Chapter 228: Ordinary Punishment

Munching on coarse bread and salted dried vegetables, Hui Gang knew that the situation of Fleet's family was indeed very poor. However, for him who is accustomed to vegetarianism, these are still sweet and delicious.

Suddenly, there was a beckoning from inside, asking him to go over and get something, and the monk clapped his hands lightly, smiled and walked in. The old baron came out with a barrel to fetch water. As soon as I came out, I saw several barbarians standing in front of my store.

Although the dress is the style of the clerk, the fierce and vicious appearance has the temperament of the bandit. It's like it's a sign on the faces of these people that I'm a bad guy.

The leader was the guy who followed Salson, looking at the simple clothes on the person who came in front of him, the old baron had no luxurious habits at all, and he was not good at face. Since the family is ruined, and they don't pay attention to so many voids, since they have already come out to clean the shop by themselves, there is nothing to put on an aristocratic style.

But the fellow naturally didn't see anything, and grabbed the old baron by the collar. Old Fleet was also an aristocrat though. But there was no basic martial arts training at all, and the honorary baron was just picked up.

"Where's your boss?"

The frightened old baron didn't know what was going on, and when the surrounding merchants saw it, they were silent. Some went back to their own houses, and some packed up the goods around them, and then hid aside to watch the excitement. There were also a few people there who were wondering if they could take down this shop later.

Old Fleet struggled there, his neck gasping a little with his tightened collar, and he said:

"Find....what's ..... he ..... about"

The guy who was used to being domineering suddenly became impatient, and casually threw the old man aside, and as soon as he let go, he felt that his eyes were dark, and he just felt that everything on his face was sunk into it.

"My face is broken, my face is broken. ”

The man on the ground screamed bitterly, and there was silence all around, and the old baron turned and trotted back to the shop. Everyone stared at the man rolling on the ground with wide eyes.

Monk Fangcai's punch could actually easily shatter this person's head, but killing people in public always has such and such troubles, so when he hit it, he used short strength in his hand. Although it does not hurt the flesh and bones, the pain nerves inside have been shattered.

That feeling was really worse than death, and it was extremely powerful punishment.

To Huigang's surprise, he showed this moment, and the few people who followed him didn't look scared, some removed the bracket of the wooden shed from the side, and some took out the dagger from their arms. Slowly, in order to come up, there was that bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

This kind of person, what kind of merchant house is there, he is basically a bandit in the mountains. The old baron's face was inexplicably sad and indignant, although he had not been hurt by the kind of encounter just now, but the feeling in his heart was very humiliating, and he felt the sadness that his family had fallen.

The monk would be afraid of this small role, he did not spread his agile body, and walked slowly step by step, those with improvised weapons were very experienced, the person with the long wooden stick was in the back, and the person with the dagger was in front.

Forming a small semicircle, he slowly leaned over. Carter's butler and his son, who were at the door of the store, wanted to come out to help, and they dared to do it when they saw such a situation.

After walking three steps, hearing a snap, Hui Gang stretched out his hand and grabbed a crossbow arrow that was flying rapidly, the monk looked down, it was actually a small steel arrow, a shop that bullied the market actually had such equipment, it was indeed a little strange.

As soon as Hui Gang looked down, several people over there felt that the opportunity had arrived, and rushed over. Although the Fleet family had seen his skills in front of their own house, they all screamed in horror when they saw such a scene. The monk didn't even look up, and with a wave of his hand, his slender white fingers gently stroked the daggers and sticks.

It was just a blink of an eye, and several people had already taken to the air. The huge wind hit them like a heavy hammer, and they didn't even make a sound, and where they were hit by the strong wind, their bones were shattered, and they fainted.

Across from the cloth shop in Fleet's house was a wholesale spice shop, and the stall outside had been smashed down by a few people who had passed out.

The monk glanced at the crossbow arrow in his hand and rubbed it gently. The steel arrow of stainless steel has turned into a steel ball, and on a street, with such a big momentum, naturally few people will not know it, and Salson over there has already known the news, and walked out of the store to watch the fight here.

It wasn't so much a fight as a one-sided beating by the blonde young man. By the time Salson walked out of the shop, he saw a mess. The fat man, who had been running rampant on this street for several years, was suddenly furious.

Hui Gang's eyebrows were raised, and he clearly felt that there were traces of vindictive spirit on Sarson, who was not far away.

Of course, this level of vindictiveness is like a mosquito in summer to him, and it is annoying at best.

Sarson, who wanted to rush over to do it, was swept away by the eyes of the monk not far away, and inexplicably felt that his eyes were spent, and his whole body instantly became cold, it was summer at this time, but at this time he seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, and it was cool and transparent.

An opponent who is not worth noting, the monk has already made a judgment on the big fat man. Looking at the frightened family members at the door of the shop, knowing that there was no need to stay here any longer, he gently asked the old Baron Fleet and said:

"Father, there are so many things going on today, let's go back. ”

The butler naturally couldn't ask for it, so he hurriedly packed up the carriage with the old baron, and Hui Gang stood at the door of the store to tidy up the ground that had just been messed up by the fight, that is, to catch the few men who had fainted and were rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, and threw them on the other side of the street.

"Walt, get in the car. ”

Listening to the old baron shouting to himself there, Hui Gang agreed, looked at the big fat man standing on the other side of the street, and flicked his fingers. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and if one had ever experienced war, one would know that this sound was very similar to the heavy catapults used for siege during the Great Battle.

Sarson was startled when he heard this voice, and subconsciously looked towards the sky.

Naturally, there would be no such giant weapons in this hinterland city, and after a loud whistling sound, Sarson heard a soft thud on the side.

A small iron ball was embedded in the wall of the carriage, and Salson's magnificent carriage had always been parked in the street outside, in order to show off his wealth.

Could it be that the loud noise just now was just for the iron ball to hit the wall of the carriage, which was sandwiched with a thin iron sheet of hardwood, and what would be the use of smashing a small hole?

The monk over there didn't pay any attention to the movement here, and got into the carriage and drove away. The men and tents around Salson also saw the iron ball, all of them were a little inexplicable, and saw the monk get into the carriage and leave. Hurriedly ran over and a few people picked up their wounded.

Suddenly, the wagon shook violently, and even the iron rings underneath it were of no avail. The walls of the compartment made of hardwood and thin iron sheets cracked one by one, slowly crumbling down. The sound of clicking and clicking sounded little by little, and it was not huge, but it sounded slowly and regularly.

Everyone, including those who carried the wounded, watched in amazement, the whole carriage, the horse pulling the carriage had already taken the reins and placed them on the side, and all the components of the carriage, whether wood or metal, were slowly shattering under an invisible and inexplicable force.

There was a muffled "boom", and the entire carriage turned into a pile of debris, and the accessories, no matter what material they were, turned into splinters the size of fingernails.

Sarson stood there dumbfounded, motionless as he looked at the scene in front of him, and a fellow behind him said in a loud voice:

"Boss, tonight we're going to burn down their shop and cut down that little ...... of a bitch."

There was a loud "snap", an extremely loud slap, Sarson looked at a kind big fat man, unexpectedly, the power in his hand was so great, that guy was suddenly pumped away, fell to the ground and couldn't get up. As a result, the people around him were silent.

However, with a slight wave of his hand just now, those people even smashed their weapons, and their bodies flew far away, and the big fat man now could see that he was doing it with all his might. The gap is huge.

After a slap in the face, Salson finally ended his silence and shouted at those around him:

"What are you doing here in a daze, quickly carry these people to the pastor, and the business will be closed today!!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house, and the clerk in the back noticed that the back of the silk coat on their fat boss was already soaked, and there was a large dark water stain.

One of the 72 Shaolin stunts refers to Zen, and the Shaolin 72 stunts are 18 "collapse" words

The news of the Thieves' Guild finally spread to various places on this day, the two watchers on the side of the road who had just entered Matt City, the person who was seriously injured around Fleet's house at night, and the Salson who had a conflict with Huigang today.