"Bang!"

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu was slapped in the face, flew upside down, and after his body fell to the ground, he made a muffled sound.

"Ahem!"

He lay on the ground, covering his red and swollen cheeks, and his face was full of hatred, and he would definitely get this revenge back. He kept coughing, and his body trembled slightly.

"Poof!!"

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. This mouthful of blood was mixed with blood foam and a few snow-white teeth. Fuzhi's father looked up at Wang Xu, with a frightened look in his eyes, this smiling young man in front of him, like a harmless man and animals, was so ruthless that he knocked out a few of his teeth with a slap.

It's scary!

So domineering!

Wang Xu walked up unhurriedly and said: "This slap is a lesson for you to teach your son not strictly, let your son bully his neighbors, and have no respect for his elders." If I don't teach you a lesson, even if you die, you will crawl out of the coffin to find you. Eh, I did this with good intentions, in order to teach you an unfilial son for you. Okay, stand up, I'm not done yet. ”

The corners of Fuzhi's Lao Tzu's mouth twitched, and he was terrified in his heart.

If there were a few more slaps, his mouth full of white teeth would suffer. At this time, Fu Zhi was also standing behind, he stretched out his hand to help his father, and looked at Wang Xu in horror.

Not long ago, he was slapped three times, and his cheeks were red and swollen.

As a person who had come over, he knew that the strength of each slap of the young man in front of him would increase. Now he slapped his father's teeth and spat blood. If there were two slaps in the back, his father wouldn't have been beaten half to death. At this time, Fu Zhi was completely panicked and didn't know what to do.

Fu Zhi helped his father to stand up slowly, looking at Wang Xu in horror, and was terrified in his heart.

"Kick! Step on! ”

Seeing Wang Xu with a kind smile on his face, Fuzhi father and son took two steps back. The more kind Wang Xu is, the less confident the two of them are.

Wang Xu sneered: "Retreat." Can you get it back? Hurry up and stand back. If you get angry, I will castrate your father and son, and let you taste what it is like to be a eunuch. As he spoke, Wang Xu's gaze shifted downward. Take a moment on the kù crotch of Fu Zhi and his son. In an instant, the two took two steps forward and stood in front of Wang Xu and did not dare to move.

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu sighed secretly in his heart: People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, in vain! The corners of his mouth were red and bloodied. was slapped by Wang Xu just now.

"Smack!"

In the courtyard, another slap sounded.

The slap thrown by Wang Xu was full of power, and once again knocked Fuzhi's Lao Tzu to the ground. He lay on the ground, tilting his head and spitting blood from his mouth and spitting out a few white teeth. After the two slaps, the cheeks on the left and right sides were red and swollen, and a trace of scarlet blood gushed out, and the blood splattered on the black official robe, and a few red plum flowers were dotted on the official robe.

At this time, Fuzhi's Lao Tzu's hair was scattered. The crooked long crown on his head also fell to the ground, and he was still full of spirit that had just brought people into the courtyard. At this time, the appearance is purely after being bullied, and he only knows how to swallow his anger.

"Ahem! Cough! ”

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu kept coughing, and there was a trace of blood red in his eyes.

He lay on the ground, breathing heavily, his chamber rising and falling. After two slaps, he was already stunned, his head was dizzy, and he was confused. So far, it's been just two slaps. It's not done yet.

With Fuzhi's experience, there is also the most powerful slap.

If there was another slap, Fu Zhi had no doubt that his father would be knocked out by a slap. He put his hands around his father and slowly stood up. His eyes stared at Wang Xu with a resentful look. After a moment of silence, he said coldly: "Dad, you are an official of the imperial court, and he doesn't dare to kill us." In that case, why should we be afraid of him, anyway, we will be beaten left and right. We fought. ”

"Hahaha......"

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu spit out a mouthful of blood foam and said loudly: "Okay, my son said it well, it is worthy of Lao Tzu's seed." ”

He stared at Wang Xu, sneered, and said, "Lao Tzu was scared by you just now, and now my son reminded me with a word, you don't dare to kill me." I am an official of Nandu, a county order under the command of King Wu, if you kill me, you will be an enemy of King Wu, when the time comes, Nandu will issue a wanted warrant, you can't escape, Lao Tzu and you fight, Zhi'er, on! ”

After speaking, Fuzhi's Lao Tzu rushed towards Wang Xu.

Although his steps are vain and hollowed out by the wine, the shelf is still there, and there is a good skeleton. He looked like a tiger's back, and he rushed towards Wang Xu desperately, but he also had a bit of momentum.

Fu Zhi followed closely and also rushed towards Wang Xu.

The two of them were out of the way and fought hard with Wang Xu directly.

Because the two of them were sure that Wang Xu would not dare to kill them, coupled with the slap from Wang Xu's left and another slap, they would be beaten left and right anyway, so it was better to rush up and punch them twice to get back a little money. It was for this reason that Fuzhi's father and son rushed forward desperately, wanting to knock Wang Xu to the ground.

Even if you can't kill Wang Xu, you have to leave a little trace for Wang Xu.

Zhang Meng saw that the two of them rushed forward desperately, and as soon as he turned around, he was about to rush over to solve the two.

Wang Xu waved his hand to stop Zhang Meng and motioned for him not to move. Zhang Meng stopped willingly, he knew Wang Xu's ability, and now that he had exercised it, it could be said that his martial arts were good. Even if the two people in front of them rushed forward, they would not be able to pose a threat to Wang Xu. Wang Xu stared coldly at Fuzhi's father and son, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

Don't dare to kill? I underestimated him.

"Sonorous!"

Wang Xu's right hand pressed on the handle of the knife, and in an instant, he pulled out the steel knife at his waist.

Fuzhi's father rushed over, and Wang Xu also greeted him. He let out a low shout, and the steel knife in his hand swung out in an instant, the knife light flickered, and there was a sharp roar, which was cut out like lightning, and a cold knife light swept through the air, and a huge head rose into the sky. In an instant, warm blood gushed out of his neck and fell on Fu Zhi's face.

This scene directly stunned Fu Zhi.

He's dead!

Really killed!

"Bang!"

In mid-air, the blood-soaked head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and then remained motionless. Fuzhi was initially stunned and motionless, but soon recovered. He rolled and crawled, ran in three or two steps to the place where his head had fallen, and howled loudly. Fu Zhi held his head with both hands, and saw that his father's eyes were still open, and there was an unwilling look in his eyes. It's just that the bright eyes have lost their luster and become dull.

"Demon, you're a demon!"

Fu Zhi pointed at Wang Xu, crying and shouting, while shouting loudly accusing.

As soon as the Han knife in Wang Xu's hand was flicked, all the blood beads on the blade were thrown out. (To be continued.) )