"I've only met you once," Guan Kuan said, frowning, "but I've met your father seven or eight times. ”

"What kind of person is your father, I know very well, his son is in trouble and beaten, he is too lazy to care, as for your own revenge on me, then ask the fist in my hand now!"

"Now, I'll give you a kick first!"

Feeling Guan Kuo's will, Zuo Jing's face turned pale, he never imagined that Guan Kuo's hands and feet would be so unreasonable, maybe he didn't have a deep understanding of Guan Kuo's personality at all, Guan Kuo has always been like this, Guan Kuo rarely beats people, the main reason is that there are not many people who dare to provoke him at the beginning, and as long as others don't provoke him in front of him, he doesn't know it, so Zuo Jing doesn't know that Guan Kuo will beat people, and when he beats people, he will be like this and this attitude.

At the beginning, in the camp tent, it was useless to greet Guan Kuo's unreasonable fist, and in the Chang'an Prison earlier, the jailer also greeted him, and today, it is Zuo Shock.

He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Guan Kuo did what he said and kicked out.

"Wow-"

Just because of his unreasonable kick, there was an uproar around, Zuo Jing's identity has spread far and wide because of the propaganda of Ai Long and others just now, and hundreds of people all know that Zuo Jing is the third son of the Auxiliary General's Mansion, but Guan Kuo doesn't give face like this, and he doesn't think much about it!

The most important thing is that the scene changed too quickly, obviously Zuo screamed that so many people were beating Guan Kuo, but before everyone could figure it out, it suddenly became Guan Kuo beating Zuo Kuo, and it happened!

Ai Long and the others watched Guan Kuo kick out violently, wanting to shout something, but they had already lost their voices.

Before anyone arrives, the strong wind arrives first.

Zuo Jing's sparse and floppy hair fluttered messily, like a messy reed on a shoal.

A sharp pain spread from his waist to his whole body, and his face became distorted and deformed by the indescribable pain, and he couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Uh-"

At the same time, his body seemed to be light at first, then heavy, and fell down rapidly, and the cold wind cooled his ass, making him shiver.

"Bang!"

A dull voice came out, and his body made a solid contact with the ground, and the unbearable pain almost soaked his entire body in it, and he curled up in a ball, almost unbelievable that there was such a strong pain in the world. He is the third son of Zuofu, no one has ever dared to do this to him, although he has fought, but he has basically not killed anyone, made meritorious contributions, he was supported by the Northern Tang Iron Cavalry, over the years, he has suffered a total of only seven or eight injuries, and they are all insignificant minor injuries, and the pain cannot be compared with this time.

The waist that was kicked by Guan Kuo and the butt that was smashed to the ground, he covered it with both hands, and he was so painful that he let out a white breath...... Everything, but when the most painful process passed, he still thought about these things.

"Guan Kuo, I'll kill that horse!"

He gasped and reclined on the ground, staring at Guan Kuo with resentful eyes, he tried to convince Guan Kuo that if Guan Kuo still chose to continue, he would definitely do so without hesitation.

The footsteps came from far and near, Guan Kuo slowly came to his side, looked down at his face, then bared his teeth, touched his ribs, and then all over his body, and in the end, Guan Kuo had to admit that just now with that kick, he had pain all over his body.

Guan Kuo slowly squatted down.

His face was close to Zuo Zhen's face that was dark on the surface but was actually afraid of nervousness.

"You have to believe that if you do that, I'll kill you." He spoke in a calm tone, but it was able to send chills down the bone.

"I don't believe it." Zuo Jing bit his lower lip with his teeth and said.

"You may really dare to hit me, but you don't dare to kill me, you really don't dare." The pain had gradually subsided, and Zuo's frightened eyes condensed again, and he stared into Guan Kuo's eyes, trying to see something that made him confident.

"Xue Zhao's guy knows very well," Guan Kuo said, "I even dared to kill Li Xiyun's girl, that time, I put a dagger against her snow-white neck, cutting her skin, bright red blood, and it flowed loudly." ”

Zuo Jing looked at Guan Kuo's expression, especially the hidden things in his eyes, and tasted a very huge crisis from that sentence, so his whole body trembled, and he shouted almost hoarsely: "Crazy! You're not a fool, you're simply a madman! You crazy guy, you are so disrespectful to her, why does Her Royal Highness want to let you go!? ”

"That's because I respect myself, and I respect what deserves my respect." Tube wide positive color.

"Let go of no trace, let go of my brother, I said, otherwise, I will beat your father and mother to the point where you don't recognize it."

"Don't you think about it!" A trace of hideousness flashed on Zuo Jing's face, and he laughed fiercely in an instant, "You fight, you really don't dare to kill me, as long as you don't dare to kill me, after this, you will pay ten times the price!" ”

"Okay." Guan Kuo nodded and agreed very happily.

Zuo Jing was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that Guan Kuo would really not want to talk more nonsense.

He saw Guan Kuo raise his fist again.

"Fool of the government!" Liu Dagou's chest rose and fell, and his voice was like thunder, almost using up all of his middle qi.

"Fool of the government!" He repeated it again, aggravating his tone, "In the barracks, if you commit a crime, you will be punished heavily, and in the face of the beating and scolding of the commander, even if you are not convinced, you should choose to pursue responsibility in the future, rather than committing a crime like now." ”

The fist in Guan Kuo's hand paused, stared playfully at Zuo Jing's ordinary and featureless face, and asked with a smile: "Can't you see, you waste, you are still an officer?" ”

Zuo Jing stared at him coldly and did not speak.

"But!" Guan Kuo aggravated his tone, he glanced back at Liu Dagou, narrowed his eyes, and there was an endless cold glint flashing inside, "I said, scold me for being a fool behind my back, I will fart you and call me a fool in front of me, I will regard it as a provocation to me, and in the face of provocation, I will use my fists!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his whistling fist fell at the same time.

No one thought that he would say that he would really use his fist, and he was stunned for a while, as for Zuo Jing, he was not mentally prepared at all, he was punched in the face, and let out a miserable howl like killing a pig, and the blood in his nose gushed out.

(End of chapter)