Chapter 188: You're a piece of shit!

It happened so suddenly, the onlookers didn't know what was going on, they looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you.

The inexplicable face, a ghost-like expression, feels incredible.

"Is this true? He knocked the gringo into the air? And he also made the other party bleed, just his thin body, it's incredible. A middle-aged fat man with a big belly, wearing a small round hat and dressed as an old landlord, hummed and said.

He felt dazzled, it was incredible.

Got blood?

This is a very dirty word, which makes people think about it, and then look at the bleeding at the base of Booth's thigh, which makes people feel a little weird, and I can't help but clamp my legs, for fear that I will also bleed underneath.

Everyone talked about it, swept away the previous fear of gringos, and at the same time had some sympathy and worry for the coachman Zhang Tie, this young man was finished, and he dared to fight gringos.

"Xiao Tiezi, you should run away quickly, otherwise your life will be over after you eat the lawsuit!" Brother Zhang's face turned pale, and when he saw that his friend's son Zhang Tie had beaten up the Englishman Booth, he was both worried and afraid, and at the same time hurriedly came over to persuade Zhang Tie to flee quickly and find a place to hide first.

"Brother Zhang, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, what are you going to do? You still have a wife and children to support at home, and I can't leave you alone to run for my life. Zhang Tie resolutely refused to leave.

Brother Zhang, the coachman, looked anxious and wanted to say something, but his voice was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"Oh Sitfark squid, damn yellow-skinned monkey, don't even think about running away, I'm going to break you into ten thousand pieces, and you'll all have to die!"

Brit Booth's voice was very high-pitched.

Poof!

As soon as he finished speaking, blood splashed in the palm of his hand, and he didn't have time to scream, and he was already pierced by an unknown object.

A strange scene, no one could see who shot through his palm.

Yes!

He screamed miserably, and rolled on the ground with his bleeding palms in his hands.

The right leg and left hand were pierced, and the screams were a little oozing.

At the moment when everyone was in an uproar and a little panicked, a gray-white figure slowly walked out of the crowd and walked in the direction of Briton Booth.

"What does this little Taoist want to do?" Some people were shocked, and they felt a little inexplicable when they saw a young Taoist priest walking towards Booth step by step.

Booth was wounded, wailing and rolling on the ground, and no one knew what was going on with him.

"Damn it, Yellow-skinned Soldier, come and save me," Booth howled as he struggled in pain.

"Bang!"

Yes!

However, in response, he was hit with a whip leg, kicking him the crotch of his pants, kicking him into the air and flying more than two meters high, moving sideways and smashing to the ground in the center of the stone arch bridge in the distance.

Boom!

Uh-huh!

Booth snorted and fell to the ground, and before the whole person had time to scold angrily, the figure flashed, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up.

Boom!

A heavy punch slammed into his eye.

Bang bang!

Two heavy punches landed on his stomach.

The clattering sound continued.

Seven or eight ribs were broken in an instant, and the British guy Booth spurted blood.

He shouted angrily and tried to scream, but he couldn't.

I wanted to scold angrily, but my mouth was spurting blood.

The bloody and brutal scene made the crowd watching from a distance exclaim.

"It's terrible, it's murderous, the little Taoist priest has killed someone." Some of the Brits, who were watching from a distance, couldn't help but scream when they saw Booth being beaten into such a miserable appearance.

They were shocked and angry, in their eyes, the Chinese yellow-skinned monkey, who was usually very lowly, actually beat their compatriots severely, this scene was really a little....

"This matter has nothing to do with you, so don't leave quickly!" Jiang Feng raised his head, and a pair of cold eyes swept towards Brother Zhang and Zhang Tie, the coachman who were standing in place.

The two were stunned for a moment, and then woke up, Zhang Tie hurriedly said: "Dao Chief, you are..."

"If you don't leave, you will inevitably have a lawsuit!" Jiang Feng didn't say anything more.

"Yellow-skinned monkey, it's useless, you're going to die, cough cough...."Brit Booth coughed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, he sneered three times, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth again.

Syllable!

"Admit that you are an English dog, and you can spare your life, or send you to your dear God."

Jiang Feng was domineering, knowing that there were no officers and soldiers chasing after him for the time being, and he didn't feel the slightest nervousness, so he slapped Booth directly in the face.

Half of his face was instantly swollen and embarrassed.

"Put.... Let me go...."Booth was finally scared, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, several teeth fell out of his mouth, he was silent, he didn't dare to say anything, there was a seeping killing intent hidden in his eyes, he dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and he looked at the Qing Dynasty people before, he wanted to be like a dog, and didn't dare to howl.

Otherwise, you will suffer, and life is worse than death!

"Admit loudly that you are an English dog, I will spare you from death!" That's what Jiang Feng is going to do, doesn't the British guy Booth call the Chinese people yellow-skinned monkeys?

So he had to make the English guy Booth understand that he admitted to being an English dog, and let him understand the pain.

"No," Booth struggled violently, roared hysterically!

Boom!

In response to him, Jiang Feng punched him hard, Jiang Feng didn't have the slightest nonsense, and directly punched him in the stomach, causing his face to convulse and almost throw up.

This was the result of Jiang Feng's control of his strength, and at the same time, he injected a trace of True Yuan into Booth's body, and the chaotic True Yuan raged wildly in Booth's body, destroying Booth's spirit.

"Spare me, I'm an English dog!" Booth wailed in pain, couldn't help the chill in his heart, and begged Jiang Feng for mercy.

The faces of the other gringos who were watching changed and came out to accuse him: "You are the scum of the empire on which the sun never sets..."

Poof!

However, before they could finish their next words, they screamed and fell to the ground with their heads in their hands and screamed in pain.

Jiang Feng casually popped out a few fingers, and his finger force Zhenyuan directly shaved off the scalps of the five onlookers who were watching through the air, blood splashed, and the severe pain made these gringos fall to the ground and roar wildly.

Booth gritted his teeth and admitted that he was an English dog, Jiang Feng said that he would not die, and at this time, even if Booth did not die, he was already crippled.

Facing the resentful look in the depths of Booth's eyes, Jiang Feng didn't pay any attention to it, glanced at him coldly, sneered, grabbed his collar, and walked towards the edge of the stone arch bridge.

"Huaxia monk, what do you want, you can't do this, you will be punished by God." Booth's face was pale, as if he had thought of what Jiang Feng would do next, and hurriedly said in a mocking manner.