The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 48 Victory
"Heitu, write down his name and watch Master Zhang's body with him. The others will follow me and continue chasing."

Liu Zhenhua didn't stop too much in front of Mr. Zhang's body. Those people were holding a box in their arms with a woman hanging behind them. They couldn't run very fast at all, especially the fat man. He ran as well as walked. If it weren't for three people pushing him He was probably overtaken by them a long time ago.

What is in the box must be the property of Mr. Zhang. Liu Zhenhua used to watch ancient TV series. Those masters would always carry gold with them when they ran away, either beaten into goldfish or made into gold shoe mats and hidden inside their shoes.

Although Liu Zhenhua currently has reputation and can be exchanged for silver and gold, the silver and gold in the mall are too expensive. Today I saw Mr. Zhang's heir holding a treasure box, which contained a lot of reputation points for Liu Zhenhua.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenhua became more motivated and ran faster, even faster than the howling little Heizi in front.

"Brother, run quickly," the second brother holding the box looked at the eldest brother beside him and couldn't help but urge.

The latter was sweating profusely. It was August and it was a hot summer. In addition, his body was weak and obese, and the valuable silk clothes he was wearing were almost wet with sweat. "Alas, alas, it's... already very... Soon."

The eldest brother said intermittently while breathing heavily.

"I told you not to exercise on weekdays. You can't run fast at this critical moment." The third brother turned his head and glanced behind him. A handsome young man almost rushed towards them with a stick, less than 20 meters away from them.

"I don't care about you anymore, I'm running away first."

After saying that, he immediately quickened his pace and stopped pushing his elder brother.

With less strength behind his back, the fat man's speed suddenly slowed down. He stretched out his finger to point at the third brother who had slipped away first, and said with some hatred, "Damn it, you kid... left the big brother with white eyes. .”

Seeing the pursuers behind him getting closer and closer, the second brother couldn't help it anymore, "Brother, my father is dead and the family is going to be separated. I will take my mother and run away first."

With that said, the second child turned to a woman and shouted, "Mom, run quickly."

Although he shouted to his mother to run away, the second child just refused to let go of the hand holding the box. There was gold in it, heavy gold. One was searching for the father, and the other three were selfish.

After shouting these words, the second child turned around and ran away.

Liu Zhenhua and others had already caught up behind him, and kicked the fat man who was last on the ground. Liu Zhenhua didn't look much and went straight after him. He kicked the fat man to the ground and basically couldn't get up.

How could the young masters and wives of these wealthy families have as good physical fitness as those who came from refugee bondage?

Less than a mile after being thrown from the backyard, the people in front were caught up by Liu Zhenhua and others.

The women squatted on the ground holding their heads and screaming. The noise made Liu Zhenhua upset and angry. He kicked her and then rushed behind the three men in front of him with a stick in his hand.

Yang Lichao came together and quickly swung his hand at the back of the neck of the man on the right.

Liu Zhenhua kept a close eye on the man holding the box in the middle.

The second child turned around and looked at Liu Zhenhua behind him with a horrified look, waving his stick, "No! I'll give you money!"

He shouted to Liu Zhenhua with a trembling voice.

"I'll use you to give it to you," Liu Zhenhua said happily. TV dramas don't deceive me. Sure enough, these people will say this when they are about to be slaughtered. How does their brain circuit think? If I kill you, won't I have everything?Still need it from you?

As he said that, Liu Zhenhua hit him on the head with a stick. It wasn't that he couldn't afford a long gun, but steel bars were more cost-effective. When the man saw that Liu Zhenhua couldn't get in the oil and salt, he hit him with a stick. His head suddenly tilted, and the stick hit him directly. on the shoulders. "ah!"

He screamed in pain, and the box in his hand fell to the ground. Suddenly gold was scattered on the ground, mostly gold bars, which were as thick as two fingers and one was as long as two fingers. It looked like it was about two taels.

This one gold bar is equivalent to a year's salary of an ordinary person in modern times.

Liu Zhenhua's eyes shone brightly. When he was a child, he saw those big brother nouveau riche wearing big gold chains and big gold watches. He smiled and had two gold teeth. Liu Zhenhua complained in his heart that these were too damn idiots. Only when he grew up did Liu Zhenhua realize that the brilliant gold color was What a noble thing.

He did not forget about business. He looked at the second son who was lying on the ground and hurriedly collecting gold bars. He did not forget his property even when he was about to die. He was indeed the son of the landlord Lao Cai.

Liu Zhenhua hit him on the head with a stick and instantly sent him home. I have to say that it feels really good to hit someone with a sap. The Chinese people have been rich in martial arts since ancient times. If it were not for the constraints of modern laws, ordinary fights would be ordinary. matter.

"I still want to run." After Yang Lichao swept across the man on the right, he rushed over with a lunge. He used the steel rod in his hand as a spear. The tail of the stick was connected to the palm of his hand, and Yang Lichao pushed it out directly. The steel rod was 1.5 meters long. , including Yang Lichao's arm, the attack range reached two meters long.

The front end of the steel rod directly hit the lower back of the fleeing man on the left, causing the latter to roll on the ground holding his waist.

After doing all this, Yang Lichao was about to let go of the steel bar in his hand, but he took a step forward and flipped his wrist to grab it again. Then he grabbed the steel bar and jumped forward. The one-handed grip instantly turned into a two-hand hold. He split Huashan with force and hit the rolling man, causing him to lose the ability to escape with a single bow of his body.

All this happened in a few breaths, extremely smooth. Liu Zhenhua's eyes lit up and he almost clapped his hands. He was indeed a good player with guns. He could do this with steel bars. Wouldn't it be even easier to use a long gun instead?

After watching the good show, Liu Zhenhua was attracted by the gold on the ground. It was a good thing. He knocked the gold back into the box.

The third and second children in front were beaten to death with steel rods by Yang Lichao and Liu Zhenhua. Butler Huang was lying on the ground wailing when he saw two heavenly soldiers approaching.

The two heavenly soldiers set up Huang Guanjia and walked towards the Zhang family courtyard. The boss on the road did the same, taking the women with him.

Walking to the back door, you can still hear the noise inside. Liu Zhenhua strode into the courtyard. The slave who killed Mr. Zhang looked at Liu Zhenhua flatteringly. Liu Zhenhua ignored it and went straight into a room that looked more impressive. He immediately saw Two or three villagers were rummaging around for something, and one of them was holding a golden hairpin with a silly smile on his face.

Liu Zhenhua stepped forward and kicked the man to the ground. Before the battle over there was over, these villagers had already begun to line their pockets.

These people are obviously profitless speculators who just got in and grabbed the property.

The villager who was kicked down was about to get up and curse, when he turned around and saw Liu Zhenhua staring at him. The villager immediately did not dare to say anything, and carefully held the golden hairpin in his hand, looking at Liu Zhenhua with a flattering look on his face, "Stove Lord, For you."

Yang Lichao stepped forward quickly and held the hairpin in his hand. He turned to look at Liu Zhenhua and said, "Young Master."

Liu Zhenhua did not take the hairpin, but held the box and looked outside.

"Let's go and see if any fish have slipped through the net."

"Yes."

"As for you, go to the front door and wait." Liu Zhenhua glanced at the three people in the room, then opened the door and strode away.

The three villagers looked at each other, said luckily and hurriedly left the room.

(End of this chapter)