Lord of Time!

Chapter 2 Millennium Kill
In the backlight of the torch, the smile on the face of the tall and fleshy man did not seem friendly, but a little fierce.

He walked in square steps, very nondescript, followed by a tall, thin man who followed suit, with a gloating expression on his face.

"You little bastards, don't blame me for being the boss. There are eleven begging places on Qilin Street, but here, you can't get a tael of silver, and it's hard for me to do it."

For some reason, Boss Yan's tone turned out to be a little sincere: "The Xiangzhu has tracked it down, and the monthly offering of 100 taels of silver is so overwhelming that I can't breathe. Otherwise, you obediently let me break my hands and feet. Cry more miserably, feel more pitiful, and you can ask for a little more money."

Everyone's heart was shocked, and the whole body was cold.

Chen Ping stood up slowly supporting the incense case, and took a long breath.

In his later life, he traveled all over the world, came and went in the wind and rain, and met all kinds of people, so of course he would not have misjudged this person's character.

The other party seemed to be very sincere in what he said, asking you to understand my difficulties, but deep down he was very cold-blooded, pinning his own happiness on the pain of others.

No, the pain of others, in his view, does not exist at all, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and he will not allow anyone to disobey him.

Dasha was really not stupid, he did nothing wrong in wanting to escape.

Because, he knew that once he stayed here, Boss Yan would never let him go.

"thump……"

The two sunflower brothers on the small table and stool immediately collapsed, their legs gave way, and they knelt down among the broken bricks and tiles, crying, "Boss Yan, please forgive us, I have read books, can write, and Settle the bill, and..."

"Come on, two eunuchs who sold their butts, they smoked me to death."

Boss Yan didn't turn his head, but just stared at Chen Ping.Behind him was a tall, thin man who yelled ferociously and kicked the two Sunflower brothers into a fight.

Zuo Duanshou's expression was numb, and he stood there motionless.

Turning to look at Chen Ping.

Hualian'er's body trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand to grab the corner of Chen Ping's clothes, raised his head, and looked at Boss Yan's ferocious smiling face bitterly, as if he wanted to remember it in his heart.

At this moment, Chen Ping finally understood why even though he had a broken leg, died of a fever once, and his body was unbelievably weak, still no one snatched the treasured place to sleep under the incense table.

It turned out that he was the "leader" of these little beggars.

So, here comes the question, is Dasha stupid or not? He dared to steal food from his "boss" before.

This is not only the reason why that guy's brain is not easy to use can be explained, but it can only prove that in his original body, he may have a kind heart... capable and kind-hearted, he can twist everyone into a rope, and everyone is in the same heart.So, after being targetedly broken by Boss Yan, he finally had a fever and died.

Sure enough, good people don't live long.

This logic is closed.

"Originally, you are a little bit older. Even if you lose your limbs, you are much worse than a three- or five-year-old child. It is difficult to arouse other people's sympathy, and you can't earn much money. But you can have three melons to some extent. Two dates, better than what it looks like now."

A trace of cruelty flashed in Boss Yan's eyes, and impatient to say more, he rushed forward, stretched out his green and black palm, and grasped Chen Ping's arm with Li Feng.

His fingers were bent into a hook shape, and the roots were as thick as radishes, and he had practiced his hand skills just by looking at it.

This person is not blindly arrogant, but he knows the truth of "capture the thief first, capture the king first", as long as the leader is picked up first, the rest will not dare to resist, so they can only obediently let him cut off their hands and feet.

He didn't even have a little bit of defense. The last time he kicked his opponent's leg, he knew that this young man with a handsome face and a calm demeanor was not as capable as he appeared on the surface.Apart from having a handful of natural strength, he doesn't even understand basic martial arts.

I have succeeded in forging my bones, I am strong and strong, and my shots are exquisite, so it is impossible to miss no matter what.

He had even foreseen that if he caught the opponent's arm and tore it off, and then stepped on his hands and feet, the uglier the wound, the better.

Of course, I will scratch the other person's face later. Isn't it a foul for a man who looks like this?
If while begging, you seduce a passing daughter and find someone to embarrass yourself, then it will not be very good.

Thinking of this, he felt a sense of joy in his heart. What he likes most in his life is watching someone howl under his hands, especially this kind of "sheep" who is unable to resist. This will make him feel very real. It's wonderful to be a big shot with life and death at your fingertips.

The "prey" in front of him finally "paniced" and could no longer maintain his previous calm and calm posture. He waved his hands and dodged sideways, but how could he be faster than his grasp.

Boss Yan sneered in his heart, and suddenly saw a cloud of gray fog in front of his eyes.

He didn't even have a reaction, his eyes couldn't see clearly, and countless fine powder particles hurt his eyeballs... In the gray light, it seemed that a black shadow rushed towards him, and he heard the sound of wind in his ears, about to come from his armpit. down through.

'Ash...'

This thought flashed through his mind, he let out a roar, and hastily put his hands back to protect his eyes and chest, a lightning bolt bounced off his foot, whipping up a fierce wind.

Crack, kicked the incense table into pieces, retracted his legs and came back, before he could stand still, the back of his head shook, his body froze in place, unable to move any more.

Chen Ping's face was as pale as paper, and he was panting heavily. He was already standing behind Boss Yan. The old wound on the knee of his broken right leg was cracked, and the blood was gurgling. in the meat.

The movement just now mobilized the whole body, and used both hands, feet, body and eyes. I really didn't care much, and the injured leg was not lightly affected.

I have to say that my body does not look strong, and my strength and speed are indeed outstanding among ordinary people. In other words, I am a natural embryo of martial arts.

Although the root bone is very good, but after all, he has a broken leg and his body is weak, and he doesn't seem to have practiced routines on weekdays. With a slight movement, he can twist his hips and twist his tendons...

In consciousness, he forcibly controlled his body and used the "Ye Di Zang Hua Style" of Baguaquan to punch out a handful of incense ash, and then used the "Pull Weeds and Snake Hunting Style" to lean down and sneak around the ground to get behind Boss Yan.During the ups and downs, he stabbed the tip of the rusty iron handle of the incense ash shovel into the back of his neck with his backhand, cutting off the nerve.

This movement looks simple, but it is the ultimate move that has been immersed in half a lifetime in the previous life and practiced hard for 20 years.

Even if I changed my body, changed my world, and kicked a leg...

The life-and-death confrontation experience engraved in the soul, but not thrown away.

The essence of "hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaf" lies in the word "hidden", which is to deceive.

There are impermanent moves, impermanent moves, no restrictions on fists, feet or swords, as long as the opponent can't see the action of throwing incense ash.

Just like magic, it looks like martial arts, but it actually contains profound truths, involving psychological games.

Boss Yan, don't say he is defenseless, even if he is on the alert all the time, he may not be able to escape...

"Panic and dodging" and "flapping arms" are all for him to watch.If he is not allowed to see it, he will never see it.

For Chen Ping, the "Zang" tactic is a clever trick, and it is easy to fight; on the contrary, the body is like a dragon, and it is too difficult to go around the body and stab the neck.

However, at any rate, it was done, and the degree of completion was not bad.

Grandpa under Jiuquan will also give a good compliment when he sees it.

Seeing his armpit change, Boss Yan staggered and fell to the ground. The tall, thin man who was three steps away behind him only reacted at this time, pulled out the half-length iron spike from his waist, and waved it indiscriminately to charge up.

Just after taking two steps, he jumped up with an "ow", jumped twice, fell headfirst to the ground, and twitched wildly.

Chen Ping turned his head and saw clearly.

I couldn't help the corners of my eyes twitching wildly.

The moment the tall and thin man swung the iron thorn forward, the left severed hand took a step ahead, rolled on the ground, grabbed the thin bamboo pole on the ground, and thrust out suddenly from bottom to top.

The bamboo pole hit somewhere on the tall, thin man's buttocks, and it was no more than three feet straight.

What a "millennium kill"!
No matter how vicious the thin and tall man was, he obviously couldn't be ruthless at this moment.

The little table was so startled by the series of events that it lost its reaction, with its mouth wide open; but the little stool was not in a daze, picked up half a brick, stepped forward in two steps, and rode onto the tall and thin body, with its eyes closed and its mouth open. Howling, he greeted the other party on the forehead.

"Call me an eunuch, let you call me an eunuch."

After hammering seven or eight times, he didn't open his eyes until the bricks shattered and fell.It was found that the whole face of the thin and tall man had been rotted into a ball, only the remaining legs twitched from time to time, and soon stopped moving.

The torch fell to the ground and gradually dimmed, wisps of green smoke lingered...

In the dilapidated earth temple, only a few people were panting violently.

Of course, there is also the sound of Hualian's upper teeth gnawing his lower teeth.

At this moment, there was a "boom" outside the door, as if something had been knocked off... Immediately afterwards, there was another series of footsteps, and "deng, deng, deng" hurried away.

"There are still people following, but they didn't enter the temple."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that there was a lot of trouble...

(End of this chapter)