Chapter 300 She is distressed, so he will pretend to be serious
Chapter 300 If she feels distressed, then he should act more serious.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Wei Zi gritted his teeth and could only try his best to avoid the vital point.
Soon enough, a chair hit the gangster hard.
The gangster was hit hard and fell limply to the ground.
"Thank you." Wei Zi said gratefully when she saw that the person who saved her was Mr. Wen.
"Let's go!" The old man, who was over sixty years old, burst out of strength from nowhere and pulled Wei Zi back.
The gangster, who was stunned after being beaten, grabbed the hem of Wei Zi's skirt.
Wei Zi was startled and quickly kicked him with her feet.
But the man pulled hard and got up.
At the critical moment, a cane hit the gangster hard on the head: "Let go of my granddaughter! Let go of my granddaughter!"
The gangster had just been hit by a stool and was knocked unconscious. Then he was beaten with a cane and was completely knocked out.
When a group of guests saw that the white-haired old man, old lady, and young girl could bravely fight against the gangsters, they felt proud and ambitious.
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
...
The person holding the chair takes the chair, the person holding the wine pot uses the wine pot, and the person holding the plate takes the plate. If there is no weapon at hand, a whole roast chicken on the table can also hold it!
Once the mass power is mobilized, the battle situation will be completely different.
It was a complete mess, but——
The morale is super super super high!
When Feng Qing, Su Nian, and the nearest escort team arrived, they were shocked when they saw this scene.
Everyone in Feng Qing admired in their hearts: He really deserves to be called Commander Feng. His ability in mobilizing troops and generals is simply outstanding. When ordinary people come under his command, their combat effectiveness is so shocking.
Although the process is a bit messy, it doesn’t matter!
Feng Shuai always only looks at the results when doing things.
Look, those gangsters were beaten until they were crying and howling, and they were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. I can only describe them in ten words:
Heaven is so good at reincarnation, no one will be spared by Heaven!
"Arrest these people! No matter they are dead or alive, take them to the county government!"
Feng Danyuan gave the order and secretly exhaled: It's not too slow. Since everyone is here, he doesn't have to continue killing people. He is really exhausted.
Walking up to the gangster leader who was unable to move, Feng Danyuan grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground: "The firearms belong to Dongyi, but this man does not belong to Dongyi. Are you from the Western Region or the Northern Xinjiang?"
The gangster leader's eyes flashed with disbelief: "You...who are you?"
"Feng Danyuan."
The disbelief in his eyes immediately turned into a look of horror: "You... why are you here?" He murmured to himself: "I should have thought of it... I should have thought of it.
of--"
Feng Danyuan's expression changed and he quickly grabbed the leader's chin with his hand, but it was still too late.
Two strands of black blood came from the corners of his mouth. The gangster leader bit the poison hidden in his mouth and died in the blink of an eye.
Feng Danyuan could only abandon him, but his eyes became darker and darker.
Wei Zi ran over and saw that the light blue clothes had turned into bloody clothes. She took Feng Danyuan's hand and asked nervously: "Are you hurt?"
"No......"
Before Feng Danyuan finished speaking, Wei Zi had already seen the knife wound on his arm: "He said there was no such a deep wound!"
He looked down and saw that he was indeed injured.
But is it deep? To be honest, if Wei Zi hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have noticed this injury.
However, since she is distressed, he should act more serious.
"It hurts a little."
"Don't move, I'll take care of the wound for you." Wei Zi pulled him to find clean water, cleaned the wound, and applied gold wound medicine and penicillin: "I don't know if those knives are rusty, so we should pay more attention to them.
Colds are no joke. Check to see if there are any other injuries on your body..."
Wei Zixu rambled on, while Feng Danyuan smiled with peach blossom eyes, but he still looked like the Rakshasa who had just seen and killed ghosts.
