Looking at the staggering back of the iron pillar, the two villagers with blue noses and faces covered in mud said thank you to Gao Zhan, and then glanced at the inner room of the ancestral hall with complicated eyes, sighed and helped each other to walk towards the village.

Gao Zhan looked at the figures of the two people in the distance, shook his head and smiled bitterly, remembering the frightened Lu Ying, he quickly turned around and walked towards the main hall.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Ying standing at the door looking at him with a pale face, although the beautiful eyes that were so charming that they could drip water were now distracted from panic, but Gao Zhan's eyes had a kind of touching charm that I saw pity, especially her soft lips with a red surname were pursed because of the horror in her heart, which made Gao Zhan have an urge to kiss and appease.

"Sister Lu, it's okay." Gao Zhan tried his best to make his smile appear relaxed, showing sunshine, and walked to Lu Ying's side and comforted softly.

Lu Ying was stunned, his heart that was desperate suddenly improved, seeing Gao Zhan's eyes full of concern, many grievances came to his heart, and tears flowed down his face.

Seeing the tears flowing from her big moving eyes, Gao Zhan felt a heartache inexplicably, and in a moment of impulse, he couldn't help but give them another kick to the biaozi and the thin dog who were lying on the floor of the hall.

"You go quickly, there are ...... of them" Lu Ying obviously knew that Brother Qiang had fled to call more people to help, she was so helpless and looked up at the sky.

Gao Zhan looked at Lu Ying, who was completely sad and pitiful at this moment, and couldn't help but be fascinated by it, and forgot to answer for a while, just looked at her like a chicken, without saying a word.

Brother Qiang's speed of calling people was obviously beyond Lu Ying's expectations, and she wanted to persuade Gao Zhan to leave here again, but on the road leading to the village, a group of fifteen or sixteen black T-shirts had already appeared in the dark, hurrying towards the ancestral hall.

"It's over, it's too late, their people are here......" Lu Ying's attention was already pulled back from the sky by the chaotic footsteps coming from outside the ancestral hall, at this time she was obviously a little helpless to resign herself to fate, her tears no longer flowed, and her expression became dull.

Hearing her murmuring, Gao Zhan looked out.

At the forefront were two bald men who were not as tall as Biaozi, but whose physique was obviously stronger than him.

One of the big men had a scorpion tattoo tattooed on his bald head, lined with his leopard head, ringed eyes, and thick lips, which made him look particularly hideous.

Another bald man with thick arms and legs, a black T-shirt that was tightly bounced by his bulging muscles, a horse face, and a hooked nose made it look like a ruthless character.

Glancing at the biaozi and the thin dog lying on the ground, Gao Zhan seemed to strengthen his confidence. Knowing that today's matter is no longer good, unless he can watch Lu Ying let the other party do the tricks, but how can he let this goddess-like existence in his heart be bullied in the slightest.

Tightening his clenched fists, Gao Zhan greeted the other party slightly nervously, and when he passed by Lu Ying's side, he glanced at her, reached out and gently patted her soft back shoulder, "Don't worry!" ”

Regardless of Lu Ying's reaction, Gao Zhan raised his feet and walked towards the ancestral hall compound.

"It's this kid, Biaozi and the little dog were injured by him!" Brother Qiang shouted in the hurried crowd.

The bald man with a scorpion tattooed on his head, after hearing Brother Qiang's cry, rushed directly towards Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan clenched his cheeks, clenched his fists, and rushed forward.

The bald man with the head tattoo scorpion waved a bakelite baton in his hand, and without saying a word, he smashed his head at Gao Zhan's head.

Gao Zhan's right foot kicked out like a stone fire, kicked on the opponent's right wrist quickly and accurately, kicked the baton in the opponent's hand away, and as soon as the right foot landed, the body turned sideways, and the left foot almost kicked the opponent's thigh at the same time as he turned around.

The bald man with the head tattoo scorpion couldn't stop the forward rush at all, and the two forces collided with each other, bursting out with the effect of one plus one being completely greater than two, just listening to this guy's scream, and before he finished the action of bending over and hugging his legs with one foot, Gao Zhan pressed his stamina and hit his right knee violently, and slammed into the opponent's face.

Gao Zhan's blow obviously did not stop there, his right foot did not wait for the ground and then kicked out, a heart-warming kick, firmly kicked in the opponent's heart, directly this short and strong man weighing no less than one hundred and sixty pounds kicked back more than two meters away, Fang fell to the ground heavily, holding his right knee on the ground for a while, and screaming and screaming in pain for a while.

Then, Gao Zhan's opponent was not the only bald man with a scorpion tattoo, another hook-nosed man attacked from the left side when Gao Zhan's right foot kicked the opponent's heart, and a heavy punch hit Gao Zhan's right cheek, causing Gao Zhan to stagger back and retreat several steps.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Gao Zhan's tightly pursed mouth, Gao Zhan didn't bother to raise his hand to wipe it, after standing firm, his body leaned to the right, and let the eagle-nosed man come out of the left hand fist in a row, and his left foot kicked on the outside of the opponent's right leg fiercely.

This guy obviously has taken precautions against Gao Zhan's feet, and at the moment when Gao Zhan's right heel just touched his calf, he retreated suddenly, although he removed most of Gao Zhan's leg strength, but the remaining strength still made the big man's body shake, and his hand rubbed his thigh violently.

At this time, the team called by Brother Qiang had already entered the ancestral hall compound, and Gao Zhan kicked the bald man with a scorpion tattoo to the ground with three feet and two feet, so that these people could see it clearly.

"Weibiao, are you sure?" The middle-aged man with a national character face asked in a deep voice.

"No problem, Brother Xiong!" The eagle-nosed bald man stared at Gao Zhan with triangular eyes, stopped rubbing his thighs, and slowly straightened up with his half-bent waist, slowly pressing towards Gao Zhan.

Gao Xian is just looking for a good fight, and the actual combat proves that the random kicking method that he insisted on practicing when he was in junior high school still works, regardless of the strength of the other party. His feet were firmly on the ground, and his steady steps had the momentum of stepping on the granite ground with every step.

Wei Biao had obviously practiced boxing or sanda, and he flexibly changed the footwork under his feet, with his left fist in front and his right fist behind, and he couldn't stop wandering around Gao Zhan.

The other party didn't make a move, and Gao Zhan was not in a hurry to kick out, he remembered that Tie Zhu had already gone to the village to call people, and the longer the time dragged on, the more beneficial it would be for him.

lowered his head slightly, his steps couldn't help changing direction, staring coldly at Wei Biao's constantly changing movements, and Gao Zhan raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

When he turned to the gate of the main hall of the ancestral hall, he saw Lu Ying's beautiful eyes that should have been full of charm and coldness, but now they became so gloomy and sad, and the beautiful face created like a meticulous carving was already pale at this time, but her biting lower lip showed that she was indescribably strong.

Gao Zhan only felt a heartache that didn't come to his heart, followed by a nameless fire.

"Miscellaneous, scum, come on! Do it! Gao Zhan pounded his chest with his fists, his eyes slowly turned red, and Chao Weibiao shouted angrily.

As if angered by Gao Zhan's arrogant provocation, Wei Biao rushed towards Gao Zhan frantically, and with the full speed forward, Wei Biao's left fist roared out and smashed towards Gao Zhan's face.

As if enraged by Gao Zhan's arrogant provocation, Wei Biao suddenly rushed forward and smashed his left fist into Gao Zhan's face.

Gao Zhan did not retreat but advanced, and kicked with his right foot, kicking Wei Biao's left wrist with incredible precision, so that his left arm, which had exhausted his strength, was kicked into the air before he could touch Gao Zhan's face. The right fist that was ready to attack also made Weibiao not know how to attack this punch because of this change.

He was stunned, how could Gao Zhan miss the opportunity, his right foot landed, his body rotated sideways, and with the help of the power of the waist twist, his left foot burst out like lightning, and when the opponent's heavy fist was only half a foot away from the bridge of his nose, he slammed firmly on Wei Biao's lower abdomen.

Weibiao's body, which weighed nearly 180 pounds, was kicked by this kick and fell back nearly two meters away, and he could no longer support it, and he fell down!

Seeing this, Brother Xiong's eyes flashed with murder, "guy! "This kid has brought down all four of his best fighters, and it will be difficult for the immobile guy to end up.

A cold light flashed, fanning the fifteen black T-shirts that were stretched out, including Brother Huangmaoqiang, all of whom pulled out the cold and shining watermelon knives from their backs.

Seeing that these guys rushed towards Gao Zhan with their knives, Lu Ying suddenly came from the door, stretched out his hands in front of Gao Zhan, and screamed: "Gao Zhan, run!" ”

"Lu Ying, get out of the way, don't let them hurt you!" Gao Zhan pulled Lu Ying's wrist to his side, protecting her behind him.

"Leave me alone, you go!" Lu Ying tried to break away from Gao Zhan's big hand, and in a pull, Gao Zhan's right hand inadvertently touched her plump and firm breasts.

Gao Zhan took advantage of the situation and hugged her into his arms, and shouted categorically: "Don't think about it, I will never let them touch you!" ”

Lu Ying, who was held in the arms of the man, gave birth to a shy red tide that was completely different from the pale and bleak before.

For so many years, she had never been touched by any man, not because she didn't want to, but because no one dared to get close to her, at this moment, she suddenly felt that the man's arms were really warm and firm, which gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

Maybe it was subconsciously, she couldn't help but reach out and hug Gao Zhan's waist, feeling that this man was her dependence.

Gao Zhan Junlang's sunny temperament is something she has never seen before, and it is very different from those young men in the village. He was handsome and tall, although he thought he was a little lustful before, but, what man who has seen her does not have this expression?

She clasped her hands tightly, and her plump and firm breasts were also squeezed and deformed by clinging to her high chest, and at this moment, she knew that only the man in front of her could protect her, and only the man in front of her would not be like those men in the village, who were afraid of her after knowing about her.

Maybe she has been wronged too much and experienced too many white eyes, and in the depths of her heart, she is actually very eager for a man to protect her regardless of the destiny of the so-called Hundred Tiger Fierce Star, she is no longer afraid of the sharp steel knife in the hands of those foreigners, perhaps, it is also a kind of happiness to die in the arms of this man!

Unconsciously, she held Gao Zhan's hands and pressed again, and pasted the pink noodles full of red tide on Gao Zhan's chest.

It's a pity that Gao Xian's mind is highly focused on how to deal with these hooligan ruffians with sharp blades, and he doesn't have the heart to distract himself from feeling the tenderness of Lu Ying's body, otherwise, he will definitely have to be stimulated to the point of nosebleeds.

"Scrap him!" Brother Xiong also had an extra sharp German-made mountain knife in his hand at this time, and took the lead in swinging the knife and rushing towards Gao Zhan.

"Phew!" A dull gunshot rang out suddenly. There was a burst of dust on the ground in front of Brother Xiong.

Brother Xiongsheng stopped, looked at the fine holes that covered the ground one step in front of him, and suddenly turned his head and looked back, and a chill rose in his heart

I saw a murderous beard holding a double-barreled shotgun with a barrel still smoking, and strode over with no less than forty middle-aged villagers, a double-barreled shotgun may not make Brother Xiong's heart cold, but the more than forty villagers each have a double-barreled shotgun, nearly fifty double-barreled shotguns, and hundreds of black holes are all aimed at Brother Xiong's group, which is a bit terrifying.

"A group of dog mongrels, you guys are still against the sky, dare to go to Baijia Village to make trouble, Lao Tzu is tired of seeing you all fucking live!" The bearded leopard with a full beard had evil in his eyes, and he came over and put the muzzle of the gun on Brother Xiong's head, and said gloomily: "Throw the knife to Lao Tzu with a fucking shot, otherwise Lao Tzu will shoot him!" ”

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