Chapter Twenty-Seven: Returning Home
Even without the protection of dragon scales, Yasin is still a warrior with a height of nearly two meters.
This is the physical growth under the influence of dragon blood, if dragons are already god-like beings in the eyes of the people, then dragon blood knights are demigods.
Yasen was relieved from the pain of the dragon scales peeling, and when he saw that Zhao Chen actually posed to him as if he wanted to fight in close combat, he directly sneered and rushed towards Zhao Chen and then swung his fist.
However, the loss of dragon blood also means that his ability to resist blows and strength have returned to the level of normal humans.
What this means... Zhao Chen's fist was enough to shatter his bones!
Yasen's punch was dodged by Zhao Chen's sideways, and at this moment, Zhao Chen's punch hit Yasen's left ribs...
The Great Xia man's fist was more ferocious than Yasin had imagined, and the nerve-filled position of the rib muscles was hit hard, and the pain in the heart entered Yasen's consciousness.
But it was far from over, Zhao Chen took this opportunity to go around Yasen's side, and directly stepped heavily on Yasen's calf from behind.
This step made Yasen's huge body lose its balance, and the moment he knelt on one leg and fell to the ground, Zhao Chen aimed at the back of Yasen's neck and shook his arm, elbow, one of the hardest weapons of mankind, was slammed into the back of Yasen's neck by Zhao Chen.
The huge force directly slammed Yasen's huge body to the ground, and Yasen's nose also hit the ground covered in blood and silt.
This was supposed to be the best time to pursue, but Zhao Chen chose to stop, looking at Yasen who was slowly getting up from the ground with an expressionless face.
"You know what? The people of Bactria who came here... Many of them were sold by their own people! ”
The moment Yasen got up from the ground, he rushed straight towards Zhao Chen, hugged Zhao Chen by the waist and slammed into the wall behind him.
"Do you really think that we are the only ones who treat these Great Xia people as domestic animals? You... Your top... The emperor to whom you are loyal also treats them like domestic animals! ”
"We're not fighting for an emperor!"
Zhao Chen tried to break free from the shackles of this dragon-blooded knight, but without the power of dragon's blood, the strength of his physical body was still not to be underestimated.
As Yasen's strength increased, a sense of suffocation poured into Zhao Chen's mind from Zhao Chen's chest.
"And who else can you be loyal to?"
Only then did Yasen notice that the flag on Zhao Chen's shoulder was a red five-star red flag, not the Yellow Dragon Banner of Great Xia.
"The people..."
The moment Zhao Chen shouted these two words again, he used all his strength to hit his forehead on Yasen's head, which caused blood to overflow from both Zhao Chen and Yasen's foreheads.
And Zhao Chen took advantage of Yasen's dizziness in an instant, broke free from the shackles of Yasen's hands, grabbed his head with his hands, and then slammed his knee into his forehead.
Because of the height gap, Zhao Chen needed to jump up lightly to complete the blow, but it didn't matter, Yasen really underestimated the power that erupted in the body of this Great Xia man.
The knee sent Yasen a step back, but he quickly roared and rushed at Zhao Chen, who showed no mercy this time.
Yasen's several punches were blocked by Zhao Chen after unloading, and after Zhao Chen brushed Yasen's jab with his arm, he grabbed Yasen's swinging arm and used it to force in the opposite direction.
The bones without the protection of dragon blood were no different from the strength of ordinary humans, and the crisp cracking sound resounded throughout the underground prison, along with Yasen's wail.
Zhao Chen seized the opportunity to trip Yasen, grabbing Yasen's throat as his massive body fell backwards, slamming the back of his head to the ground.
Yasen fell to the ground like this, covering his arms and groaning, Zhao Chen still did not pursue, he stared at the dragon blood knight lying on the ground and whispered...
"I know you can still move, stand up..."
"The people? Do you think the current Great Xia has ever cared? ”
"I'm afraid... No. ”
Zhao Chen looked at the group of dead souls in the underground prison, if he was a general in Great Xia now, he would not have the face to meet these innocent and dead compatriots.
"Then what's the point of what you're saying!" Yasen got up again and rushed towards Zhao Chen, and he found a knife on the ground for execution.
Zhao Chen, who had expected it, pulled out the field dagger placed on his leg, aimed at Yasen's wrist and threw it.
The field dagger spun several times in mid-air, and the blade of the blade sliced through the muscles of Yasen's wrist that were not protected by dragon scales.
Zhao Chen took this opportunity to slam the dragon-blooded knight to the ground again.
"So Great Xia is dead." Zhao Chen looked at Yasen, who fell to the ground again, kicked away the two daggers on the ground with his foot, and continued to stare at him, "You... and the organization behind you will die with it. ”
"Do you think there's only one Fallot Republic behind the Skinning Gang? Great Xia people..."
"They won't live long, either."
Zhao Chen came behind Ya Sen, directly grabbed his neck with his hand, and then began to twist in the opposite direction with force.
The Peeling Gang is not alone in the Republic of Falot, according to the information that Hua asked from the mouths of those prisoners of war, there are similar organizations in other countries on the European continent and even in some small countries.
They are also related to each other, and they are more or less supported by the countries where they belong.
After all... Relying on the lives of captives of other countries in exchange for such a 'cheap' deal as national strength is not many countries will refuse.
This kind of behavior, which is close to imperialism and hegemonism, if the previous Great Xia could only let them do whatever they wanted, land and human lives would be commodities that could be divided at will in their eyes.
Now Huaguo is here... Countries that dare to commit such imperialist acts will inevitably be dealt a head-on blow!
Yasen was grabbed by Zhao Chen's neck and tried his best to struggle, but Zhao Chen also exerted all the strength in his body, twisting the neck of this dragon blood knight towards an abnormal angle little by little.
In the end, this brutal wrestling could only end with Yasen feeling his neck completely broken in despair.
With a crisp sound, Yasen's sturdy body fell completely into the mud of the underground prison.
Zhao Chen also used all his strength, sat on the ground and couldn't move for a while.
And the ghosts who died in the underground prison at this moment all crawled onto Zhao Chen's body with a wail.
These resentful souls composed of scarlet mud, when they touched Zhao Chen's skin, Zhao Chen could feel a tingling pain.
But Zhao Chen didn't avoid them, he just stretched out his hand and put it on the forehead of one of the resentful spirits.
"From now on... No one... I can bully you anymore. ”
Zhao Chen whispered, the resentful soul seemed to understand Zhao Chen's words, and his voice gradually turned into a whimper.
"I'll take you home right away... You'll love the look of your new home, but it's a pity that some of the seniors... Never to be seen. ”
Zhao Chen looked up a little weakly when he said this, the suffering that once befell this nation would never be repeated in this world.
"Senior brother?"
At this time, Tu Xingchuan's voice came from the depths of the underground prison, and Zhao Chen listened to this voice and got up and walked towards the depths of the prison.
Soon I saw the unlucky child Tu Xingchuan who was locked in the cage, and Linghua...
Tu Xingchuan was originally very happy to see his senior brother, but now Zhao Chen's body was covered in blood, and his expression was solemn and murderous.
In addition, Tu Xingchuan felt that he should have made a mistake, he should not be caught by the Skinning Gang so recklessly.
Zhao Chen found the key near the prison, it should be that the Skinning Gang withdrew too hurriedly to take it away, and then opened the cage where Tu Xingchuan and Linghua were imprisoned.
Tu Xingchuan looked at the senior brother covered in blood, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Linghua looked at the dangerous man like a fried kitten.
Zhao Chen walked towards the two stupid children without saying a word, and then hugged them...
"Well done!"
Zhao Chen's sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the ears of Tu Xingchuan and Linghua.
This one sentence must have trumped many words of comfort...
Soon after, the rescue team also arrived in the underground prison, and Tu Xingchuan and Linghua were wrapped in a blanket and sent out.
This kind of scene of being protected by the rescue force made the two feel a feeling that they had not felt for a long time... Peace of mind.
I can finally go home and get a good night's sleep.