Gu Zhao looked at the two rows of guards in front of him, then looked at the sticks in their hands, and immediately understood why the previous gentlemen had left in embarrassment.

There are more than 20 guards with more than 20 lives, and they are still holding the guy. How can any talented scholar be able to deal with it?

Even if the Donghao people are fierce and aggressive, ordinary people cannot defeat so many well-trained guards.

Standing behind these guards were four or five urchins. There were boys and girls, the oldest was less than ten years old, and the youngest was five or six years old. Gu Zhao looked at the youngest girl, who looked chubby, and asked her

Thinking of Xiaoxiao, a smile could not help but appear on her lips.

The leader was the oldest boy, who looked to be about seven or eight years old. He was stocky and strong. The top of his head was shaved, leaving only two pieces of hair the size of copper coins, which were braided and tied with gold rings.

His face was arrogant and proud, and he looked at Gu Zhao with squinting eyes.

"Everyone wants to be our teacher!" He pointed at Gu Zhao with his stubby finger, "Hit him!"

After thinking for a while, he added, "Beat him until he calls me daddy!"

The two boys following him seemed used to being complimented, and immediately asked skillfully, "Brother Hai, why are you called daddy?"

"Yes, why didn't you call me father? Did you call me daddy?"

The person holding the youngest girl was a little girl. Although she was only six or seven years old, she had fair skin, black hair, and vivid features. It was obvious that she was a beauty.

Hearing their conversation, the little girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh softly.

This low laugh seemed to give some encouragement to the leader "Brother Hai". He raised his chin high and raised his voice a little higher, "You idiots, didn't you hear those Bei'an untouchables at home?"

Are they all called dad and mom?"

Gu Zhao raised his eyebrows, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Bei'an has a vast territory, and the local dialects vary greatly. In some places, parents are indeed called "dad" and "mom". I don't know where I heard this brother Hai. He probably thought it was strange, so he used it as a way to humiliate others.

tool.

I have never seen such a fertile species!

There was a smile on her face, but this smile didn't have any warmth. Anyway, after Yuncong Jiyu asked someone to take her to the yard, he left her here alone, which meant that she could do whatever she wanted, as long as she didn't

Just kill and maim these kids.

Gu Zhao walked forward step by step with a cold smile.

The guards looked at each other.

They have followed their little master for so long, and they have dealt with the new enlightenment teachers more than once. Every time they put up such a posture, the gentlemen would either be so scared that they would retreat on the spot, or they would stamp their feet and walk away in anger, but they never

No one would come forward so bluntly.

Could it be that this thin pretty boy actually wanted to confront them head-on?

This is a brainless young man!

As soon as Brother Hai saw Gu Zhao's actions, he started stomping his feet excitedly, with the two braids on his head dangling, and the golden ring shining, "Hit him, hit him! Beat him, hit him!"

Two boys nearby also stamped their feet and shouted, "Beat him until he calls me daddy!"

The fat girl who bit her finger stamped her feet and laughed, and even the older girl looked on with a smile, showing no intention of stopping her.

The coldness in Gu Zhao's eyes became deeper and deeper, and she accelerated her pace forward.

The guard leader held a stick in his hand and gave a symbolic warning: "Sir, if you come here again, we will have to offend you!"

Gu Zhao didn't answer, but suddenly exerted his strength, rushed in front of him, and punched him in the eye.

The guard leader's eyes only blurred, and he felt the wind of a fist hitting his face. He yelled in his heart that it was not good, and he hurriedly punched to parry.

Who knew that Gu Zhao was just making a feint. The moment he raised his hand to parry, the long stick in his other hand had been pulled away by a strong force.

Gu Zhao's figure happened to pass him by. While holding the long stick in one hand, he kicked back with the other foot, hitting the knee of the guard leader.

The leader of the guard exclaimed and rushed forward to gnaw on the mud.

All this seemed to take a long time, but in fact it happened in just an instant. The other guards did not react at all. The smiles on the faces of the boys and girls on the side had not disappeared, and the movements of stamping their feet, clapping their hands and shouting excitedly continued.

, the guard leader was already lying on the ground.

Gu Zhao put his hands on the long stick, stepped forward, and without moving his waist and legs, the long stick drew a circle, and with a few bangs, he swept all the guards around him to the ground.

It was only then that the guards reacted.

Some of the guards screamed, and some who fell on the ground covered their calves and howled. However, a few of the fierce ones had fierce looks in their eyes and surrounded them with sticks.

Gu Zhao's eyebrows twitched and he discovered that these attacking guards actually formed a formation. They seemed to be veterans who had been on the battlefield?

Maybe he still has the blood debt of Bei'an soldiers in his hands?

If it were Gu Zhao in the past, he might not be the opponent of this kind of fighting team. But after five or six years of training by He Zheng, Gu Zhao is no longer the original Wu Xia Amon. Otherwise, how could he kill among hundreds of elite guards?

Prince Qinggong of Donghao?

Gu Zhao's expression was slightly cold, he moved lightly, and the stick shook out a spark of gunfire, which went straight into the eyes of the guard at the front.

The guard who was attacked by her did not dodge, but raised his long stick to parry. As long as he entangled Gu Zhao, the two guards on his left and right could immediately attack Gu Zhao on both sides, leaving her unable to protect herself.

Gu Zhao has faced this kind of routine more than once. To deal with this kind of team alone, there are two ways to break it.

Either the speed is so fast that the opponent's cooperation cannot keep up with the response; or the strength is so great that even the opponent's cooperation is useless.

Unfortunately for Gu Zhao, he has both.

Gu Zhao curled his lips slightly, and the long stick suddenly accelerated, like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. It passed over the long stick that the guard was trying to parry, passing through the guard's parrying stick, and hit him right in the nose.

Poof! It was like the sound of something hard being broken. The leading guard fell on his back and hit the guard behind him.

The support of the two guards on the side was only half activated. As the tip of the formation, the guard in the main attacking position had already fallen... For a while, several guards were stunned, not knowing whether they should continue the attack.
Chapter completed!