Chapter 121: Breath of Death

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Seeing Yu Hebang swing a stick and smash it, Yu Ziqing's face suddenly became cold, and the green tendons on his arms flared up.

He is the reincarnation of an immortal, but his father was paralyzed in bed by someone beating, for him, this is a lifelong shame, a stain that can never be erased in this life! And the man in front of him, who is five big and three rough, with a fierce face, is the most direct culprit.

Yu Ziqing really wanted to kill the bully in the fish and meat town in front of him, but he held back, he wouldn't let him die so happily, he wouldn't stupidly kill people in broad daylight, and then become a wanted criminal.

Yu Ziqing resisted the urge to kill and kicked forward fiercely. Yu Hebang's thick body, which weighed at least one hundred and seventy pounds, flew high, and then fell down heavily.

Yu Ziqingtie blushed, stepped forward, stepped on the back of the struggling Yu Hebang, and coldly swept his eyes over the other five village cadres who were holding the guy to surround him, with a hideous sneer on his face, and said, "Don't worry, you all have a share!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised the iron rod in his hand and was about to fall hard.

"Don't!" Yu Hebang's wife screamed and rushed towards Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing didn't show mercy, kicked her away, and said lightly: "If you are free, you should take care of your son and husband more!"

As he spoke, Yu Ziqing slowly raised the iron rod again.

"Ziqing, there is something to say!" the village director, Yu Heguang hurriedly shouted.

Yu Ziqing glanced at him coldly, the cold and ruthless gaze made Yu Heguang tremble, he felt a cold air on his back, and a trace of regret rose in his heart for the first time, regretting that he shouldn't have been so cruel to Yu Heyi. But now is obviously not the time to regret it, Yu Heguang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and continued: "You are a scholar, you should know that hurting people is to go to prison, if you stop now, I can call the shots, and tonight's matter will be settled." ”

Yu Ziqing pursed his lips disdainfully, and sneered: "Forget it? Beat my father to paralyze, just want to forget it like this? I tell you, I just came to collect interest today, and this matter is far from over!"

"Bastard, even if you finish thinking about it, Lao Tzu won't do it!" An eerie, bitter voice full of bitter hatred sounded behind Yu Heguang and the others.

Yu Ziqiang held a 64 pistol, endured the sharp pain from his arm, slowly lined up Yu Heguang and the others, and walked out. With a black gunshot, Sen pointed at Yu Ziqing coldly.

Everyone took a sharp breath of cold air, and all stared at Yu Ziqiang and the gun in his hand with frightened eyes, and their steps unconsciously retreated.

"Throw the iron rod away!" Yu Ziqiang approached Yu Ziqing step by step, and ordered with a hideous face.

Yu Ziqing's hand holding the iron rod slowly fell, and Yu Ziqiang's hideous face began to show an arrogant and smug smile.

"Damn, fighting with Lao Tzu, do you know what Lao Tzu do?" Yu Ziqiang thought that Yu Ziqing was scared, and shouted arrogantly. didn't notice that Yu Ziqing's expression was still so calm, and even his pair of deep eyes jumped with deep contempt.

The iron rod slowly fell, and finally pressed against Yu Hebang's arm.

"You say, is your gun fast, or Lao Tzu's stick fast?" Yu Ziqing glanced at Yu Ziqiang and asked lightly.

Although it was a casual glance, Yu Ziqiang felt like he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, and he was chilling.

No one can be so calm in the face of a gun, even if Yu Ziqiang himself, sometimes his colleagues jokingly point a gun at him, although the insurance is obviously not opened, he will still smell death, and his back will still be cold sweat.

But the scholar in front of him, Yu Ziqiang could see that he was not pretending to be calm, he really didn't pay attention to the gun in his hand.

"Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't dare to shoot!" Yu Ziqiang opened the insurance, and the black muzzle continued to point at Yu Ziqing, but his forehead had begun to sweat, and his hands were trembling.

"Lao Tzu knows you dare!" Yu Zi said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and a cold light shot from Yu Ziqing's hand like lightning towards Yu Ziqiang.

Yu Ziqiang screamed, his hand was hit by a coin, and he was no longer able to hold the gun, so he watched the gun fall to the ground and slide in front of Yu Ziqing.

The corners of Yu Ziqing's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and with a slight pick of his foot, the gun flew into the air, and then landed firmly in his hand.

Watching the gun fall into Yu Ziqing's hand, the black hole slowly moved in front of him.

Yu Ziqiang, Yu Heguang and others were stunned, cold sweat fell like rain on their foreheads, and their limbs were cold.

"Do you think Lao Tzu dares to shoot?" Yu Ziqing held the gun and pointed at the guys in front of him who were all involved in beating his father, and asked coldly.

Under the light, Yu Ziqing's face was still delicate and gentle, but everyone saw only hideous and ferocious, and the cold murderous aura was written on his eyebrows.

The night seemed to freeze at this moment, and the whole courtyard was quiet, only the sound of nervous panting one after another, and the wind blowing by, with a faint smell of seawater.

"Why don't you dare to speak?aren't you all fucking dragging?Can you fight?" As he spoke, Yu Ziqing remembered his father's haggard and sad appearance on the bed, and his heart couldn't help but become more and more angry, and finally the iron rod in his hand was raised.

"Damn, dare to beat Lao Tzu's father!"

The sound of snapping bones sounded again in the night, but no one dared to step forward. I only felt a chill all over my body, and I couldn't help but touch my arm, which seemed to be in a faint pain.

On the ground, Yu Hebang was so painful that cold sweat flowed from his forehead, but he didn't dare to snort, he was afraid that if he provoked Yu Ziqing, he pointed the gun at his head.

From the moment Yu Ziqing's iron rod was knocked down, he already knew that Yu Ziqing dared to do this!

Yu Ziqing kicked Yu Hebang away, and then slowly walked towards Yu Heguang and the others.

Horror was written on everyone's face, and they stepped back again.

I don't know who threw away the guy in his hand first, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Ziqing, there is something to say, something to say. When your dad came here to make trouble that day, no, it wasn't a troublemaker, and when he was reasoning, he was a bastard for a while and had a fight. Later, your dad was beaten and paralyzed, and that's really none of my business. Yu Heqing, the secretary of the village discipline inspection committee, squatted on the ground and trembled.

"Who did that?" Yu Ziqing suddenly turned the gun and pointed it at Yu Heguang's head.

Yu Heguang shuddered, his lips trembled violently up and down, and his eyes looked at Yu Hebang who was curled up on the ground, holding his arms with some fear.

One of them is a secretary, the other is a village chief, and they are also cousins. What should be known, he Yu and Guang know.

Yu Ziqing pushed the gun a little harder, and Yu Heguang immediately shouted: "I said, I said." It was with the state, and it was with the state that some people in society were mixed with each other. ”

Although the people in the village actually guessed more or less in their hearts, but the words were said so clearly, the onlookers still couldn't help but stare at Yu Hebang who was huddled on the ground with resentful eyes, no one took pity on him, and some people even wished that Yu Ziqing had jumped on his head with a gun.

This kind of scum! The rabbit doesn't eat the grass next to the nest, and even the people in his own village dare to do such a cruel hand!

"Very good!" Yu Ziqing popped out two cold words between his teeth, and then picked up the iron rod and slammed it on Yu Heguang's arm.

After knocking it out, Yu Ziqing threw the iron rod in front of Yu Heqing and other village cadres, and said lightly: "Do it yourself! After today, as long as you are honest and don't make trouble, my family and your Liangzi will be exposed." Of course, if you have any other ideas, then I can't guarantee that you will survive the rest of your life. ”

Village cadres, look at me, I'll look at you, and then look at Yu Hebang and the three of them holding their arms in pain, Yu Heqing, secretary of the village discipline inspection committee, gritted his teeth, picked up the iron rod and handed it to a village cadre next to him, and said, "Heyong, you give me a look." ”

The village cadre named Heyong hesitated, then picked up the iron rod and smashed it into Yu Heqing's arm.

They know that their own action is lighter than Yu Ziqing!

The iron rod spun around and returned to Yu Ziqing's hand.

Yu Ziqing picked up the pistol, casually tossed it a few times, and the pistol was dismantled by him, and then Yu Ziqing raised his hand high, and sprinkled the dismantled pistol on the ground, his eyes slowly swept over Yu Heqing and other village cadres, and said lightly: "Remember what I told you, and please help me pass the word to Yu Zican, Yu Heli and Yu Zhengkong, so that they can do it themselves, and the stick will be owed first." Of course, if they are not honest, it will be as simple as more than a stick!"

Yu Ziqing's gaze as cold as a sword made Yu Heqing and the others tremble, cold sweat flowed down their backs, and they nodded again and again.

Yu Ziqing smiled coldly, and walked out while holding a stick and beating his palm.

Outside the wall, many villagers had gathered to hear the wind, and when they saw Yu Ziqing walking out of the house of the secretary Yu Hebang with an iron rod with a calm and calm face, no one dared to say a word, and they all looked at Yu Ziqing silently with complicated eyes.

In that gaze, there was fear, cheer, admiration, and incredulity......

Watching Yu Ziqing's thin figure disappear into the long night, everyone knew that they would never forget such a bloody and cold scene tonight in this life, and they would never forget this scholar who looked like Sven, but was extremely cold in his bones.

"Call, call Lao Tzu to call the police!" As soon as Yu Ziqing left, Yu Hebang immediately shouted.

But no one called, and the village cadres glanced at Yu Hebang, and then walked out silently, passing the big wolf dog with a broken head and blood flowing all over the ground, they couldn't help but speed up their pace.

No one is not afraid of death, and they are no exception. Just now, they had deeply felt the threat of death, and they knew very well that Yu Ziqing dared to kill. This is an intuition from the depths of the soul, and it is inexplicable, but as long as they think of Yu Ziqing's gaze like a knife, they just want to avoid this place of right and wrong from afar, and live in peace.

Looking at the village cadres who usually bow to him, as if they were about to flee one by one, Yu Hebang felt extremely lost and angry, and roared at their backs forgetfully.

"You cowards, did just one Yu Ziqing scare you into peeing your pants? Lao Tzu has someone! You watch, Lao Tzu immediately called someone to arrest him and put him in prison! If you dare to beat Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill their family!"

(To be continued)