"Looking for Death"

Zhang Xiaohu let out a low snort, grabbed the wrist of his beard, and with a slight force on his hand, the wrist bone clicked and shattered.

"Pain, pain, let go, let go"

The beard grinned, tears flowed out of his eyes, and he didn't dare to use his strength to regain his arm, so he could only cry out for mercy.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at it in disgust, and threw his arm away.

Originally, I looked at the vicious appearance, and I thought it was a bit of material, but I never thought that it was so unbearable, I couldn't stand the slightest pain, and I didn't know what the boss here liked about him.

"Poof"

Looking at the appearance of the beard holding his hands and shouting in pain, some people couldn't help laughing.

"Who's?

The beard was annoyed and angry, turned his head and glared at the crowd, a pair of small eyes emitted a fierce light, and where he saw it, he bowed his head and was speechless, very vicious.

"Brother Xiaohu, this person is such a waste, why are so many people afraid of him?" Xiang'er glared and felt strange.

Zhang Xiaohu shook his head, turned around and continued to set up a tent, "It's not him who is afraid, it's the people behind him"

Xiang'er's eyes were dripping and rolling, and she was worried that she couldn't get into trouble on the table on this beard, and there was someone behind her? Xiang'er immediately put her mind on the beard.

was thinking about how to make the bad guy annoy Brother Xiaohu, the beard held back the pain, pulled out a sharp blade from his waist, and stabbed it silently.

"Ahh

The crowd of onlookers let out an exclamation, and Xiang'er secretly clapped her hands and applauded, dancing with excitement, and her little face turned red.

The person in front of him was unconscious, his beard and face flashed fiercely, and the sharp blade went straight into Zhang Xiaohu's waist.

"Dare to hit me, give me death"

The beard twisted his face, his right hand drooped down, and after the sharp blade in his left hand was stabbed, his wrist kept turning, which was intended to kill Zhang Xiaohu at once.

"Are you alright?"

Suddenly, a voice came from in front of him, the beard was stunned, and he slowly raised his head, but he saw the strong man who was stabbed by him, staring at him casually at this time.

As soon as his heart was cold, his back tightened, his beard suddenly screamed, the blade in his hand was lost, and he turned around and ran away with his head in his hands.

A palm poked out from behind, seemingly extremely slowly, but it hit the head of the beard at once.

The voice stopped abruptly, and the bearded head was slapped into the chest, and the headless body swayed forward and ran a few steps, falling to the ground with a thud.

"Gollum"

There was silence all around, there was the sound of swallowing saliva everywhere, and the beard of the king and hegemon in the valley didn't even block a move, and he died on the spot, and the head was beaten into the body, and not a drop of blood came out.

The little man stepped away from his short legs, ran forward on his feet, squatted there, poked his little fingers, and muttered with a grin, "Bad guy, bad guy"

"Alright, let's get to work"

Zhang Xiaohu said lightly, and then stopped looking at the corpse, the tent had been set up, and next, he had to work for three meals a day.

Xiang'er happily swept around her divine sense, didn't see any movement, and wrinkled her nose unhappily, and then followed Zhang Xiaohu.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed violently, the beard died, this is a big thing, who knows what kind of anger the fat tiger boss behind him will emit out, Mingzhe protects himself, and escapes far away one by one, a few of them take advantage of the lack of attention, sneakily retreat, and when they retreat far, they turn around and run away like flying.

Originally, Zhang Xiaohu planned to be a low-key person and go in quietly, but now that something is wrong, he doesn't plan to hide, the monster meat is boiled in a pot, and he wants to use the tangy aroma to lure the fat tiger out.

Zhang Xiaohu was busy building a stove and chopping wood, Xiang'er fetched water to wash the pot, the two of them did a very good job, originally Xiang'er could get clean water with a water balloon technique, and a fireball technique could boil the meat of demon beasts, but in that way, he became a high-ranking monk, and ordinary mortals were getting farther and farther away, Zhang Xiaohu still wanted to work hard to maintain the previous way of doing things, and did not ask for anything else, just to feel the atmosphere.

The old man who stopped them was surnamed Zhao, and the old man Zhao saw Zhang Xiaohu slapping his dead beard with one palm, not only was he not afraid, but he walked closer to them, and enthusiastically took out a big hug of wood, saving the two of them a lot of trouble, Zhang Xiaohu took it with a smile, and didn't say anything, this person is like this, anyway, for him, it just happened to return the favor of him just now for kindly pointing out the vacant land, and when he enters the abandoned land in the future, he can help again, and if he can't help, he can only blame his life.

The monster meat was put into the pot, and after a while, a tempting fragrance spread, Xiang'er deliberately boiled it for a while, and when everyone smelled the fragrance, she looked around with a smile and groaning, until Zhang Xiaohu, who understood her thoughts, glared at her helplessly, and this was the fire out.

"Sister Xiang'er, Sister Xiang'er, you're moving so slowly today."

Xiaobai was already greedy, holding the small bowl high, drooling and waiting for a long time, and said unhappily.

"This is, this is ......"

Old man Zhao took the bowl of demon beast meat handed over by Zhang Xiaohu with an excited face, and when he smelled it, the cells of his whole body trembled, his mouth trembled, and he couldn't speak.

"It's nothing, just a little meat soup," Zhang Xiaohu waved his hand and said with a smile.

Of course, no one here has ever eaten demon beast meat, but for him, this is just an ordinary ration, and it is really just a little meat soup.

The villain ate a lot, his face was all over it, the crowd who was hiding far away, attracted by the fragrance, slowly got closer and closer, forgetting the upcoming fat tiger boss, one by one kept swallowing saliva, and his eyes almost fell into the pot, if it weren't for the bearded headless corpse still on the road, he would have rushed up and grabbed it.

"That fat tiger is very strong?" Zhang Xiaohu asked lightly.

When Old Man Zhao heard this, he knew that Zhang Xiaohu had moved his mind, and hesitated for a moment and said, "There are a few bosses here, he is just one of them, not the strongest, but compared to us, he is still a lot more powerful."

"Oh, how many more?"

Zhang Xiaohu put down the dishes and chopsticks, groaned for a while and said, "Since you are not the strongest, I see that there are so many of you here, why don't any of you rise up to resist?"

Old man Zhao sighed, "They are all people from the god village, and they have long been accustomed to having people on their heads, it's not that they can't resist, it's just that they overthrew him, and no one oppressed them on their heads, they can't live this life."

Zhang Xiaohu was silent, he had been enslaved by the gods for a long time, and people were no longer like people, and they were already hopeless.

"Is this a rush to find a daddy?"

Xiang'er pursed her lips, if she didn't know the situation of the god village, she really couldn't believe what Old Man Zhao said.

Old man Zhao didn't speak, he lowered his head and drank the broth in the bowl, hiding the embarrassed look on his face, he couldn't accept that others took half of the harvest, but no one on his head was as uncomfortable, because he was also one of those people.

Xiang'er was about to say something, suddenly her eyes rolled, she lowered her head, and concentrated on dealing with the demon beast meat in her hand, the little white fox looked up suspiciously, wrinkled her nose and sniffed, there was no danger signal in the air, could it be that Xiang'er's sister's bowl was added, the little man leaned his little head over, and looked at the small bowl in Xiang'er's hand.

On the road, a string of heavy footsteps came, and Old Man Zhao lowered his head and held the bowl, and touched Zhang Xiaohu lightly silently.

Zhang Xiaohu nodded slightly, but he didn't raise his head, but he thought in his heart, this person is not coming quickly, the bearded corpse is cold, and he only came after eating this meal, could it be that the old nest is no longer in the valley?

"Who is it, give me a death"

Five or six big men gathered around the bearded corpse, and behind that, there stood a big fat man, fat and fat, so fat that his eyes could barely see.

Zhang Xiaohu raised his eyebrows and had a hint of interest, this monk tempered his body, which one is not strong, this person is so fat, I am afraid it is due to the cultivation of the exercises, I don't know, this fat meat is stored energy, or has a hand in defense.

Several people shouted a few times, but no one answered, so they turned their heads directly to Zhang Xiaohu's side.

The beard died, they didn't care, this person was obviously strong, and he couldn't toss for a dead man, but the fragrance that followed made a few people moved, and they couldn't hold it anymore, and they pretended to shout and kill it.

"Hey, this meat is good."

A big man stepped forward and sniffed intoxicated, stretched out his hand to take it, Xiang'er was already ready to move, and when he saw that someone had moved, he unceremoniously slapped it away, "Don't move, this is ours, do you want to rob?"

Zhang Xiaohu covered his face, he didn't have the face to see anyone again, he was afraid that the other party wouldn't do it, and he even said the robbery.

The big man was stunned for a moment, thought about it, straightened his chest, and shouted, "Robbery, hand over all the things on your body"

"If you don't pay, we just won't pay, what are you going to do?"

Xiang'er rolled her eyes, stepped forward and stood in front of the pot, Xiaobai next to her drank the last drop of broth, patted her little belly with satisfaction, raised her head to look at the two, blinked her eyes, and couldn't figure out if this was acting or what, why was it so lively today.

"If you don't hand it over, I'll pick up your skin and cook soup and drink it," the big man threatened.

A few people next to him pulled him away with a smile, "Stupid tiger is stupid tiger, how can such a beautiful chick cook soup and drink, why should she enjoy it and eat it?"

"That's it, it's okay to wait for a few brothers to have enough fun, and then there's no rush to eat."

"I said that this stupid tiger probably doesn't have this function, you see, my brother went first"

After some pushing, a big man walked out of the crowd, staring at Xiang'er with a pair of colored eyes, drooling, and his hand directly touched Xiang'er's little face.

"Looking for Death"

Xiang'er was furious, originally wanted to make some fun, but never thought about it, and suddenly put herself in, but became the object of everyone's teasing, coquettishly, pinched a law in his hand, pointed forward, the sky was clear, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, falling straight on the head of the big man.

The lightning flashed, and I saw that the big man's hair was straight, black smoke kept coming out of his body, his face was scorched, he stood in place and kept shaking, and half of his life was suddenly gone.

"Tiehu, what's wrong with you?"

A big man stretched out his hand to pull, and a few people next to him were not in a hurry, so panicked that they dodged and avoided it far away.

"Ah......h

The big man screamed at the remnants of the arc, but with his share, the iron tiger let go, and fell to the ground and convulsed.

"This demon girl knows how to demons, everyone be careful"

The big men shouted, one by one they drew out their blades, roared, and smashed down according to Xiang'er's head and face, and there was no trace of pity for the jade.