"Damn, whoever!"

"Huh, Master Zhou? Let go of Master Zhou! ”

"Eat the bear's heart and leopard guts, fuck, dare to commit murder in front of us, let go!"

……

Not far away, the bandits also reacted and roared angrily.

A few had even come over with knives.

Feng Ji grinned, and he grabbed Zhou Zhuang's neck with one hand: "Master Zhou, you are quite well-connected, these are your brothers?" ”

Zhou Zhuang's face was like earth, and he begged for mercy: "Young Master Feng, you listen to my explanation, I really don't know these bandits, I just met Sect Master Zhao by chance, and I didn't fall into the grass." ”

Feng Ji laughed: "Hahaha, you haven't fallen into the grass? But what's the difference between what you're doing and these bandits? ”

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, my wife and children are still in Qingyuan County, I remember you said that you have a martial arts hall here, it's good to have a family and a job."

While the two were talking, a bandit had already rushed up and slammed Feng Ji's door with a knife.

Feng Ji didn't raise his head, and slapped it out casually.

Boom!

The air shook, and the bandit's knife bent instantly, without waiting for the bandit to react.

Feng Ji turned his palm into a claw, and with a snort, his five fingers had already pierced his heart.

A random black tiger plucked out the heart, and a bloody hole appeared in the chest of this person in an instant.

As Feng Ji withdrew his palm, blood suddenly gushed out, splashing all over Zhou Zhuang's face.

Zhou Zhuang's face was pale, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, his teeth collided, and he let out a frightened cry: "Young Master Feng, it's none of my business, please, please let me go." ”

Feng Ji ignored it, grabbed Zhou Zhuang with one hand, and strode into the bandits.

He is like a tiger with a rabbit in his mouth, slaughtering in the flock.

For a moment, blood splattered and flesh and blood flowed.

Screams and wails continued.

All the bandits were killed in horror, one, two, three......

Too many of their companions died tragically, and finally some people couldn't bear it anymore, screamed in terror, and fled for their lives like birds and beasts.

Feng Ji casually grabbed a bandit who looked to be only a teenager.

"Spare your life, spare your life, hero."

The little bandit's voice was a little immature, and it seemed that he was still in the period of voice change.

Feng Ji looked down at him and asked, "How old are you?" ”

The little bandit cried with tears in his eyes: "Fourteen. ”

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"I ...... I...... No. ”

The little bandit's eyes flickered, and he flatly denied it.

Feng Ji was silent, and suddenly grinned: "I will be a bandit again in the next life, and my eyes will be bright." ”

"Spare ......"

Click, before the little bandit could speak, his neck was directly twisted.

This scene was seen by Zhou Zhuang at close range, and his heart was cold.

This young master of the Feng family is even more cruel and ruthless than he imagined!

He was filled with remorse for a while, he was really blinded by lard, why did he choose the Feng family as his target.

He didn't realize at this time that there was something wrong with the looting matter, but he just regretted that he shouldn't have chosen the Feng family as the target and provoked Feng Ji, a bad star.

Feng Ji didn't care about Zhou Zhuang's mental activities, he strode into Liu's house, and from a distance, he heard a roar and the collision of fists and feet.

Feng Ji was suddenly surprised: "The Liu family still has the strength to resist?" ”

Surprised in his heart, Feng Ji immediately looked at the place where he was fighting.

Seeing that it was already surrounded by bandits, a large blank area was given up in the center of the crowd.

There were two people fighting inside, and more than a dozen men in black trench coats were blocking the back row back-to-back.

Feng Ji noticed that one of them was carrying a banner with the four big characters of [Zhenyuan Dart Bureau] written on it.

Looking at the two people who are fighting, one of them is muscular, rampage, blindly attacking, and does not defend.

This person is Zhao Jinhuan!

To Feng Ji's surprise, there were people who could fight back and forth with Zhao Jinhuan, and even not fall behind!

This person is sturdy and flexible, not tall, middle-aged, jumping up and down, his hand is like electricity, and from time to time he makes a monkey-like cry.

Suddenly, this person slapped his palm and slammed Zhao Jinhuan's Tanzhong acupoint.

This is one of the doors of the golden bell jar, and Zhao Jinhuan hurriedly blocked it with both fists and grabbed the palm of the comer.

But he didn't want the tip of the man's palm to collide with Zhao Jinhuan's arms, and after making a muffled sound, he actually exploded with great force again.

The four fingers contracted, the waist exerted force, the knuckles urged, and with a bang, Zhao Jinhuan staggered back.

It wasn't over yet, the man slammed into his footsteps, his joints flexed again, clenched his claws into fists, and exerted his strength again.

Boom!

Zhao Jinhuan's arms trembled violently, and his body couldn't help but retreat again, with a look of anger on his face.

However, this style is not over yet, the person who came took another step, hooked his fist, and exerted force on his wrist joints!

Boom!

There was another muffled sound, which directly hit Zhao Jinhuan's arms blood-red, and a pair of arms finally couldn't be clamped, and he loosened his posture softly.

The man took this opportunity to jump up, slap his heart, and with a bang, kicked Zhao Jinhuan out of the circle a few meters away.

Zhao Jinhuan's golden bell shield was not injured, but his feet slid on the ground for a few meters, and he was able to be held by the bandits.

saw that the man did not chase and fight, but clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The White Lotus Sect Golden Bell Jar is really powerful, admit it!" ”

Zhao Jinhuan squinted, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, one palm and four styles, hard monkey fist Wen Biao, worthy of the name, today Zhao can be regarded as knowledge." ”

The middle-aged man named Wen Biao hugged his fists and said, "Don't dare, the old monkey won a move and a half, and Sect Leader Zhao should not break his promise and let Brother Liu's family go." ”

Zhao Jinhuan smiled: "Zhao does things, naturally he will do what he says, rest assured, the Liu family is up and down, I will not touch them, but the Liu family's money, Zhao must take it." ”

Wen Biao frowned slightly, looked at the dozens of bandits around him, and sighed in his heart.

He knew that he had done his best to protect the Liu family today.

If you want to keep the Liu family's wealth, I'm afraid you can't do it.

Silence at the moment.

Zhao Jinhuan laughed and said: "Wen Biao, now that the Qing Dynasty is exhausted, foreigners have bullied my Chinese people, sold opium everywhere, spread foreign religions, and caused the people of the world to live in poverty. ”

"The Liu family, the Feng family, the Zhang family, and the Duan family, these wealthy gentry still collude with the bureaucrats, oppress the people, and work hard for foreigners.

"The Liu family has a good life, I can get your help, I will spare their lives, but I must take away this money and food."

Wen Biao didn't speak, just hugged his fists.

He knew that it was useless to say anything.

"Zhao Moujing, you are the Monkey Fist Grandmaster, why don't you join my White Lotus Sect? If you join my White Lotus Sect, then you and I will be in the south and the north, and it will be counterproductive to subvert the Qing Dynasty and enter the imperial city. ”

Wen Biao's eyelids jumped, and he said in a deep voice: "Sect Master Zhao is ambitious and admired, but he doesn't have any big ambitions, so he won't participate." ”

Seeing that Wen Biao's oil and salt did not enter, Zhao Jinhuan's eyelids jumped, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

However, he was afraid of the other party's skills, and after weighing it, he didn't do it after all.

He asked himself that his horizontal practice golden bell jar had long been perfect, but he still couldn't stop the explosive power of the opponent's hard monkey fist.

It can be seen that if you really want to tear your face, you can't please people on your side.

Holding back his tyrannical temper at the moment, he smiled and said: "That being the case, then forget it, brothers, have you carried everything into the car?" Move and leave! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse sneer came from behind the bandits.

"Ho ho ho, Master Zhao, where are you going to retreat?"