Zhang Baiyi can be said to have made a bloody investment to win over the Cold War, of course, for Zhang Baiyi, who has no concept of money, these are just trivial matters.

Zhang Ergou also staggered after him drunkenly, and when he heard Zhang Baiyi's words, he stumbled and almost fell.

I have been serving you for ten years, and I only pay 50 yuan a month.

Alas, people are more popular than dead people,

Zhang Ergou was silently crying in his heart,

The expression of the cold war did not fluctuate much, as if these were taken for granted,

"You're finally here, let's wait for a long time,"

Just when Zhang Baiyi was talking about treatment with Leng Zhan, a man with a stick in front of him said coldly,

Zhang Baiyi and the three of them looked up in the direction of the sound,

Ooh--~

Zhang Baiyi was suddenly startled, only to see that the narrow alley in front of him was bustling with people, there were as many as thirty people, and each of them was carrying a stick in his hand.

Look at the posture is to be beaten in a group,

It was none other than Ye Qing who was fighting for the room with him, Wen Pingsong and Bei Xunzhu were standing beside him, and the three of them each carried a stick in their hands.

When Zhang Baiyi saw the appearance of the three leading people, he suddenly felt that the situation was not good, his head buzzed--~, most of the wine woke up, and the cold sweat had soaked his back.

What to do? Be calm, be calm,

Zhang Baiyi glanced up at the cold war,

I don't know if the Cold War can be dealt with alone,

There were more than 30 people on the other side, and they all had weapons in their hands.

As if he hadn't seen the situation clearly, Leng Zhan looked at Zhang Baiyi drunkenly and asked, "Why are there so many people all of a sudden, your friend?" ”

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Zhang Baiyi calmly took a step forward and said loudly: "Brother Ye, let's ......"

"Call me ......"

Before Zhang Baiyi finished speaking, Ye Qing gave an order, and the evil slaves behind him rushed towards Zhang Baiyi and the others like hungry dogs looking at meat.

It's over, it seems that this time it's a catastrophe,

Just when Zhang Baiyi was at a loss, a voice came from behind him that made Young Master Zhang see hope,

"Since I promised to teach you in the academy, I have to show you what I can do, and you can stand back,"

As soon as the words of the cold war fell, people had already rushed out like arrows off the string.

The figure of the cold war brought a gust of wind and raised Zhang Baiyi's long hair,

Isn't he drunk?

How can you still be so vigorous,

The Cold War did drink a lot of alcohol, but for him alcohol happened to be a stimulant,

When he rushed to the front of the evil slave, his feet spun, and his body knocked the evil slave up like a tumbler, and his body was not yet stable, his left hand reached out, grabbed the collar of a slave, and his right hand shook his hand into a fist, and a punch hit the shoulder of the evil slave, knocking the person away, only to hear the sound of 'click--click--~', the left arm of the slave was actually discounted,

The speed did not decrease, and I saw another person rushing towards the baton, and Leng Zhan grabbed his right hand, and took it forward, kicking the man to the lower abdomen, and kicked the man diagonally and flew out.

On the ground with one hand, his feet flew up and kicked on the heads of the two family members who ushered in, and the two of them flew into the walls on both sides at the same time and couldn't get up for a long time.

A house slave looks at the bears and sweeps the cold hand with a stick,

said that it was too late, and then quickly, the left hand of the cold war holding the ground exerted his strength, his body twisted, and he flew up in the air, and when he fell, he stepped on the face of the person who sneaked up on him, and immediately trampled the person on the ground and fainted.

Seeing that the cold war was so brave, the house slaves didn't dare to move forward for a while, and looked at the cold war with sticks in their hands.

The wind blows, and the leaves are rolled up all over the sky. The cold air hits people, and the whole alley is full of desolation and murder.

Seeing that the Cold War was so brave, Zhang Baiyi's hanging heart slowly relaxed, it seems that his vision is still good,

Zhang Ergou also got up from the ground and stood in the distance looking at the battle situation in the alley.

The house slave didn't dare to approach, but someone was red-eyed,

Ye Qing kicked on the body of a minion and shouted: "****** give it to me, beat me to death, and I will be responsible for killing me,"

Ye Qing was crazy, he didn't expect a person named Huazi to be so tricky, he was usually arrogant and domineering, when was he bullied to the head,

This time he was bullied by three subordinates, what kind of face did he have when it was passed out,

After receiving the master's order, a group of house slaves gritted their teeth and rushed forward again,

Cold War Lightning grabbed the wrist of the club and pulled it violently, and actually tore off the man's arm.

At the same time, he flew backwards and kicked on the chest of another evil slave, his body just stood firm and narrowly avoided the smashed club, and a slave standing behind Leng Zhan saw the opportunity and pounced on his body to hug Leng Zhan's body, Leng Zhan's body turned, and his elbow struck back, which happened to be only on the bridge of the man's nose, causing blood to burst out, and his nose was crooked in half,

Another slave swept the cold war with a stick,

Leng Zhan leaned slightly, dodging the sweeping sticks, and let out a loud shout, like a thunderclap in mid-air, and his right fist struck out at the man. He was a burly man, a head taller than the man, and the punch was about to go out, right in front of him. The house slave was afraid of him, and when he heard this shout like thunder, he was even more frightened. The cold war came so fast,

Palm strike, oblique split, punching, although there is a sequence, but the three moves are applied one after another, as fast as lightning, the three house slaves are about to parry, the fist power has reached the face door, and the three of them have not fainted......

After the cold war stunned the three of them, he rushed towards the other house slave at a faster speed, and the moment the other party raised his club, he flashed in front of him and slammed the opponent's door with a punch. The moment his fist was swung out, an extremely sharp sound sounded in the air.

The house slave raised his hand, but he was too slow to stop. The man was so hard hit by the blow that his body flew upside down at once. Crashed into the wooden cart that had been parked in the alley for an unknown amount of time, smashed the wooden bar, smashed the plank of the cart, but the castration of the body did not stop at all, like the urgency of a cannonball in a red cannon, and flew straight forward for dozens of meters before it could stop. The man also lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or fainting......

Where the Cold War passed, there were scattered pieces, some fell to the ground motionless, some held a certain part of the body and fell to the ground moaning,

Young Master Zhang and Zhang Ergou saw that the situation was inclined to their side, and their courage gradually increased.

Walked to the end of the group of house slaves and picked up a stick, and watched the house slaves who could still move hit them on the head.

"Damn, let you block Lao Tzu,"

"Let you scare me with sticks"

As he spoke, he slammed the moaning house slave's head,

There was silence behind Young Master Zhang, and there was a little moaning suddenly,

Some of the house slaves who fell to the ground looked at the young master Zhang who was walking towards them like a star,

Some house slaves who thought they were very smart simply pretended to faint,

But he still did not escape the fate of being knocked by Young Master Zhang.

This man is too unkind,

The fallen family members are desperate,

The Cold War martial arts are very strong, so strong that Zhang Baiyi and the two have ended the fight before they finish beating the stick.

At this time, Ye Qing and the three of them were already frightened, and more than thirty people were all beaten down by a beggar.

This man is simply a killer,

Ye Qing sat on the ground limply, already stunned,

Wen Pingsong and Bei Xunzhu didn't care about the decency of any scholars at this time, knelt on the ground and cried loudly for mercy,

I don't have any scruples about those family members starting the Cold War, after all, they are just some minions,

But the three people in front of him are all scholars, it seems that the three of them have some backgrounds, since they have promised Zhang Baiyi to be a college teacher in his house, they naturally have to consider the consequences.

Leng Zhan turned to look at Zhang Baiyi, and asked Zhang Baiyi what he meant.

Zhang Baiyi knocked out the last house slave, came to Wen Pingsong and Bei Xunzhu, and slammed them on the back of the head.

The cries of the two suddenly stopped,

"It's a lot quieter now!" Young Master Zhang rubbed his somewhat sore arm and said,

"Yo, there's another one here," Young Master Zhang walked to Ye Qing's side,

Ye Qing reacted from his stupidity at this time, and begged for mercy with a crying voice: "Zhang Gongzi, the little one who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, just spare me, I won't dare to do it again in the future, I beg you, let ...... go"

"Bump--~", the sound of a stick hitting the head,

Ye Qing's words suddenly stopped,

"You're so noisy...... I don't know if Young Master Ben likes to be quiet the most. Zhang Baiyi threw away the stick in his hand and walked out of the alley.