Chapter Seventy-Five: Wuding Qiankun (5)
Why did he always realize the deep meaning of these words when he was in despair?
It was at this time that he vaguely remembered the relationship between Zhuo Yunzhou and the head of Xingtianmen, Xingwentian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Just because Zhuo Yunzhou has the word "cloud" in his name, the same "cloud" as Xing Yun, he has a natural advantage among the disciples, and unintentionally, he won the favor of Xing Wentian.
This is also the reason why masters like Ah Da and Ah Er will be placed in the fifth death group as a small guard.
Don't look at their low position, I believe that the reward paid to them by the torture heaven is definitely a scary figure.
After Xing Yun's death, Xing Wentian was sad for a few years, and then transferred his father's love to Zhuo Yunzhou.
Xing Wentian valued him so much, he was afraid that he would be hurt and die like his own son Xing Yun, so he let the two brothers Ah Da and Ah who had strength and innate advantages protect him closely.
The words on the file of Kuixing Pavilion flashed in his mind, and now that he knew what Zhuo Yunzhou was, Hong Qi naturally cheered up.
While Chang Gengjie helped him cut off the messy thread, Hong Qi threw off the iron sleeve in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said loudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't need this Laoshizi, I can still win you!"
As he spoke, while Zhuo Yunzhou was still smacking what he meant by this, he grabbed his broken fan.
Zhuo Yunzhou was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was to withdraw his fan.
The sense of security he felt in the rivers and lakes came from Ah Da and Ah Er, and the treasure fan given to him by his father-in-law.
Hong Qi didn't resist, just grabbed the fan tightly, and with Zhuo Yunzhou's strength, he also followed, and with a move of the dragon jumped into the abyss, throwing the stupid boy to the ground.
It's a pity that Hong Qi is small and frail, and his internal strength is insufficient, so he can't suppress this seven-foot man, Zhuo Yunzhou, but was overturned to the ground by him.
Zhuo Yunzhou was very happy when he saw that he had a successful move, holding Hong Qi's abdomen with one hand and pulling his neckline with the other.
Unfortunately, before the smug words could be uttered, a sharp pain suddenly came from his right hand.
He screamed in horror and let go of his hand, unconsciously rubbing his right hand with his left hand.
His luck was really not good, Hong Qi's battle robe was put on, and he was wearing his regular clothes - a beggar suit washed every two or three months, and there was a secret secret weapon made by Hong Qi, a mechanical doctor, in the collar - a small silver needle.
Unfortunately, Zhuo Yunzhou was recruited.
But Hong Qi didn't sympathize with him at all, because he brought it on himself.
This time, Hong Qi will definitely not take it lightly like the previous time, with a move Shenlong swinging his tail, kicking Zhuo Yunzhou's knee back, casually picking up the token of the gang leader that Luo Pan threw on the ground-the iron ruler, and strangled Zhuo Yunzhou's slender and white neck.
That's right, this iron ruler is straight and bendable, Luo Pan took advantage of the attention of others to Zhuo Yunzhou, who was on the upper body of the ghost, and threw it in Hong Qi's hand.
This secret was also discovered by Luo Pan first.
It has been following the Iron Boss for so many years, and has been used as a ring ruler to beat the subordinates who have made mistakes, which is really a treasure in the dust!
At this time, Zhuo Yunzhou had been suppressed, using both hands and feet, trying to struggle to escape, but he couldn't move.
Every time the strength in Hong Qi's hand deepened, Zhuo Yunzhou's pain also increased by one point.
Seeing that Zhuo Yunzhou's eyes showed a pleading look, for some reason, the place where Hong Qi had been injured was not so painful.
Of course, no matter how cool this feeling is, he can't immediately take Zhuo Yunzhou's life.
Because, for him, Zhuo Yunzhou is the way out for the firewood gang.
So, he let go of the iron ruler and sat on the ground panting...... I'm so tired!