Chapter 51 Can't kill

"Ah!" The attacker avoided the flying saw, but could not dodge the wide desk, and was sturdy. His burly body was uncontrollably hit back, and intimately contacted the door panel of the side room, making a huge noise, "Bang!"

The door latch, which had already reached the support limit, was tripped and the door of the house opened. The attacker's back lost support and was thrown into the sky with four legs.

The guy was indeed a cruel man. He had just gotten a hit on his chest and was thrown into trouble again, but Qimen's weapons never left his hands. Before the Venus had dissipated, he suddenly waved his right arm and swept the weapons to his side. Then, he used force to remove his body from the suppression of the table.

Just as the man was about to rush a carp and stood up to continue chasing Zhang Qian. A series of piercing metal hits suddenly came from above his head, "Crash!", and then a large number of shiny hidden weapons smashed down.

The incident happened suddenly, and the sneak attacker had no time to identify what the hidden weapon was. He instinctively waved his weapon and knocked it away. With a crisp "pop" sound, a large string of copper coins were knocked away by him. The rope of the string of coins was broken, and the yellow Kaiyuan Tongbao rolled all over the ground. However, the sneak attacker lost coordination due to the movements on his arms. The carp instantly turned into a salted fish spread out.

"Ah" the shrill scream was deafening. Zijuan, who had just "spent a lot of money", jumped up and jumped onto the windowsill with a quick step. Almost at the same time, Zhang Qian's body had already bypassed the table and pounced without hesitation. Using his body as a weapon, he pressed heavily on the shoulders of the sneak attacker!

"Bang" The sneak attacker's head had another intimate contact on the floor. The second effort to get up was instantly strangled in the bud. He instinctively waved his weapon and smashed it in front of him, but Zhang Qian grabbed his right arm with his left hand. He quickly waved his left fist to stab Zhang Qian's armpit, but unexpectedly, Zhang Qian's speed was faster than him, and he smashed his temple with a punch with his right hand.

This time, a water and land temple was opened, and the jinger, Boer, Zhonger, and Guer were jingling in his mind. The fist he poked out instantly lost strength and contacted Zhang Qian's ribs, as if he was tickling the other party.

When Zhang Qian learned to fight freely, he had specially practiced how to take the opportunity to expand his victory under the same circumstances. He didn't need to think about it with his brain at all. He developed a habit entirely through training. He continued to firmly control his right arm with his left hand, and his right fist was as fast as pounding garlic. Each fist fell accurately on his auricle, eye socket and nose bridge, smashing the man's face to a blossoming flower.

In an instant, it was like opening a pickle shop, sour, salty, bitter, and spicy, and it surged into the minds of the attacker. How could this person concentrate on his strength to fight back? Instinctively raised his left hand to protect his head to avoid greater pain.

Now, it was completely timid. Zhang Qian's first few punches were still a habit developed by daily training and had no brain consideration. When he found that the attacker had lost the power of counterattack, his courage and wisdom were doubled at the same time. His left knee continued to press the attacker's upper body, but his right knee suddenly changed his position, "Hey", pressing the person's neck tightly.

Min Sunida murder! When Zhang Qian learned to fight freely, one of the taboo moves that the coach had personally demonstrated. As long as he was compacted, even if the target was a boxer of 90 kilograms, he could faint within three minutes and die within ten minutes. The cause of death was definitely not because of the attack of the mover, but because the person being suppressed happened to be at this critical moment, he suffered a series of symptoms such as heart shock, drug addiction, AIDS, and COVID-19.

"Catch thieves, catch thieves, catch thieves." Perhaps the sneak attacker should not have died. Zhang Qian only suppressed this guy for less than two minutes. The servants in the village and the friends in the Hualushui workshop were already flocking to the scene with sticks, short knives, iron rulers and other objects, blocking the main hall.

When they found out that the battle had ended, the thief was pressed under Zhang Qian's knees and was half dead. The servants quickly put down their weapons and rushed forward, pulled their arms, hugged their back waist, and first helped their boss aside, and then tied the attacker tightly like a pig tied up with a rope.

At this moment, Zhang Qian finally felt tired and afraid. He put his body on the shoulders of his servant Zhang Gui, and was breathless. Although Xiao Zijuan was so scared that her face turned pale and her legs were weak, she gritted her teeth and jumped off the windowsill, staggered to the wall, and put away Kaiyuan Tongbao, which had been smashed by himself as a hidden weapon and was smashed by the attacker, one by one. She was afraid that she would collect it slowly, and some shameless guy took the opportunity to put it in his pocket, leaving no return.

"It's not a tenant in the village, nor is it a person nearby!" Zhang Fu, a servant, was eager to atone for his sins, and wiped the cloth with cold water to wipe off the blood stains on the attacker's face, and checked it carefully. "It seems like a fugitive slave, with a tattoo behind his ear. It must have been a crime and sold as a slave by the government. This guy really spared no expense. At the beginning, the people in his family didn't know how much money they spent, so they asked the yamen to change the tattoo from their foreheads behind their inconspicuous ears. Looking at his outfit, his master may be either rich or noble!"

"I am a martial arts practitioner. This is a golden hammer. It is impossible for ordinary people to use it!" Zhang Ren, a servant, was not willing to fall behind. He picked up the weapons that the attacker had fallen aside and sent them to Zhang Qian like a treasure.

"Golden Hammer? That's the thing?" Zhang Qian had no idea of ​​the identity of the attacker, but was shocked by the real thing in front of him and the words "Golden Hammer".

Because of the plot of a knight when he was a young man, the sentence "Save Zhao and swing the golden hammer, Handan was shocked first", he carved it no more than a hundred times. The golden hammer of Li Yuanba's drumbeat in the TV series made him even more memorable.

Zhang Qian always felt that since he was called a hammer, even if he couldn't be as big as a watermelon, he had to be as big as a watermelon. Unexpectedly, the golden hammer I saw after coming to the Tang Dynasty was actually a gourd melon! It was still less than a week after it was born, and it was the most suitable for stir-frying. (Note 1: In ancient times, the golden hammer used as weapons was usually only weighing five or six pounds.)

However, before he could identify, how much is this gourd melon hammer? The sneak attacker was already awakened by his servant Zhang Fu. He found himself tied up by a rope and immediately cursed in a hurry: "Shiko thief, he actually pinched his throat and pretended to be a woman. He is extremely shameless! Why don't you castrate yourself? You just pretend to be happy. Shameless and unconscience, which dog is not tied up, and you are such a despicable thing like you have sunset?!"

"You are going to be ashamed to kill someone in the middle of the night? Beat him until he begs for mercy!" Zhang Qian was so angry that he ordered his servants to take action without hesitation that he would impose severe punishment on this person.

The servants slept soundly in the middle of the night, but they were quarreled by this person and had not had time to show off in front of the head of the family. Therefore, they were all full of anger. When they heard Zhang Qian's order, they immediately punched the man and beat him up in the blink of an eye.

"If you fight well, you will beat your grandfather to death. Let's see if your brothers will slaughter your entire village in the future!" The attacker was tied up and struggled, but he was still stubborn. He kept clamoring for threats, and would rather be beaten to death than begging for mercy.

"Don't worry, if Ren Quan had a few longs and two shorts, I would cut you alive with my own hands!" The arrogance of this person aroused the ruthlessness in his heart. Zhang Qian moved his body away from his servant Zhang Gui's shoulder and gritted his teeth to respond.

A friend of Ren's mansion had already lifted Ren Quan into the main hall from the mud outside the door. At this moment, he was untiing the bandage on his head and checking his skull to determine whether he still had a glimmer of hope. However, Ren Quan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand hard, and put it next to him weakly, murmured, "Original Master, Original Master, no, not dead! No, don't kill him!"

"Ren Quan, you are awake!" Zhang Qian was overjoyed and ignored the attacker. He came to Ren Quan's body in two steps and asked anxiously.

"Wake up, wake up! That's right, I just can't move for the time being!" Ren Quan's face turned red and he replied weakly. "First, when they carried their subordinates into the house, they woke up! No, I didn't help the boss, I am really ashamed!"

It turned out that the Ren Mansion's clerk was too big and had already woken up the guy. But this guy felt sorry for Zhang Qian, so he deliberately did not open his eyes before, intending to use the method of pretending to be unconscious to cover up his shame.

"Don't move, don't move, be careful of concussion!" Zhang Qian was not interested in whether Ren Quan was pretending to be dizzy just now. He quickly pressed the person's shoulder and told him softly, "I'll check first, are you injured in your skull? If you are lucky, you can recover after lying in the bed for ten days and half a month. If you are lucky, don't worry, Zhang will support you for the rest of your life!"

"Thank you, Master!" Hearing the affection in Zhang Qian's words, Ren Quan felt very warm in his heart. He smiled and said thank you first, and then continued to murmur, "Then, when you hit me, you have strength on your hands! My head should not be broken! Master, don't kill him. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. His master should have an extraordinary identity. Send him and send him to the Weinan County Office, whether to kill or stay, let the county office decide, you, don't get involved in this cause and effect!"

Although the words were low, they all fell into the ears of the attacker. The latter immediately changed his previous arrogance and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Bully, shameless thief! If you have the will, kill me now! Otherwise, if my injury is healed, I will definitely come back to find you. You can be guarded for a while, but not for a lifetime!"

"I know, don't worry about recuperating your injuries!" Knowing that Ren Quan would not lie to him, Zhang Qian nodded slightly to this person. Then he stood up and slowly walked towards the hoarse attacker, "What can you do if you come again? This time I can capture you alive. Next time you come, I will still be the goods to die! The person who comes, hangs him into the toilet and smoke it all night. Tomorrow morning, I will send him to the Weinan County Government with the whole family of the tenant named Wang to meet the official! I don't believe it anymore. Doing good deeds can lead to a bunch of jealous wolves!" Guess, whose servant is the assassin? What do you think Ren Quan looks like? When I wrote it, Lao Xing from the Wulin Wizards came into my mind unconsciously. If you like it, please collect it. The growth rate of collection has dropped seriously. I continue to write, thank you for your support. The drunkard bowed.
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