It's not that this high-ranking martial artist is unwilling to kneel, but that he has been shot in the left leg!

When he was shot, it was naturally inconvenient to kneel, and he didn't know which leg he should kneel with.

As a result, after hesitating, he changed the evaluation of "can be killed", and he immediately knelt down with his right leg.

Many years ago, when he received a task, he was usually used to kneel on his left leg.

But now he can't kneel on his left leg, once he kneels down, he can't bandage it, and if the other party makes him bad, let him kneel for an hour or two, he may even bleed to death.

Seeing that he was soft, Lang Zhen looked sideways at another beginner martial artist, picked up the steel crossbow from the ground, and wound it with one hand - the Deng family brothers could no longer fight in the short term, so he still had to make a move.

As a result, the martial artist shook his body, and he also knelt on one leg to the ground, and at the same time let go of the long sword he was holding, "Surrender under the next wish!"

His injuries were really not light, and after letting go of the long sword, his body began to shake, and his two hands hurriedly stretched forward and pressed the ground, barely supporting his body, not more embarrassed.

At this moment, among the villagers of Zhaojiabao, I don't know who shouted, "Run!"

More than ten people took the lead, turned their heads and ran wildly, and then more than 200 people dispersed in a hurry.

Feng Jun turned his head and looked at it, and was stunned to find that he couldn't find that Second Master Zhao.

This person must be hiding in the crowd, but the two hundred people are divided into countless directions, and it is really not easy to find one of them.

Feng Jun's face darkened, he took out two more grenades, raised his hand and threw them out, "Stop me!

"Boom" two loud bangs sounded, and four or five people fell to the ground, not knowing life or death.

However, when the others saw this, they ran faster, and even the old lady walked like a fly, with a little bit of "I don't need to run the fastest, I can do it faster than my companions".

Feng Jun had the heart to go up and hunt down, but he thought about it, it was impossible to kill all these two hundred people by himself alone.

Since you can't completely extinguish your mouth, there is really not much difference between killing a few more and killing a few less.

And his current nest is not very safe, the Deng brothers have obviously lost their ability to fight, and Lang Zhen, a disabled person, may not be able to completely control the situation.

So he turned around, walked back, and glanced at Lang Zhen first, "How is it, are you okay?"

The lone wolf smiled bitterly, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood, "Fortunately, this mouthful of blood spurted out, if I endure it any longer, I guess I will have to fall out of the realm again." ”

"It's good that I didn't go after them," Feng Jun said with a smile, and then walked to the house behind him, "I'll go get some medicine...... Hold the grass!"

More than 200 meters behind him were the two houses where they lived, and it was then that he realized that the explosion of TNT just now had even the roof of the house been torn off.

The canopy with xenon lamps was completely shattered into a pile of tree trunks and branches, and all four xenon lamps were shattered.

Feng Jun shook his head, walked into his room, rummaged through the miscellaneous items for a long time, and found the wound medicine from the Gu family in Yangshan.

Not to mention, the Gu family's injury medicine is really good, after taking it, the Deng family's brothers' faces have improved significantly, as for Lang Zhen, his injuries are lighter than these two, and there is no need to meditate after taking the injury medicine.

In their group, the only one who didn't have a big deal was Fei Fei and her younger brother Huanhuan, the two little ones hid to the side early, but Fei Fei was obviously frightened by today's events, and looked like she was lost and depressed.

The two who were kneeling, Feng Jun didn't pay attention, and after comforting Fei Fei and Huanhuan, he walked towards the stunned middle-level martial artist, and then kicked over, "Get up, don't pretend to be dead!"

The middle-level martial artist was kicked and turned over, slowly opened his eyes, glared at the other party angrily, and gritted his teeth and spoke, "If you kind of you're going to kill me!"

Feng Jun smiled indifferently and asked out loud, "Let me ask you, will it descend?"

"Don't even think about it!" The aura of the middle-level martial artist was not very stable, but the answer was categorical, "You can kill but not be humiliated!"

"Then I'll fulfill you!" Feng Jun said expressionlessly, and then with a shake of his hand, he sent the long thorn of the spirit hedgehog into the other party's throat.

His movements seemed to be slow and urgent, just for fear that the other party would intentionally resist.

But to his surprise, the middle-level martial artist lay on the ground without moving, watching the long thorn into his throat, without the slightest reaction, not even blinking his eyes.

Pulling out the long thorn and watching the other party spit out his last breath, Feng Jun shook his head and muttered softly, "It's a man, but you shouldn't talk to me like that...... It was you who offended me in the first place. ”

At this moment, the high-ranking martial artist coughed lightly, he had already bandaged his left leg, although he was still kneeling on one leg on the ground, he had already felt out the wound medicine and threw it into his mouth.

He was a little unconvinced by Feng Jun's praise of the dead middle-level martial artist, in fact, he didn't think that if he surrendered, he would not be considered a man, "He is Luo Wendao's apprentice, the master is dead, how can he surrender?"

After a pause, he added, "The innate master you killed was Luo Wenwen." ”

Feng Jun glanced sideways at him and asked with interest, "Then why did you surrender?" Don't you feel a little spineless?"

The corners of the high-level martial artist's mouth twitched, "I am from the Higashime Tian family, my skills are not as good as others, there is nothing that cannot be surrendered, if there is any offense, the Tian family is willing to compensate Your Excellency......"

According to him, the Tian family's original intention was to help coordinate the relationship between Zhao Jiabao and Feng Jun, but what was so good was that Luo Wendao happened to be a guest at the Tian family, and after hearing the news, he volunteered to come and take a look.

Of the four martial artists that Luo asked, only the middle-level martial artist was his apprentice, and the other three martial artists were all from the Tian family, including the martial artist who was shot to death.

The Tian family did not hold a grudge against Feng Jun because of the death of their clansmen, but decisively surrendered in order to gain understanding.

And the apprentice who asked Luo is Zuckerberg's pride - he must die, this is also the moral code of this plane, the master has died in the hands of the other party, as long as it is a martial artist with a bit of integrity, it is impossible to surrender.

It is precisely because of this that the middle-level martial artist can face death calmly.

At this time, Deng Lao Er relieved himself a little, and when he heard the conversation between the two sides, he spoke out loud.

"Divine doctor, you shouldn't have killed him, Zhaojiabao ran away with so many people, what happened here will soon be spread...... It doesn't matter if you miss and hurt someone in battle, but after you stop fighting, you have to deliberately kill people, and the government will investigate it. ”

Feng Jun bowed slightly, there was no expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

However, Lang Zhen did not agree with this statement, he spoke up, "The government will definitely investigate it, but second, first you have to figure it out...... Will Zhao Jiabao report to the official? If two families die in a fight for water, which side is embarrassed to report to the official?"

This logic is in line with the thinking of this plane, killing people is of course to pay for their lives, but many times, both sides of the fight are unwilling to go through the official, but deal with it privately by themselves.

Deng Lao Er is young, and he has lived in Fucheng for a long time, and he has a strong sense of law, but he is not very down-to-earth.

Lang Zhen has a very wide range of knowledge, and of course he knows that the law does not mean everything.

However, Deng Lao Er was still a little unconvinced, "What if Zhao Jiabao has to report to the official? ”

"Of course they can consider reporting to the official," Lang Zhen's eyebrows raised, "but if they do that, the divine doctor will certainly be in trouble, and they also have to consider the revenge of the people behind the divine doctor, slaughtering them Zhao Jiabao, and no one else will say anything." ”

This is the way people behave in a morally based society – if you don't pay attention to it, don't blame others for not paying attention to it.

Of course, the person who can take such revenge must also be powerful, if you don't have the strength, others don't pay attention to you, you can only endure it.

There is no doubt that Feng Jun's performance today proves that he has strength, and Zhao Jiabao has to consider the consequences of not paying attention.

Deng Lao Er was also persuaded by this logic, and then he rolled his eyes and asked again, "But, now that they have offended Zhao Jiabao, will they invite more ruthless people to come?"

This possibility certainly exists, and it will cause them a lot of trouble.

Feng Jun laughed when he heard it, "How do I feel, you see that I didn't all die, and I feel very sorry in my heart?"

"That's not the case," Deng Lao Er shook his head and replied, "My father has always taught us that if we don't do it, it's enough, and once we do, it's best to kill them all, otherwise it is likely to cause unnecessary trouble." ”

This kind of thinking is really a bit close to the real society - if it is not necessary, try not to kill people.

Lang Zhen smiled disappreciatively, and said that immortal cultivators would still be afraid of killing?

But he couldn't say that, so he glanced at Feng Jun, "Let's let the divine doctor explain it to you." ”

What can Feng Jun explain? He is from modern society, and in terms of legal awareness, he is the strongest among the people present, how could he not think of the trouble that may be brought about by not extinguishing his mouth?

But he couldn't explain, saying that I could move the goods away in an instant, and then we just patted our butts and left.

That's right, he blatantly killed people just now, just because he had such an idea, and as for the reasons Lang Zhen said, he really didn't think about it.

Since he couldn't say why, he could only smile incomprehensibly.

At this time, it was the high-ranking martial artist of the Tian family who spoke up, "Zhao Jiabao shouldn't be able to invite more powerful people, but they have people in Xiyin City and the Imperial Capital, and it is very possible to collude with the government to deal with you." ”

As soon as he said this, Deng Lao Er and Lang Zhen stopped talking - the other party's insistence on being an official was really a little crooked.

People don't care about the price they will pay in the future, and they must fight for a breath and let you suffer immediate losses, which is also common.

The lone wolf even knows that because of this kind of battle of will, there are many examples of large-scale fighting.

According to the common sense of this plane, it is normal not to be an official, and if there are any grievances, let's just scold them in private - those who are officials are not heroes.

But it is not surprising that some people are carried away by hatred, and how disgusting people come.

(The first update, Na Tian of the year of the leader of the League, the explanation in the second half of this chapter is mainly to prevent some people from chattering, saying that the protagonist kills people at will, without going through the brain, and not intentionally injecting water.) ）