Chapter Thirty-Six: The Killing Spree
"Young man, where did you come from? Dare to kill people in broad daylight, openly flout the laws of the imperial court, do you want to lose your head!"
That Master Wei's face was gloomy, and when he came back from the panic, he said coldly.
"Uncle! This wild boy is a rebel son who betrayed my Jiang Mansion! I testify and report that it was he who broke into my mansion three days ago, killed many of my servants and cronies, and killed him for money, so I never imagined that he would dare to come back today. ”
After Jiang Lin saw Jiang Chen, his face showed a hideous look.
He secretly swore in his heart that he must take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Chen completely, and let the yamen convict him of murder and even rebellion!
"Well, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. ”
Jiang Chen waved his hand, looking at this group of people, he was a little funny in his heart.
He pointed his finger forward and said lightly: "Listen, I came here this time, and I only have three opinions." First, my Jiang family will never give up an inch of land in the Fang market, if I find a trace of Yi people in the Fang market tomorrow, then the goods will be destroyed, and the traders will be executed. Second, the caravans and merchant ships of your Far East Company must leave Changsha City within three days and return to the place where you came, otherwise if I find them and have not left, they will all be killed! As for the third......
Jiang Chen's eyes moved, and he looked at Master Wei, who came over with the director of the Far East Company: "Go back and bring a message to your governor, I am very dissatisfied with what the imperial court has done in this matter." If there is a next time, I don't mind going to the Governor's Mansion to see if the defense of the Governor's Mansion can stop me from 'talking' to the Governor in person. ”
Jiang Chen said coldly, saying the word "chat" uncertainly, implying a deep meaning.
Since ancient times, there have been empty spirits in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, and the way of sneak attack and assassination can make ghosts and gods frightened.
Let you be the emperor and general, be above the temple, the power is monstrous, I will perform the art of assassination, capture the thief and capture the king first, cut off your head with a knife, and your life's fame can only be turned into smoke and clouds.
He stepped forward and stepped into the hall.
Lift your feet, shake the ground, boom, as if the whole earth was moving with him.
An illusion arose in the hearts of everyone present, as if the young man who stepped through the door was not a human at all, but two furious giant elephants.
As his footsteps fell heavily, the entire room and even the beams shook violently, and a strong martial arts spiritual will penetrated through everyone's spirit, mighty!
This spirit, with an unruly wildness and a lawless edge, is like a fierce beast in the wilderness, tearing apart the gods and devouring trolls. When any person in charge feels it, he can't help but be terrified.
"You...... How dare you threaten the governor!"
Hearing his words, Master Wei's face turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly.
He couldn't have imagined that the young man in front of him would dare to be so rampant and threaten the governor with his words!
This is simply a manifestation of the bandit leader, who is rebellious and wants to rebel.
However, at the same time that Jiang Chen stepped into the room, the mysterious young man beside Master Wei just now also slipped under his feet, and his body crossed in front of several people.
He looked at Jiang Chen coldly, his momentum was as heavy as a mountain, and he was as deep as an abyss. The martial arts frame stepped on under his feet was upright, and there was a kind of heroic and calm Yongzheng atmosphere, like a Confucian scholar who grasped the Taoist system of thousands of years, and wanted to kill all the thieves who dared to rebel.
"The elders in the family talked, you rushed in, and the following offenses should be killed!"
"As a subject, he dared to threaten the officials of the court, insulting the Taoist system, and should be killed!"
"Self-reliance, arrogance and unreasonableness, overturning the ban by force, not passing the courtesy, should be killed!"
This person stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes shot at Jiang Chen fiercely, he was not afraid, and said three times in a row that he should be killed.
"My name is Lin Jian, the third-generation disciple of the Lin family in Zhongnan. Since you ran into me today, you can only be considered unlucky, but before you die, you must also remember who was killed by whom!"
This man named Lin Jian said lightly, and with a flick of his footsteps, he stepped forward.
His steps, simple and strange, clenched his hands into fists, pinched out a mysterious sword finger, and only pounced on Jiang Chen's throat.
His fingers were blue and black and thick, shaped like heavy swords, and when he poked them, they were like ancient gods piercing the sky, and there was a kind of charm that pierced the sky.
All those who have seen this trick will not doubt it at all, even if it is an inch-thick iron plate in front of them, they will be poked out of a hole by his finger.
"Five Elements Gate, Ancient Five Elements Fist!"
As this finger struck from afar, when there were still three feet away, Jiang Chen's eyes flashed, and he had already recognized the origin of this person's martial arts.
The four seasons and five elements, the ancient boxing method.
This is the secret school of Confucian inheritance, the art of refining the body in the six arts.
Legend has it that this martial art is practiced to the extreme, and it has the supreme ability of harmony between heaven and man and communication with nature.
And although this Lin Jian is young, he has obviously practiced this boxing technique to a small level, and has master-level cultivation.
Boom!
In an instant, Lin Jian's finger swept through the wind, and it had already stabbed Jiang Chen's throat, pressing a small pit on it slightly.
This time it was solid, even the cowhide had to be poked out of a fist-sized hole.
However, Jiang Chen's face did not change.
His throat was not as broken as Lin Jian imagined.
Because at the moment when Lin Jian's finger pressed on it, he breathed violently.
Goo-dong.
Jiang Chen's breath exploded, and a large cloud of air churned and surged up from his lungs and meridians, suddenly gathering on his throat, and actually turned into a "big iron ball"-like bulging air bag, stubbornly resisting the other party's finger poking down.
"How is this possible!"
His own killing blow was blocked, Lin Jian's face was horrified, and his two fingers couldn't help but exert themselves desperately, and they shook again and again.
Buzz Buzz Buzz!
The force of the vibration of his fingers exploded with all his strength at once, and it was almost impossible to crush a stone into powder. But now pressing on Jiang Chen's throat, it seems that he has encountered a round and bright golden pill, and it can't cause the slightest damage no matter what.
"Not good!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Jian's eyes were enlarged, extremely frightened, and a premonition of death rose in his heart, and his legs immediately retreated.
But it was too late.
The bulging air bag in Jiang Chen's throat continued to surge upward, erupting from his mouth like a spring thunderbolt.
Monty Python Tudan!
A white light flashed in his mouth, like the mythical god of thunder spewing lightning.
In an instant, the white light filled the room.
Rumble!!!!!
A loud earthquake comparable to ten thunderbolts falling at the same time resounded in Zaifutang.
The white light dissipated, and everyone saw Lin Jian, who was still invincible just now, as if he had been bombarded by a cannonball, and the whole person was sprayed out in one breath, crashing into countless furniture in the hall, and sticking to the brick wall behind him before finally stopping slowly.
The large brick wall of Zaifutang, which is half a foot thick, was hit by him like this, and there was a cracked texture on it.
The impact of this moment far exceeded the power of 10,000 catties.
However, he still transferred his strength to the outside, cracking the wall, and he himself was not hurt much.
"You're looking for death!"
Being sprayed away in one go, Lin Jian finally became angry.
He jumped and ran, his two arms burst out with a burst of qi, and in the blink of an eye, he pounced again and slashed straight at Jiang Chen's head.
But at this moment, Jiang Chen's spirit moved.
He seemed to feel a very uncomfortable feeling coming from a few feet away from his side. It's like the sting of a few tiny silver needles gently pricking the side of your face.
"There is an ambush?"
Jiang Chen frowned. He stepped forward, without looking at it, and with another hand knife, Lin Jian's left arm was actually slashed in the air by his palm, and flew straight out.
When the arm flew in mid-air, Bang Bang was hit by several bullets. Then Jiang Chen's figure flashed, and he swept through the darkness in the corner of the room, and picked up two frightened foreign soldiers in his hands.
The two soldiers, with their backs and strong bodies, were still holding two powerful muskets in their hands until they were caught by him.
However, Jiang Chen didn't look at it, and threw it to the ground casually, and two strong men weighing almost two hundred catties were directly killed on the ground by him, splashed into a piece of muddy flesh and blood.
Then he turned over and retreated, and flashed to Lin Jian's side.
At this time, Lin Jian covered his broken arm with a frightened hand, and the blood flowed profusely, but his feet suddenly became more empty, and he kicked Jiang Chen's chest with a thud.
But this was useless, Jiang Chen's big vertebrae squeezed forward, and he knocked his whole person out again, all the bones in his body were broken, and he fell to the ground, and he no longer had the ability to stand up.
"Your martial arts are not bad, but unfortunately you haven't entered the transformation realm, but you're too weak and weak for me!"
Jiang Chen shook his head, stepped forward, and pressed Lin Jian's head.
There was a click, and then, his head slowly drooped, his eyes lost their luster, and his breath was gone.
The battle between the two ended almost instantaneously.
Jiang Chen casually beat this young master of the Confucianism, Taoism, and ancient martial arts inheritance to death, but he was not hurt in the slightest.
Seeing this bloody scene in front of him, Master Wei was almost frightened: "You, you, you actually killed him." His master is ......"
"Well, I'm not interested in asking who his master is, but those sneak bullets just now have succeeded in angering me. ”
Jiang Chen interrupted his threat, turned around, and walked in front of the foreigner casually, staring at him with a fixed gaze, and wiping the blood stains on his hand after beating the two gun-wielding soldiers into flesh just now.
When this white middle-aged man came into contact with Jiang Chen's gaze, he instantly jumped up from his seat in fright.
He felt like he was falling into an ice cellar, feeling as if he was being targeted by the most terrifying devil, and the next moment he would have to die without a place to bury.