I already knew that guy was a white-eyed wolf, and he would definitely turn his face and deny people, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. Knowing this, Zhang Meng should have been asked to abolish his two arms. Now that he has become a villain, Fukangan is angry. He held his head high, his eyes glazed, and exclaimed, "So what? Isn't it? Could it be that Fuxian ordered Fukangan to cure Fukangan for the crime of 'standing by'. ”

"Good, good, well done!"

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu sneered twice, and said viciously: "Fukangan, don't worry, I don't want to kill you for everyone's sake." However, if you sit back and watch the gangsters commit murder, I will arrest your family and put them in prison, so that you can learn a lesson. As for your sons and daughters, who do not know etiquette, I will teach them as well as he taught my son, so that they can understand the principles of life. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Xu, with hatred in his eyes.

The corners of Wang Xu's mouth hooked, and he sneered: "Dog officer, you yourself are difficult to protect, and you are still so arrogant, you should think more about your own safety." You take a closer look and see what has become of your soldiers. Wang Xu had a disdainful smile on his face, more than twenty soldiers, but they were sent to the door to find death.

Fortunately, Zhang Meng did not make a dead move, otherwise these more than 20 people would all have died.

Fuzhi's Lao Tzu saw that the more than 20 soldiers he brought were defeated and retreated, and said coldly: "You attack the imperial court officials, and your crime should be punished, if you can restrain yourself from the precipice, you still have a chance to survive, if you resist stubbornly......"

As soon as he was halfway through the words, Daddy Fuzhi's face changed suddenly.

"Whew!"

A steel knife sliced through the air, making a screeching sound. The steel knife was wrapped in the power of Wan Jun and poked at Fuzhi's father. His pupils shrank, and there was a panicked look in his eyes, and he was so frightened by the steel knife that he didn't even have the courage to move his steps, and stood in a daze, motionless, as if waiting for the steel knife to be inserted into his heart.

This knife was Wang Xu who picked up the steel knife that fell on the ground and threw it at Fuzhi's Lao Tzu to shut up.

"Buzz!"

The steel knife passed through the side of the neck. The cold wind around the tip of the knife swirled, leaving a bloody streak on the neck. With a clang, the steel knife slipped from the air and eventually landed on the ground.

"Whew!"

Fuzhi's father reached out and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. The secret passage was so dangerous that he was almost killed.

He looked up and saw Wang Xu with a playful smile on his face, and he picked up a steel knife in his hand, making a motion to shoot the steel knife at him.

See here. He hurriedly jumped and dodged, trying to dodge the steel knife shot by Wang Xu. However, when he stopped, he saw that Wang Xu only made a feint and did not throw the steel knife. He was not slapped like Xu Zhi, but he felt that his face was hot, as if he had been slapped by Wang Xu.

He was furious and almost crazy, but the situation was out of his control.

"Huh?! It hurts! ”

"Help, help!"

"Lord County Commander, I can't stop it. Unstoppable. ”

……

More than twenty soldiers brandished steel knives and could not stop Zhang Meng.

Two black-faced men, Zhang Meng held a hammer in each of his left and right hands and danced constantly, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

Zhang Meng's sledgehammer was domineering, and he smashed it out directly, relying on his innate divine power, he immediately smashed the soldiers who were blocking him out, fell to the ground and kept screaming; Or a sledgehammer poking out like lightning and stabbing the soldier's shoulder blades, arms, and large tuǐ. Badly wounded and incapacitated soldiers.

Zhang Meng's shot was very measured, and although he hit hard, he did not hurt his life.

The weapons of the soldiers in the courtyard could not be compared with Zhang Meng's. Martial arts are not as good as Zhang Meng, it can be said that he is restricted everywhere, and he can only be beaten passively.

In the courtyard, screams continued to sound, and more than 20 soldiers were cleaned up in the blink of an eye. Fuxu stood beside Fukangan and looked up. Clap loudly.

It's so exciting!

That's amazing!

Fu Xu looked at Zhang Meng's might, and there was a look of envy on his face. He has been weak and sickly since he was a child, and although he has a good body, his body can't bear it with all his strength. If you can't cure the stubborn disease on your body, there is no possibility of going to the battlefield, Fu Xu looked envious, but there was a lonely look on his face.

Seeing this, Fukangan sighed slightly in his heart.

He stretched out his hand and touched Fu Xu's head and said, "Xu'er rest assured, Daddy will definitely find a famous doctor to cure Xu'er's illness, and when the time comes, Xu'er will inherit Daddy's martial arts, and he will be able to gallop across the field and make contributions like the two uncles." Fukangan comforted Fuxu on his lips, but he was very uncomfortable in his heart.

If you can really find a famous doctor and treat Fuxu, it will not drag on for so many years.

"Lord, Zhang Meng is fortunate not to be dishonored!"

It didn't take long for Zhang Meng to finish off all the soldiers and return to Wang Xu to resume his life. Zhang Meng glanced at the soldiers lying on the ground screaming, his expression was not sad or happy. Defeating this group of soldiers who have no combat effectiveness, he has no sense of accomplishment, it is like an adult bullying a child who has just turned three, and it is not worth the excitement.

At this time, Fuzhi's father and son were panicked and uneasy. Looking around, there were all disabled soldiers everywhere, and this scene made the two of them tremble, and there was a look of horror on their faces.

"Zhi'er, let's go!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Fuzhi's father immediately prepared to slip away.

Seeing that the two wanted to slip away, Zhang Meng shouted: "You two, stop immediately, otherwise I will kill someone!" A loud shout was like a sudden thunderclap in the flat ground.

Zhang Meng's voice was very loud, and a voice as loud as a bell came into the ears of Fuzhi and his father, making the two of them shiver coldly. The two had seen Zhang Meng's power, and they had no doubt that Zhang Meng would burst out and kill people, so they had to stop obediently. Zhang Meng snorted coldly and rushed forward to block the gate of the courtyard to prevent the two of them from slipping out.

Suddenly, the way out was cut off, and there were enemies behind them, and the two became turtles in the urn.

After losing his support, Fuzhi's father calmed down.

He protected Fu Zhi behind him, tǐng straight xiōng chest, faced Wang Xu, and shouted: "I am an official of the imperial court, you not only wounded and disabled my soldiers, but also blocked my way, aren't you afraid that the imperial court will want and the army will chase and kill you?" ”

"Hahaha......"

Wang Xu didn't laugh, but Zhang Meng laughed.

Just kidding, the imperial court sent troops to hunt down Wang Xu, did Hu Ling dare? How is this possible?

Wang Xu sneered in his heart, put his hands behind his back, slowly walked to Fuzhi's Laozi, and said with a smile: "You are a small county order, and you know what national affairs." To tell you the truth, I'm not afraid of being chased by the court. Don't worry, your treatment is exactly the same as your son, you don't distinguish between public and white, reverse black and white, and I will teach you a lesson for you. ”

After finishing speaking, Wang Xu let out a low snort, lifted the strength of his whole body, and slapped it in the face.

"Smack!"

A crisp voice sounded, loud and shrill, piercing through the sky.

This slap is many times stronger than the power of Wang Xu's fan on Fuzhi's face. Due to Fuzhi's young age, only about twelve years old, Wang Xu reined in some strength and did not exert all his strength. But for Fuzhi's Lao Tzu, Wang Xu didn't spare the slightest hand, and slapped it out, and the power was huge. (To be continued.) )