The waiter's hands and feet were captured by Zhang Cong and he was unable to move. The servant felt that his whole body was drained of strength, and then he fell down like an empty bag.
Everyone was instantly stunned by the scene in front of them. The servant was tall and tall, and he was the most capable person in the group.
Years ago, I heard that this servant had learned a skill in another place, but he committed some crimes, so he left his hometown and came to Heilong Town.
It happened that the Wang family recruited people to look after the home and guard the courtyard, and set up a fighting ring in the east end of the town. This strong man was so ruthless that in just half an hour, he knocked three or four people to the ground, unable to move.
His skills were valued by Wang Qianye and he was recruited into the mansion. He followed Wang Qianye around all day long. Although the servant had neglected to practice his skills in recent years, he was still more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
At this moment, everyone saw clearly that Zhang Cong just held the strong man's arm, and the strong man fainted without any warning.
The moment Zhang Cong came into contact with the servant's arm, he activated his spiritual energy and injected it into the meridians of the strong man. Although the strong man was physically strong, he was still a weak mortal.
Zhang Cong only injected a trace of spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy rushed out of the servant's body in an instant. Due to the strong power of the spiritual energy, the servant's energy and blood flowed backwards, the meridians in his arms were severed, and he passed out.
Zhang Cong looked at the Wang family servant who fell at his feet. He didn't say much, but looked around with murderous eyes.
Wang Qianye raised his head and looked at Zhang Cong. Looking at Zhang Cong's awe-inspiring aura, Wang Qianye's arrogant arrogance suddenly weakened by three points.
Although Wang Qianye didn't want to admit it in his heart, even though Zhang Cong just said something innocuous to him with a very calm tone, Wang Qianye instantly felt a dangerous aura arise spontaneously. It was murderous aura.
Awesome murderous intent.
With one move, he instantly killed the most skilled servant beside him, causing Wang Qianye to immediately pay attention to Zhang Cong.
When the servants saw the strong man falling down without any warning, they swarmed up and waved their swords at Zhang Cong and Aunt Cuihua a few times without saying a word.
Zhang Cong looked at the actions of several people, clearly wanting to save the strong man back. Looking at the mortal Aunt Cuihua next to him, if Zhang Cong had a conflict with a few people at this moment and accidentally injured Aunt Cuihua, he would
The gain outweighs the loss.
Therefore, Zhang Cong supported the angry Aunt Cuihua and retreated into the courtyard, leaving the servants to carry the fainted strong man back to the team.
One of the men with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks saw that the strong man was unconscious, so he hurried forward and tested it with the back of his hand. He only felt that the strong man's forehead was extremely hot.
"Master, Ma Kanyuan has passed out due to heat stroke. You guys can just carry Wang Kanyuan to a cool place and he will be fine."
"Yes, Butler Qian."
The few people who were pointed out did not dare to neglect him. According to the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, they carried the man to the shade of a tree at the back and ignored him.
When Wang Qianye heard what Butler Qian said, he suddenly understood.
"If you don't live up to expectations, steward Qian, let him pack up and leave when he gets back. Our Wang family doesn't raise waste."
Butler Qian didn't say much and just nodded towards Wang Qianye.
Wang Qianye admitted that he was under the protection of many servants holding sharp weapons at the moment, so he did not need to be afraid of Zhang Cong at all. Wang Qianye knew Zhang Cong's background very well, and he also knew that Zhang Cong had no talents and was not at all afraid of Zhang Cong.
It is impossible to have any martial arts skills.
In short, Zhang Cong is a medicine farmer who found a fortune from nowhere and defeated himself without any preparation.
It was precisely because Wang Qianye couldn't swallow this bad breath that he led a group of people to frequently come to Aunt Cuihua's house to make trouble. In Wang Qianye's heart, Zhang Cong was just a bastard, and Wang Qianye never thought about it from beginning to end. Do you know what Zhang Cong’s abilities are that are different from ordinary people?
Wang Qianye thought for a while and scolded himself hard in his heart.
"What a waste. This smart-ass guy spoke a little harshly. I met a loser, a coincidence, and I started to scare myself. I was afraid of what he would do to this stupid-legged guy.
Huh, I'll write down today's account together, and I'm going to cut Zhang Cong into pieces later. Since Zhang Cong refuses to give in, he must be polite before fighting, so don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
Wang Qianye thought for a while. During the whole process, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Cong, with a rebellious look on his face. It was as if the person standing in front of him was just an ant, and he could trample it with just a stamp of his foot. A lot of people like him will die.
"Zhang Cong, I don't know what kind of ecstasy you poured into this old man. He refuses to marry Xiao Hua to me. Could it be that you are having an affair with this old woman?"
Before Wang Qianye could open his mouth to refute, the steward Qian stood up immediately, looked at Aunt Cuihua and Zhang Cong with a lewd smile and said these words.
Aunt Cuihua stood aside and her face turned red with anger when she heard that Butler Qian was so venomous.
Seeing this scene, a kind of servant burst into laughter.
These words fell into Wang Qianye's ears, but they were quite harsh. If he really said yes to that steward Qian, then this matter would be a great shame for himself and the Wang family.
Wang Qianye, who fell into anger at this moment, instantly lost the ability to think, and suddenly said:
"Hmph, bitch, the whole family is a loser. When Madam Ma, who runs the tea shop, told me, I really thought this little flower was so innocent, but I didn't expect that she had already made peace with Zhang Cong secretly.
Even you, an old widow, are so shameless, tsk tsk tsk.
Hum hum, look how I teach you bunch of losers today, this little flower is not on your mind, Zhang Cong, okay?
Today I will take you as a foreigner and reward me with a bunch of servants. When they have enough fun, I will sell the mother and daughter into a brothel. I will also break your legs and tie you to the door. Again later."
Wang Qianye pointed at Zhang Cong and Aunt Cuihua and said these words.
"Wang Qianye, you, you are not a human being..."
Aunt Cuihua naturally did not expect that Wang Qianye would say these words at this moment. Aunt Cuihua's face was extremely angry. Accompanied by the sharp laughter of the group, Aunt Cuihua was so angry that she staggered. After taking a few steps back, he rolled his eyes suddenly and fainted.
Seeing this, Zhang Cong quickly supported Aunt Cuihua. While touching her back with both hands, he suddenly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, slowly controlling the spread of Aunt Cuihua's body, and quietly dredged Aunt Cuihua's blood. It attacks the mind and causes congestion.
Before Aunt Cuihua fell to the ground, Zhang Cong unblocked the congested meridians throughout her body, causing Aunt Cuihua to wake up.
Zhang Cong slowly helped Aunt Cuihua to a chair in the courtyard, turned around and closed the courtyard door.
Before Zhang Cong could turn around, Wang Qianye looked at something wrapped in black cloth in the hand of a servant next to him. He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly laughed evilly and said frivolously.
"By the way, I went hunting in the mountains yesterday and found a good thing with my brothers. You, go and show this good thing to Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Cong only saw a servant wearing a black cloth bag, which was bulging, as if it contained a long lump. Before the servant handed the thing to him, Zhang Cong released a spiritual consciousness,
I swept the black cloth bag around.
After seeing clearly what was inside, Zhang Cong suddenly burst out with a fierce murderous intention.
At this moment, the servant threw the things in his hands to the ground, and a black spiritual tablet rolled out of the bag. The spiritual tablet was that of Grandma Zhang Cong.
