Section 13 Subjection to Others
Zhao Fuxin saw that several people did not react, so he knew that they had been poisoned. He immediately broke a large hole in the window and did not rush out.
"Who's out there, is it killing for money?"
It was very quiet outside, only the sound of the wind. A deep voice replied:
"I don't want to make money or kill people, but I just want to keep a few people here for a while. ”
Zhao Fuxin thought in his heart that the Jin people should not pay attention to the trade between the two countries, this person must not be the Jin people. There are different opinions on this matter within the Qi State, if the news leaks to the Qi State, it is possible to be attacked by opponents, but it will definitely take the lives of several people. From this point of view, this person must be a person sent from within the Song Kingdom, who sent him, and how to know their route is unknown.
"Since they are all the people of the Great Song Dynasty, why bother for us?"
The deep voice chuckled and said again:
"Needless to say, you guys won't be able to leave. I'll let you go back in a year, come with us. ”
The door was kicked open, and an old man walked into the house with a few people. These people are all villagers of Jiankou Village, and the village chief is also among them. Zhao Fuxin observed the old man carefully, there was nothing special, but he was more energetic than ordinary old men, and he should have some kung fu.
"Just a few of you want to keep us?"
"I went down the mountain this time, but I have a grudge, please don't force me to make a move. ”
The old man flicked his sleeves and stood up, and the strong true qi came to his face, Zhao Fuxin was caught off guard and almost retreated. Fortunately, Zhao Fuxin is diligent in practicing on weekdays, and his internal strength has improved, and he also brushes his sleeves to block his true qi.
"I didn't see that the old man is still a master, no matter who you are entrusted with, we must leave, let's shoot!"
Zhao Fuxin knew that the old man's skills were not below him, so he decided to strike first and resort to the eighteen methods of the imperial gate, wanting to subdue him as soon as possible. After Zhao Fuxin made a move, the villagers in the house all ran out, and it seemed that they were also temporarily bought by this old man. After the old man saw Zhao Fuxin's move, he smiled lightly, didn't move, and single-handedly defused all of Zhao Fuxin's attacks. The two fought for ten rounds, and Zhao Fuxin jumped out of the circle and shouted:
"Ask your seniors to take action, why humiliate me so much?"
"Haha, I'm not trying to humiliate you, but your kung fu is only worthy of my one-handed work. If you're stronger, maybe I'll use my hands. And I only have half of my previous strength now, so it can be seen that the skills of young people now are really weak!"
Zhao Fuxin was angry, and he couldn't take care of a lot, he couldn't defeat this person today, and the task of escorting Zhang Jun couldn't be completed. At this time, if there is a sword, there may be some chance of victory against the enemy with the sword. He looked around the room and saw that the sticks for the windows, small but barely functional. Zhao Fuxin picked up the wooden stick, carried Yixiu's swordsmanship, and poured his true qi into the wooden stick. The wooden stick was small and almost burst, and Zhao Fuxin's true anger was scorching, which showed that he was fighting.
Seeing this, the old man condensed slightly, frowned, and seemed to have something to say. Zhao Fuxin didn't wait for him to ask, he had already attacked. Yixiu's swordsmanship made Li Xiusheng resound in the martial arts, which naturally had its own uniqueness, and with his body and mental skills, Zhao Fuxin's strength was greatly improved. Coupled with Zhao Fuxin's Jiuyang Dafa's internal strength, the old man has already begun to accept the move with both hands, and he has faintly used his five successes. The two fought for twenty rounds, and the old man had no intention of exerting his strength, Zhao Fuxin seized the opportunity and used the Ivy Wrapping Branch, which Li Xiusheng once used to defeat the Yin and Yang Shuangsha. The old man sensed the danger and used his nine success forces to slap Zhao Fuxin, and Zhao Fuxin was knocked into the wall and spat blood. The sleeve of the old man's left hand was also scorched, and even the flesh and skin were a little painful.
"Good boy, I didn't want to hurt you, but if I didn't hurt you, my arm would be gone. ”
Zhao Fuxin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, wanted to speak, and spit out again. The wooden stick has turned to ashes because of too much internal force instilled just now.
"If this is an iron sword, how can you have arms?"
"If you were armed with an iron sword, I would not give you that opportunity. Boy, do you think you can fight me for dozens of rounds with your skills? I can kill you with one move with all my might. Alright, without further ado, come in and carry them away!"
Zhao Fuxin was extremely injured at this time, and he was powerless to fight back, so he could only watch Zhang Jun and others being carried away.
"If you can go, follow along, and if you can't, I'll knock you out and let them carry you. ”
After the old man finished speaking, he walked out of the house, and Zhao Fuxin dragged his body and could barely walk slowly.
Zhang Jun and the three were carried by the villagers and followed behind the old man, and they didn't know what benefits they had been given. Zhao Fuxin followed behind, and the old man was not afraid of Zhao Fuxin escaping. The direction they walked was a remote barren forest, and Zhao Fuxin was thinking about how to get out of danger, but no matter what the method, it was useless in the face of absolute strength.
Just when Zhao Fuxin was at a loss, he was suddenly stopped and picked up.
"Old guy, what kind of ability is it to bully young people? I don't care about those people, I want this. ”