Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 33 I just want to kill everyone

"Oh!"

Wei Zheng flew up and kicked Liu Tao on the ribs. The bones cracked loudly.

Liu Tao's extremely miserable scream, like a slaughtered pig, echoed in the sky of Xiaotang Village.

The villagers looked at this scene, and everyone's heart was beating fast.

They clearly saw that Wei Zheng's foot broke Liu Tao's ribs with just one kick!
This kind of power, in front of these villagers who have been facing the loess and being thrown into the sky all their lives, is like the Tai Sui descending from the sky.

That's a character in a storybook!

But in fact Wei Zheng was just a warrior who had just broken through the Mu Ren Pass.

"Please, Brother Zheng. It's our father and son who have deceived our hearts. We shouldn't treat your wife like this. Please spare us. I hugged you when you were a child."

Liu's father was lying on the ground, looking at his son's miserable condition, with tears streaming down his face, and climbed onto Wei Zheng's feet. His hands with thick knuckles pulled Wei Zheng's trouser legs hard.

"Spare you?" Wei Zheng sneered, shook off Father Liu's hand, and pointed at Bai Ling'er, who was surrounded by several ladies and was crying, with anger in his voice.

"If you really kidnap Bai Ling'er, do you think Young Master Zhao can spare her?"

"This" After hearing Wei Zheng's words, Liu's father hesitated with trembling lips, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Tie them both up, tie them up! Wait until I come back!"

Wei Zheng no longer looked at the two people who were lying on the ground, crawling like maggots. He turned around and saw two villagers holding the hemp ropes used to tie the pigs and tying up the father and son.

Wei Zheng didn't stay too long and walked directly along the path towards the martial arts hall.

After this incident, he understood that the so-called Young Master Zhao was definitely not a good person. Zhou Ming had just stood up for him and offended the so-called Young Master Zhao, and he would definitely not be able to live with it.

When he first came to the martial arts school, he seemed to have heard Zhou Ming say that this Zhao Qi family seemed to be a leader of a gang in the outer city.

What is the "Silver Wolf Gang" called?

"What bullshit Silver Wolf Gang!" Wei Zheng spat fiercely, his silver teeth clenching loudly.

Even the ferocious and murderous white-eared wolf, I can take off one of his paws, but I have to pull out the teeth of a bullshit silver wolf from an outer city!

Feeling the roaring energy and blood in his body, Wei Zheng secretly clenched his fists.

He didn't make a big deal out of it.

Now, my actual strength is that of a warrior who has passed the second level, and the so-called Young Master Zhao, no matter how strong he is, is just a waste who has not passed the second level!
He hurriedly and slowly hurried along, and sure enough, when Wei Zheng came to the martial arts hall, the martial arts hall was not closed.

The outer courtyard of the martial arts hall was noisy.

Five young men in black robes were talking dirty words and were kicking and beating several figures lying on the ground.

Among the people who fell to the ground, a voice that was extremely familiar to Wei Zheng was screaming in agony.

Zhao Qi, on the other hand, was sitting on a wooden mannequin with his legs bent, watching the people on the ground being beaten and crawling all over the ground, and couldn't help but sneer.

These little beasts dare to ruin their good deeds, maybe they are just tired of living, right?
Zhao Qi's eyes seemed to have flames burning. He had already figured out the background of these guys. They were just the sons of a few businessmen. Where did they get the courage to go against me?

And it’s just for a bastard?

He originally wanted to directly command a few younger brothers to cripple these people.

but
Zhao Qi took a sneak peek and looked behind him.

Next to the stone man pile, the petite Wang Muchhi was watching the scene in front of him with his hands folded, as if watching a play, with his clear eyes shining brightly.

Zhao Qi couldn't figure out what this kid meant.

But it seems that he has no intention of helping Zhou Ming, so that's fine.

Just as Zhao Qi was trying to figure out what Wang Muchhi meant, the sound of punches and kicks stopped.

"Fight! What are you afraid of!" Zhao Qi turned around and scolded, but saw a familiar figure at the door with a sneer on his lips.

"Hey, who is this? Isn't this our Young Master Wei? Have you found your wife?"

Wei Zheng was standing quietly in front of the door. The evening breeze blew the corners of his robes, and the red sunset fell on his face. His pupils reflected the glow, as if they were hiding a ball of burning flames.

"Fuck! I knew I was right to bet! Brother Wei is back! Get the money!" Zhou Ming was beaten with bruises all over his face. He crawled on the ground in the dark, looking through the seam of his legs at the boy who was beaten even more severely. "Hehe!" Zhou Ming suddenly giggled. "I knew it, I knew it"

Several teenagers who were punching and kicking were stunned and turned to look at their leader.

In the corner, Wang Muchhi's eyes also lit up, with a look of anticipation on his face.

The expectation of eating melon.

"Okay, okay, he's quite talented." Zhao Qi jumped down from the wooden man. "Are you coming back for revenge? Or for your brother?"

Several teenagers were about to step forward, but were held back by Zhao Qi.

"Single fight?" Zhao Qi looked Wei Zheng up and down with contempt in his eyes.

"Then come." Wei Zheng grinned, murderous intent brewing.

"No! Brother Wei!" Zhou Ming suddenly shouted. "Zhao Qi has almost broken the wooden man. Brother Wei, you have just been promoted to the wooden man."

Zhao Qi's actions seemed fair, but for a veteran who had paid two tuition fees in a martial arts gym and studied martial arts for nearly a year in total to fight with a novice who had just been admitted to the hospital for more than a month and was physically exhausted, this was clearly bullying.

Regardless of experience or strength, it is impossible for a newcomer to deal with Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi relied on this to dare to challenge Wei Zheng.

Several companions looked at each other and made way for Zhao Qi, their eyes full of sneers.

"There is no limit to life or death, right?" Zhao Qi waved his wrist and walked up to Wei Zheng with a playful smile.

"If you win, the little lady will be mine."

"What nonsense! Just hit him!"

Amidst Wei Zheng's violent roar, the iron pendulum of the first move of Mountain Moving Fist suddenly hit out with an incomparable whistling sound!
Zhao Qi didn't even react!I felt my eyes go dark, and severe pain came like waves.

Those teenagers didn't even see Wei Zheng's movements clearly!
"Ah!!" Amidst the screams, Zhao Qi was punched in the cheek!Several bloody teeth fell to the ground!
Wei Zheng was unyielding and fired several punches in succession. With the sound of breaking the air, Zhao Qi was hit in the abdomen by the punch. His whole body was bent over like a cooked shrimp. The moment he lowered his waist, his hair was hit by an iron Grab it with big, pincer-like hands!
Wei Zheng raised his leg and pushed his knee against Zhao Qi's head. He heard a squeak and a strand of hair was pulled off along with his scalp!

"What the hell are you looking at! Come on!" Zhao Qi's mouth was full of blood, and he felt dizzy.

"Fuck!" Several teenagers rushed forward!

Wei Zheng was not afraid at all. He fixed Zhao Qi's neck with his arms and used his waist as an axis to drive Zhao Qi to turn instantly. Zhao Qi opened his eyes hazily and saw only a huge fist shadow coming from far to near!

The leading boy couldn't react. He obviously hit Wei Zheng in the face, but why did he hit the elder brother in the face the next second?

"Ah!!!" Zhao Qi screamed, his front teeth had been knocked off by a punch, and the bloody front teeth were like nails, digging into the young man's finger bones.

"Help." Zhao Qi was hit by these solid punches, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"You are looking for death!" Song Ke pulled out an iron rod from nowhere and slammed it down on Wei Zheng's head.

Wei Zheng calmly threw Zhao Qi away, raised his right hand, and easily took the iron rod. He flipped his wrist, and Song Ke felt a huge force twisting it, and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Zhou Ming, who fell to the ground, was almost stunned.

Is Brother Wei so powerful?

　Dear book friends, please stay. Xiao Huan, I have something to puzzle about. I have always known that book friends are very capable, so I came here to ask for advice.

　　Some time ago, my own brother suddenly called me and said that strange things had been going on at home recently. In the middle of the night, ghosts were lying on the bed, falling and bumping, and I always felt that there was something charming and evil.

　　Of course I didn’t believe Xiao Huan, so I went there last night. After updating it in the early morning, I watched the short video for a while and then fell asleep.

　　When I was sleeping, I suddenly felt a chill all over my body and couldn't move. I knew it was a sleep disorder, which is commonly known as ghost sleep.

　　When I woke up before [-] a.m., I felt chills all over my body. It was different from the ordinary cold. It was accompanied by numbness on the back of my scalp.

　　At that time, I was still joking to myself, wondering if there were any evil spirits. If there really were any, I looked at the curtains and thought to myself, "Ghosts, could you please move the curtains and try?"

　　The curtain moved.

　　At this time, I felt that my whole body was getting colder and colder. I still didn't believe in evil, and my mentality was a bit broken. I pointed at the curtain and yelled, "Move again!"

　　Before he finished speaking, the curtains moved again!And it moves even more than before!
　　Damn it, I was really confused at that time. I felt chills all over my body. When I got up or sat down, I couldn’t sit still at all.
　　That night, I slept for a total of one hour.
　　I would like to ask my book friends, is this a psychological suggestion on my part, or is it really something? ?
　　And there are so many strange things that the space is too short to finish.

　　By the way, Xiaohuan, I just slept for an hour today and am still working hard on typing. Can I catch up on reading?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)