Chapter 7: There Are No Dead Bodies
In the dark, the lights were dim.
Zhang Shan walked under the pavilion, holding dozens of stones in his hands.
The internal force is concentrated, the fingers are shot out, and the people are killed when they see them.
No one is innocent here.
The stone broke through the air, pierced the skull, and pierced the heart and lungs.
There was no wail, and the stone was dead in the moment it entered the body.
The sound of "poof, poof" sounded intermittently, the sound was small, and no one heard it except Zhang Shan.
The courtyard is getting colder and quieter.
The chirping cicadas also seemed to notice the coldness and lost their voices.
The huge courtyard, except for the shining lights, gradually fell silent.
In the front yard, several tall and powerful men sat on the top, and one after another old beggars came in under the leadership of the thugs in the house to report the recent gains.
"You've been handing in a lot less money lately, what's the reason?" The scar-faced man at the top said, a huge centipede scar on his handsome and fair face was hideous and terrifying.
The old beggar's rickety body bent down again.
"Master Scar, there are fewer little beggars, a few starved to death, those men and girls are more sympathetic to the little beggars, and they are very stingy with us who are old."
Scarface was noncommittal, looking at the old beggar with a cold look in his eyes, "It's not winter yet, and the little beggar is starving to death so much?" ”
"Old dog, it's not for you to play to death!"
The old beggar trembled, trembled, was afraid in his heart, broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly knelt down and shouted that he didn't dare.
Scarface looked at it for a while, and the old beggar was about to cry, so he withdrew his gaze, touched his finger and said: "I know that you don't have the money to go to Mandeng Street, and the little beggar is white and tender, but that's the God of Wealth, and it's not easy to get it if you die." ”
"How many of you have died, I'll go to the backyard and get a few more."
"Next month, if there is one less copper coin in the regular money, you can make up for it with your head!"
Scarface said again: "Keep an eye on it again, see which family has lovely children, remember, find someone with no background, it's best to be from outside!" ”
With a wave of his hand, let the old beggar go out, in the whole Guanhu County, He is one of the largest number of flower shooters, and he has a lot of nests in his hands, but he doesn't waste too much time on one of them.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Scarface exclaimed, looking outside, his tone cold.
"Someone is uninvited!"
Everyone in the front yard looked over, the lights were flickering, and they couldn't see clearly.
Everyone was puzzled, and suddenly thought of something, and their spines were cold.
What about the other old beggars and guards waiting outside? Why is there no sound at all?
Two thugs who were guarding the hall reached out to see what was going on.
The strong wind whistled, and the heads of the two fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.
There were several bangs, and several people in the hall fell down in fright, like maggots crawling behind the tables and chairs, and looked out nervously.
Zhang Shan stepped on the blood and walked out of the darkness.
"You ......" Scarface was about to say something, Zhang Shan shook his palms violently, and nearly a hundred stones flew out like cannonballs.
Previously, he controlled the strength and slaughtered the thugs of the entire mansion, but now there is no need to collect it, the day after tomorrow, the fourfold power of the day after tomorrow exploded, and every stone was like a cannonball, blasting through the pillars, shattering the walls, and collapsing the roof.
More than a dozen people in the hall were killed in an instant, their heads were shattered, their torsos were shattered, and pieces of meat were scattered all over the ground.
Only three big men resisted the attack.
One of the weakest of them could not avoid the stones, so he had to slash his palms in a hurry to attack against each other.
The stones were shattered, and the palms of the hands were wasted.
In the next moment, Zhang Shan appeared in front of him, covered it with one palm, and shattered half of his head!
Grabbing the collapsed corpse, Zhang Shan threw it violently and threw it at Scarface.
The moment he saw their movements, Zhang Shan judged their strength and weakness, and Scarface was the strongest! Kill the others first!
The tattered and falling roofs and the splattering pieces of meat caused a complicated situation on the ground.
But Zhang Shan quickly interspersed among them, and after a few jumps, he approached another person.
This person was stronger, and he caught Zhang Shan's figure, although he was extremely frightened, he also reacted in time.
"Humph!" Jang Shan has no idea of wasting time.
Violently penetrated, the internal force surged, and one palm smashed the opponent's desperate palms, imprinted on the opponent's chest.
The fierce strength even the solid iron man has to be beaten to a depth of one centimeter, which is still the combat power of Zhang Shan's triple the day after tomorrow.
Now with a palm, the opponent's chest is completely dented, the ribs are broken, the internal organs are cracked, and the seven orifices bleed to death in an instant.
Turn around and kick the opponent in the head.
I want him to die without a body!
Zhang Shan's ears moved, his steps were light, and he left the place in an instant, and a broken arm broke through the air, and the broken bone pierced into the ground, which was exactly where Zhang Shan was standing before.
Scarface!
At Scarface's feet lay a corpse, with only half a head and an arm.
He cut off his arms for a gun!
"Whoever kills me, destroys my house, you are dead! I'm going to cut you to pieces and practice knives! ”
Qiang, the knife light is cold.
A long knife loomed in the candlelight.
Scarface kills Zhang Shan.
The knife is fast and invincible! Zhang Shan came to a conclusion and ran the Flying Bird Leap Technique with all his might, dodging in the sword light.
The acquired quadruple cultivation is deeper than him, looming, weird and swift fast knife, no less than the acquired mid-grade sword martial arts.
Once the fight, Zhang Shan figured out Scarface's strength.
Quick knife, Zhang Shan remembered the smooth and flat wound on the little beggar's foot.
I see, do you practice as a person?
Zhang Shan retreated abruptly and withdrew from the range of the Scarface Long Knife.
Scarface can't catch up with Zhang Shan at all.
Taking a long breath, Zhang Shan puffed up his internal strength, and scattered • Intercepting the river and breaking the waves!
The wind howled, and Scarface's swift figure was suddenly stopped, like a sharp wave, unable to move.
The broken wooden corpse slammed into Scarface with the wind, and he mustered up his internal strength, and the cold and vicious aura of the long knife exploded, fighting for a chance to move.
The light of the knife flashed, chopping up the debris.
Loose • Fierce! Loose • 100 cracks!
Zhang Shan was already one meter in front of Scarface, and the two scattered shots in unison, attacking Scarface.
At this time, Scarface had not completely recovered from the cut off river and sea, and he couldn't dodge.
Scarface simply didn't flash, and his eyes were full of fierce light.
Scarface tried his best, and all the internal force in his body poured into the long knife, and the long knife trembled, almost about to break.
Waterline Slash!
Like a line cut down from the sky, as fast as lightning, sharp and incomparable.
Slashed Zhang Shan, who rushed in.
The two scattered styles came out together, Zhang Shan had almost no strength to change direction, and he didn't think about dodging.
The palms danced out in succession, facing the blade.
The knife is too fast, it is too difficult to flick the finger blade, but you can catch it accurately when you go to the blade!
The palms slashed across the blade, deflected forcefully, and the waterline slash was subjected to an external force, like a line bent and slashed to the side.
The long knife slashed through the masonry and sank into the dirt.
Not good! Scarface exclaimed, panicked.
Cracked!
Zhang Shan clenched his fist and aimed at the scarface of his body that had lost its center of gravity.
A hundred punches in an instant!
The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, brain and other vital points were all hit!
Scarface died instantly, and two lines of red and white objects flowed out of his seven orifices.
But only for a moment.
infused with a fierce hundred punches, it directly shattered the scarface bones, and the internal organs and flesh and blood of the whole body were beaten into minced meat.
When Zhang Shan stopped, only a puddle of rotten meat was left on the ground.
"Whew!" Zhang Shanchang exhaled a long breath, and used the two loose styles at the same time, which was still a bit of a burden for him.
"Most of the internal strength has been consumed, and my hands are sore."
Zhang Shan shook his hand, compared to the beginning, his current state has gone by most of the time.
But in the next second, a stream of heat poured into his body, absorbed by his body, and the fatigue slowly dissipated.
"Full belly crit, this crit is really useful." Zhang Shan was slightly surprised, he knew very well the source of the heat flow, although he had some guesses about it when he sensed that the full belly crit was the energy obtained, and that this energy was stored in some way to supply him for consumption.
But when the stored energy at this moment made up for his consumption, it still surprised him.
This is equivalent to carrying a refueling energy bank at any time during the battle.
Is this a difference in taking pills when fighting others?
Competing for consumption, who can still be his opponent?
"The effect of critical hits should be well classified, so that they can be targeted in the future." Zhang Shan decided that the benefits of critical hits were different, and the results were also very different, but this was a good thing, providing Zhang Shan with more options.
The heat flow that emerges from refining is filled, and the internal force consumed is filled.
Zhang Shan stayed in the courtyard for a while, and then left quickly.
The battle in the front yard is too loud, and it won't be long before someone will come.
He wasn't interested in being watched.
When I rushed back to the mountain incense hall, the thick fog had already risen, and the morning light was about to fall.
Quietly pushed open the door and window of room No. 10 and entered.
The two girls were still asleep in bed, and they were too tired last night.
took off his clothes and foreign objects, put them on the table, made a sound of hard objects colliding, Zhang Shan lay back on the bed, put his hands around the two women, closed his eyes and rested.
After a night of slaughter, his spirit was also a little tired.
Before noon, Zhang Shancai came out of the room, and Zhao Xun ordered a table of dishes and was sipping slowly.
Hearing Zhang Shan's footsteps, Zhao Xun quipped.
"Envoy, it's rare to be uncontrollable during the Spring Festival, but you were overworked last night?"
"I've got the best here, poof!"
As he was talking, seeing Zhang Shan's appearance, Zhao Xun almost couldn't help but squirt out all the wine.
What does Zhang Shan look like now?
Behind the back is a two-foot-long wooden box, and the unique pattern on the wooden box is the symbol of the palace.
The corners of Zhao Xun's mouth twitched, is it so blatant?
He followed the past last night, only half of it, and saw that Zhang Shan's victory was decided, so he left, and he really didn't know what Zhang Shan did later.
Zhang Shan didn't care, he noticed that someone was secretly following him last night, and he had been following him since he left the Shanxiang Palace, and he guessed that it was Zhao Xun.
He doesn't mind being known that he destroyed the mansion, he just doesn't like to be watched.
Besides, he was masked at the time, and he didn't get caught, so he didn't admit it.
The logo on the box? Bought at a roadside stall, have an opinion?
It just so happens that the texture is the same, it's such a coincidence.
As long as he is thick-skinned, he should not be able to see it, and he doesn't know, who would dare to stand up and accuse him?
The tiger skin of the True Yuan Concept determines that within the radiation range of the True Yuan Concept, it does not involve its own core interests, and no one wants to offend the disciples of the True Yuan Concept.
Why did Zhang Shan carry this box?
If you destroy a force, can't you touch the corpse?