As the name suggests, roll the flesh and blood on the blade!
This is a form of the old society in which the weak in status and power challenged the strong in the three religions and nine schools.
Chopping with knives and axes, beating with sap.
As long as the challenger frowns, his reputation will be ruined and he will no longer have any foothold in the world.
Today, Jinmen and the Zhong family join forces to challenge the Ma family.
After going through this journey, from now on, the Zhong family and Jinmen will have nothing to do with the Ma family.
The next time we meet, we will meet as enemies. We will kill whatever needs to be killed and cut into pieces if we need to. There will be no room for mercy or discussion.
But if the two people can't walk across, or cry for mercy on the way, then the Zhong family and Jinmen will be discredited in front of the Ma family in the future, and they will never be able to hold their heads up.
This is a contest of power. Two people win, and three pillars stand against each other to compete in Jinling.
If the two lose, Jinling will dominate the Ma family, and the Jinmen and Zhong families will become history and disappear completely in Jinling.
"boom!"
Another stick hit Zhong Boyong's calf.
Cold sweat broke out on Zhong Boyong's forehead, but he smiled calmly and said: "It seems that these people have been chasing for a whole day, and they haven't eaten yet, and they don't have any strength in their hands."
"puff!"
Just as he passed by, someone suddenly pulled out a long knife and struck Kong Zhuyin hard on the back.
The white silk Tang suit was torn open.
The hideous flesh was exposed, and blood flowed from the wounds!
"Old Kong, didn't you brag just now, saying that you have become so strong these days that you can kill a cow with one punch?"
Zhong Boyong firmly held Kong Zhuyin's arm to prevent him from falling: "Why do you look a little weak? Is it because I have paid tribute to you too often recently? I heard that just beautiful women have to pay tribute to you several times a day.
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Kong Zhuyin's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and smiled: "That's natural. Do you think everyone is like you, guarding hundreds of millions of family assets, but working as a living monk in that shabby place? What's the point..."
The two people kept talking and teasing each other without stopping.
They were distracting each other so that their nerves and attention would not be too focused on the severe pain caused by the next knife, and then they could not hold on and fell in the middle.
"puff!"
Another knife hit Kong Zhuyin's left shoulder.
In an instant, the skin was torn apart, and even the blood spattered out, spraying Zhong Boyong's face.
"suddenly!"
Another knife struck directly at Kong Zhuyin's face!
Kong Zhuyin suddenly raised his head and glanced at the man.
Just this one look!
The man's arm waving the knife suddenly stopped in mid-air. He seemed to be stupid, staring blankly at Kong Zhuyin, his eyes sweeping over his face.
For some reason, he suddenly felt extremely frightened... as if he had just been stared at by a brutal beast...
"dad……"
Zhong Waner followed behind, protected by the Ma family's bodyguards.
She looked at the front, the two Zhong Boyong, whose steps became more and more staggering, their figures became more and more stooped, and their walking steps became weaker and weaker. Tears flowed from the corners of their eyes as if their threads had been broken.
An old man who was nearly eighty years old and an old man who was nearly sixty years old were just walking in the crowd... punching, kicking, chopping with knives and axes, and some people even kept spitting on them.
Pain, shame...
Zhong Waner clenched her fists and wiped away her tears.
She fought her way through the crowd, ran to the front, squeezed in between two people, one on the left and one on the right, and held the hands of the two old people.
"Grandpa Kong, Dad."
"There's still the last stretch of the road left, I'll take you out."
Zhong Waner spoke softly and held the two of them tightly to prevent them from falling down at this time.
The blood was dripping with blood, and there was no blood on his face!
Kong Zhuyin's eyes were even more distracted, his neat and tidy back, and his hair was messy...
The whole person is shaky, and the wind is blowing, as if he will fall down in the next second.
"Whoosh!"
One person raised the fire ax high and struck Zhong Waner's face hard, hitting it hard!
"Women, please stop moving!"
Ma Tianming's voice suddenly came from a distance: "Don't touch women. Anyone who dares to touch a woman will have his hands chopped off and thrown into the river to feed the fish!"
The swing of the ax in mid-air stopped abruptly.
Ma Tianming did not look at the scene in the crowd anymore. He tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and loosened it.
He didn't know why, but an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
No matter whether Lu Fan can catch Ouyang Honghai or not, he will be killed.
