120. Be high-key in doing things and low-key in life 3
Before Zhong Qingye finished speaking, the crowd on one side was suddenly forced to separate a path from behind. The vulgar action was like tearing a rough sack with force. With a harsh squeaking sound, the sack was torn in half.
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Such a rude action naturally aroused dissatisfaction from many people, but once they saw the ferocious and twisted faces of the three men, and then weighed their own stature, they all immediately shut their mouths obediently.
Do what you can and do the least harm. This is something that anyone with any brains knows. What's more, you haven't suffered any harm, so why bother looking for trouble?
After thinking about this, the crowd in front of them very wisely made way for them, and kindly took a step back to expand the circle of encirclement to avoid hurting themselves.
The originally irregular circular circle suddenly became empty. Zhong Qingye and Chun Xia Qiu were standing in the middle. At their feet was a sturdy man who was howling like a ghost. It was a strange situation no matter what.
With the onlookers giving way, the three men quickly squeezed out from the crowd. Zhong Qingye took a closer look and turned his head away in disgust. It wasn't that she despised people who were difficult to look at, nor was it because of her high-spirited nature.
, but these men were too disgusting. Xia'er, who was originally very happy to get the money bag back, suddenly retched and almost vomited when he saw it.
Three men, about the same age, probably in their mid-twenties, with dark faces, wearing colorless trousers, dusty coarse cloth shoes on their feet, and coarse cloth coats on their upper bodies, even in the cold weather in March.
It was still wide open, and there were several ugly centipede-like scars scattered all over the exposed chest, as if the four characters "I am a bad guy" were written all over the body.
Looking at their faces, Zhong Qingye gave an honest four-word evaluation, which was too terrible to look at!
Starting from the left, one has a big bump on his forehead, with bulging veins, one has crooked eyes, a slanted mouth, and a bushy nose. The most disgusting one is the one on the right, half of his face is covered with pustules, and there is a pink lump on it.
The white caterpillar-like thing, coupled with the dark, shiny face, it's no wonder that Xia'er looked like she was about to vomit.
Zhong Qingye glanced at the three of them, the man howling like a ghost and a wolf at his feet, and suddenly felt that this man was pretty good-looking.
"Brother!!"
Seeing the man curled up on the ground, his legs clamped together, his hands tightly covering his crotch, the blood dripping from between his legs dyed a small area of the ground red, the expressions of the three men changed drastically, they all exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed
Come up.
Zhong Qingye hurriedly pulled the three girls Chun Xia Qiu back a few steps, stretched out his hand and flapped it in front of his nose a few times, with a look of disgust on his face. The smell of these men was really not very good, and it went straight to their noses from a distance
Drill inside.
Zhong Qingye gently touched the three girls and raised his chin towards the crowd, meaning to ask them to go away. These men probably would not give up. Naturally, the three girls refused, but Zhong Qingye looked determined.
, had to reluctantly walk towards the crowd.
"You bitch second disciple has made my eldest brother like this. If we three brothers don't remove your hands and feet today, I will kneel down and call you lord!" The man with a big bag on his head was the first to stand.
He stood up, pointed at Zhong Qingye's nose and cursed loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, he shouted loudly, raised his fist and rushed towards her.
Zhong Qingye backed away repeatedly, not because she was afraid of the man, but because she didn't want to get her hands dirty. When the man saw her retreating, he immediately became furious and ran toward Zhong Qingye like a tank on a figure-footed step, frightening him.
The three girls of De Chun Xia Qiu covered their mouths in fear.
Zhong Qingye dodged lazily while looking for something useful. She only had a few daggers on her body. This kind of man didn't need her to be serious.
For a moment, the onlookers could only see a thick man running around chasing a frail and beautiful man, with a terrifying momentum, but he couldn't catch him, and his expression became a little weird for a while.
Seeing that he could not catch up for a long time, the man's eyes turned red with anger, and he yelled at the other two men without looking back: "What the hell are you two still doing? Why don't you come here and catch this guy?
Today I won’t take off his legs and feet and throw them into the river to feed the fish!”
The two men who were originally squatting next to the elder brother realized what they were doing and rushed over. The three of them formed a semi-encirclement and rushed toward Zhong Qingye.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Zhong Qingye's eyes sharply spotted a green-yellow bamboo pole on the ground. He immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled. He raised his right foot and kicked the bamboo pole into the air. It was as long as three people high. Zhong Qingye grabbed it with a smile and thought,
He swung over without wanting to.
The bamboo pole is like a long stick. The longer it is, the heavier it is. It requires a lot of strength to swing. The bamboo pole, which is more than three people long, is held by the thin Zhong Qingye and waved horizontally. The sound of the wind is whistling, which is terrifying.
As for the man with the big bag on his head, he was even bigger than the bag and wanted to reach out to grab it.
A cold light flashed in Zhong Qingye's eyes, and his whole arm suddenly exerted force and shook violently. Everyone saw that the originally slightly curved bamboo pole suddenly fluctuated violently, and lit the big man's chest in the electric light.
There were no screams or exclamations. Everyone saw the man's thick body flying out like a kite with a broken string. He flew backwards for more than three meters and fell viciously on the ground.
The man fell to the ground, opened his thick lips, and blood trickled away. The man opened his mouth wide and whimpered, then his head tilted and there was no movement.
The man with the nose hair and the man with the pustule were frightened by this sudden situation. They immediately stopped and stared at the brother who was flying upside down. For a moment, the look of fear spread uncontrollably in their wide eyes.
It's a pity that they are sluggish, but Zhong Qingye is not.
With a glance at the phoenix eyes, the cold light shone like a cold knife, blooming in Zhong Qingye's eyes. His wrist suddenly turned over, and the originally straight bamboo pole suddenly became like a winding and changeable poisonous snake, hitting him from a strange angle.
Two men on their knees.
With two plops, the two men knelt down without any resistance. Zhong Qingye grabbed the bamboo pole and slammed it on the ground. There was a crisp sound, and the bamboo pole broke into pieces from the middle. The sharp bamboo pieces flew as fast as a knife.
It accurately penetrated the seam between their kneecaps.
The blood soaked into the fabric in an instant and flowed down happily, dripping.
Zhong Qingye's movements were too fast, one ring inside another, and the precision of each ring was frightening. The two of them didn't even feel any pain. Zhong Qingye had already thrown away half of the bamboo pole in his hand, so he could relax.