Liao Jing was not angry at Dongzhang's words. He just silently observed every move of the young man opposite him and started to swim away with his gun.
But Dong Zhang still looked calm and unfazed at all. Liao Jing dragged the gun half a circle around Dong Zhang with one hand. The young man was holding a sword and pestle. It seemed that his whole body was full of flaws, but in fact, his hands were secretly accumulating strength, waiting for an explosion.
He had injuries on his hands, so his marksmanship with one hand would definitely be less than sixty. Although the boy opposite him didn't move very much, his aura was getting stronger and stronger. Knowing that he could no longer delay, Liao Jing dragged his gun with one hand and sprinted forward. Head east.
Seven steps away from Dongzhang, he pulled the gun with one hand and attacked Dongzhang with a beautiful sweep. Facing the oncoming force, Dongzhang's eyes narrowed, and he raised his sheathed sword upwards. There was a clang, and he blocked the sweep. An iron gun for your own throat.
Just as Dongzhang was about to take a step forward and get closer, a strong wind roared in his head. Liao Jing turned his spear and the end of it hit the door in front of Dongzhang. However, Dongzhang had no choice but to stop the idea of bullying him and ducked to avoid this attack. Remember the sweep.
Liao Jing seized the opportunity and stabbed Dong Zhang, who was squatting on the ground, with the spear head several times. Whoosh, whizz, whizz, whizz, the spear head stabbed violently at his vitals with a cold light. Dong Zhang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body jumped back. Somersaulting to avoid Liao Jing's fierce attack, he landed with his feet on the ground, bent his knees and bent his left thumb to twist the sword blade, then used his feet to push out a small pit in the ground.
The huge reaction force brought Dong Zhang to Liao Jing in an instant. Dong Zhang completed this series of actions in an instant, and even before Liao Jing confiscated the gun, Dong Zhang had already arrived. in front of.
Liao Jing, who was horrified, could only kick the gun with one foot. The tip of the gun instantly moved upwards. Dong Zhang, who was in the air and had nowhere to rely on, opened his pupils slightly. He instantly changed his left hand to hold the sword with his right hand and hid the sword behind his back. He raised one leg and pushed towards the gun stem, using the force of the gun body to stop his movement. As soon as his left foot landed on the ground, it was in start-up mode. The accumulated force burst out, and he stepped hard towards the ground with his right foot.
The man immediately flew towards Liao Jing who had already put away his gun. Liao Jing, who had not yet taken a breath, saw Dong Zhang flying in front of him with a sword. He was so frightened that a cold light shone everywhere. The most taboo thing for those who play with long weapons is to allow people to enter. Liao Jing turned around and faced Dong Zhang who was less than four steps away from him. Liao Jing had no choice but to move his gun back. Using the strength in his hand, the gun head flew towards Dong Zhang's door with a violent wind.
Facing the menacing spear in the air, Dongzhang tilted his head with a stern expression to avoid the whizzing spear head, twisted out a finger-width sword blade with his right hand, held the sword handle with his left hand, and with Liao Jing's horrified expression, he shot out with his left hand. The sword passed by the body, bringing out a flash of bright red.
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Dongzhang shook off the blood stains on his sword with his left hand, held a sword flower in his hand, and returned the sword to its sheath. Liao Jing pointed the tip of his spear to the ground, with a look of disbelief on his face, and blood was still gushing out from his chest.
At this moment, Dongzhang had already sheathed his sword and thrust it into his waist again, strolling towards the frightened mustache, when a voice suddenly sounded from behind him:
"Dare I ask the young master's name?"
Dongzhang paused and said without looking back, "My name is Dongzhang."
"I just thanked you for your mercy. You are so righteous. Liao is convinced that he lost."
Dongzhang, who still didn't look back, waved his hand: "If you keep blabbering, the blood will drain out. Go heal your wounds quickly."
After taking a deep look at Dong Zhang who was walking towards the mustache, Liao Jing resolutely turned around and left under the look of help from the mustache.
"Master Liao, save me, I'll pay five times more, save me, no, ten times more, don't leave, Master Liao."
No matter how much the mustache begged and begged, Liao Jing remained completely unmoved. He nodded as he passed by Dong Zhang and strode out of the courtyard.
Looking at Liao Jingyuan's retreating back, the man with a desperate mustache looked pitifully at the young man walking towards him, and smiled repeatedly: "Master, master, we have something to discuss, let's not hurt anyone, ah ah ah, mother,
Help!"
When the mustache screamed like a pig, Dongzhang covered Wu's ears with his left hand, pulled the collar of the mustache with his right hand, put his right hand around his neck and said fiercely: "You are howling like a ghost.
What! If you yell again, I will chop off your pig paws!"
As soon as these words were said, the effect was immediate. The mustache closed his mouth obediently and looked at Dongzhang pitifully. Because Dongzhang was holding his neck, he had to cooperate with Dongzhang and shrink his fat body slightly.
, from a distance, it looks like a fat quail whose neck has been strangled by fate.
Looking at this man with a mustache who was as obedient as a puppy at the moment, Dongzhang snorted angrily: "You have a fat head, big ears, and a strong back. You still want to find your mother after being beaten. Are you ashamed!? Ha!"
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Faced with Dongzhang's scolding and under the absolute power, Mustache Hu could not lose any temper at this moment and did not even dare to get angry. Listening to the more or less suppressed laughter of the crowd around him, Mustache Hu could only keep nodding his head.
Qian laughed and said yes.
"May I have your name."
Looking at Dongzhang's expression carefully, the mustache said humbly: "Young master, my nickname is Dong Haohao."
After hearing the reply, Dongzhang, who was very happy, his face darkened again: "This name sounds like a good boy, but what about you! What unethical things have you done?"
Seeing Dong Zhang's voice gradually getting louder, Mustache became more and more uneasy. He was afraid of being beaten suddenly and could only look pitifully at the old woman standing not far away, with a very obvious sign of asking for help.
When the old woman saw the fat son handing him over, she started to look at the sky and scratched her head, muttering to herself that she didn't know what she was talking about. The mustache saw her own mother in this state, and her eyes were red with grievance.
I feel like crying.
This made Dong Zhang, who was preaching on the side, look at him for a moment, and he couldn't help but asked in shock: "Fat man, what have I done to you? Are you going to cry?"
There were tears in the mustache's eyes and he quickly shook his head.
Nest..Fuck..
The ancient version of mama’s boy? Giant baby?
The incredible Dongzhang tightened his neck tightly and threatened with fierce words: "If you dare to cry, believe it or not, I will beat out all your shit from yesterday!"
The obviously frightened Mustache quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and then waited eagerly for Dongzhang's lecture.
Nodding with satisfaction, Dongzhang scolded: "That's right. It's disgusting for a big old man to cry with his fat face."
Then, with the mustache, oh no, it was Dong Haohao who nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, he was pulled to the opposite side of a group of little girls.
Pointing at one of the timid little girls, he asked: "Your daughter?"
Dong Haohao carefully glanced at the expressionless Dong Zhang from the corner of his eye, and quickly shook his head.
Dong Zhang pointed his finger at another girl and asked: "Your daughter?"