Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-Two
With a loud "Boom!", Brother Chicken flew more than ten meters, broke through the wall of the small courtyard, and fell directly into a small room.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and everyone stared dumbfounded at what happened in the small courtyard. Murong Qi was knocked away, and after a minute, they didn't feel the slightest breath of life.
"Brother, did you kill Murong Qi?!" The beautiful woman covered her mouth, her mind going blank. Zhao Suran's blow was completed in the blink of an eye, and there was no time for anyone to stop him.
"Brother, you are too reckless!"
Several middle-aged men beside the beautiful woman immediately stepped forward and sighed sadly.
"Brother, how dare you use that move like that?!"
"Alas! This boy is so powerful at such a young age. Besides, he is the man chosen by Yaxin and Nizi. How could you... Alas!"
Zhao Suran regretted the punch after he punched him. His head was so hot, how could he really kill him?!
"I...I don't know either!"
Zhao Yaqing, who was still there at the beginning to cheer for Murong Qi, was waiting blankly for his big eyes. Not long after, she suddenly took a few steps back and sat on the ground in a daze, "Dad...you killed me."
Big brother?!"
Zhao Suran's chest seemed to be suffocated by a ball of air, and his discomfort reached the limit. He slowly raised his hands, "Hope, I finally had it, but I lost it, I..."
Zhao Yaqing burst into tears suddenly. She stood up suddenly and ran towards the hut where Brother Ji flew in. "Brother, don't die! I should have known I wouldn't bring you to my house. Brother,
My sister is going to hate me so much, please don’t die!"
Everyone has realized that there is something wrong with Zhao Suran. Not to mention that Murong Qi is Yaxin's man. Even if he is a young man who comes to his house to show his kindness, he cannot be beaten to death!
Zhao Yaqing's cry still echoed in the hut, with a rustling sound. Suddenly, a scream came from the hut. Zhao Yaqing trotted out of the hut and pointed to the door of the hut in surprise, "Big brother,
He, he's not dead! He...he touched my butt!"
Damn! This girl is also mentally retarded.
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When Brother Ji, who was lying on the ground in the room, heard this, his head suddenly became filled with black lines.
"Huh!" Brother Ji struggled to raise his arm and stroked his chest slowly, "Hiss! Two ribs are probably broken. Damn it, it hurts me to death!"
After cursing, Brother Ji slowly got up, stroked the wall, and walked out of the door slowly.
Now, Brother Chicken's body was covered in dust, his trouser legs had a few cuts, and his upper body clothes had a large hole about twenty centimeters in diameter. Of course, there were still mottled blood stains on his clothes.
Seeing Brother Chicken walking out in disgrace, everyone was shocked at first, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay?!" Zhao Suran was the most shocked among these people. The power of that punch would have probably made a hole in a tank, but this young man seemed to be just a little embarrassed, nothing serious.
What a hindrance!
"Pfft!" Brother Ji walked a few steps, vomited out another mouthful of blood, wiped it with his hand, and said with a smile, "Who said that you will die if you vomit blood after being beaten?"
"Hiss..." Seeing Brother Chicken walking towards them, everyone exclaimed again.
Brother Chicken used his spiritual power to observe around the inner mansion. Fortunately, it was only a minor injury and nothing serious. However, the skin trauma and two broken ribs were real. No matter how brave Brother Chicken was,
I’m also afraid of pain!
However, the family members in front of him all stared at him like monsters, with no reaction at all. Brother Ji was so helpless that his balls ached, and he tore off his ragged clothes, gasping for air and humming, "Quickly.
Chapter completed!