"We really want to know, how can you be kind to us?"

"In this way, Zhao Zichen, we will give you a chance. Today you make a few gestures with us. As long as you can beat any of us, shall we let them go?"

I took a sigh of relief in my heart, but Zhao Zichen must never agree, because all these people are above him.

Yuemangong seemed to see my worry and said: "They dare not kill Zhao Zichen. Zhao Zichen's surname is Zhao. Even if he is driven out by the Zhao family, the Jianghu Covenant still protects him."

Tao Zhengyang was still dizzy, but his eyes were stunned. He was obviously hit hard just now, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

Zhao Zichen gritted his teeth and thought that no matter what, he couldn't be laughed at by Yue Mangong's grandson.

"Okay, but what if I kill you?"

"Hahahaha, Zhao Zichen, are you here to be funny today? Who can you kill?"

"A few days ago, you got a master of the Yunya faction to chase with you. Do you really don't know how many catties you are? Who doesn't know that your Zhao family has a good skill."

"Don't talk about him like that, he seems to be better than the average Zhao family."

"Where is the great?"

"You know a set of punches, hahahaha!"

Zhao Zichen's face was purple and blue with anger. Although he didn't think of himself as a quack, he still paid great attention to face like many quacks. He was very embarrassed when he was said that.

"You come out, we will make a life and death agreement today. If I kill you, I can't complain to the Jianghu Covenant."

"Achu, don't be fooled by him, I think he came to touch porcelain, hahahaha!"

Zhao Zichen pointed to the person standing behind Jiang Yang. Yue Man Gong and I gathered our spirits at the same time, and we prepared this person to move a little bit, and we would immediately take action.

But the man stood still and stunned. He shook his head: "I won't leave the station, second brother, you will meet him. But we'd better leave him alone, the boss has already given the order to die, and we must get rid of this as soon as possible. Little girl, don't make any extravagances."

Damn it!

Yue Mangong and I had to wait, Zhao Zichen was also disappointed, and continued to yell, "You are so fucking scared."

"Just treat me as afraid."

Zhao Zichen was dumbfounded when he thought that this guy would not eat hard or soft. At this moment, the person who had been canceling Zhao Zichen just now suddenly came out with his fist, with a grinning smile, as if he was looking at his prey.

"I will meet you."

As soon as the voice fell, the man raised a fist and hit Zhao Zichen face to face.

The nose is the fragile part of a human face. Zhao Zichen has rich experience in fighting, and of course he knows to hide, but his speed is still too slow. When he hides his side face, he can avoid it. The fist hits his face just right. Zi swelled up, his face was so painful as if he had been splashed with water.

Zhao Zichen staggered for a few steps, covering his face, and holding back before screaming, he laughed all around him and looked at him as a monkey.

This group of people again! In a trance, Zhao Zichen always felt that this scene was familiar, as if he had experienced it somewhere.

By the way, when he was a child, he was surrounded and beaten by several children who grew up in the rivers and lakes.

The Zhao family did not know how to work hard. They were looked down upon in the arena and were the easiest to be bullied. Later, his father left the Zhao family and became a doctor, and even the children of the Zhao family bullied him.

His eyes turned red, like beasts, and there was a roar in his throat, although the look on his face was ugly, but he didn't fall down.

The laughter gradually stopped, and everyone in the chaos could feel the murderous aura of others, and at this time Zhao Zichen was overflowing with murderous aura!

"Ho ho, is it really fun? Okay." The second brother twisted his fists, and Zhao Zichen stared at each other in circles.

Suddenly, Zhao Zichen rushed forward and hugged the man's waist.

He wanted to knock the opponent out, but the opponent didn't move at all in this collision. Not only that, but suddenly Zhao Zichen was grabbed by the opponent's legs, but instead he hugged him upside down.

The other party seemed to be holding a section of a tree stump, letting his big head face down, and slammed into the ground.

This trick is deadly!

Fortunately, Zhao Zichen was so busy that he hooked his feet around the man's neck, and was stunned.

I sighed: "Fortunately, he has learned Jiu-Jitsu."

"No." Yuemangong's eyes were like torches.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rolled on the spot. Zhao Zichen was originally hanging upside down. This time he was pressed on the ground. He was head down. After the opponent's body was rubbed into a ball, Zhao Zichen's arms were restrained in a ghostly manner. Neck.

Zhao Zichen's face flushed red, and he couldn't even breathe, let alone break free.

Yuemangong said coldly: "No, he is going to die."

The man was like a snake, strangling Zhao Zichen's neck, Zhao Zichen's entire face was red, and his neck seemed to explode.

At this time, I can't take care of that much. It is important to save people first.

I pointed to the two people behind, who were assigned to Yuemangong, and I was responsible for saving Zhao Zichen.

Just when we were about to do it, suddenly something went wrong, and the whole audience was quiet. Only the person who was holding Zhao Zichen, snorted in pain, shook twice, released Zhao Zichen, and slowly slumped to the ground.

Everyone was startled, Zhao Zichen knelt on the ground and coughed for a while while clutching his neck. The blood-stained knife in his sleeve thumped and fell to the ground.

"Zhao Zichen, you use a knife!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they didn't think that Zhao Zichen would use a knife.

Someone rushed up to help the man who fell on the ground, but the man twitched in a pool of blood, and then there was no movement.

"It's not breathing, Zhao Zichen, you bastard!!!"

"What? Brother..."

"Beast, you actually killed someone with a knife!!!"

Facing the incomparable anger of everyone, Zhao Zichen was calm, wiped off the blood splashed on his face, and said, "You also don't say you can't use a knife."

"Zhao Zichen, you villain, how can you use a knife in the martial arts competition?! Beast! Let's go together and kill this beast!!! Revenge for the second brother."

Zhao Zichen was panting heavily, but he couldn't recover his energy. The fight just now consumed too much energy for him, and now he doesn't even have the strength to hold a knife.

Surrounded by so many people, Zhao Zichen had nowhere to escape if he wanted to. The suffocating dizziness made him unable to stand straight now.

Suddenly, someone yelled, and turned his head behind his head: "Who hit me with a brick?"

"Fart, who will hit you with a brick? Who else can be here."

As soon as the voice fell, the man pointed at Zhao Xiaoliu in the corner and shouted: "Look, it's that bastard, who just hit me with a brick!"

Zhao Xiaoliu hid behind a concrete pillar, took a brick and threw it out, shouting at Zhao Zichen: "Run!"

"Catch this bastard!!!"

Zhao Xiaoliu turned around and ran and hid in the darkness. Zhao Zichen turned his head to sneak, but was stepped on his back and pressed to the ground.

"You want to slip away? There is no door!"

Zhao Zichen was turned over, his big fist hit his nose, he snorted, and kicked the man in the stomach, but the power gap was too great to be able to kick it away.

It has only been a few minutes since Zhao Zichen went out to attract attention, but the scene has become a mess.

Don't even think that Zhao Xiaoliu is just a child, but his movements are very agile. He got into between the concrete pillars and soon no one was found.

"Can't wait, let's do it."

The time is almost here. I told Yue Mangong that Zhao Zichen and Zhao Xiaoliu are all attracted to the attention of those people now. It is a good opportunity for us to do it.

"You wait."

"What are you waiting for? Zhao Zichen is dying." I was sweating with anxiety.

But Yue Mangong looked indifferent and didn't care about Zhao Zichen's life and death. He pressed my shoulder and said, "Wait."

Zhao Zichen only had the strength to parry, covering his head with his hands and protecting the vital part, cursing: "When will I have to wait?!" JrNovels.com