Although Zhuang Fangliang no longer has any fighting ability, the man is still sweating because of his eyes.
He was actually scared because of a useless person. How could a man admit this?
"How about just getting rid of this old man?"
Another person scolded: "Are you crazy? I think you want to be solved by the village chief."
Luo Jian clearly ordered them to take good care of Zhuang Fangliang. If Zhuang Fangliang really died in their hands, how could Luo Jian let them go with his cruelty.
The man said unwillingly: "When the time comes, just say that the old man died of old age and illness."
"Give me my daughter back."
Zhuang Fangliang, who was covered in blood, was lying on the ground, like a tiger staring at its prey, ready to prey at any time.
The man was completely angry, grabbed Zhuang Fangliang's head and smashed it to the ground. Zhuang Fangliang, who was now old and weak, could not resist.
Even though Zhuang Fangliang kept vomiting blood, the man still refused to let go and kicked Zhuang Fangliang hard as his body curled up.
The man roared: "Look at me like that again! Who do you think you are? If you look at me again, I'll dig out your eyes!"
Luo Po Village itself is home to many people who have committed serious crimes and are hiding here. How can these people have any conscience at all?
He bullies the weak and fears the strong, and only dares to swing his fist at those who are weaker.
Weak people always like to bully weaker people to gain poor self-confidence, as if they want to prove that they are not the worst.
Another guard looked at Zhuang Fangliang, who was covered in blood and lying on the ground, and said, "If you just ignore him, he will die."
"You've already been beaten like this, why are you worrying? There are countless people carried out here every day."
The man spat on the ground, opened the door and said, "That guy just knocked his head and fell to the ground. Do you understand?"
In fact, the other guard didn't care about Zhuang Fangliang's life or death, he just didn't want to be lectured by the village chief because of him.
The people imprisoned here are useless trash to them.
The man patted the dust on his body and said with a smile: "But the children of these old people are still useful, right? In order to save their parents, they are busy making Ecstasy powder day and night, and they don't even know that they are poisoned."
The village chief, Luo Jian, detained these people here on the grounds that they were taking their parents for medical treatment.
Then let their parents eat the Ecstasy they made by themselves, causing them to be confused all day long. Plus there are guards, so they naturally have no ability to escape from this place.
The man stretched and said, "As long as the village chief can reach a deal with the young leader this time, we can leave this poor and poor place."
After the man finished speaking, he did not hear a response from the guard who was accompanying him, only a "thumping" sound was heard.
Looking back, he found that the other party had fallen to the ground. Just when he was still confused, Bai Xiuping wearing a holy fire mask suddenly appeared behind him.
A knife hit the back of his head, and the man fell to the ground.
Seeing imprisoned old people everywhere, Bai Xiuping was furious: "It's not enough to set up an underground casino under the hillside. We even lock up the old people and feed them Ecstasy."
But now is not the time to rescue these people. These people are mentally exhausted and have completely lost their ability to move.
It was impossible for him to lead them by himself, and it would only cause greater commotion.
We haven't found a place to make Ecstasy Powder yet, so it's not a good idea to alert others.
"Autumn, autumn clouds..."
Bai Xiuping was about to leave when he heard someone calling Zhuang Qiuyun's name. Could it be his father Zhuang Fangliang?
Bai Xiuping walked in the direction of the sound and saw the old man covered in bruises and dying.
Although the other party was frail and looked more haggard than the portrait seen in Mingshu Museum, it could be seen that he was Zhuang Fangliang, the former direct guard captain of Guangming Palace.
It's just that the other party's current condition is not optimistic. Not only are the muscles and veins severely damaged, but the injuries are also serious, especially the brain is blocked by congestion.
If this continues, he will definitely die.
"I have a request."
Zhuang Fangliang suddenly regained his consciousness and said.
Bai Xiuping was a little surprised, but he quickly understood that this was a flashback.
Zhuang Fangliang seemed to have exhausted his last strength and said: "Don't let anyone know that I am dead."
After saying this, Zhuang Fangliang couldn't let go of Bai Xiuping's hand.
Before a person dies, he does not ask others to save him or avenge him, but to conceal the news of his death for him.
Who would still care about Zhuang Fangliang?
Now there is only one person in the world, his daughter, Zhuang Qiuyun.
As for Zhuang Fangliang, who wanted to die, the only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter.
Thinking of the figure who suppressed fear and asked himself to take the initiative to hug her, I couldn't help but sigh that the father and daughter were exactly the same in terms of stupidity.
Zhuang Fangliang's blood was boiling, and he was already half-foot in the coffin. If Bai Xiuping wanted to save him, there was only one way that was very unlikely but extremely dangerous.
"Push the palace through the acupuncture point!"
Bai Xiuping needed to use his own internal strength to open up Zhuang Fangliang's Ren and Du meridians, so that his tendons could flow smoothly and the churning energy and blood could be dispersed.
But if Zhuang Fangliang's original internal strength is accidentally triggered...
Thinking of this, Bai Xiuping couldn't help but shed cold sweat, but Zhuang Fangliang would definitely die if he delayed it any longer, and the situation did not allow Bai Xiuping to hesitate any longer.
The matter has come to this, and only by giving it a try can we win a chance of survival.
Bai Xiuping gathered his inner strength and slapped Zhuang Fangliang on the back with both hands.
All the techniques of the Demon Sect are derived from the Heavenly Demon Holy Technique. As long as Zhuang Fangliang has not practiced decent internal techniques, Bai Xiuping has a chance to save him.
The nearly perfect Heavenly Demon Holy Art, combined with deep internal power, was poured into Zhuang Fangliang's body at the same time.
What Bai Xiuping didn't expect was that Zhuang Fangliang began to absorb his own internal power.
It turned out that Zhuang Fangliang's dantian was not destroyed, but his internal energy was depleted. Now, instead, the power of his dantian is reactivating.
Now it has become a competition between the size of Zhuang Fangliang's dantian and Bai Xiuping's deep inner strength.
Zhuang Fangliang absorbed a large amount of Bai Xiuping's internal energy. If Bai Xiuping's internal energy could not fill Zhuang Fangliang's Dantian, Bai Xiuping would die if all his internal energy was exhausted.
But once the transfer of internal energy begins, it cannot be stopped midway, otherwise the collision of the two internal forces will only cause both parties to explode and die.
The only thing I can do now is to pour all my inner strength into it until the last moment.
Forty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, a large amount of internal energy was injected into Zhuang Fangliang's body, but Zhuang Fangliang's Dantian showed no intention of stopping.
Bai Xiuping's face was sweating continuously, his eyes were focused, he didn't care anymore, and injected more than 90% of his internal power into Zhuang Fangliang's body.
"Crack, click."
Zhuang Fangliang made a muffled sound, and as the energy and blood circulated throughout his body, his body bones made abnormal sounds.
The originally weak body now transformed into a tall and strong body, exuding powerful internal strength.
This posture is the true appearance of the former captain of the guard team directly under the Palace of Light. To be precise, at this time, Zhuang Fangliang has surpassed his past and reached an extraordinary state.
Bai Xiuping, who was paralyzed on the ground, gasped for air, his hands trembling uncontrollably. His original deep internal strength was now exhausted.
If the capacity of Zhuang Fangliang's dantian was slightly larger, Bai Xiuping, who had his internal energy drained, probably wouldn't be able to survive.
It was really dangerous just now. Fortunately, I had done good deeds for many years and women often prayed for me, so I was fine.
Zhuang Fangliang obviously did not expect that he could be rescued, and said with a puzzled face: "Sir, who are you?"
Bai Xiuping really didn't have the strength to explain, so he waved his hands and said, "First, let me take a rest."
Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, he knew that given his situation just now, it would be extremely difficult and dangerous to rescue him.
Zhuang Fangliang felt the changes in his body and knew that the other party had obviously tried his best to save him.
He did not ask in a hurry, but sat down and said slowly: "Actually, I don't care what my end will be..."
