After hearing this, a strong monk in a gorgeous robe and a golden mask was actually willing to seek justice for himself for a worthless red string on his wrist.
The old man stared at those dirty eyes in surprise, and was stunned for a moment, forgetting to even say thank you.
The three guys ten steps behind him were counting the gold coins happily. Suddenly, they heard Chen Shen say, "I'll help you do it." They were so frightened that their hands trembled. The gold coins they just picked up in their hands "clattered."
"It rolled to the ground.
The red-turbaned man swallowed his fearful saliva and plucked up the courage to say: "Your Excellency, you personally promised to compensate us just now. A big shot like you must keep your word, right?"
"That's the heaviest promise I make, and I always keep my word." Chen Shen smiled and nodded without hesitation.
"Huh... I'm scared to death."
The three of them just breathed a sigh of relief when they saw a figure ten steps away suddenly swaying and rushing forward at a speed that they could not catch with their naked eyes.
Then he lifted up one leg, swept across the half moon, and kicked the three people's cheeks one by one with the instep -
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
There were three muffled sounds, like firecrackers lit under a clay pot, with almost no gaps.
When the muffled sound ended, Chen Shen had already put his feet back and stood up. He did not use any profound energy and relied entirely on his physical strength.
But even so, after one blow, two of the three murderers were dead. While their cheek bones were shattered by the kick, their necks could not withstand the shock caused by the huge momentum, and they both died.
Only the strongest man in the red turban was still struggling with his last breath. His eyes staring at Chen Shen were full of resentment, and his mouth opened and closed weakly, as if he wanted to say something.
"Don't look at me like that."
The young man looked indifferent: "I promised to give you three hundred gold coins, and I gave it. It's just that you don't have to live to take it."
Hearing this, the red-turbaned man suddenly realized before he died: "It turns out that he never thought of letting us go from the beginning. The so-called compensation was just a trick on us..."
"It's just like the way I played with Old Man Niu. He is seeking revenge for Old Man Niu..."
After thinking about it, I will die!
The old man Niu and the little girl were dumbfounded.
Chen Shen ignored the looks from the old man and the young man, took off his brocade robe and put it into the space package, then took off the clothes of the man with the red turban and put them on.
At the same time, he put away the dark gold mask and replaced it with the rough-made black iron mask that he had used to hide his identity before.
After doing all this, his identity changed from the master of Tianqi Pavilion to a wanderer.
He cut off the tip of Huolin's nose and ears, and also rolled up his Space Mysterious Ring when he came to the rescue. Who knows if that guy would use the Huainan King's troops to block roads and cities?
Chen Shen knew that thousands of miles away, he was still in the territory of King Huainan, so it was still necessary to disguise himself.
He turned his head, smiled at the little girl who was standing ten steps away, and shook the red rope in his hand: "Brother Wushen is very satisfied with your reward. Now that the task is completed, are you still satisfied?"
The little girl nodded dullly, and then she seemed to think of something again, and asked innocently: "I told you that the God of War is very old, well... he can live for many, many hundred years.
Woolen cloth!"
"So, I can't call you Brother Martial God, but Grandpa Martial God, right?"
It is estimated that the largest number this little girl knows so far is one hundred.
"Grandpa Wushen?" Chen Shen suddenly had black lines on his head. He is so young, you call me grandpa?
Ever since, the young man shook his head decisively: "No!"
"Oh... let's go to Uncle Martial God. Thank you Uncle Martial God for helping us."
"No way! Call me brother!"
Chen Shen's "two" anger broke out again, and he actually had a serious fight with the little girl on this matter.
Although the other party's tone was unkind, the little girl seemed to believe that Wu Shen was a good person and would not harm her. She was not afraid and just nodded weakly: "Oh, then, thank you, Brother Wu Shen."
"Hehehe, you are so good! Goodbye, little sister."
After Chen Shen finished speaking, he was about to leave, but the old man called out: "Master Wushen, please stay!"
"Well? Is something wrong?"
"No... well, you forgot to take your gold coins with you."
The young man laughed dumbly, but put on a serious tone on his face and said: "I told you that I am the most trustworthy person! The gold coins on the ground were the medical expenses I paid to those three guys, even though they lost their lives to take them.
But I won’t take it back, it’s a matter of principle!”
Speaking of this, Chen Shen waved his hands indifferently: "So, whoever picks up these gold coins will belong to him."
"Ah? This..." The old man was startled when he heard this.
The little girl is ignorant, but now that he is old, how can he not see the other person's intentions?
He wants to give this money to himself!
As for that worthless red rope... it was a "reward" that this person deliberately collected because he didn't want her to accept his love, right?
In fact, this is exactly the case.
Those three guys went too far, and because of their greed and murderous intentions, they turned their dirty thoughts on Chen Shen. Naturally, the young man would not have it easy on them.
It happened that he heard about the conflict between the old man and the man in red scarf, which made him extremely disgusted with these three scum, so he killed them by the way.
As for the few hundred gold coins, just think of it as a reward for the little girl calling him "God of War".
…
The old man was moved in his heart and took a deep breath. His originally cloudy eyes seemed to become clear and bright at this moment. He dragged his inconvenient right leg and hurriedly walked to Chen Shen, half running and half jumping. He bent his knees and asked.
Kneel down and thank you for saving your life.
Chen Shen hooked his fingers, and a soft mysterious energy lifted the old man up, preventing him from kneeling, and said with a smile: "Old man, you don't have to be polite."
"Okay, then I won't kneel down. But you must accept this thing!"
When the old man said this, he took out a piece of jade from his waistband, oh no, it should be said to be half a piece of jade. He handed it to me with both hands respectfully: "You saved my life and my granddaughter's life, and now you take out hundreds more."
The gift of gold coins makes this young man feel ashamed!"
"This half piece of broken jade was picked up by my son Da Niu from outside. It may not be popular with adults, but it can be regarded as a piece of my heart. I beg you not to refuse!"
Hearing this, Chen Shen couldn't take it anymore: "This jade is the only piece of jade that Daniel has left for you. You should always take it back."
Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head firmly: "No!"
"I'm not afraid of Lord Martial God's jokes. I've always taught my children how to repay kindness. If I don't express your gratitude for such a great kindness, I won't even dare to close my eyes even when I'm in the coffin!"
The old man had already talked about this, and Chen Shen no longer refused.
When he took the half piece of broken jade with his left hand, his expression changed in vain, and he slapped two palms with his right hand...