on the ground and followed behind the old monks, and walked out of the gate of the Wang family.

"Master !!" The prince is less, he is terrified, if this old monk leaves, then his family will be killed by Zhou Chen, so he hurriedly chased it out, and when he jumped over Zhou Chen, Zhou Chen didn't do anything but wanted to see what he was going to do.

"Ah Mida Buddha, everything has a law, donor, please go back." The old monk helped the prince Shao, who was kneeling on the ground and begging for help, and said, "The cause of the past life, the future result." ”

Actually, this old monk wants to talk to the prince less, we can't beat him, even if you beg us, there is no way. It's just that he can't say it directly, but the meaning is well expressed.

Wang Zishao sighed in his heart, he actually saw that this old monk was not Zhou Chen's opponent at all, and he couldn't do anything after being beaten, so he found a reason to run away in disgrace.

The monk and the prince passed by, the prince knelt on the ground and kept shaking, his face was dead, he knew that the Wang family would completely disappear from this world today.

"The Wang family!! Ha ha!!! The prince was young, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the whole person pounced on the sky and lay on the ground, his eyes were scattered, and his face was dead.

Zhou Chen came with a knife, and the prince on the ground approached, stepped on the prince's chest with his foot, and said: "You have this result today, it's no wonder that others are to blame, if you want to blame, blame you for being too greedy." ”

"Alas, young people have to be forgiving and forgiving, why should they be exterminated?" An old voice came from the backyard of the Wang family, and this voice rang in everyone's ears like a bell.

The prince on the ground and the prince chong in the living room suddenly seemed to be in spirit, and at the same time sat up from the ground, and shouted in unison: "Uncle Xiong, help!" ”

"Huh?" Zhou Chen turned around and looked at an old man walking slowly, the old man's eyes shone with excitement to see the hunt, but the most eye-catching thing was that he was holding a broken knife in his hand, a rusty broken knife.

Who is this old man?

Zhou Chen was about to speak, but the old man glanced at Wang Zishao, who was trampled on the ground by Zhou Chen, and said, "Zi Shao, this time, do you know why I didn't come out until now?" ”

"Uncle Xiong doesn't know, help, help, he wants to kill my Wang family."

"Zishao, you first want to plot other people's money, and then you want other people's lives, it's no wonder that others kill you." Xiong Yuanlang looked at the prince on the ground with a sigh on his face, and said, "So, I can't save you today." ”

"Uncle Bear!!" The prince rarely let out a wail like that of a wild beast when it was about to die, and it made people feel like they were in tears.