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Chapter 30 Debt repayment, seven punches and thirteen feet

"Ah?" Before Big Mouth Liu could react, the live broadcast room was the first to burst into excitement.

Nether Maniac: Friend, there is someone behind you! Turn around quickly!

Dark Angel: I'll go, what's in your hand.

Golden Requiem: Let’s conduct a sneak attack without respecting martial ethics!

These messages were sent out almost instantaneously, but it was already too late. There was a loud bang and a knife slashed open the back of Big Mouth Liu's neck.

Da Zui Liu instantly felt warm blood flowing down his face, his vision went dark, and his whole body fell forward.

I thought I was dead, but after I calmed down, I realized that the knife had not touched my vitals.

It was blocked by the shovel stuck in the clothes, and there was a crisp sound.

The wooden handle was cut open, but the flesh was only slightly damaged.

Seeing the blood flowing all over his body, Big Mouth Liu was not afraid or panicked, but laughed loudly: "So that's what it meant, the shovel, the bloody disaster, all came true, the master is really a god!"

On the other side of the video, a man with reddish eyes slowly walked over. He was wearing a mask and covering his face tightly.

One hand held a knife, and the other hand held a white object that seemed to be chicken bones.

"Damn it, the flowers I finally planted were dug up by you, a loser!" the man cursed in a hoarse voice.

Big Mouth Liu was still smiling happily, but then he was kicked twice in the stomach.

These two kicks caused him to vomit blood.

He wanted to resist, but he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

This man had been well prepared before arriving, and when Big Mouth was unprepared, he used chicken bones to make a nail trap nearby.

The Yin gates in all directions demand life, and a bundle of souls binds the center.

The chicken bones were nailed in eight directions, making the big mouth look like this.

This is a crazy man with no visible face, long and greasy hair, and red eyes.

He was cursing uncleanly and kept kicking the big-mouthed Li.

"Kneel down! Kneel down! I'll let you die quickly!" the man roared.

At this time, Big Mouth Liu was already bleeding from his mouth and nose, and his whole body was twitching, but he stared at the man in the mask: "My junior brother's family is already in trouble, and you stole his body.

Are you human?"

In the live broadcast room, everyone exclaimed:

"Holy shit, this is a fucking mental illness! Master Tang, please think of a solution!"

"You led Big Mouth Liu here, and now that he's done this, you can't just ignore him."

"Haha, you guys are looking up to him too much, saying that he can pinch and count. If I had known that this person would be like this, it would be better not to find this body."

But Tang Sanmu watched quietly as Big Mouth Liu was punched and kicked, with blood bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Not only did he not react at all, but he lowered his voice and counted something softly.

Some people couldn't help but accuse Tang Sanmu of being cold-blooded and ruthless, while others said that Yuan Shui could not cure him.

"Three, two, one.

It's almost done, you can stop." During the heated argument in the live broadcast room, Tang Sanmu suddenly shouted.

This sound attracted the attention of the assailant, who picked up the mobile phone that had already fallen to the ground: "A group of scum of society, they don't do anything every day, they just watch the fucking live broadcast!

Tang Sanmu? Remember, the death of this boy today will be on your account.

Also, just wash my neck and wait. If he dies today, you will die in a few days!"

But Tang Sanmu said calmly: "I want to thank you for Big Mouth Liu."

The perpetrator was slightly stunned.

"He has acted recklessly and his doom has been determined. If you don't beat him enough today, he will cause even greater disasters in the future.

These seven punches and thirteen kicks of yours have completely transformed him.

You can't hit him anymore, he is a good person, if you hit him again, it will be your karma." Tang Sanmu said with a smile.

The assailant also smiled disdainfully: "Reborn? What the hell are you talking about? I'll make him a new man today!"

"Big mouth Liu Qiyou, can you still stand up?" Tang Sanmu asked.

Although Big Mouth Liu was weak, he still gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yes! Master Tang, if there is anything you can do, help me fuck him!"

But this shouting was rewarded with a severe kick from the assailant.

Tang Sanmu nodded: "If you have the strength, you can pull off his mask while I fuck him later."

Big Mouth Liu opened his mouth but did not respond. Now he has fallen under the perpetrator's spell. Tang Sanmu should know this...

But before he could respond, the assailant laughed loudly: "You want to hit me? Come on, let me see if you can come here on a rocket?!"

Golden Requiem: Master Tang can hit people from a distance? Is it true? I don’t know the identity of the opponent, so I definitely can’t use any victory-weary techniques.

Dark Angel: Is there any hidden skill?

Single for ten years: Just stop bragging if your life is at stake, okay? Even the King of Witchcraft would not dare to say that even if his life was cut off with three fingers.

Tang Sanmu, however, carefully made several gestures with his fingers on the paper figurine he had just made for Big Mouth Liu.

Then he took a breath and stared at the perpetrator on the other side of the screen.

I don't know my face or my identity, it's to protect myself from the police, but also to protect myself from the sorcerers.

The perpetrator shouted with confidence.

Tang Sanmu did not forget that when he bought something at Lingbao Pavilion before, he gave him a gift.

The moment their eyes met, Tang San clenched his sword finger with his wooden hand and growled: "Fuck you in the air!"

Snapped!

As soon as this sound fell, there was a loud sound from the camera, and the cell phone in the assailant's hand was thrown away.

The force of this blow was strong enough, and the attacker spun three times in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was dumbfounded. Even in the era when this technique was popular, they had never heard of anyone being able to do it to this extent!

While the man fell to the ground, Tang San's wooden sword pointed at the paper man a few times: "When pure Yang enters the body, all evil will be destroyed."

As soon as the words fell, the sound of popping and exploding came from all directions.

It's a pity that the camera is now touching the ground and it's completely dark. Otherwise, you might be able to see chicken bones exploding in the distance.

Big Mouth Liu regained his strength instantly, rolled around and picked up the phone, and then pulled off the assailant's mask.

Exclaimed: "Why is it you..."

And that face quickly appeared in Tang Sanmu's eyes. Tang Sanmu said calmly: "There are broken lines on the gate of life, fine marks on the roots of the mountain, and the eyes are crazy. People in prison have a short life."

As soon as the words fell, the entire life of the perpetrator appeared before his eyes.

"Huang Pingping." Tang Sanmu and Big Mouth Liu read out the name at the same time.

Tang Sanmu continued: "He has been frail and sick since he was a child, has a weird personality, and likes to abuse animals.

As an adult, he developed a unique interest in corpses and liked to torture them.

In a single-parent family, your father was an alcoholic all year round. He died in a drinking accident when you were seventeen years old.

Without the restraint of your family, you have become even more aggressive..."

When Tang Sanmu said this, he was slightly stunned and whispered softly: "That's weird..."


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