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Zhang Zhun hurried forward, pulled Yang Yinghan and said, "Don't panic! What happened?"

The mouse said in a pissy manner: "Yang Kun is chasing him!"

Zhang Zhun frowned and said casually: "Yang Kun?"

Yang Qianqiang said in a deep voice: "Yang Genlei's son, Wang Shixin's minions!"

Zhang Zhun nodded slowly.

He remembered very clearly that his head was broken by Yang Kun, and Yang Kaide's left leg was also broken by Yang Kun. There was a dead military household in Yangjiatun, who was also beaten to death by Yang Kun. There was a wrongdoer and a debtor. Before he could find Yang Kun, he came to his door!

Just right, it's solved here!

"How many people are here?" Zhang Zhun asked.

"He brought four minions!" mouse replied.

Mouse added that while he was monitoring the movements of Fushan City, he saw Yang Kun coming out from the west gate of Fushan City with four followers, and it seemed that he was going to Yangjiatun. He hurriedly followed the other party and confirmed that the other party was indeed going back to Yangjiatun. He did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly accelerated his pace, surpassed the other party, and came back to Yangjiatun to report the news.

Now, all the young girls in Yangjiatun have hidden themselves. The mouse was about to come here to report the message to Zhang Zhun, so Yang Yinghan simply followed him. Unexpectedly, when the two went out, they were seen by Yang Kun from afar, and he immediately followed like a mad dog. This devil and pervert have been coveting Yang Yinghan's beauty for a long time.

Zhang Zhun nodded slightly and said as if nothing had happened: "I understand."

He waved his hand calmly to the eight people and issued an order calmly: "Prepare guys! Two people are in groups! I'll deal with Yang Kun, you deal with his entourage!"

Hao Linyong and eight others immediately prepared the bamboo spear and the triangular spear, ready to fight.

They had been bullied by Yang Kun before, and a small half of them were caused by Yang Kun. Now, when he appeared again, eight people were not going to let him go. However, eight people felt a little nervous at the same time, because Yang Kun, a demon, was so tall and big, and full of flesh, it was still difficult to deal with. I wonder if Zhang Zhun could deal with him.

While speaking, footsteps came from the north and five figures appeared.

The person in front of him had no weapons, and it was Yang Kun. His body was quite tall, twice as big as a mouse. His hands and feet were thick, and Kong Wu was powerful. When he walked, his body was constantly jumping. This was not a human, this was a gorilla. No wonder the fellow villagers in Yangjiatun were bullied by this guy. In the zoo of later generations, this guy could also collect tickets.

Each of the four followers behind Yang Kun was carrying a waist knife, and they were also fierce and evil.

"Yang Kun!"

Yang Qianqiang screamed out fiercely.

It seems that there is a lot of hatred between him and Yang Kun.

In fact, how many of the poor young people in Yangjiatun have no hatred with this Yang Kun? If they have the chance to tear each other apart, they will never frown.

“Calm.”

"Listen to my orders."

Zhang Zhun said in a deep voice.

The eight people covered the mouse and Yang Yinghan behind him, held bamboo guns, and glared at Yang Kun.

"Erleen, I heard you have a promising future?"

Yang Kun walked to Zhang Zhun, his big mouth like a bear cracked and buzzed.

He was obviously used to being arrogant in Yangjiatun and did not take Yang Zhiyuan and others seriously. Especially when he saw the eight people holding their hands tightly, they were actually made of bamboo guns made of green bamboo, he was so laughed. With such a simple weapon, he wanted to fight against him? Are you kidding?

"What? Want to fight?"

Zhang Zhun was concise and concise.

Since the other party is a scum among scumbags, then just start fighting.

"Damn it! Are you still arrogant?"

Yang Kun was furious and rushed up and was about to take action.

He is quite clear about who Erlangzi is. How could he tolerate a guy who can't even remember his name? He dared to be arrogant in front of him and speak to him in such a tone? Last time, this guy reacted quickly and did not break his head with a stick. He was lucky! Today, he didn't have such good luck!

Zhang Zhun said in a deep voice: "Two people are in a group! Kill!"

The eight people immediately started, raised their bamboo spears, and stabbed Yang Kun's four followers.

When Yang Kun found out that Zhang Zhun had taken action first, he was so angry that he screamed: "I have killed everyone! No one left! No, leave that girl!"

His four followers were also gangsters and gangsters. They usually did a lot of bad things with Yang Kun, and they were not unfamiliar with fighting. When he heard Yang Kun’s strange scream, he immediately pulled out his sharp waist knife and rushed directly at the eight people. The eight people had only bamboo guns in their hands, and the waist knife in their hands was a real standard weapon, so they did not take the eight people seriously at all.

"Go to die!"

Zhang Zhun sneered in his heart and came to Yang Kun without saying a word.

To capture the thief, he must first kill this guy.

What Yang Zhiyuan and others need most now is a strong leader, a leader who can make them feel that they have enough hope to defeat any enemy. What the Yangjiatun members need is also a strong core support. He just used Yang Kun to show his strength.

"call!"

Yang Kun's body was taller than Erlangzi's. When he saw Zhang Zhun rushing up, he raised his fist without thinking and punched Zhang Zhun in the face.

This punch is really strong and full of wind. His fist is huge, like a medicinal casserole. If Zhang Zhun is hit on the face, his face will bloom and his flesh will be blurred. Even if he does not die, he will be severely injured.

Zhang Zhun lowered his head and let Yang Kun's fist pass.

"court death!"

Yang Kun became more and more angry, roared and continued to punch.

His body was very burly, but his movements were still very flexible. He didn't hit Zhang Zhun with one punch, and immediately changed his move. This punch came to Zhang Zhun's chest. Even if Zhang Zhun suddenly squatted down, he could not avoid this punch.

"Hahaha!"

With the confidence to win, Yang Kun immediately burst into laughter.

However, his laughter came to an abrupt end.

Because, he saw...

Zhang Zhun's body suddenly turned sideways, just passing his fist. Then Zhang Zhun grabbed his fist and pulled it forward, but his shoulder was pressed hard under Yang Kun's ribs.

Yang Kun felt bad and wanted to take back his body. However, the inertia of his body greatly reduced his movements. When he eliminated his inertia, Zhang Zhun's shoulder was already pressing hard under his ribs. Without time to adjust his body, he was suddenly pushed outward and stood unsteadily.

However, Yang Kun did not feel that there was any fatal threat. Although Zhang Zhun turned his body over, it seemed unlikely that he would want to keep up. Besides, even if the other party followed, he was not afraid. As long as he took a big step to the side, he could restore his body to balance. At that time, Zhang Zhun would look good.

It's a pity that he made a wishful thinking.

"puff!"

When Yang Kun leaned against his body, Zhang Zhun had already withdrawn his elbow and hit him hard under the ribs.

"Haha, do you think this can hurt me?"

Yang Kun laughed unrestrainedly, not worried about Zhang Zhun's elbow.

A group of poor people who can't even eat enough to hurt themselves?

At worst, I was just knocked over on the beach, a donkey rolled around and then stood up.

However, he immediately felt something was wrong.

The pain that was piercing quickly spread throughout the body, and it was from the bottom of the ribs.

Uncontrollably, Yang Kun's body lost balance and fell heavily on the beach.

As the name suggests, most of the Red Stone Beach is stone, and only a small part is sand. Yang Kun fell heavily on the stone, and his head hit the gravel, and almost fell into a coma. He wanted to turn over and stand up, but found that his chest was incredibly painful, as if his ribs were broken.

Zhang Zhun was in power and refused to forgive him. He came up and grabbed Yang Kun's left hand, stumbled backward, put it on his knees, and tried hard downward. With a click, Yang Kun's left hand was immediately broken.

"ah!"

Yang Kun couldn't help but scream.

Zhang Zhun did the same thing and broke his right hand.

"ah!"

Yang Kun screamed again like a pig slaughter.

However, his scream was soon covered by the sound of waves on the empty beach. His four followers had no chance to hear his screams. Because at this time, they had already taken a step to report to King Yama.

At the beginning of the battle, Yang Kun's four followers waved their waist knife and rushed towards Hao Linyong and eight others. They didn't think that the bamboo gun was of any significance. With a wave of the waist knife, they could cut the bamboo gun off.

Yes, they did cut off four bamboo guns.

However, they did not cut off the other four bamboo guns.

Four sharp bamboo spears pierced straight into their chests, and the tip of the spear came out from behind and were dripping blood on the beach. Because Hao Linyong and others were still holding the bamboo spear and did not let go, the four followers had not fallen yet and had not completely died.

The four of them would never have thought that they would be stabbed by the other party just after they fought with each other. They did not expect that this inconspicuous bamboo gun could actually penetrate their bodies. What kind of weapon is this? This is just the most primitive bamboo gun!

If they knew that the eight people in front of them had practiced 3,000 times a day for this thorn and had been practicing in the dark for more than ten days, they would regret it and died of crashing into the wall. Three thousand times a day, specializing in practicing an action, what is that? Even a brick can be pierced.

For Yang Qianqiang and others, they also didn't expect that the action of pricking fish was equally powerful when used to prick people. Even more simple than pricking fish. People have such big goals and obvious goals, and there are so many flaws. Any pricking can hit the point.

Blood kept flowing along the bamboo gun, dripping drop by drop onto the beach. A large amount of blood flowed to the other end of the bamboo gun, and Hao Linyong and others' palms were stained with blood. The reason why they did not let go in time was because they had not reacted yet.

This is the first time they have killed anyone in their lives.

Although they were killing the enemy they hated the most, they still did not fully adapt to it psychologically.

The technique of pricking fish suddenly turned into pricking people. They were surprised and happy, a little nervous and scared.

The surprise was that they had the ability to eliminate the hateful guys, and the fear and nervousness of them was that they really killed people.
Chapter completed!