"Little stones!" Tie Zhu shouted, but there was no response. He turned around and saw Yang Zhen squatting on the ground, pulling dirt.
"What are you doing? Let's go!"
"Pick up rocks! You said my name is Little Stone, so of course I have to pick up more rocks." Yang Zhen sneered, leaned over and pulled out two eggs-sized rocks from the soil.
It turned out that Yang Zhen saw that Tiezhu was having trouble walking and knew that he couldn't escape by running away, so he might as well fight with these people. Furthermore, after discovering something strange about his body in the afternoon, he had the urge to find someone to check on, and these people just came to his door.
While they were talking, the people above had already rushed down. The one at the front was a young man who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, half a head older than the other beggars. He turned the corner and saw Yang Zhen and Yang Zhen just a few steps ahead. They did not run away. He was a little stunned for a moment, so he stopped his steps.
He stopped, but the people behind him pushed and shoved him. Among them was the child who climbed up the window. He was the sharpest one. He immediately saw the pancakes and oil paper bags that Yang Zhen placed on the ground. He quickly got out from behind, grabbed the oil paper bags and opened them.
"Chicken, roast chicken! There is a roast chicken! Ah!" The child screamed and jumped up uncontrollably.
"What? Roast chicken!" The leading boy looked into his hand.
"Where is it? Let me take a look." The beggar from behind came over.
"My, my..." The last few who couldn't make it jumped anxiously.
Yang Zhen held a stone in each hand and sneered secretly, wondering who to operate on first.
"stop!"
There was a sudden loud shout, like thunder on the ground, but it was the voice of Tie Zhu.
His eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and he was breathing heavily, like a wounded beast.
"The roast chicken belongs to us!"
Tie Zhu shouted loudly, and with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, he waved his wooden stick and hit the group of people!
The leading beggar was well prepared and quickly greeted him with a stick. He was a head higher than the iron pillar, and he was on top of this slope, so he had every advantage. Although iron pillars can usually be hit, this may not be an advantage.
However, there was Yang Zhen beside him. The stone in his hand had been prepared for a long time. When he saw the leader moving, Yang Zhen raised his hand and a stone flew out.
The distance of seven or eight steps can be said to be where to hit, and this time it hit the man's calf. He took a step forward, then his knees weakened and he fell to the ground. Then he pressed his thighs with his hands and screamed.
Yang Zhen's strength and attack speed are far stronger than these people. The force of the stone hitting the person was infinitely heavier than the one hit by the iron pillar just now. The calf was so skinny that the big man would not be able to stand for a while.
This man fell down like this, but he blocked Tiezhu's way forward. Tiezhu was stunned for a moment and had to look for the next target. The boy who climbed out of the window holding the roast chicken soon became a thorn in his side.
"Put down our roast chicken!" Tie Zhu's eyes widened angrily, like a ghost.
"Mom!" The child screamed strangely and pushed his way into the crowd behind him. This is how he came out just now. The roast chicken was held tightly by him and he didn't let go.
"Damn you!" Tie Zhu was furious and raised his foot to step over the big boy's head: "Stop!"
In just that moment, Yang Zhen's second stone also flew out, hitting the child who climbed out of the window squarely in the middle of the buttocks.
"thump……"
The child who climbed up the window also fell to the ground and howled. He covered his butt with one hand and shivered in pain, but the other hand still held down the roasted chicken. At this time, the other beggars all reacted. The first two people saw Tie Zhu rushing over and hurriedly threw the rocks in their hands at him, but with little force. Then they held the wooden sticks with both hands to resist Tie Zhu's attack.
Tie Zhu endured the pain and took two blows. He ignored it and drew a semicircle with the wooden stick on the left side of his body. He lifted it upwards and first knocked one of the people's wooden sticks away. Then he pushed it forward. The man received a blow on the chest and staggered with an "Ouch" sound. He took two steps back and fell to the ground.
The remaining one saw that the momentum was not right, immediately greased the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away. As soon as he ran, the four beggars who were following him quickly turned around and ran faster than him.
While running, someone shouted:
"Go back to where you were just now and hit them with rocks!"
How could Tiezhu let them run back? Regardless of the pain in his back, he grabbed the wooden stick and hurriedly chased after him.
Here Yang Zhen also rushed over. When he passed the child climbing through the window, he took the roast chicken back and stepped on his hand twice.
"You really don't have a good memory. What did I tell you this morning?"
what did you say? Of course, we fight every time we meet! In just two days, this child met Yang Zhen three times, and was beaten three times by Yang Zhen. It was truly a "beat once every time" reality.
The child who climbed up the window was rolling on the ground, crying loudly, with snot and tears coming out. I don’t know if he would dare to appear in front of Yang Zhen in the future.
Yang Zhen stopped caring about him and continued to chase him forward.
At this time, Tie Zhu had knocked down another kid with a stick who was running away, and the remaining four people were climbing up the hillside in a hurry. Tie Zhu swung the stick and hit one person on the leg, and the person fell down with an "ouch".
"We can't let them escape back to that hill..." Yang Zhen looked around and quickly found several stones dropped by these people.
"Ah"..."Ah"..."Ah"...
Three stones flew over heavily, accompanied by three screams...
That's really a little Li Feidao, and it's a good example!
…………
All the beggars fell to the ground, and no one was left standing.
But Yang Zhen was very unhappy, her body hadn’t moved much yet! Just like a glutton who is ready to feast, the food is gone after just two bites, and he is still very hungry!
I haven't had enough yet, why are you all falling down?
My thoughts are unclear and I need to vent them violently...
Yang Zhen walked up to the leading beggar, picked up a stick and threw it to him.
"Aren't you going to rob the Taoist temple? Aren't you going to make a sneak attack? Get up! Let's fight again!"
The leading beggar was still covering his thighs and whining. When he saw Yang Zhen provoking him, he was not willing to show weakness. With a fierce look in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, stood up on the mountain wall, then picked up the stick and struck Yang Zhen hard!
Yang Zhen's reaction was extremely fast. She dodged and then swiped the stick and hit him on his injured thigh!
"Ah!" A scream sounded that was many decibels higher than before. The leading beggar knelt forward, then rolled around with his hands on his thighs and howled in a lung-splitting voice.
Yang Zhen walked up to another beggar and hooked her hands, "You, get up!"
The beggar waved his hands vigorously, his head shaking like a rattle, and refused to get up even after saying anything.
"Get up!" Yang Zhen shouted loudly, broke off a branch and whipped the man hard. This man just dodged and begged for mercy, but did not dare to resist.
"Coward!" Yang Zhen sighed and walked to the next person...
Then the next one...
All the beggars were beaten by Yang Zhen, and finally the child who climbed out of the window was beaten.
I saw his head buried in the grass, his butt facing out, muttering to himself:
"I'll fight you every time I see you, I'll fight you every time I see you..."
Yang Zhen kicked him in the butt, and the child who climbed up the window rolled over with an "ah", but still covered his face tightly with one hand, determined not to meet Yang Zhen.
Seeing this coward, Yang Zhen threw down the stick, shouted to the sky, and laughed!
He finally felt comfortable, his whole body felt comfortable and he was dripping with joy!
All the depression and worries since time travel were finally vented and released at this moment!
Damn time travel, another world!
I, Yang Zhen, will definitely be able to have a good time when I come here -
Live!
PS:
Yang Zhen finally had a good vent. From this chapter on, the pain and annoyance caused by time travel will no longer be mentioned. Of course, the longing for loved ones will still be mentioned occasionally. Yang Zhen himself will also put down his burdens, truly integrate into this world of immortals, and start his long journey to immortality!
