Chapter 8 Raised eyebrows

The big yellow dog is Zhao Ping's pet dog, he can treat Qin Yiren and them to death, the big yellow dog has made a lot of efforts, smelling the smell of dog meat, where can Zhao Ping bear it? He is evil from the side of his heart, and anger starts from his heart, so he must settle accounts with Qin Yiren.

"My lord, maybe it wasn't Qin Yiren who did it?" The red-clothed officer knew the importance of the big yellow dog to Zhao Ping, and he left in anger, in case he killed Qin Yiren, it would be a big crime.

Zhao Guo kept Qin Yiren and did not kill him, not that Zhao Guo didn't want to kill, but he wanted to stay as a punching bag and let Pingyuanjun vent, if Zhao Ping killed Qin Yiren, he would definitely provoke Pingyuanjun's anger.

"Humph!" Zhao Ping snorted coldly, smiled gloomily, and said, "What if he didn't do it?" Even if he didn't do it, I will count it on him, and I will have to settle this account with him. ”

Zhao Ping tried every means to torture Qin Yiren, he had to do something if he had nothing to do, not to mention such a thing, how could he miss it?

"Let's go!" Zhao Ping was furious, rushed to Qin Yiren's hut, and kicked the door away.

"Who?" Qin Yiren's confused voice came from the room, Zhao Ping took a look, and saw Qin Yiren sleeping soundly, with a sleepy face, his eyes half-open and half-closed, looking at him.

"Qin Yiren, what you did was a good thing, you dared to kill my rhubarb, and you dared to eat his meat." Zhao Ping pointed his finger at Qin Yiren and scolded: "The tiger wolf Qin people don't have a good product, I can't spare you, I want you to die, I want you to die!" ”

"That's it? It's very fragrant. Qin Yiren stretched his waist, yawned, and said lazily: "Disturbing people's dreams will cost you your life." ”

Even if Qin Yiren doesn't recognize this matter, it's useless, don't say that he lost a dog, or he lost a dog hair, Zhao Ping also had to settle accounts with Qin Yiren.

"You...... Sure enough, you did it! Call me! Kill this tiger wolf Qin people. Zhao Ping originally had some doubts, whether the big yellow dog was killed by Qin Yiren, but he didn't expect Qin Yiren to admit it, this anger was like a raging flame, and it jumped straight up to three thousand feet, like a mad dog rushing towards Qin Yiren.

His hands were clenched into fists, too hard, the backs of his hands turned blue, and he looked at Qin Yiren angrily, looking like he was going to swallow Qin Yiren alive.

"Who dares to touch the child?" At that moment, a thunderous voice rang out.

I saw Meng Zhao jumping out of the house like a leopard, and there was a loud shout from afar, like thunder, very powerful, very terrifying.

Meng Zhao is a sharp soldier of the Qin army, who has slept in the pile of dead people, bathed in blood water, and cut off many heads, with a murderous aura and a fierce momentum. In the past, he couldn't eat, he was so hungry that he had no strength, and he couldn't release his momentum. Now, after a full meal of dog meat, with strength, as soon as this momentum is released, it is like a killing god.

"You ......" Zhao Ping saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but be frightened in his heart, and his body that rushed forward involuntarily stopped.

"Zhao Ping, you are so daring, you dare to be rude to your son!" Ma Gai and Fan Tong also jumped in, their eyes were round, their eyes were like knives and swords, and they looked at Zhao Ping, like a hunter looking at their prey.

Zhao Ping is just a small official, he can only bully and bully ordinary people, and Ma Gai Fan Tong, who is rolling on the battlefield, really doesn't take him seriously. In the eyes of Ma Gai and Fan Tong, Zhao Ping is just a flea, the kind that can be slapped to death with a slap.

Zhao Ping's momentum frustrated, he took a step back, and found himself at a disadvantage, this was too embarrassing, he watched Qin Yizhi count the load, when was he so inferior? When was he pressed by Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong, these weak guys?

"Come on, hit me, hit me hard!" Zhao Ping made a move and ordered the red-clothed officer to make a move.

"Tiger Wolf Qin Ren, die!" The red-clothed little official roared, rushed up like a tiger descending from the mountain, waved his fist, and fought against Meng Zhao and them.

"Good time!" Meng Zhao twisted his neck, let out a sound of bone joint rubbing, cheered, and waved his fist to meet him.

Although Meng Zhao has not practiced martial arts for three years, his skills have declined, and he is not as good as before, and it is not something that the red-clothed officer can resist, a punch smashed firmly on the nose of a red-clothed officer, and a crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and the red-clothed officer screamed: "My nose, my nose!" ”

The nosebleed for a long time, and it made a face full of flowers.

One of the red-clothed officials suffered a loss, and the other red-clothed officials didn't dare to hold up the big, lined up in a row, rushed up, and took care of each other, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong couldn't take advantage of them.

Although Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong are skilled, they haven't practiced martial arts for three years, no matter how good their skills are, how much combat power can they have?

Moreover, in the past three years, they have not had enough food and clothing, they have been tortured, and their bodies and bones have long been worse than before, and it is a miracle that they can survive, and their combat power is even lower.

If they had been in their heyday, any one of them would have been enough to crush these little red-clad officials. Now, it is the tiger who has fallen in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, and it is good to be undefeated.

"Childe, let's go." Hei Bo and Mo'er were awakened and hurried over, seeing that the situation was not in their favor, they wanted to protect Qin Yiren and escape.

However, to their surprise, they saw Qin Yiren pull off his robe, bundle it towards his waist, and rush towards Zhao Ping with a fist: "Zhao Ping, I said, I won't spare you." ”

"Humph!" Zhao Ping sneered, and didn't take Qin Yiren in his eyes at all. Others don't know Qin Yiren, he still doesn't understand Qin Yiren? It's just a son-in-law, he doesn't like to practice martial arts, he doesn't like to fight, and his skills are extremely poor, isn't this rushing up to death?

"Qin Yiren, die!" Zhao Ping shook his fist and was about to smash it into Qin Yiren's face.

Zhao Ping's fist was very large, like a vinegar bowl, while Qin Yiren's fist was very small, only the kind of bone without meat, and it was still light and fluttering, and at a glance, he knew that he had no strength. If the two of them are against each other, ten Qin Yiren are not opponents.

"Childe, no!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo'er were in a hurry, and hurriedly reminded loudly that they were about to rush to the rescue.

"Poof!"

To everyone's surprise, I saw Qin Yiren's mouth open, and the boss spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm at Zhao Ping.

Spit? The dignified king and grandson actually spit in a fight, this has to be said, and it doesn't make people laugh? Meng Zhao's face was hot.

If he was spit out, he would definitely become a laughing stock, and Zhao Ping had to let it. As soon as he turned his head, Qin Yiren had already rushed up quickly, lifted his right foot, and kicked it hard in Zhao Ping's crotch.

"Ahh An earth-shattering scream sounded, Zhao Ping's face turned blue, his nose and eyes were crowded, his face was distorted, he bent down in pain, and covered his crotch desperately.

"I want you to know why the flowers are so red!" Qin Yiren didn't have the slightest intention of being soft, and with a punch of his right hand, he smashed it firmly on the bridge of Zhao Ping's nose.

Although his punch was not very powerful, it failed to break Zhao Ping's nose bone, but it caused a long nosebleed, and Zhao Ping's face became a big face.

"Cymbals, cymbals, bells, dings, drums, gongs...... Ringing! Qin Yiren was even more cheerful, and his hands came to his ears and smashed on Zhao Ping's ears.

Zhao Ping only felt that his ears were ringing in unison, as if the gongs and drums were roaring in his ears, and the whole person was swaying and unstable on his feet.

"This ...... When did Childe be able to fight like this? ”

"Childe is a veteran of fighting, and this move is so familiar with it, it's just a little humble...... Obscene. ”

Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo'er saw it in their eyes and were shocked in their hearts. Not to mention anything else, just looking at Qin Yiren's skillful move, he knows that he is a veteran of fighting, and he fights a lot.

Not to mention, the place where he started was all the vital points of the human body, despicable and insignificant, and he picked up the ground that he couldn't hit.