Chapter Thirty-Eight: Three Punches to Death

Chen Ziang gently brushed the girl's cheeks with one hand, and slowly put her body down, and the whole person went straight to Song Lu with one step under his feet.

"What do you want to do?"

Today's Song Lu is wearing armor all over his body, with a black tassel on his head, wearing a robe, holding a phoenix-winged gold hammer, glaring angrily at Chen Ziang.

Chen Ziang's body twisted in mid-air like a violation of the law, dodged the blade, and slammed into Song Lu with a fist in his right hand.

"Yikes!"

Song Lu shouted, twisted his arms, put the boring bar to his chest, and took Chen Ziang's punch.

"Bang!"

"Herod'......"

The fists collided with each other and made a muffled sound, Song Lu's legs were forced, the front hooves of the horse under his crotch rose, his head was raised and screamed, and the horse's body actually slid backwards against the ground for several meters before stopping.

"Phew, you wicked, you really want Lao Tzu's life!"

Song Luhu's mouth cracked, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, glaring at Chen Ziang, and the soldiers also looked at the two of them dumbfounded, not knowing what to do next!

"The prisoner wants to escape!"

Someone had sharp eyes and saw Uncle Bu, who was hiding under the belly of the horse, take the opportunity to turn over and drag Qin Tanliang, put his back on his back, and rushed towards the restaurant on the side of the street.

Chen Ziang turned around violently, snatched the spear from the hand of a soldier next to him, bent his knees, and threw it hard!

"Whew!"

The spear burst through the air and headed straight for the two of them.

"Big brother, go quickly, leave me alone!"

Qin Tanliang kept watching the movement behind him, and at this time, he patted Uncle Bu's back, and his body jumped up to meet the spear that broke through the air.

"Poof!"

The spear passed through his body, and the remnants continued to sink into the ground behind him for a few feet, and he was a little short of rubbing against Uncle Bu's leg.

"Plop!"

Qin Tanliang opened his mouth, his body shook, and he immediately fell to the ground, seeing that he couldn't survive.

"Scholar!"

Uncle Bu paused, turned around and yelled at the top of his voice, leaned back, and crashed into the door and fell into the restaurant with a bang.

"Get out of here!"

Uncle Bu yelled and ran towards the back door.

There was a panic in the restaurant, and a few guests who didn't have time to dodge were bumped by Uncle Bu, as if they had been hit by a galloping horse, and flew upside down to both sides, falling heavily to the ground and wailing in pain.

Chen Ziang's face outside did not change, he rushed a few steps, put his foot on the wooden stake in front of the restaurant, and jumped up and down to the roof with the help of his strength.

"Smack!"

Chen Ziang's feet were strong, the roof tiles were crisp, and the two tiles had fallen into his hands, and he rushed forward a few steps, and the figure of Uncle Bu running wildly appeared in the alley below.

"Whoosh!

Chen Ziang's hand tiles instantly took off his hand, and went straight to Uncle Bu's back, his body jumped down after him, his five fingers stretched out into claws, the bone joints were crisp, and the whole person was like a goshawk descending from the sky to hunt prey, grabbing Uncle Bu's head!

Uncle Bu's galloping body shook suddenly, dodging the hidden weapon attacking from behind, and also saw Chen Ziang falling from the sky, stretched out his hand to the side, I don't know whose door panel was torn off by him, and slapped towards Chen Ziang in mid-air with a loud shout.

"Boom!"

The already sturdy door panel split apart and flew in all directions.

The scene was quiet, Chen Ziang and Uncle Bu stood opposite, and the distance between the two was less than five meters.

Uncle Bu sighed in his heart, knowing that he would not escape death today, he slowly exhaled a breath, his eyes were fixed, his hands were in a strange posture, and he quietly praised in his mouth: "It is the equality of the law, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior!"

Yan Er's temperament was restrained, he stepped forward with one hand and turned back with the other, and said directly to Chen Ziang: "Song Sanlang, don't be complacent, although our brothers and others died at your hands today, he will have his own Holy Father to avenge us!"

Chen Ziang snorted coldly in his heart, and without saying a word, the body under his feet had already been worn out.

"Whew!"

As soon as his right fist probed, a strong wind blew in the flat ground, and Uncle Bu made a mistake with both hands, his muscles and bones roared together, and he greeted Chen Ziang in eighteen plates.

"Bang!"

Uncle Bu's body shook, and the fist collapsed under Chen Ziang's punch.

Bending forward, Chen Ziang punched again!

"Smack!"

The fists and palms intersected, and Uncle Bu was slackened with all his strength, and his bones were numb.

Chen Ziang inhaled violently, his back and spine exploded, his muscles contracted, his body suddenly jumped, and the third punch slammed out.

Uncle Bu took advantage of the despair in his eyes and struggled to cross his hands against his chest.

"Boom!"

A figure flew upside down more than ten meters away, and did not stop until it hit a wall.

"Wow!"

Uncle Bu opened his mouth slightly, and the blood spurted out with the fragments of his five internal organs, and his body slowly slipped off the wall, and he knelt on the cold ground.

"Three punches! hehe....... ”

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly weakened, and he fell to the ground without a sound.

Chen Ziang slowly withdrew his fist, glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and turned to leave.

On the street, Song Lu stared at Chen Ziang, who was walking slowly, with a cautious face, pulled up the reins of the horse and retreated without a trace, shrinking in a group of soldiers.

"Young Master!"

Dong Yun'er's face was pale, and there were still blood stains on the corners of her mouth, at that time, Qin Tanliang, a spicy scholar, was going to take her down with Cherry, but Dong Yun'er's father was a general, and she had also learned some self-defense kung fu, and in the face of the seriously injured Qin Tanliang, he actually dodged, but was slapped in the abdomen by him, and only now did he recover a trace of strength.

Chen Ziang nodded, slowly came to Cherry's corpse, bent his knees to pick her up, and slowly walked over in a direction where no one was around.

Dong Yun'er's face was sad, and she followed behind silently.

"Hmph! Nerds are nerds, even if they open their minds, they don't understand who is close to whom, and they actually do it to their uncle for a little maid!"

Song Lu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Chen Ziang's distant back and cursed in a low voice, his heart was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood choked out again, and his heart couldn't help but be even more annoyed!

"This young master, something has been given to you, no money, no money!"

In front of an incense paper horse shop, the white-bearded shopkeeper hurriedly handed Dong Yun'er a paper basket full of dark coins, bowed to the two, and begged the two to leave quickly.

Although he was in the business of the dead, it did not mean that the dead were welcomed.

"Young master, Cherry is alone without a father or mother, but she said that she likes the scenery of the peach orchard in the north of the city, so it is better to bury her there, right?"

Dong Yun'er watched Chen Ziang walking around with cherries, attracting passers-by to visit one after another, and couldn't help but step forward and whisper.

After a pause, the two walked towards the north gate.

There is a small peach forest in the north of the city, and a handsome young man is carefully tending to the peach branches, looking forward to the good harvest in the coming year.

"That person's surname is Zhao, Zhao Xiaoliu. This peach forest is the property of the Luo family in the county town, and he is responsible for the maintenance of the peach forest, and he is considered a gardener. I heard that he was an exile who had fled from Tai'an County a few months ago, and he got this position with the help of a little maidservant girl from the Dong Mansion. ”

"Miss Dong Mansion knows, right? The Dong Mansion that was destroyed by Lord Song not long ago. ”

An old man pointed to the young man and introduced it to Dong Yun'er.

Dong Yun'er nodded with a cold face, reflexively returned to a hillside not far away, and repeated to Chen Ziang.

"It turns out that what you like is not the peach forest, but the people in the peach forest!"

Looking down at the calm girl on the ground, Chen Ziang sighed secretly, got up and picked up some dead branches and piled them up and stomped on them.

The fire was raging, reflecting Chen Ziang's slightly gloomy face.

Although he didn't get along with Cherry for a long time, he liked her personality in his heart, remembering the happy face of the girl when he gave her fruit, and the scene of the two squatting on the ground to pick up beans, all of which are still vivid.

It's a pity that the beauty has passed away......

Dong Yun'er was already in tears when she stood behind Chen Ziang, she only felt that her heart was cramping, when she lost her parents, it was this girl who comforted her, and when she couldn't accept the change of status, she still called herself Miss.

But she has never given her a good face, and even when she talked about the peach forest in the north of the city with a wistful face, she was complaining about how unpalatable this year's peaches were.

It turns out that I never cared about her feelings......

The breeze blew the burning dust of the corpse into the distance, and fell to the young man who was building a tree branch, and the dust slowly swirled around his body, and he was reluctant to fall to the ground for a long time.