Chapter Twenty-Three: The Power of the Fist

Zhan Tian glanced at them lightly, turned around and picked up a large stone, and continued his work.

"Boy, pigs are not allowed in the station! Why, don't you know?"

A horse gang war slave led by him came to a nearby place and continued to speak.

"Hahaha......"

There was a burst of laughter behind him.

"Why, did you Ma Ye die in the hunting area? The dog leash is broken, I don't know. ”

Zhan Tian's hand did not stop, and he said lightly.

"You ......"

The laughter behind him came to an abrupt end, and all the horse gang war slaves glared at Zhantian angrily.

"What are you?"

Zhan Tian slowly turned his head, knocked the freshly built stone with the brick knife in his right hand, and said lightly: "If there is a kind, just do something practical! Otherwise, get out of me!"

By the end, there was a cold glint in his eyes.

The Hema Gang is already endless, and there is naturally no need to back down on this gang of miscellaneous pieces.

The war slave at the head pinched the fists hanging by his side, but in the end, he gritted his teeth, took two steps closer and said coldly: "Boy, don't be arrogant!

"Very good, before that, go back and tell you Ma Ye, his dog leash must be stronger! Otherwise, I'm afraid he will be beaten to death!" Zhan Tian did not back down.

The war slave's eyes were blazing with anger, and he stared at Zhantian for a long time, and finally snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Seeing the group of horse gang war slaves walking away, Zhan Tian turned around and lifted a big stone and continued to build the wall.

After killing the horse-faced and gray-robed war slaves that day, he knew that the caravan would definitely do something. Now that these people have come to test again, Zhantian has already made up his mind.

The war slave station, unlike any other place. It's low-key here, but it requires absolute strength!

If you are deceived and retreat step by step, one day, you will be forced out of your hole cards.

If they find that you don't have enough hole cards, they will naturally swallow you in one bite!

By the time it was nearly dark, all the stones had been used up, and the wall was nearly six feet high.

Take out a cloth curtain and cover the door that is left, which is barely a private space!

After eating some prepared food, Zhan Tian was in the enclosed space and began extreme training.

Soon, another night passed.

The next day, another warrior summoned to hunt.

This made Zhantian cautious again.

However, until the return trip in the afternoon, nothing unusual happened.

Cutting some gum with his hands, Zhan Tian picked up the prey and returned to the garrison with the warrior.

Now for him, following the warrior out hunting has greatly affected the tempering of his physique, because he did not use a small car.

Entering the station, Zhan Tian glanced at the wall of his building, and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

Yesterday's horse gang war slaves were not far from the wall at the moment, squatting or sitting and talking.

"What else do you want to play?"

Zhan Tian said in his heart.

Handing over the prey on his shoulders to the warrior, he walked unhurriedly towards the wall.

To his surprise, he came to the gate of the wall, but the horse gang slaves did not come to talk to him. And many of them turned their heads from time to time to look at them, with a mocking and playful look on their faces!

In Zhantian's heart, he suddenly became cautious.

Pulling out the shuttle gun behind his back, the spear blade gently lifted the curtain of the fence.

"Teng!"

A wave of rage, straight to the top door!

I saw that inside the wall, there were piles of yellow and white things!

"Who is it?"

Zhan Tian was furious, and shook his face to look at those horse gang war slaves.

But then, he just woke up to what he said was simply asking in vain!

Dropping the shuttle gun casually, Zhan Tian stepped a little under his feet, and his body shot out, rushing towards the horse gang war slaves.

"Boom......"

The horse gang war slaves stood up one after another, led by the three people, and ushered in Zhantian first.

Before he got close, the first person was already punching his hand and hitting the door of Zhantian.

Zhan Tianwei was short and dodged the punch, and at the same time, his right fist was lightning and hit the opponent's right armpit.

The man's arm was in severe pain and numbness, and before he could react, Zhan Tian had already withdrawn his right fist a few inches, and with a "bang", it hit his heart again!

"Uh", the man's chest was stuffy, and before he could let out a half-scream, Zhantian's third punch came one after another, smashing his lower abdomen!

"Gross!" The body of the war slave bent up like a shrimp, and the food he ate at noon gushed out of his mouth and fell to the ground softly!

"Ah......h

The other war slave who followed behind let out an exclamation, flicked his left leg, and kicked Zhantian's left temple, which had not yet stood up straight.

"Bang", Zhantian grabbed his ankle with his left hand, kicked up with his left foot on the ground, and kicked out with his right leg at the same time, kicking his right leg like lightning!

"Click" There was a crisp sound, and the war slave screamed loudly, and his body fell to the right!

Zhantian's right leg was retracted with strength, stomped heavily on the ground, flung his back, and his right fist struck out again with lightning and hit the right temple of the war slave!

With a muffled sound of "bang", the body of the war slave, like a windmill that was randomly dialed, fell to the left again, and fell to the ground with a "pop", and I don't know who happened!

"You ......"

The third slave was startled, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

Zhantian's left foot was a little, his body took two steps forward, and at the same time, his right leg rose again, like lightning and thunder, he went straight into the middle palace, and with a "bang", he kicked on his belly!

The strength of this leg was extremely great, and the third war slave spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his body flew upside down, crashing into the crowd that followed him!

The essence of Jew Fist!

Volley the incoming punch, lightning fast, the ultimate counterattack, knock down the opponent!

Without him, only fast!

The rest of the horse gang war slaves exclaimed, and several of them turned around and ran.

"Whoosh!"

Zhantian's body was like an arrow, bursting into the crowd.

"Bang, click" In the midst of several explosions, three more people fell!

The rest of the caravan minions couldn't support it anymore, and with a "bang", they all retreated backwards!

"Smack!"

Zhan Tian kicked a war slave on the ground who wanted to struggle to get up, and stomped it back.

"Who else?"

Shaking his face and glaring at the remaining horse gang war slaves, Zhan Tian shouted violently!

"Ah......h

The remaining dozen or so people exclaimed in unison, and they turned around together and fled farther away.

"Stop!"

Inside the warrior's station, there was a low shout, and a young warrior in a black suit jumped out from within the blue brick wall.

"What's going on?"

The young warrior's eyes swept around, and then he shouted at Zhantian.

At this moment, Zhan Tian's anger had subsided a little, and he withdrew his left foot that was stepping on the horse gang war slave, bowed to the young warrior and said, "My lord, please come into the wall of my stone house and have a look!"

The young warrior's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the three war slaves who were struggling and howling beside Zhantian, and then turned back to the previous one, who was knocked down by heavy punches and remained motionless.

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