"It's useless, none of you can escape!" Zhang Xiaotian said coldly.
At this time, a murderous look flashed in his eyes, and Fang Quede had completely angered him.
People have reverse scales, and Fang Qianqian is Zhang Xiaotian's reverse scale.
If you touch it, you will die!
Even if they don't die, Zhang Xiaotian will still make them pay a heavy price.
A man in a suit rushed over. Zhang Xiaotian raised the wooden stick and hit the man between the legs with the stick. The man covered his crotch and jumped up, howling in pain.
Not to mention just doing this for a moment, even if you look at it, your balls will ache.
No, the egg should be broken all over the place!
A man in a suit rushed over with a bottle of beer.
This person didn't come to drink with Zhang Xiaotian, nor did he want to blow the bottle. This person wanted to smash the bottle on Zhang Xiaotian's head.
Zhang Xiaotian picked up the wooden stick himself, smashed the wine bottle before it hit it, and then kicked the opponent. The opponent was kicked away, but the wooden stick did not stop, and he swung it backwards.
A man who wanted to attack him was knocked unconscious by the wooden stick.
And a person next to him also rushed in front of Zhang Xiaotian. He flew up and kicked him out in the air.
Click!
The man in the suit had his ribs broken by a kick, and he wouldn't be able to recover for a few months.
Someone else rushed over and saw him fly out directly, fell against the push of the wood, sat down on it, and then bounced directly up. There were still a few pieces of wood stuck in his butt. The man was holding his butt and was in pain.
Those who were still thinking of rushing over saw Zhang Xiaotian and looked at Zhang Xiaotian warily, not daring to step forward.
Zhang Xiaotian smiled and looked at the bald middle-aged man. As for the men beside him, Zhang Xiaotian didn't pay attention at all.
The movements in his mind flashed out like a movie, and he picked up the stick and started dancing.
There was a crackling sound wherever it passed, and everyone moved far away, for fear of being hit by the stick.
They had also seen the power of this stick just now, and it was simply not something they could bear.
Zhang Xiaotian danced on a table with a stick, and there was a water bottle filled with boiling water on the table. The water bottle was lifted up by the wooden stick. The stick moved again and the bottle cap flew away. Zhang Xiaotian flew up and kicked it on the table.
On the water bottle, he kicked the bald man.
The boiling water slanted away towards the bald man.
When the people protecting the bald man saw this, they immediately ran away.
The bald man made an astonishing move and actually blocked it with his hands.
Only this guy can think of blocking the water with his hands.
"ah!"
A scream like a pig being killed resounded thousands of miles away, and the whole village probably heard it. Those who didn't know better might have thought they were killing a New Year pig.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't care and waved the wooden stick in his hand again.
He felt that if he had to give a name to the stick technique he danced, it would be called: Dog Beating Stick Technique!
This name is the most appropriate.
Those people didn't dare to rush forward at this moment. When they saw Zhang Xiaotian who was like a god of war, they could only run around.
Finally, they rushed out of the yard, squeezed into the cars, started the car, and drove away as if they were afraid that Zhang Xiaotian would chase them.
They were so frightened that they couldn't care less that their boss hadn't gotten on the bus yet.
When the bald middle-aged man got up in pain, his head had been scalded with boiling water and several blisters appeared. He was in excruciating pain.
Zhang Xiaotian picked up the wooden stick and stared at Fang Quede hiding under the table. The wooden stick danced in his hand and hit the wooden table with a bang. The wooden table fell apart, revealing Fang Quede hiding under the table.
But Fang Quede actually held a kitchen knife in his hand. He stood up suddenly, raised the kitchen knife and rushed towards Zhang Xiaotian.
Zhang Xiaotian frowned slightly and turned the wooden stick in his hand again, thinking about Fang Quede and swung it over.
As if he was an experienced veteran, Fang Quede dodged Zhang Xiaotian's blow. He stood there and touched his nose with his thumb in an extremely provocative manner, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Very good, very good. Since you want to die, I wanted to help you, but killing you will dirty my hands!"
At this moment, in Zhang Xiaotian's eyes, Fang Quede was still not a human being, but a lunatic who needed to be rescued.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Xiaotian's mouth. He saw many wine glasses placed on the table. He picked up the wooden stick in his hand and smashed the wine glasses towards Fang Quede.
Fang Quede danced around, trying to chop with the kitchen knife in his hand, but he didn't hit any of them, but he was beaten like a lost dog by the smashed wine glass, howling and yelling as if he had been hurt by some critical attack.
A wine glass hit his knife-handling hand, and the glass shattered and the knife fell.
Zhang Xiaotian stepped forward and hit his opponent with a wooden stick, causing Fang Quede to kneel on the ground.
"Fang Quede, you are really wicked!"
After the words fell, Zhang Xiaotian kicked him directly. Fang Quede screamed again and was kicked out while kneeling, and landed on his knees in the pig pen.
Two or three pigs immediately surrounded him, squeezing their faces and muzzles on him.
Zhang Xiaotian didn't even look at him, and instead walked towards the middle-aged bald man.
"Ah, no, hero... have mercy on me!" The bald middle-aged man kept backing away, begging for mercy.
Zhang Xiaotian had no intention of sparing him just like that.
He grabbed the other party's collar, and the other party let out a scream, and was thrown into the pig pen by Zhang Xiaotian to accompany Fang Quede.
After dealing with these two people, Zhang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief.
He hurriedly rushed into the house, looking for the beautiful figure.
On the bed, the wedding clothes were thrown messily on it. Seeing this, Zhang Xiaotian was so confused that his heart felt like thousands of ants were biting him.
He couldn't help shouting: "Qianqian, I'm here to save you, where are you?"
Zhang Xiaotian shouted for a long time, but no one answered.
He also searched for a long time, but could not find Fang Qianqian.
He couldn't help but think of the scene where Qianqian was bullied. He immediately gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and a ball of anger was burning in his heart.
Zhang Xiaotian took the wooden stick and ran to the pigsty. Then the wooden stick fell down with a snap and was inserted directly into the ground of the pigsty.
He asked angrily: "Where is Qianqian?"
The voice seemed to come from hell, making people shudder, and the eyes were like the gaze of death, making people look as if two sharp knives were stuck in their hearts, making people breathless, as if they might die at any time.
After hearing this, the two people in the pigsty shuddered intelligently, and their bodies kept shaking.
After a moment of silence, Fang Quede didn't know how much courage he had, but he actually laughed: "Haha, Qianqian? He has to get married today, Zhang Xiaotian, please stop having such wishful thinking!"
"I ask again, where is she?" Zhang Xiaotian pulled out the wooden stick and waved it. Fang Quede yelled, jumped up, and fell heavily to the ground of the pig pen, with feces everywhere!
Zhang Xiaotian hurriedly flashed past and said coldly: "Speak quickly, if you want to survive, this is your only chance!"