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Seeing Lao Qi's worried eyes and "leave this matter to him", Zhang Feng thought that Lao Qi spoke like an old Jianghu before, and felt that Lao Qi might have some tricks, so he didn't say much.

"Hey, you!" The bandit leader pointed at him and slapped himself. Lao Qi, who was still begging for mercy, smiled, and put his palm down from the handle of the knife.

"This person is interesting." The bandits next to him also had a good time, watching the jokes of Zhang Feng and the other three.

In order to be able to walk, Lao Qi also laughed along with him, and the slap marks floating on his face followed his smile, and the slaps were particularly prominent.

As for the weapons on the car, he really didn't dare to take them out now that something happened.

The guy was the same, standing there with his head down, not daring to look at these bandits, and not daring to say a word.

Seeing Zhang Feng and the others being so cowardly, the bandit leader waved his hands proudly.

Only then did Lao Qi show a happy expression, and said gratefully: "Thanks to the masters, and the villains will get out immediately!"

"When did I say to let you go?" The bandit leader asked curiously, looking at Lao Qi who was suddenly stunned,

"I waved my hand to forgive you for saying the wrong thing. But because you said the wrong thing, our brothers taught you for a long time, and you were so tired that you were thirsty, so you just patted your buttocks and left?"

"Yes!" The four bandits beside him also smiled and echoed: "You come as soon as you say, and leave as soon as you say, and you just don't take our brothers seriously? If this spreads, how can the brothers mess around? "

"I" Lao Qi saw these bandits not letting go, his expression changed from stunned to fear, and his heart sank into the ice cave.

He finally understood that no matter what he said, even if he paid money for carriages, horses and goods today, it would be hard to do well.

They said so much, obviously just to tease themselves and others, like a cat catching a mouse.

Before eating, don't tease and play to relieve boredom.

"Several masters" Lao Qi let out a cry, ready to kneel and beg for mercy, and also thought that there was a chance of survival.

Really fighting together, he didn't feel that the three of them were the opponents of these five outlaws.

But the moment his knees bent.

Zhang Feng grabbed his shoulder with his right hand, and easily lifted his body with more than two hundred kilograms of strength, making him unable to kneel down.

"Old Seventh Brother, you can't do your tricks," Zhang Feng whispered, "These masters still won't let us go."

"Zhang Feng, we'll probably stay here." Old Qi's face was ashen, his body weight was completely supported by Zhang Feng, and he had no strength to stand still.

"What are you whispering?" a bandit yelled at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng didn't answer, but pulled Lao Qi back and pushed him to the side of the guy, then looked at the bandits who were watching the fun, smiled and clasped his fists,

"The masters have brothers, and I have brothers. The masters just met, and my brother was honest, and I got slapped and paid, and I should call the masters even louder. We can't "

"Hey, here's another talker!" The bandits looked at each other happily, and joked: "He's still a handsome boy. Want to treat the brothers to drink flower wine?"

The bandit leader also looked at Zhang Feng, raised his head a little, and asked, "Hey, who's the shopkeeper is this little boy?"

"I..." Zhang Feng walked over with a smile, imitating the moment when Lao Qi begged for mercy, when the distance was close, he suddenly took two steps forward and came to the head of the bandit, opened his arm pressing the handle of the knife with his left hand, and Clang' pulled out the long knife at his waist and stabbed him in the chest!

One person against five people, Zhang Feng didn't know how powerful they were, so he could only show the enemy's weakness first, and make sure that when he shot, he would seriously injure or kill one person first, so that they would be caught off guard.

Seeing Zhang Feng's sudden attack, the bandit leader's expression changed, and he dodged backwards subconsciously, but he couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced into the left waist by a blade, but he insisted on grabbing the back of the blade with one hand, and grabbed it with the force of falling all over his body. long knife.

Zhang Feng didn't compete with him, but kicked his waist suddenly, kicked hard with his toes in the open wound, and then threw the knife, allowing him to take it away.

"Kill him"

Although the bandit leader grabbed the long knife, he was kicked, the wound was torn into a big hole, and the blood overflowed, and he fell to the ground, but he endured the excruciating pain, stuffed the exposed internal organs, and rolled back.

"Law~" The horse was frightened when it saw the blood, and shook the carriage back.

The remaining four bandits also reacted, cursed angrily, pulled out their weapons, and charged towards Zhang Feng.

Seeing the attack of the four people, Zhang Feng did not chase after the bandit leader, but took a step to the left to avoid the blade of the bandit in the lead.

Turning sideways again, with fingers aligned, he swung his palms round, and with a muffled 'snap', the fan covered the bandit's left ear.

For a moment, he staggered forward and half-kneeled on the ground. The serious perforation of the eardrum made his head buzzing and dizzy, and he couldn't stand up for a short time.

'Huh' there was a short burst of wind.

When Zhang Feng saw the No. 2 bandit's blade attacking him, he lowered his body slightly, approached him, raised his left hand, and pressed it against the elbow of his arm, so that the blade could not fall down.

At the same time, Zhang Feng's toes seemed to have heels, and he fastened the soles of his shoes. The soles of his feet and his legs exerted force, and twisted into one strand at his waist. His right shoulder sank and fell back.

The left hand that was holding his wrist knocked back, grabbing his arm, and the moment he pulled his body forward, the tip of the sunken right elbow suddenly pointed upward.

With a muffled 'creak' sound, the bandit's left chest collapsed half an inch, his body jumped an inch out of thin air, and fell backwards.

At this moment, Zhang Feng had been holding the left hand of his arm, and as he leaned back, the moment it slid to his wrist, he suddenly grabbed, twisted, and continued to pull, 'clicking' his wrist dislocated It broke off, exposing the bone spurs, and was pulled in front of Zhang Feng, with a sound of "噗呲", blocking the No.3 bandit's blade.

With another push, the corpse ran towards him along the edge of his blade.

Zhang Feng jumped out from behind the corpse and took a step to the right of Bandit No. 3. He kept walking as he passed by his side, but his left hand stretched out horizontally and caged towards his face. Claws, buckle towards where the eyeballs are.

Accompanied by the bandit's screams, he let go of the handle of the knife, regardless of the corpses falling towards him, and wanted to reach out to touch his eye sockets.

Zhang Feng made a fist with his right hand, turned around suddenly, and hit him on the back of the head.

With a crisp 'click', his screams stopped abruptly, and the body of the bandit No. 2 fell to the ground one after another.

The back of the brain is the most fragile part of the skull, connected to the central nervous system of the spine, including several fatal points of the human body are located in the brainstem. Hard hitting will make people dizzy, and in severe cases, the whole body will be paralyzed and die.

Under the force of Zhang Feng's punch of more than two hundred kilograms, his brain stem was smashed by skull fragments in an instant, and he was so dead that he couldn't die anymore.

When Zhang Feng killed him, he kept walking and chased his corpse for half a step. He pulled out the dagger on his thigh and stabbed the half-kneeling bandit in the back.

'Huh' The last bandit caught up and cut Zhang Feng's back with a knife from the right side of Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng drew out the dagger, bowed his body, and while avoiding the danger, he held the dagger with his backhand and swept it to the heel tendon of the last bandit. The point of the knife pierced into the flesh of his ankle. The blade, using the bone as a point of leverage, pressed and cut, breaking his entire hamstring.

The bandit suddenly shrank and twitched his hamstrings, and accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, he suddenly lost strength in one leg and fell backwards.

Zhang Feng got up, pressed the handle of the knife with the thumb of his right hand, and caught up with his body that was about to fall. His entire neck, nailing him to a tree trunk.

Let go of the handle of the knife and shake off the blood stained on his hand.

Zhang Feng let out a long breath, then turned around to pick up a long knife on the ground, and looked at the bandit leader who wanted to climb away from here.

He covered the wound at his waist with both hands, his face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the soil under his body had already been stained red by the blood flowing from his waist.

"I"

Seeing Zhang Feng looking over, he wanted to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect that all four of his brothers died in just ten seconds!

"Didn't you just ask my name?" Zhang Feng took a few steps forward, and directly sent the blade into his chest,

"Listen well. When you arrive at Huangquan Road, when you brothers get together, if someone asks about it on the road, they will say that I, Zhang Feng, sent you."

The blade is pulled out.

The bandit's breathing stopped, and his hands covering the wound dropped.

Holding a long knife, Zhang Feng mended and cut the throats of several other bandits one by one.

Beside the carriage, Lao Qi and the guy were dumbfounded by watching, their pale faces could only consciously hold down the restless steed.

Zhang Feng looked back at them, walked back to the bandit leader, and took a small cloth bag from his waist that was stained red with blood.

Opening the mouth of the bag, there were thirty or forty pieces of copper inside, and three pieces of silver-white ocean sticking out of the copper, one of which was given by Lao Qi just now.

"These masters are not allowed to leave, and the money for the drinks of the masters is gone"

Zhang Feng shook the money bag, looked at the two people beside the carriage, "Let's leave in the end, we have money for the big dumplings."

"I..." Lao Qi came back to his senses and swallowed another mouthful of saliva. He didn't know if he was greedy for dumplings, or he was frightened. He looked at the corpses all over the ground and said, "Zhang Zhangfeng, did they bury them?"

"Buried?" Zhang Feng wiped the blood-stained money bag with the bandit leader's clothes, took out a big ocean from it, and threw it to Lao Qi, "Man has to eat, and so has the wolf."

Stand up.

Zhang Feng came to the side of the carriage, "Let's go, I said to send it before noon, it has been delayed for a long time now, I am still greedy for the thin-skinned dumplings in Huhui County."

Chapter 2 Buying and selling

"well"

The old Qi and the two hurriedly responded, led the horse, and bypassed several corpses on the ground in front of them.

But even if they walked around the corpses for a hundred meters and turned around and couldn't see the corpses, the two of them still had lingering fears when they thought about what happened just now.

If it wasn't for Zhang Feng being here, the two of them would be the ones going to pay homage to Hades today.

They don't know how to express this kindness.

In front of the carriage.

Zhang Feng stuffed the money bag into his pocket, looked at his blood-stained clothes, turned around to look at the two walking with their heads bowed, and asked,

"I remember we had a change of clothes in the car."

Hearing this, Lao Qi looked at Zhang Feng who was walking in front, saw the blood on Zhang Feng's shirt, and slapped himself on the head, remembering that he couldn't enter the city like this.

I was so scared just now, if it wasn't for Zhang Feng's question, he still hasn't recovered.

"Oh, I see I did this!"

Lao Qi scolded himself, came to the back of the carriage, took out a folded shirt from above,

"We are rushing to deliver the goods. I am afraid that it will rain on the road or the cart will fall down. I have prepared a few outer shirts and they are all washed. Brother Zhang Zhang will make do with it."

Lao Qi said, the two of them really didn't expect that this time, there was no wind or rain this time, but brother Zhang's clothes were dyed too bright and red because of the murder, so they changed them.

"This is a good dress." Zhang Feng took it, took off the blood-stained gown, and put on a new outer shirt. The wrinkled palms fit perfectly.

Lao Qi is about the same size as Zhang Feng, but slightly shorter. His outer shirt is made looser for comfort.

"Brother Zhang" Lao Qi packed up the blood-stained clothes, pondered a few more words, wanted to ask Zhang Feng something, but couldn't ask.

Because he felt that Brother Zhang was good at talking, but now he saw that his former friend was a master, and he killed people like hemp, and saved his own life, thank you.

Then talking again, more or less not as natural as before.

Seeing Lao Qi wanting to ask something but not daring to ask, Zhang Feng smiled and jokingly said to ease the atmosphere,

"Okay, old Qi, I took you as a brother before and took over this matter. Now you are better, don't treat me as a brother, and you don't say anything clearly, and you still hide it."

"What's the matter!" Lao Qi hastily defended, and then realized that it was a joke, and suddenly laughed, relaxing a lot.

Taking advantage of this relaxation, he also asked what he faltered just now,

"Brother Zhang, do you know kung fu?"

"I will." Zhang Feng continued to walk forward, and there was no concealment in his words. He had indeed learned it in his previous life.

'Is this going to be a little bit? But Lao Qi didn't believe it.

The guy next to him didn't believe it either.

But Zhang Feng didn't say much, and he didn't dare to ask.

But in fact.

Zhang Feng felt that he really didn't know many ways to play, and more of them were kung fu practiced in actual combat.

If you want to sum up, in fact, no matter what the routine is, the kung fu is just a few words, poisonous hands, poisonous eyes, and poisonous heart.

Raise your hands without mercy, raise your legs without giving in.

As long as you fight with people, aim at the upper and lower sides of your moves, cut your throat with a knife, goug out your eyes, pull your vagina down, wipe your wrists, pick your tendons, and try to kill with blood.

As for whether they can fight, whether they will fight, and where to fight.

The master leads the door in, and the sentence falls on the individual.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng thought that there should be some martial arts masters in this world.

I have time to learn some real skills.

The world numbered 01, if there are no martial arts masters, it is not a top world at the same stage.

Thinking about it, he chatted with Lao Qi every sentence along the way.

The rest of the way is smooth.

At about [-]:[-] in the morning, Zhang Feng and the others led the carriage to Huhui County.

It was noon, and there were fewer people at the gate of the county, and more of the nearby farmers went home to eat.

into the county.

It's a bit lively, there is a small market in the east, many hawkers set up stalls, people come and go, horse-drawn carts, donkey carts are constantly coming and going.