Under the heavy rain, the bamboo hat and raincoat finally came into play.
A group of people in the same attire moved quickly and surrounded a small residential house.
The subtle sounds were drowned in the sound of rain. Everyone retreated far away, focusing on the people coming in and out of the small courtyard.
Outside the fence of the small courtyard, a burly figure stood out.
But beside this burly figure, a middle-aged man holding an umbrella looked even more out of place.
This person is Butler Zheng.
When we came here, the other party huddled in the rain and said with a smile: "The rest will be left to the adults."
Under the bamboo hat, a cold voice asked: "Can you ensure that nothing will happen again this time?"
"Don't worry, it's just a few unimportant people gone. As long as you keep an eye on the woman and the boy, no one else needs to care."
There was no sound under the bamboo hat, but he kicked open the fence and reached the door of the house in the courtyard.
Opening the door, the strong man walked in.
Although the room was pitch dark, one could vaguely see the figure sitting at the window.
The strong man recognized him. He was the young master he met on the street earlier.
That scholar-like outline cannot be concealed no matter what.
Beside the scholar, a figure with the outline of a woman was also sitting there, making only slight movements.
The strong man sneered and put his hand on the bamboo hat.
Just listen to Bai Song's voice: "Why do you want to kill them all? It's just a maid, what did you do wrong?"
The strong man didn't say anything. He took off his bamboo hat and flew towards the two figures at the window just like he did the night before.
The fluttering bamboo hat was like a flying knife in the hands of the strong man, and the swishing sound was like lightning.
But the figure at the window was already on guard. As soon as the other person made a move, he immediately tilted his head. The bamboo hat flew out of the window and flew directly into the soil in the courtyard.
"Hmph!" The other party snorted coldly, quite disdainful of these two people, and seemed to be about to take action again, when he heard a sound above his head.
"Um?"
The strong man let out a sigh and subconsciously raised his head to look.
I saw that the oil paper on the skylight above my head had been torn off, and rain poured down continuously.
Before the strong man could react, two more curtains of water poured down from the skylight.
Directly drenched the strong man.
This was obviously done deliberately by someone on the roof. The strong man was too relaxed and did not take this trip seriously, so he did not notice it. Just when he was furious, he suddenly smelled a strange smell.
In an instant, the strong man was startled and shouted: "It's oil!"
"Pa bang bang..."
Suddenly there was a faint sound of electricity in the darkness of the room.
The strong man turned around again and saw two tiny currents flowing in the hands of the figure in the room.
Such a terrifying scene made even a strong man stunned when he saw it.
I wonder what kind of thing only a monster can do?
Could it be that the Zhenqi that has long been legendary in the martial arts world of the Central Plains takes shape?
That is simply a legend and cannot be trusted. How is it possible?!
For a moment, the strong man thought of what a gangster said before he died the night before: "Don't mess with him, that person knows magic..."
The strong man has been in Jixian for many days, and tonight for the first time he had a bad omen.
I saw the blue-white current inserted into the ground manually as the figure moved.
In an instant, a ray of fire ignited from the ground to the strong man.
The strong man was covered in oil, and when he was hit by the fire, he was instantly swallowed up by the flames.
"ah!"
The strong man let out a shrill scream and at the same time rushed towards the two of them through the window.
The two people turned around and rushed out towards the window together. Then they pulled a mechanism on the window with both hands, and a beam somewhere in the room cracked with a crisp sound.
In an instant, the four walls seemed to have lost their support and tilted towards the room, and the tile shed above them also fell downwards.
boom……
In just two seconds, a good-looking house was instantly reduced to rubble, with only the flames rising among the sand and gravel in the middle.
Everything happened so fast that a group of people watching outside didn't understand what was happening.
I only saw a man and a woman standing in the rain. Judging from their stature, they were obviously not that powerful big shot.
"Sir...sir...sir!"
Outside the hospital, Butler Zheng looked at all this in shock, his voice trembling.
Knowing the identity of the other party, and even more clearly the power of the other party, even such a person was buried alive in the ruins, how can the group of people he brought be reused?
Something was wrong. Butler Zheng turned around and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, someone came behind him and punched him in the face. He opened a dyeing workshop directly in front of him. He felt dizzy and almost fell down in the rain. He held his umbrella.
It also fell off, and I was soaked all over. It mixed with nosebleed and flowed into my mouth. I don't know what it tasted like.
Baldy Hu grabbed him hard and cursed: "Master, do you really think that no one dares to hit someone named Zheng? You are impatient to fight with us!"
Behind, the gangsters hiding nearby swarmed in with sticks, and several of the outside observers had been knocked unconscious in the rain.
There were many people coming from the other side, but the gangsters gathered in one place, and they were instantly hit with a gap.
It was the first time that Butler Zheng encountered this kind of thing. He couldn't predict it and could only shout in confusion: "I am the steward of the Zheng family, you... you..."
Before he finished speaking, Butler Zheng received another punch and was scolded by Baldy Bear: "Didn't you hear clearly what I just said? I don't care about your pot at all!"
Seeing Butler Zheng being beaten repeatedly, the people around wanted to rush over in an aggressive manner, but a figure in the ruins roared: "Who dares to come here!"
This roar was so violent that it broke through the rain curtain, drowned out the sound of rain, and shocked all the surrounding Zheng family servants to stop in their tracks.
At this time, Butler Zheng finally woke up and realized that he had met someone special. These gangsters were not afraid of the Zheng family. How could they be gangsters? They were clearly prepared!
These people are here to deal with the Zheng family!
This matter must be handled by the eldest master himself. He alone as a housekeeper can no longer take care of this matter.
And if that gentleman died in Jixian, I don’t know how much trouble there would be.
Butler Zheng was frightened and begged for mercy again and again, saying: "Hero, spare my life, hero, spare my life. We are just a servant and we are just following orders. Please be merciful!"
"Now you know how to be merciful? Why didn't you think about it when you killed people before? Tell me honestly, what kind of shameful things did your Zheng family do? You chased after a little maid!"
"This...this..." Butler Zheng hesitated.
"You won't tell me, right?" Baldy Bear slapped him in the face with a big razor, knocking off one of his back molars. "You dare to kill people, do you think we don't dare to kill people?"
"Don't...don't...I...I really can't say anything about this!"
"Very good!" Hu Baldy was in the mood tonight. It was his first time to hit these noble people. He didn't expect to become addicted. He said in his heart that it was really good. He felt better when hitting the nobles. He wanted to punch again.
Hit Butler Zheng in the stomach.
Before his fist landed, he suddenly saw a piece of gravel hit by his fist flying out of the flying catkins in front of him.
There was a loud bang on Hu Baldy's face. In an instant, Hu Baldy made no sound and fell straight back.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then the flames grew in the ruins, and there was a commotion from the ruins.
"ah!"
A roar accompanied by a huge momentum made the entire rain curtain roll back, as if the surrounding rainwater was trembling.
A burning man stood up from the ruins, standing suddenly in front of everyone as if he was reborn from the ashes.
Everyone was stunned, staring straight at it, almost forgetting to think.
Buried by countless bricks and tiles, and wrapped in flames, you didn't die?
What is even more incomprehensible is that even if he is not dead, he has not lost the ability to move!
In the darkness, only the place where the firelight gathered was clearly visible. Many parts of the strong man's body were scorched black, and the rain cloak on his body turned into ashes and gradually dispersed under the beating of raindrops.
But he was still standing, and it seemed that he could see the anger in his eyes.
A young gangster was so frightened that he peed his pants in an instant when he stared at him with burning eyes.
It was raining heavily, and after a few seconds, the fire on the strong man's body gradually became smaller.
It seems that it will be extinguished soon.
Suddenly, the strong man turned his eyes and stared at the man not far away.
He knew that it was this man who designed everything that put him in such a mess!
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the strong man moved forward quickly and kicked away the rocks.
The rocks exploded into countless fragments and scattered in all directions. Even though they had no lethality, the small fragments still caused severe pain when they fell on the body.
The man in the dark flashed and backed away. Knowing that he was no match, he turned around and ran away.
The strong man is powerful, but not fast. As long as he drives more of the things he throws, it doesn't seem difficult to escape.
Just as they were about to leave the ruins, two people rushed out from elsewhere and gave the shadow a meal.
This pause didn't matter, it gave the strong man behind him time to pursue him, and he immediately grabbed the shadow's collar.
The strong man was furious and roared: "Death!"
Holding the collar with one hand, he punched directly.
With this punch, even a cow would be severely beaten to its internal organs, let alone a frail young master.
But the situation was unexpected again. The opponent's punch fell. The young master turned around and wrapped his hands around the opponent's dropped fist.
The strong man smiled instead: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
How could a frail young master block this punch?
But the strong man didn't know that this young master was incredibly powerful. He used his hands hard and actually stopped his punch!
The strong man realized something was wrong and roared angrily: "You are not that boy."
"Hmph!" Under the shadow, Niu Da sneered, "Monster, you are much weaker than before! It seems that Master Bai's fire is not completely useless!"
"I'm here!"
Bai Song's voice came from behind.
The strong man looked back and saw that it was the shadow wearing women's clothes!
puff!
A cold light flashed under the dark night, and a sharp blade penetrated.
Even his iron-clad body could not withstand the direct thrust of the knife. The strong man frowned and was sweating profusely.
The next second, Bai Song's expression also changed.
Something is wrong!
Look at the sharp blade in his hand, it didn't penetrate even an inch of the strong man's body!
"Boy, you are looking for death!" The strong man sneered.
