"Little stones!" Tie Zhu shouted, but there was no response. He turned around and saw Yang Zhen squatting on the ground, pulling dirt.
"What are you doing? Let's go!"
"Pick up rocks! You said my name is Little Stone, so of course I have to pick up more rocks." Yang Zhen sneered, leaned over and pulled out two eggs-sized rocks from the soil.
It turned out that Yang Zhen saw that Tiezhu was having trouble walking and knew that he couldn't escape, so he might as well fight with these people. Furthermore, after discovering the abnormality in his body in the afternoon, he had the urge to find someone to sign with.
Just in time, these people arrived at your door.
While he was talking, the people above had already rushed down. The one at the front was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, half a head older than the other beggars. He turned the corner and saw Yang Zhen and Yang Zhen a few steps ahead.
Even though he was far away, he didn’t run away. He was a little stunned for a moment, so he stopped his steps.
He stopped, but the people behind him were pushing and shoving. Among them was the child who climbed through the window. He was the sharpest, and he immediately saw the pancakes and oil paper bags that Yang Zhen placed on the ground, and quickly got out from behind.
I grabbed the oil paper bag and opened it.
"Chicken, roast chicken! There is a roast chicken! Ah!" The child screamed and jumped up uncontrollably.
"What? Roast chicken!" The leading boy looked into his hand.
"Where is it? Let me take a look." The beggar from behind came over.
"My, my..." The last few who couldn't get through jumped anxiously.
Yang Zhen held a stone in each hand and sneered secretly, wondering who to operate on first.
"Stop!"
There was a sudden loud shout, like thunder on the ground, but it was the voice of an iron pillar.
His eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and he was breathing heavily, like a wounded beast.
"The roast chicken belongs to us!"
Tie Zhu shouted loudly, and with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, he waved his wooden stick and hit the group of people!
The leading beggar was well prepared and quickly met him with a stick. He was a head taller than the iron pillar and was at the top of this slope, which gave him an advantage. Although the iron pillar could usually be hit, he might not be able to take advantage of it this time.
It’s cheap.
However, there was Yang Zhen beside him. The stone in his hand had been prepared for a long time. When he saw the leader moving, Yang Zhen raised his hand and a stone flew out.
The distance of seven or eight steps can be said to be where to hit, and this hit happened to hit the man's calf. He took a step forward, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground, and then he pressed his thighs with both hands, ahhhhh
Screaming.
Yang Zhen's strength and speed of attack are far stronger than these people. The force of the stone hitting the person is much heavier than the one hit by Tie Zhu just now, and the calf is skin and bones.
Damn it, this big man won’t be able to stand up for a while.
This man fell down like this, but he blocked Tie Zhu's way forward. Tie Zhu was stunned for a moment, and had to look for the next target. The boy who climbed out of the window holding the roast chicken soon became a thorn in his side. p>
"Put down our roast chicken!" Tie Zhu's eyes widened angrily, like a ghost.
"Oh my God!" The child screamed strangely and pushed his way into the crowd behind him. This is how he came out just now. But he held the roast chicken tightly and did not let go.
"Damn you!" Tie Zhu was furious and raised his foot to step over the big boy's head: "Stop!"
In just such an effort, Yang Zhen's second stone also flew out, hitting the child who climbed out of the window squarely in the middle of the buttocks.
"Plop..."
The child who climbed up the window also fell to the ground and howled. He covered his buttocks with one hand and shivered in pain, but the other hand was still holding down the roast chicken. At this time, the other beggars reacted. The first two people
Seeing Tie Zhu rushing over, he hurriedly threw the stone in his hand at him, but it was with little force. Then he held the wooden stick with both hands to resist Tie Zhu's attack.
Tie Zhu endured the pain and took two blows. He ignored it and drew a semicircle with the wooden stick from the left side of his body. He lifted it up and first knocked away one of the people's wooden sticks. Then he pushed it forward and hit the man's chest.
After hitting the stick, he staggered back two steps with a cry of "Ouch" and fell to the ground.
The remaining one saw that the momentum was not right, so he immediately greased the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away. As soon as he ran, the four beggars who were following him also turned around quickly and ran faster than him.
While running, someone shouted:
"Go back to where you were just now and hit them with stones!"
How could Tie Zhu let them run back? Regardless of the pain in his back, he grabbed the wooden stick and hurriedly chased after them.
Here, Yang Zhen also rushed over. When she passed the child climbing through the window, he took the roast chicken back and stepped on his hand twice.
"I really don't have a good memory. What did I tell you this morning?"
What are you talking about? Of course, you hit me every time you see me! In just two days, this kid met Yang Zhen three times, and she was beaten three times by Yang Zhen. It was truly a "beat me every time you see me".
The child climbed up the window and rolled on the ground, crying loudly, with snot and tears coming out. I don’t know if he will dare to appear in front of Yang Zhen in the future.
Yang Zhen stopped caring about him and continued to chase him forward.
At this time, Tie Zhu had already knocked down another kid with a stick who was running away, and the remaining four people were climbing up the hillside in a hurry. Tie Zhu picked up the stick and hit one of them on the leg. The person fell with an "ouch!"
Come down.
"We can't let them escape back to that hill..." Yang Zhen looked around and quickly found several stones dropped by these people.
"Ah"..."Ah"..."Ah"...
Three stones flew over heavily, accompanied by three screams...
That's really like Xiao Li's flying knife, and it's a good example!
…………
All the beggars fell to the ground, and no one was left standing.
But Yang Zhen was very unhappy. Her body hadn't moved much yet! She was like a glutton who was about to feast. After just two bites of food, the food was gone and she was still very hungry!
I haven't had enough yet, why did you all fall down?
My thoughts are unclear and I need to vent them violently...
Yang Zhen walked up to the leading beggar, picked up a stick and threw it to him.
"Aren't you going to rob the Taoist temple? Aren't you going to make a sneak attack? Get up! Let's fight again!"
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The leading beggar was still covering his thighs and whining. When he saw Yang Zhen provoking him, he was not willing to be outdone. His eyes showed a fierce look, gritted his teeth, stood up holding on to the mountain wall, and then picked up the stick and struck Yang Zhen hard.
!
Yang Zhen's reaction was extremely fast. She dodged and then swiped the stick and hit him on his injured thigh!
"Ah!" A scream sounded that was many decibels higher than before. The leading beggar knelt forward, then covered his thighs and rolled around, hissing and wailing.
Yang Zhen walked up to another beggar, hooked her hands and said, "Get up!"
The beggar waved his hands vigorously, shaking his head like a rattle, and refused to get up despite saying anything.
"Get up!" Yang Zhen shouted loudly, broke off a branch and whipped the man hard. The man just dodged and begged for mercy, but did not dare to resist.
"Coward!" Yang Zhen sighed and walked to the next person...
Then the next one...
All the beggars were beaten by Yang Zhen, and the last one was the child who climbed through the window.
I saw his head buried in the grass, his butt facing out, muttering to himself:
"I'll fight you every time I see you, I'll fight you every time I see you..."
Yang Zhen kicked his butt, and the child who climbed out of the window rolled over with an "ah", but still covered his face tightly with one hand, determined not to meet Yang Zhen.
Seeing this cowardice, Yang Zhen threw down the stick, shouted to the sky, and laughed!
He finally felt comfortable, feeling relaxed and happy all over!
All the depression and worries since time travel were finally vented and released at this moment!
Damn time travel, another world!
I, Yang Zhen, will definitely be able to have a good time when I come here——
Live!
ps:
Yang Zhen finally had a good vent. From this chapter on, the pain and annoyance caused by time travel will no longer be mentioned. Of course, the longing for relatives will still be mentioned occasionally. Yang Zhen herself will also let go of her baggage and truly integrate into this world.
In the world of immortals, he begins his long journey to immortality!
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