Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 34: Beating!Beat up!
In the final analysis, the disciples of Murenguan are just inexperienced warriors. Not only have their Qi and blood failed to integrate, but they have also not experienced actual combat. When they really fight, it looks like a fight between gangsters on the street.

It's just that they beat harder and more violently than the street gangsters.

Wei Zheng didn't have much experience in actual combat. At first, he could maintain his fist path to attack and defend, but later on, his fist path was completely messed up, and his energy and blood were also in chaos.

But even so, these five or six young men were still no match for Wei Zheng.

"Press him down!" The three young men looked at each other and pounced towards Wei Zheng, pressing him tightly under them. Song Ke was disarmed and learned to be smart. He pulled out a long stick with a white wax pole from the weapon rack. He whipped Wei Zheng hard on the back.

The ash wood pole is extremely hard and flexible enough to break a person's ribs with some force.

Bang!As the ash pole hit Wei Zheng's back!
The severe pain was accompanied by rage, which caused the energy and blood in his body to surge. Like a beast's ferocious roar, Wei Zheng's body suddenly rose up. The young men felt as if they were pressing on a rolling mountain, and they had no chance to resist. Then he was thrown down!
clang!
Several teenagers who were thrown to the ground were hit in the chest by the iron rod in Wei Zheng's hand before they could react!

"Wow!!" Blood instantly poured out of the mouths of several teenagers.

Where have these teenagers ever seen this kind of situation?This Wei Zheng is like a wild beast, no matter how many times he is knocked down, he can stand up immediately from the ground.

His fists hit him like they were hitting a steel plate, and it seemed that they couldn't break his defense at all.

Gradually, they became afraid.

The blue brick and stone ground was covered with ferocious bloodstains, with broken teeth hanging among them, pale white and blood red intertwined. Wei Zheng, who was covered in blood, looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

"Hey, didn't you say you were going to fuck me yesterday? Do it!" Wei Zheng chuckled and pulled up a strong and dark boy who was kneeling on the ground by his hair.

This guy was so arrogant yesterday that he said he didn't know what to do.

"Yes! I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." the boy cried loudly.

"when!"

Wei Zheng hit the young man on the head with an iron stick.

Only Song Ke was left standing.

"Don't come over here." Song Ke was holding an ash wood pole as long as his body in his hand, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

At this moment, what stood in front of them was like a bloodthirsty beast, covered in blood, panting softly, its body rising and falling with its breathing. In the starry night, such a murderous god standing in front of them was enough. Let them break the defense.

Song Ke's whole body was shaking.

There were seven of them playing together!Who was not a naughty and naughty man who used to be aggressive and aggressive on the street? !
But today, they were all beaten down.

He was beaten down by a man!

"Are you looking at me?" Wei Zheng grinned, revealing his white teeth and red face, which looked ferocious and terrifying under the moonlight.

"Ah!!!" Song Ke finally couldn't help the fear in his heart, screamed, dropped the stick and ran towards the door.

"Where are you running!" Zhou Ming hooked his foot and tripped Song Ke who was running for his life. Following Zhou Ming's whistle, Zhou Ming and the other three who had been suffering all afternoon were instantly on Song Ke's body, and they were punched and kicked again.

The smile on Wei Zheng's lips was ferocious, and he looked at the teenagers lying on the ground.

At this moment, even the young man who was still able to stand up would never dare to get up again.

Zhao Qi squirmed on the ground like a maggot, crawling toward the door with difficulty.

"It's all your fault tonight!" Wei Zheng spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, took two steps forward, sat directly on Zhao Qi, and kept hitting him in the face with a pair of fists.
Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Amidst the muffled sound of flesh colliding, Wei Zheng kept hitting Zhao Qi's face like a machine. Soon, Zhao Qi's face was swollen into a bloody pig's head.

If Zhao Qi really kidnapped Bai Ling'er, Wei Zheng really wanted to kill him.

He understood Bai Ling'er's character very well.

If she was really captured and humiliated, she would really commit suicide.

This is tantamount to killing her.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Wei Zheng was confused and almost mechanically hit Zhao Qi in the face.

Under the moonlight, Wang Muchhi hasn't left yet.

At this moment, he was sitting on the stone man, quietly looking at Wei Zheng who was like a beast.

"Brother Wei, you are hiding your clumsiness."

A faint smile appeared on Wang Muchhi's lips, he jumped down from the stone man and walked towards Wei Zheng.

"Brother Wei, it's better not to fight. If you fight again, I'm afraid someone will die."

Snap, a strong hand held Wei Zheng's fist, which he was about to smash down. Wei Zheng turned his head mechanically and looked at Wang Muchhi quietly. "Brother Wang, help me kill this kid. I am willing to give you 300 taels. No, 3000 taels." Zhao Qi's face had already been swollen into a pig's head.

"Bang!" Wang Muchhi kicked Zhao Qi on the chest, shutting him up immediately.

"Brother Wei, you impress me tonight." Wang Muchhi smiled, his little face under the moonlight extremely cute.

"When the teacher asks tomorrow, I will help you."

With that said, Wang Muchhi jumped outside as if he had encountered something happy.

"What the hell is this guy trying to do?"

Wei Zheng stared at Wang Muchhi's jumping, deer-like back, and his heart was in confusion.

Under the night, Wei Zheng and Zhou Ming threw several people who had been beaten into dead dogs on the street, locked the door of the martial arts hall, and walked under the moonlight with a few people supporting them.

Along the way, Wei Zheng was worried.

Only then did he realize that today's matter was not that simple.

Why is there not a single martial artist on duty in the martial arts hall today?
Where is the teacher?Where is the third senior brother?That eighth senior brother was supposed to be on duty, why didn't he show up until now?
"Brother Wei." Zhou Ming winked, approached Wei Zheng, and held out three shiny silver cakes in his hand.

"this is for you"

"For me?" Wei Zheng frowned.

"Hi" Zhou Ming's cheeks hurt when he smiled. "When we were beaten just now, a few of us made a bet on whether you would come to save us. Hehe, I won."

Wei Zheng looked at the other two people and saw the two guys with bruises and swollen faces smiling sheepishly.

"You can make a bet, why should you give me money? This is what you won."

"How about I place a bet for you?" Zhou Ming chuckled and put the money into Wei Zheng's hand.

"Brother Wei, just take it. From now on, the brothers will recognize you as their eldest brother!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ming winked behind him.

"Big brother!"

Several crisp shouts rang out under the moonlight.

Wei Zheng looked at a few people and smiled.

"Then I won't be polite." Wei Zheng smiled and put the money in his arms.

In fact, he was indeed short of money.

Chen Sheng is still lying in the hospital. This guy got beaten because of himself. As his elder brother, he must cure this kid.

Going forward, there are still many things to do with money.

When Bai Ling'er returned home late at night, she felt heartbroken when she saw Wei Zheng's body covered with wounds.

She stayed awake the whole night and even woke up Uncle Biao, begging him to get her some herbs.

With Bai Ling'er taking care of him, when Wei Zheng woke up the next day, most of the painful areas on his body had healed, and the blood stains on his body were wiped clean by Bai Ling'er's care, which lasted almost all night. net.

Looking at the patched martial arts robe, Wei Zheng felt distressed.

This thing is not easy to buy.
Arriving at the martial arts hall, Wei Zheng found that in the outer courtyard, every disciple practicing martial arts seemed to be looking at him, and there seemed to be constant whispers.

"Junior brother." Sun Cang walked directly in front of Wei Zheng with a dark face and punched Wei Zheng in the chest.

"You didn't get hurt anywhere yesterday, did you?"

"Senior brother, I'm causing trouble for you." Wei Zheng lowered his head.

"Why bother? I'm not afraid of trouble!" Sun Cang's face looked better when he saw that although Wei Zheng was beaten badly, he was not injured anywhere.

"Stop practicing now, master is waiting for you in the inner courtyard now!"

Sun Cang seemed very worried.

(End of this chapter)