The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 44 Hard Monkey Fist Wen Biao

"Damn, who is it!"

"Hey, Master Zhou? Let go of Master Zhou!"

"Eat the bear's heart and leopard's guts, damn it, dare to commit murder in front of us, let go!"

……

Not far away, the bandits also reacted and roared angrily.

A few even came over with knives in hand.

Feng Ji grinned, and picked up Zhou Zhuang's neck with one hand: "Master Zhou, you have a lot of contacts, and these are all your brothers?"

Zhou Zhuang's face was ashen, and he begged for mercy: "Master Feng, listen to my explanation. I really don't know these bandits. I just met Zhao Jiaozhu by chance, and I haven't fallen into trouble."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you have not fallen into grass? But what is the difference between what you do and these bandits?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Your wife and children are still in Qingyuan County. I remember you said that you have a martial arts gym here. It's good to have a family and a career."

While the two were talking, a bandit had already rushed up and slashed at Feng Ji's face.

Without raising his head, Feng Ji slapped him casually.

Bang!
The air vibrated, and the bandit's knife bent instantly, before the bandit could react.

Feng Ji turned his palm into a claw, and with a puff, his five fingers passed through his heart.

A random black tiger poked out his heart, and a blood hole appeared in the man's chest in an instant.

As Feng Ji withdrew his palm, blood spurted out immediately, splashing all over Zhouzhuang's face.

Zhou Zhuang's face was pale, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, his teeth collided, and he begged in horror: "Master Feng, it's none of my business, please, please let me go."

Feng Ji ignored it, grabbed Zhouzhuang with one hand, and strode into the bandits.

He is like a tiger with a rabbit in its mouth, wantonly slaughtering among the sheep.

For a moment, blood spattered and flesh flew.

The screams and howls continued.

All the bandits were killed, one, two, three...

Too many companions died tragically, and finally someone couldn't bear it anymore, screamed in horror, and fled for their lives like birds and beasts.

Feng Ji casually grabbed a bandit who looked to be only a teenager.

"Forgive me, forgive me, hero."

The voice of this little bandit is a little immature, and it seems that he is still in the stage of changing his voice.

Feng Ji looked down at him and asked, "How old are you?"

The little bandit cried with tears in his eyes: "Fourteen."

"Have you killed anyone?"

"I... I... haven't."

The little bandit's eyes flickered, and he denied it.

Feng Ji was silent, and suddenly grinned: "I'll be a bandit in my next life, so I'll keep my eyes bright."

"Forgive me..."

Kacha, before the little bandit finished speaking, his neck was directly broken.

Seeing this scene at close range, Zhou Zhuang felt a chill in his heart.

This young master of the Feng family is more cruel and ruthless than he imagined!

For a moment, he was filled with regret and regret. He was really deceived by lard, why did he choose the Feng family as his target.

He didn't realize at this time that there was something wrong with the looting matter, but he just regretted that he should not have chosen Feng's family as the target and provoked Feng Ji, the evil star.

Feng Ji didn't care about Zhouzhuang's psychological activities, he strode into Liu's house, and from a distance, he heard roars and the sound of fists and feet colliding.

Feng Ji suddenly became surprised: "The Liu family still has the strength to resist?"

Surprised in his heart, Feng Ji immediately looked towards the place where they were fighting.

But it was already surrounded by bandits, and a large blank area was left in the center of the crowd.

There were two people fighting inside, and more than a dozen men in black trench coats stood back to back in the back row.

Feng Ji noticed that one of them was carrying a banner with the four characters [Zhenyuan Escort Bureau] written on it.

Look at the two fighting again, one of them is muscular, rampant, blindly attacking, not defending.

This person is Zhao Jinhuan!
What surprised Feng Ji was that someone was able to fight Zhao Jinhuan back and forth without losing the upper hand!

This person has a strong and flexible figure, is not tall, and looks like a middle-aged man. While jumping up and down, his hands are like lightning, and he makes monkey-like calls from time to time.

All of a sudden, the man thrust his palm and hit Zhao Jinhuan's Tanzhong acupoint.

This is one of the doors of the Golden Bell Shade, Zhao Jinhuan hastily blocked it with both fists, clamping the palm of the visitor.

But he didn't expect that the man's palms collided with Zhao Jinhuan's arms, and after making a muffled sound, he exploded with great force again.

The four fingers contracted, the waist exerted strength, and the knuckles urged, and with a bang, Zhao Jinhuan staggered back a step.

It wasn't over yet, the man suddenly followed, his joints bent again, his claws were clenched into fists, and he exerted his strength again.

Bang!
Zhao Jinhuan's arms trembled violently, and he couldn't help but retreat again, with a look of shock and anger on his face.

However, this pose was not over yet, the visitor took another step, hooked his fist, and exerted strength on his wrist joints!
Bang!
There was another muffled sound, which directly hit Zhao Jinhuan's arms blood red. Finally, his arms couldn't hold him anymore, and he let go of his stance limply.

The man took advantage of this opportunity to jump up, kicked Zhao Jinhuan several meters away from the circle with a bang.

Zhao Jinhuan's golden bell shield was not injured, but his feet slid on the ground for several meters, and he was barely supported by the bandits.

However, he saw that the man did not chase after him fiercely, but clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "White Lotus Sect Golden Bell Shade, it is really powerful, let me admit it!"

Zhao Jinhuan squinted his eyes, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, four moves in one palm, Wenbiao Hard Monkey Fist, well-deserved reputation, Mr. Zhao has seen it today."

The middle-aged man named Wen Biao clasped his fists and said, "Don't dare, the old monkey won by a fluke and a half move. Master Zhao, please don't break your promise and let brother Liu's family go."

Zhao Jinhuan smiled: "When Zhao does things, he will do what he says. Don't worry, I won't touch the Liu family, but Zhao must take away the Liu family's money."

Wen Biao frowned slightly, looked at the dozens of bandits around, and sighed in his heart.

He knew very well that he had done his best to save the young and old of the Liu family today.

If you want to protect the Liu family's wealth, I'm afraid it will be impossible.

There was silence for the moment.

Zhao Jinhuan laughed and said, "Wen Biao, now that the Qing Dynasty is exhausted, foreigners are bullying our Chinese people, selling opium everywhere, and spreading foreign religions, causing people all over the world to live in dire straits."

"The Liu family, the Feng family, the Zhang family, and the Duan family, these local wealthy gentry are still colluding with the bureaucrats, oppressing the people, and working for foreigners. My actions are doing justice for the heavens. I robbed these money and food, and I also saved the common people in the world."

"The life of the Liu family is good, I can spare their lives with your help, but I have to take the money and food with me."

Wen Biao didn't speak, but just clasped his fists together.

He knew it well, and it was useless to say anything.

"Zhao Moujing, you are the master of monkey boxing, how about joining my White Lotus Sect? You and I discuss important matters together. You will shake the Escort Bureau far away, and your power will shake Guangdong and Zhejiang. If you join my White Lotus Sect, then you and I will be far away from each other. It is not impossible to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and enter the imperial city."

Wen Biao's eyelids twitched, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Zhao is ambitious and ambitious, I admire you, but I don't have big ambitions, so I won't participate."

Seeing that Wen Biao refused to enter, Zhao Jinhuan's eyelids twitched, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

However, he was afraid of the opponent's skill, so after weighing it, he didn't make a move after all.

He asked himself that his cross-training golden bell cover has long been perfected, but he still couldn't stop the explosive power of the opponent's hard monkey fist.

It can be seen that if you really want to tear your face, you will not be able to please the people on your side.

Immediately suppressing his tyrannical temper, he smiled and said: "Since that's the case, forget it, brothers, have you moved everything into the car? When it's done, move it out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse sneer came from behind the bandits in the audience.

"Ho ho ho, Master Zhao, where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)