Chapter 453: Angrily slash the bully and eliminate harm for the people

Hebei border area in western Hebei. Yulin Village Wharf Empty Yard. Midday. Sunny.

With a single hard qigong move, Fang Jiren suddenly and unexpectedly accurately kicked the big scar's right kneecap, smashing the handle of the gun on the top of his head. In an instant, it spread throughout the whole body and couldn't bear the sharp pain like heartbreaking, which made the consciousness and thinking of the big scar disappear suddenly, and his will collapsed, and then he sweated profusely and soaked his clothes and pants, trembling all over, falling weakly, and using the only trace of strength in his body, he bent his left knee and knelt on the ground with his right hand support, and then fell down again. completely lost the arrogant, arrogant and ferocious momentum just now, and completely lost the ability to fight back.

The minions with rifles under the big scar were shocked and panicked when they saw this, they had never seen the tall and powerful big scar with a lot of kung fu being completely subdued and fell to the ground by a stranger who was half a head shorter than him and had a thin body with such a simple move, and they all held the rifle at Fang Jiren but forgot to shoot. Just as they were incredibly stunned, Francis inserted the shell gun into the belt around his waist and launched a surprise and ferocious attack on a dozen minions under Big Scar.

Holding the Japanese command knife wrapped in his jacket in his left hand, Fang Jiren kicked the ground with both feet, pulled the onion on the dry ground, jumped forward, rolled on his side and rolled his legs after landing on the ground, and used the Fang family's ancestral chain leg cutting skills, kicking and kicking the minions' feet, necks and knees, and slashing and punching the back of the head and temples of those who fell to the ground. After a while, a series of dazzling, dizzying, and ferocious attacks knocked more than a dozen minions to the ground, and they cried and grabbed the ground with "ouch, ahh These wicked people who usually pretend to be tigers, act for tigers, and run rampant in the countryside all year round eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, and smoking big cigarettes have long lost more than half of their essence, blood, vitality, strength and physical strength, and have basically been hollowed out, how can they prevent the martial arts master Fang Jiren from attacking accurately and ferociously with one move?

The crowd in the open field was silent, dumbfounded.

A carp stiffened, and Fang Jiren stood up, calmly raising his hand to dust off his body. Bent down and picked up the four 38 large cover rifles scattered on the ground, put them on his shoulders, and beckoned to Cheng Baocun. Cheng Baocun, Cheng Qiang, Cheng Long and Kang Changfa, who were wounded by gunshot wounds, walked over quickly. Fang Jiren instructed them to pick up the Hanyang-made rifles on the ground, and then carefully search for the bullets on the minions of the big scar who had fallen on the ground.

Fang Jiren put on his shirt, walked to the big scar with the Japanese command knife in his left hand, grabbed the collar and pulled the groggy big scar up and sat on the ground with his head drooped. Fang Jiren opened his right palm and slapped the big scar hard. The hot and painful left side of his face stimulated the big scar to sober up a little, and he struggled to look up at Fang Jiren and begged for mercy.

Cheng Baocun, who carried two rifles on his left and right shoulders, walked up to Fang Jiren and told him that he had collected a total of twelve rifles, more than 100 rounds of ammunition, and seven daggers. Fang Jiren handed Cheng Baocun the four 38 large cover rifles on his shoulder, and asked him to distribute the rifles to the bitter and reliable young hunters who could use rifles.

The crowd of onlookers in the empty field stepped forward and angrily shouted in unison to kill Big Scar.

A small minion with a big scar mixed in with the crowd of onlookers saw that the situation was not good, and quietly slipped out of the empty field. A few dozen meters away from the crowd, he took out a cannon from his jacket pocket and lit it on the ground. "Whoosh—smack!" The cannon rose into the air and exploded in the air at a height of more than 30 meters. This is to call the police to the master of his village, Master Hu.

Hearing the sound of the explosion, the people in the empty field were stunned for a moment, and then shouted in unison with excitement that they had killed Big Scar, but they couldn't let him go anymore.

With a "cang" sound, Fang Jiren pulled out a sharp Japanese command knife in his right hand.

"Uncle, please spare my life. Uncle, I will completely convince you, and I will give you 200 oceans. Big Scar pleaded with a sad face.

"Big Scar, I didn't expect you to have today, right? If I don't kill you, the folks won't do it. It's not enough to kill you ten times for the bad things you've done! Death is to be suffered today! ”

"Uncle, please tell me your name, so that I can die and understand."

"Okay, then I'll tell you. Big scar, you hear clearly, remember, I am the Eighth Route Army that resists Japan and saves the country, hoes rape and hoes, and protects the people! ”

Hearing Fang Jiren say this, Big Scar immediately understood in his heart that he would definitely die today, and there was no possibility of survival. The big scar with gloomy eyes bowed his head in despair and despair.

"Kill the big scar! Kill Big Scar! The crowd roared.

"Hey!" With a soul-shaking roar, the angry-eyed, resentful Fang Jiren raised and fell with a knife, and after the cold light flashed, there was a "click", and the bald head of the big scar rolled to the ground, and the body fell down, ending his sinful, lewd and shameless life.

"Ahh Fang Jiren spat hard at the corpse of the big scar.

All right! Well done! Kill and get rid of hatred! Onlookers shouted and clapped their hands.

"Hit! Kill! Revenge for revenge, revenge for injustice! Cut the grass and eradicate the roots! Leave no trouble! The crowd shouted loudly, not knowing who it was.

As soon as the words ended, the young men who were watching in the empty field of the dock rushed over angrily and pounced on the minions of a dozen big scars who had fallen to the ground, and a dozen people surrounded one person in turn, punching, kicking, and smashing clubs, while people shouted, shouted, and roared with all their strength. In less than a bag of cigarettes, more than a dozen minions were beaten to a bloody pulp and stained with blood, completely devoid of human form, and all of them died in a state of breath. This outcome was something that Francis had never expected in advance, and he had wanted to interrogate them strictly and wait until more information came out before deciding whether to execute these minions. However, now it's too late. Although he relieved his anger and hatred, he did not achieve his intended purpose. At the same time, it also shows that the scum of the big scar is extremely angry, and it is not enough to kill the people, and it is not enough to get rid of future troubles. Fang Jiren was gratified that these ordinary people, who had been exploited and brutalized by bullies all the year round, and who had suffered a lot of bitterness and hatred, were the solid foundation for the special column to establish an anti-Japanese base and a strong force to resist Japan and save the country.

"Smack! Syllable! Two more shell gunshots rang out not far away.

Fang Jiren looked up and followed the voice, only to see more than a dozen people hurrying towards the empty dock. At the front was a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly fat, holding a shell gun, followed by more than a dozen people, all with rifles in their hands.

"Brother, the person at the front is the tiger master, his fist and foot skills are higher than the big scar, he is ruthless and vicious, you have to be careful." Cheng Baocun reminded in a low voice.

"Phew! Stinky bullshit one! Don't even think about going back alive today! Uncle Cheng, you first hid in the crowd and hidden, and after seeing that I controlled the tiger master, you all came out and surrendered the rifles in their hands. Fang Jiren instructed Cheng Baocun.

When the people in the empty field saw the tiger master coming with people, they retreated in panic and panic, and they all stood behind Fang Jiren, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they were all worried about Fang Jiren, and they didn't know what would happen?

Holding a command knife in his left hand and a rifle bullet in his right hand, Fang Jiren shook his head slightly and looked at the corpses scattered in the open field, as if admiring his masterpiece.

Tiger Master walked to the empty dock, and when he saw the corpses of more than a dozen people on the ground, he couldn't help but gasp, and was stunned by the terrifying scene in front of him.

"Hey! That grandson! Look here! Fang Jiren shouted at the tiger master.

Hu Ye looked up at Fang Jiren, who was standing more than ten meters away with a bloody Japanese command knife in his left hand and a shell gun in his waist, and was puzzled. Who is this person? I've never seen it before, and where did it come from? How did you come to Lao Tzu's territory today? How dare you kill Lao Tzu's men? Don't want to live anymore?

The little minion who went to report the news walked to the side of the tiger master tremblingly, raised his hand and pointed at Fang Jiren tremblingly, and said, "He is the one who took the lead in making trouble." Tiger Master, he's about to collapse. ”

Tiger Master took a few steps forward and raised his barge gun and aimed it at Fang Jiren······