After leaving the city, Zhang Jintai and Deng Fang ran all the way, but there were many people following them.
"This is bad!" Zhang Jintai was very anxious when he saw that the situation was not good.
Deng Fang looked at Zhang Jintai. Although he had a deer head, rat eyes, a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, he was very loyal, which really moved Deng Fang.
"Brother Zhang, please leave first. Leave me alone. They won't make it difficult for you." Deng Fang looked at Chicheng and said to Zhang Jintai.
But Zhang Jintai got angry: "You kid, what are you talking about! Are you, Brother Zhang, such a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death? At worst, I will die for my brother today!"
Zhang Jintai spoke so boldly and beat his chest, making Deng Fang's eyes sparkle with tears.
But in this moment, the people behind him had already pounced on him.
With a "swish" sound, three people flew over Deng Fang's head. Then they turned around and landed in front of Deng Fang and Zhang Jintai, blocking their way.
The people behind them have also arrived. Deng Fang and Zhang Jintai are attacked from both sides and are in a critical situation.
Seeing that Deng Fang had nowhere to escape, people around him began to threaten him.
"Boy, be obedient and hand over the banknote. Grandpa will give you a treat!"
"Give me the banknote and I will protect your life."
"If you don't submit, I will skin you!"
Deng Fang listened to the people's threatening words and looked at their ferocious faces and the various weapons in their hands. He gritted his teeth and reached into his arms to take out the banknotes.
Zhang Jintai saw it and quickly stopped Deng Fang: "Boy, don't be afraid, there is no end to the road, and we will never let these quacks get what they want!"
Deng Fang looked at Zheng Jintai and nodded slowly, already prepared to die.
Seeing that Deng Fang refused to submit, everyone swarmed forward and threw all kinds of weapons at the two of them. The sky was overwhelming and the ground was overwhelming, making it difficult to resist.
"Hurry up!" Zhang Jintai shouted, swung his body, pulled Deng Fang out of the gap in the crowd, and unexpectedly escaped the siege just now.
Suddenly, Zhang Jintai pushed Deng Fang far away and shouted: "Little brother, please leave quickly! I will support you here."
Deng Fang was shocked. Zhang Jintai was indeed a hero of his time, emphasizing love and righteousness.
In an instant, everyone around them attacked Deng Fang again, but this time Zhang Jintai stood in front of Deng Fang alone, blocking everyone and letting Deng Fang go first.
Deng Fang looked at Zhang Jintai fighting alone, knowing that his martial arts skills were low and that staying here would be a burden. Although he felt extremely guilty for Zhang Jintai in his heart, he still turned around and ran away.
Zhang Jintai was the only one who dominated the crowd. Although he was somewhat determined to die, he could not withstand the dead hand with his fists. However, he was beaten away by everyone after a while.
When everyone saw that Zhang Jintai had been dealt with, they ignored him and chased Deng Fang straight away.
Zhang Jintai was lying on the ground and saw a group of people running towards Deng Fang. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, then he turned over and ran into the city laughing.
Looking at Deng Fang again, although he ran all the way, how could his legs compare to many people in the world.
At this time, behind him, everyone was showing off their magical powers. Some were leaping with their feet on the ground, while others were running like leopards and were elusive. All kinds of light kung fu movements were emerging in endlessly.
Deng Fang watched as the distance between everyone and himself was getting closer, but there was nothing he could do.
Finally, an old man behind him waved his hand and hit Deng Fang's feet from the air. The dust flew away and stopped Deng Fang's steps.
Looking at the large crater that exploded on the ground in front of him, Deng Fang marveled at the old man's martial arts skills, and at the same time completely gave up on resisting.
Life is more important than money!
Deng Fang collapsed on the ground, watching the people around him gasping for air.
"Boy, how many banknotes do you have? Just hand them over."
"Losing money will avoid disaster, and you will suffer less physical pain after a while."
People around him tried to persuade them to leave, but Deng Fang had no choice but to put his hand into his arms and give them money.
"Um?"
Putting her hand in her collar, Deng Fang felt nothing but the shadow of banknotes.
Deng Fang reached out and touched it carefully again, but still couldn't see the banknote. This time, Deng Fang was shocked.
Everyone looked at Deng Fang who looked confused and became impatient.
One of the burly men stepped forward and slapped Deng Fang, who was sitting on the ground.
"Boy, are you playing tricks?"
The slap was so powerful that it left a slap on Deng Fang's face. Deng Fang covered her face and muttered: "It's not a trick, the banknote is really missing."
Can't find it?
When everyone heard what Deng Fang said, they were all furious. They swarmed up and stripped Deng Fang down to her thin undershirt, but they still didn't find the banknotes.
Late at night in autumn, it was already cold, and someone stripped off her coat. Deng Fang shivered with cold on the ground.
"Where did you hide the banknotes? If I don't give you an explanation, you will die here today!" In the crowd, the old man who just took the shot stepped forward and said.
"This..." Deng Fang racked his brains but could not figure out where the banknotes were. After all, he had never left these things.
Suddenly, Deng Fang seemed to realize something, slapped his forehead with his hand, and shouted loudly.
"Wandering Dragon, Zhang Jintai!"
Everyone looked at Deng Fang's astonished expression, and they all seemed to have realized something and looked far behind them.
But there was no trace of Zhang Jintai anywhere. There was nothing on the ground, not even a body.
At this moment, Deng Fang could also feel a wave of resentment rising from the crowd.
"Damn it, after all the hard work, this kid took advantage of it!"
"Let's go! Go back and kill that kid. What a damn bad luck."
"Hey! Just now, I thought this guy was a character who went to all lengths for his friends! I didn't expect him to be such a bastard."
The crowd was chattering with curses and greetings to all eighteen generations of Zhang Jintai's ancestors.
Everyone walked back to the city, and only Deng Fang was left here.
Deng Fang looked at the people leaving, feeling surprised and happy that he had really escaped.
But I still felt a little unhappy when I saw that everyone ignored me when they saw that I had no money.
Are you so insignificant?
But it was a great blessing to be able to save a life.
Deng Fang hurriedly picked up the clothes that had been stripped off by everyone and put them on again. They were a little dirty, but it was better than freezing to death.
Deng Fang, who had put on his clothes, looked at Li Yuancheng from a distance and had no intention of going back. He knew that there would be chaos in Li Yuancheng because of Zhang Jintai, so he did not want to take a trip into this muddy water.
"It's better to go to the mountains to find a place to stay first." Deng Fang sighed. He had just entered the city, and after a night, he was trapped in a barren mountain again.
At this moment, Deng Fang suddenly discovered that three people were chasing him back behind him, shouting for Deng Fang to stop.
Deng Fang was shocked, why did she come to see him again?
The three of them walked very fast and angrily, and when they arrived at Deng Fang's side, one of them grabbed Deng Fang's collar.
Deng Fang said repeatedly: "Three eldest brothers, I have no money, what else are you doing to me?"
Unexpectedly, the three of them ignored him at all. The man in the middle took out a scroll from his sleeve, opened it, looked at it and compared it with Deng Fang, and then nodded.
Deng Fang was a little surprised: "What are you doing?"
The man unfolded the scroll toward Deng Fang and asked loudly: "Is this your painting?"
Deng Fang nodded when he saw that the portrait on the scroll was indeed him.
Seeing Deng Fang's admission, the three of them were overjoyed and looked at each other as if they had picked up some treasure. Only Deng Fang was still confused.
At this moment, the man holding Deng Fang's collar shouted to Deng Fang and asked: "As long as you admit it, then... where is Li Yuanfeng now?"
"Ah? Li Yuanfeng?"
