After all, Zhao Zheng is a future person, and he is actually very sympathetic to people like Zhang Kui. Although his identity is Yingzheng now, he knows that his body is also the blood of Handan people and the blood of Zhao people. So for Zhang Kui, Zhao Zheng actually has feelings and doesn't want to kill the killer.

Zhao Zheng pointed to the bundle of firewood and said, "Zhang Kui...... Hehe...... If you really want this bundle of firewood, you can take it and make a friend! ”

Due to the inheritance of the Chinese language and his own efforts, Zhao Zheng at this time was no more than two months ago, and he was already able to speak extremely authentic Zhao dialect.

Zhang Kui was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that Qin Guoye, who had been "one tendon" before, would become so good after being beaten once. Zhang Kui, who was a little bored in his heart, remembered Zhuang who was still curled up on the ground, and without saying a word, he raised his leg with a kick, and then sneered: "Hehe...... You're pretty familiar now! ”

"Ahh

This kick happened to hit Zhuang's soft underbelly, and Zhuang suddenly screamed.

"Damn, are you a shameless person!"

Zhao Zheng looked at Zhuang who was rolling and screaming on the ground with his waist covered, and suddenly scolded angrily.

"You little bastard, what do you say? You're fucking tired! ”

Zhang Kui was scolded by Zhao Zheng before, but now he has been deflated, although no one saw it, he still felt that he couldn't hold his face. He took out a rattan from the firewood pile, and pulled it towards Zhao Zheng's body.

With the wind-breaking whistle of the bushes and rattans, a red blood mark appeared on Zhao Zheng's neck. Although a rattan stick was firmly smoked by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, it did not bring any lethality to Zhao Zheng, but this rattan completely angered Zhao Zheng, who did not want to be a killer.

Zhao Zheng looked at the rattan that was still stuck at his neck, and his originally clenched fist gradually tightened. At the moment when Zhao Zheng was about to make a ruthless move to kill Zhang Kui in seconds, an unexpected scene for Zhao Zheng and Zhang Kui suddenly staged.

"Zhang Kui, you fucking deceive people too much, you die!"

With a heart-rending roar, Zhuang, who was originally curled up on the ground, stood up with great difficulty despite the severe pain on his body at this time, and then threw himself at Zhang Kui regardless of it.

Mentally close to crazy Zhuang rode on Zhang Kui, and a heavy punch smashed into Zhang Kui's head so hard. Zhang Kui was beaten by Zhuang for a while, and within a few minutes, he was stoned to death by Zhuang Huo with his fist without resistance.

Zhao Zheng on the side was stunned by the scene in front of him, he never expected that a slave who was submissive would do such an outrageous thing in this era. He actually killed someone! For his own sake, he was so angry that he killed someone! Zhao Zheng was shocked, and his heart was full of emotion.

As long as it is a living being, once it is oppressed and bullied to a node, it will explode. There will be resistance, let alone a living person! frantically smashed Zhang Kui to death under his body with his fists, which shows that Zhuang hates Zhang Kui deeply.

Zhuang's crazy actions made Zhao Zheng feel terrified, he naturally knew that what Zhuang did was all because of himself, and similarly, he also knew that Zhang Kui had died of anger under Zhuang's crazy blow.

"Okay, okay, he's dead, stop fighting, little heart with his own hand!" Zhao Zheng looked down at Zhang Kui, who was already out of breath, and said lightly to Zhuang.

"What...... What, dead ...... He's dead? ”

A moment ago, he was still beating Zhang Kui's Zhuang, but at this moment, he was completely stunned.

Zhuang didn't want to kill Zhang Kui, he didn't have the guts, he just lost his mind in a moment. Looking at Zhang Kui, whose head was already blurred with flesh and blood, his strong face instantly turned as white as paper.

"Little slave...... Little Slave ...... Whining...... The little slave killed, the little slave actually killed! Zhuang was so frightened that he cried out loud.

Zhao Zheng can naturally understand Zhuang's mood at this time, after all, in this world where slaves have no rights at all, the killing of slaves is a shocking event in itself.

"Zhuang, don't panic! With me here, what are you afraid of? It's just a scumbag, and if you die, you're dead, it's no big deal! Zhao Zheng gently patted Zhuang's shoulder

Zhuang felt that Zhao Zheng said this kind of thing to the word at this time, which was purely "It's not a big deal to watch the excitement", and he didn't pay attention to Zhao Zheng, just blindly cried.

"Don't cry! If you continue to cry like this, you have to attract passers-by, and then we will both have to finish the fun! Zhao Zheng's face was slightly angry, and he shouted in a low voice.

When Zhuang heard Zhao Zheng say this, he hurriedly held back his crying and whimpered in a low voice.

Zhao Zheng shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, squatted down and picked up the rattan used by Zhang Kui, and said while playing with it: "Really, I have a way, as long as you believe me." ”

"Childe, although you are a nobleman in the Qin State, this is the Zhao State...... Whining...... You can't ......protect yourself on a normal day," Zhuang whimpered.

Zhuang's words are not polite, if it is replaced by someone else, Zhuang who has been a slave for generations will be beaten to death by the other party and no one cares. However, Zhao Zheng didn't pay attention to Zhuang's words, but felt that Zhuang really regarded himself as his own.

Zhao Zheng knew that trust and belief were two different things, and in the current situation, any words would have no meaning to Zhuang.

Looking at Zhang Kui who fell to the ground, and then at the dense reeds that were more than two meters high around him, Zhao Zheng said in a low voice: "That's in the city, and this is outside the city!" Strong, don't forget, with such dense reeds as cover, even if people stand on the city wall, it is difficult to find us, you know? ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng pointed to the surrounding reeds with the rattan in his hand.

"That'...... So what do we do now? ”

Zhuang, who was still crying, heard Zhao Zheng say this, and hurriedly asked.

Zhao Zheng asked, "Do you listen to me?" ”

Zhuang Wenyan nodded and said: "This is natural, the little slave used to listen to the words of the son!" ”

As soon as Zhuang's words fell, the bronze short knife pinned to Zhao Zheng's waist was already held in Zhao Zheng's hand, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Kui's heart opened, and blood flowed.

This is Zhao Zheng's consistent habit, and it is also a valuable experience gained from crawling and rolling on the battlefield. Killing the dead has become a subconscious of his handling of the dead bodies of his enemies. also because of this habit, Zhao Zheng did not cause trouble for himself after that.

Because there was no bleeding groove on the blade of the bronze short knife, when Zhao Zheng completely submerged the blade into Zhang Kui's heart, the entire bronze short knife was "stuck" in Zhang Kui's body. In order to prevent the blood from splashing directly on his body, Zhao Zheng had to ride on Zhang Kui's body and slowly pull it out.

"Heavenly ...... Oh my God, Childe...... You...... What are you doing! ”

Zhuang, who came on the other hand, was frightened by Zhao Zheng's actions, and couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

"Shh......h

Zhao Zheng shouted when he saw the growth, and hurriedly made a gesture to close his voice.

"Be quiet! If we recruit someone, we'll both die! Zhao Zheng frightened with a matter.

Zhuang was already timid, and immediately shut up when Zhao Zheng said this, but looked at Zhao Zheng who was riding on Zhang Kui and slowly drawing his knife with a frightened face.

"Childe, you...... How did you become so cruel now? "Strong and cowardly.

Zhao Zheng said "Zhengse": "Things have become like this, if you are not sure that he is really dead, do you think we will still have a life if he wakes up?" “

"This ......"

When Zhao Zheng said this, Zhuang couldn't help but gasp, which Zhuang hadn't thought about at all.

"But...... But isn't Childe already sure he's dead? Zhuang was puzzled.

Zhao Zheng just smiled and didn't reply. When the bronze chai knife was pulled out, Zhao Zheng turned his head and whispered to Zhuang: "Zhuang, come and take a hand!" Let's throw this kid into the river to feed the fish, and we're going to have a hundred! ”

"No way!"

Hearing Zhao Zheng say this, Zhuang immediately shook his head into a rattle. Zhuang pointed to the river not far away and said, "If you throw him into the river and collide with the river god, the river god will make Zhang Kui turn into a water ghost to punish us!" Son...... It's come to this, let's bury him. Such...... So that the little slave can have some peace of mind......"

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, he didn't believe in the theory of river ghosts and witches, but when he thought that the originally clear and beautiful river was polluted by a dead corpse, he also felt that it was a little inappropriate to do so.

"Hmm......"

"Burial...... But we don't have the tools! Belch...... Either way, let's leave him alone, his family will naturally find him in a while. In this way, you can also leave a whole corpse for Zhang Kui, what do you think? Zhao Zhengmo rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, then whispered.

For Zhuang, at this time, he was like a grasshopper tied to Zhao Zheng, and when it came to this, Zhuang had no choice but to agree to Zhao Zheng's proposal.

"Well, that's all there is to it. As long as no one finds us at this time, then even if someone finds Zhang Kui in the future, then they won't think that we did it! Frowning, looking at Zhang Kui's corpse, Zhuang began to think and make choices for the first time in his life.

Hearing what Zhuang said, Zhao Zheng nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Zhuang: "It's naturally best to think about this!" “

It was already morning, and the sun was already high in the sky. Zhao Zheng looked at the sun in the sky, and knew that he couldn't stay here any longer, so he whispered to Zhuang: "Okay, this place is not suitable for a long time, I'll make a long story short." I'll go home, and you'll just be fine. In the future, whenever I come out to collect firewood, I will go out of the city to find you, and today's matter must not leak out of the news, otherwise the consequences will be very serious, understand? ”

Zhuang Wenyan nodded, and after whispering to Zhao Zheng about his residence, the two parted ways.

In order to prevent accidents, Zhao Zheng did not go back to the city directly, and after leaving the reeds, he wandered around Hanshan for a while, feeling that the smell of blood on his body had almost dissipated, so he hurriedly walked towards the city gate with his "results......