Zhang Song followed the craftsman to the furnace in the iron-smelting yard.

The blacksmith and the other craftsmen were all around the bellows installation, and the ironsmith was pale and stood aside, and the whole person seemed to have shrunk.

The other craftsmen were no better, all of them were lost and frightened. The only extra emotion was resentment, probably knowing that the bellows were broken, and someone would definitely be executed this time, so when Zhang Song arrived, several craftsmen stared at Zhang Song's eyes full of resentment.

Lined up with everyone, Zhang Song came to the already installed bellows, tried them with his hands, and found that the bellows could not be pulled at all.

"Iron Guy, you take it off, I'll take a look at it." Zhang Song said to the iron guy who stood aside.

"Let's dismantle it, we won't be able to complete the task anyway." The iron guy sighed and said, and at the same time walked weakly towards the bellows, and was about to begin to disassemble the bellows.

"It's all your fault! It's just that you're not good! If it weren't for you, the bellows wouldn't be broken! After listening to the words of the iron man, a craftsman who was still cowering just now suddenly went crazy and scolded Zhang Song hoarsely.

When the other craftsmen heard this, they were also ready to move, and wanted to join in scolding Zhang Song.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Song let out a loud shout, startling the craftsman, "Even if the bellows are not broken, will we be able to complete the task?" Yes? ”

"Stop arguing, everyone! Even if the bellows are not broken, we can't finish it, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to dismantle the bellows. The iron man said loudly, and after he finished speaking, his body shrank even more, as if that sentence had used up all the strength of his body.

The craftsman who scolded Zhang Song was scolded by the two of them in a row, and suddenly lost the strength to scold, and just cried. The other craftsmen also looked sad and stood aside with tears in their eyes.

Although Zhang Song felt that they were very annoyed to cry, and he also felt that they were very useless to cry as men, he still understood these craftsmen a little, and it was really Yu Xinzhi and Chen Jia and others who brought great pressure to these craftsmen this morning.

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Early this morning, not long after dawn, Yu Xinzhi and Chen Jia led a group of people to the iron-smelting field.

The blacksmith was tired for an hour, and was resting for a while on the wooden section in the shed. Yu Xinyi kicked the iron guy to the ground with one kick when he came in, and it was a good beating to split his head and cover his face.

"What about Zhang Song's guy? Call him out to me! Call everyone out to me! After beating the iron guy, Yu Xin roared.

The iron guy hated it in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it in the slightest, and his face was still extremely respectful. He didn't have time to wipe the blood on his face, so he just covered his face and endured the pain and went to the construction site to call someone.

"In the past, I still had a little temper when I fought iron guys, why are you so obedient today?" One of the attendants who came with him said.

"Temper? That's just to dare to contradict us a little, and don't look at who is here today, does he dare? Unless he doesn't want to live anymore. Another attendant replied.

When Yu Xinzhi heard this, he was very proud in his heart, but he wanted to learn from the style of the children of the Zhou Ming Shu clan, and wanted to keep a straight face in order to pretend to be calm. However, no matter who can see the smugness on his face, it's just that no one dares to say it.

After a while, the craftsmen cowered and came to the shed.

"What about Zhang Song, why don't you see him?" Chen Jia glanced at it a few times and found that Zhang Song was missing, "What about the iron guy?" Tell him to bring Zhang Song! ”

When the iron guy found Zhang Song, Zhang Song had just gotten up, his eyes were red, his face was pale, and his face was tired, but he was still in good spirits and his eyes were still bright. I didn't sleep all night last night because of the pain.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the iron man, Zhang Song was surprised at first, and then saw the hatred and entanglement in the iron man's eyes, Zhang Song understood.

"Let me guess, is it Yu Xinzhi who is here, or Chen Jia who is here? No, it should be both of them, right? ”

The iron guy didn't speak, his eyes were very complicated, as if there was guilt, admiration, sympathy, sadness, and surprise.

"It seems that I guessed correctly, it was Yu Xinzhi and Chen Jia who came together." Zhang Song smiled and said, "They're here to find me, let's go, go meet them." ”

The iron guy saluted Zhang Song and walked towards the shed with Zhang Song.

When he arrived at the shed, although he had already estimated, Zhang Song's heart sank. Yu Xinzhi and Chen Jia brought seven or eight followers over, and they were standing in the shed at the moment, and Yu Xinzhi's feet full of dirt stepped on the wooden section where Zhang Song was sitting.

The craftsmen of the ironworks were on either side of their hearts, far away, like a tiger in a flock of sheep breaking in.

"Haha, it's finally out." After Yu Xinzhi saw Zhang Song, he laughed proudly, "Don't be a shrinking turtle, come here and die!" ”

Zhang Song stepped forward step by step, his face was flat. Seeing that Zhang Song stepped forward step by step obediently, Yu Xin laughed, and the smugness in his eyes became vigorous. His entourage also laughed at Zhang Song, looking frivolous.

However, when he was still a few steps away from Yu Xinzhi and the others, Zhang Song suddenly stopped and stood quietly.

Seeing this, his face sank. Chen Jia said to the entourage beside him, and immediately four entourages surrounded Zhang Song.

Zhang Song sighed in his heart, one to ten, it seems that this humiliation is inevitable today. Zhang Song glanced back at the iron guy, the iron guy was still very calm and not afraid, which made Zhang Songgao take a look.

"Engong, I'll help you." The Iron Guy whispered.

Zhang Song thought about it, and after saying "no", he stared at the entourage who came closely, and kept estimating in his heart.

The iron guy retreated, just saying this just to repay Zhang Song's kindness. Although I knew that if I helped Zhang Song, I would definitely be angry with my heart, and it was very likely that he would die, but so what? If it weren't for Zhang Song, he would have died a long time ago, that is, now that he was killed by Yu Xinzhi, he still lived a few more days.

Of course, Zhang Song's tone of refusal just now was so resolute, and he didn't insist on it.

The four attendants smirked fiercely, took frivolous steps, and stared at Zhang Song like a cat and mouse.

The surrounding craftsmen all looked nervously at Zhang Song and the four entourage.

One-step, two-step, three-step, four-step......

When the entourage entered the distance calculated by Zhang Song, Zhang Song shouted loudly and rushed towards one of the entourages, who was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by Zhang Song.

The four entourages didn't expect that Zhang Song would be so bold when he arrived in such a field, and he dared to take the initiative to attack him, and he was stunned for a while.

After Zhang Song knocked down the entourage, he kept swinging his fist at the head and face of the entourage. Zhang Song's punch was made with hatred, and he had been prepared for it, and after a few punches, he beat the entourage to scream again and again.

Hearing the screams of the attendant, the other three attendants reacted and hurriedly wanted to separate the two. Who knew that Zhang Song was like sticking to the entourage, and he couldn't separate it, and the entourage continued to be beaten by Zhang Song.

"Hit him, hit him painfully, and he naturally let go. Why are you so stupid? Seeing that the four entourages stepped forward and were still dominated by Zhang Song, Yu Xin couldn't help shouting angrily.

When the three attendants heard this, they gave up separating the two, and instead punched Zhang Song. The fist rained down on Zhang Song's back and head, and there was a sound of "dong dong", and every time there was a sound, there was a sharp pain.

Zhang Song didn't dodge, let alone resist, he just followed it, he just continued to beat the entourage, and every punch hit the vital part of the entourage.

The fierce fight frightened some of the timid craftsmen to close their eyes, while others were still looking at them, but their expressions were terrified. In their opinion, so many people beat Zhang Song, Zhang Song must be dead.

The iron guy stood closer, and he was horrified. Blood flowed out of Zhang Song's face and back, and the frequency of Zhang Song's punches became slower and slower, and the amplitude became smaller and smaller. The iron guy knew that this was a sign of exhaustion, and he hesitated in his heart whether to step forward to help Zhang Song.

Before the iron guy could make a decision, Zhang Song was overturned to the ground by the other three entourages. The attendant who had been beaten by Zhang Song was lying on the ground, his head and face covered with blood, and he did not move, not knowing whether he was dead or not.

Zhang Song lay on the ground, curled up, and protected the vital parts with his hands. He had no strength left to resist, so he could only let the three men beat him.

"Go away! Useless stuff! Chen Jia shouted.

The three attendants immediately separated, and in front of their hearts, they looked at Zhang Song's abdomen and kicked him hard. Zhang Song's abdomen was in unbearable pain, and he involuntarily covered his abdomen with both hands.

Yu Xinzhi took the opportunity to step on Zhang Song's face, and Zhang Song's face was close to the ground, and his lips couldn't close. At this moment, Zhang Song realized that the ground under his feet was so hard, and the sand was like a steel needle, which stabbed Zhang Song painfully.

Zhang Song was about to struggle, but found that there was pain in his limbs, and it turned out that Yu Xinzhi's entourage stepped on his limbs with their hands.

"Bring the knife!" Yu Xinzhi's eyes were red and he shouted at his entourage, during which Chen Jia seemed to want to persuade Yu Xinzhi to say a few words, but Yu Xinzhi didn't listen.

Taking the knife from the hand of the entourage, Yu Xinzhi raised the knife with both hands and aimed it at Zhang Song's neck.

Zhang Song's hairs stood on end, and he really wanted to kill him. He wanted to open his mouth wide and shout to stop, but the lips that were stepped on by Yu Xinzhi couldn't say a complete word at all.

"Stop!" The iron guy couldn't care about anything else, and blurted out to Yu Zhi, "You can't kill him." ”

Yu Xinzhi glanced at the iron guy indifferently, did not speak, but prepared to slash at Zhang Song's neck. The iron guy was shocked, and he was about to step forward to stop it.

"Fuck off! It's none of your business here! ”

The two attendants pointed their knives at the iron man, and the iron man did not dare to move.

Yu Xinzhi slashed at Zhang Song's neck without hindrance.

Zhang Song was in a cold sweat, and his mind was blank. All the craftsmen screamed at the same time, lowered their heads, and covered their eyes.

The Iron Striker also closed his eyes sadly, he did not want to see his benefactor killed.

"Boom!"

Yu Xinzhi's knife did not slash at Zhang Song's neck, but was held by another knife.

"In my heart, Zhou Jun has an order to protect Zhang Song's life, you are so selfish and committed suicide, aren't you afraid that Zhou Jun will blame you?"

When Zhang Song heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his whole body was cold. He was glad that his estimate was correct, otherwise he would really be a sword revenant today.