There were three other people behind the man with a thick head.
Several people are very skilled.
They all looked at the big man's body with an expression of disbelief.
This is the first person to die tonight.
The person who was alive a moment ago is now dead. The four people including the man with a thick head cannot accept it no matter what.
After taking two steps forward, the man with the ponytail muttered, "Third brother."
Then, he raised his head and met Chang Kun's war-filled eyes. The tall man's eyes gradually became ferocious.
"Kill Third Brother, you deserve to die!"
"Avenge third brother!"
The Ma Gan man shouted loudly and charged towards Chang Kun. The three people behind him also roared in pain and followed him to kill him.
This is another rule that restricts people in the world.
Hatred.
Apart from face, hatred is what causes the most fights.
The martial arts fight between the Han Dynasty and Chang Kun was originally fair and just.
But after he died, if his brothers did not take revenge, they would be looked down upon by their fellow martial artists, and they would not be able to hang out in the martial arts world in the future.
To sum it up, feelings do exist and impulses are real.
But after all, it is still for the sake of face.
They can also come up with all kinds of weird excuses to convince themselves and others that this is not a fair fight at all.
The Han Dynasty had obviously lost, so why did Chang Kun kill him?
If Chang Kun was killed by an axe, no one would think it happened.
There are smart people in the field.
For example, Xiao Han can see clearly.
Chang Kun is not to blame for this matter, but their purpose today is to see the saint. If they prevent the four brothers from taking revenge, they will cause trouble for themselves.
Why bother?
He just frowned and didn't stop him.
He and everyone else acquiesced and allowed the four brothers to avenge the dead man.
There was a touch of sarcasm on Chang Kun's lips. He could finally understand the old woman's mood. Just die.
Fuck it!
Chang Kun roared loudly, holding half a spear in each hand, and charged towards the four people to kill them.
Opposite me, the man with a thick stick and a black-faced man are both first-rate masters, and the remaining two are also top second-rate masters.
The man with the hemp pole and others immediately surrounded him, with knives, hooks, and nine-section whips. The man with the hemp pole held a long sword and kept hitting locust stones with his other hand.
Chang Kun was brave and determined to die.
But there are many people on the other side.
After all, he was no match for four hands with two fists.
The two sides met each other.
Chang Kun was at a disadvantage. Just after one round, Chang Kun was whipped to the waist by the nine-section whip.
He was beaten until his skin was torn and his flesh was dripping with blood.
Just when Chang Kun let out a scream, the man with a stubble hit him in the face with a locust stone.
puff!
His face immediately turned bloody.
Bang!
Another kick.
The knife-wielding man behind him kicked him on the back, causing Chang Kun's body to flutter forward and almost fall over.
He almost instinctively hit the ground with two short spears to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
However, such struggle is meaningless.
It's just to let yourself die with more dignity.
Seeing that the victory or defeat is decided.
The man holding a double hook walked closer, put the hook on his ankle, and swiped hard.
Chang Kun immediately let out a scream.
With a plop, his knees fell to the ground, and his ankles were already stained red with blood.
The tall man snorted, "Don't kill him in a hurry, leave him here and torture him slowly."
Others nodded.
Killing him will not release everyone's hatred.
You have to torture him little by little to get more pleasure from revenge. When you tell him, it will not only make the reputation of the brothers louder.
It also gives you more face, so why not?
The man holding the hook slashed Chang Kun's other ankle with the long hook, and Chang Kun fell to his knees completely.
Then, another foot was stepped on on the back, and the man with a weak body said: "This is the price you pay for killing my third brother."
"I will make it impossible for you to live or die!"
"Take your time, start with your fingers, and chop them off one by one."
The man holding the hook laughed and said, "No problem."
Then, he put the hook on Chang Kun's hand and said, "Why do you have to work so hard? If you kowtow and beg for mercy, I will reward you as soon as I am in a good mood, isn't it good?"
Chang Kun's throat was full of blood, and he cursed vaguely: "Get out!"
The man holding the hook sneered, "You cheap bones."
With that said, he started to take action.
At this time, Xiao Han suddenly spoke, "My dear friends, listen to the next sentence. Although this person deserves to die, if the saint is allowed to leave today."
"I'll be wasting my time waiting. It's better to get things done quickly."
Xiao Han and others could no longer stand it.
You can take revenge.
There is no need to torture people.
Who has time to watch you torture people?
If you chop off one finger at a time, you can pull him down.
No one wants to spend time with you.
Hearing this, the Ma Gan man muttered, "Okay, I'll give the young master some face, which will give him an advantage. Let's do it, Sixth Brother!"
The man known as Lao Liu nodded and was about to end Chang Kun's life, but stopped and asked:
"Young Master, can we four brothers be the vanguard later?"
A hint of impatience flashed in Xiao Han's eyes, and he nodded: "That's how it should be."
Lao Liu nodded, swung his hand with the hook, and tried to take Chang Kun's life again, but at this moment, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the courtyard,
"Huang Nu, can you defeat these four people?"
Everyone in the venue was stunned and turned to look over.
I saw that the door of the courtyard opened at some point, and a man with stunning appearance walked out of the courtyard?
Behind him was a swordsman with a cold face.
It is Taohua and Huangnu.
After Huang Nu walked out of the door, he looked at Chang Kun who was covered in blood, shook his head and said, "I can't beat him."
"I can't beat him either." Taohua paused and then said, "If Chang Kun dies, do you think the employer will blame us?"
"The employer never said he couldn't die."
Huang Nu said calmly.
"It makes sense." Taohua nodded and shouted, "Hey! Those four idiots over there, please be more agile with your actions. We have a lot of people to kill tonight."
Both Lao Liu and the Ma Gan man looked astonished.
They haven't seen this before.
There are people behind Chang Kun. Are they not in the same group?
The tall man narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "These two are difficult to deal with, so be careful."
Then, he glanced sideways at Chang Kun and said, "Don't kill this man yet, he will be useful later."
Lao Liu snorted and kicked Chang Kun out.
After putting away the hook, the four people surrounded Taohua and Huang Nu. Under the moonlight, the four people's steps were silent.
Taohua's eyes narrowed, sniffing the murderous aura in the moonlight.
The situation on the field changed again. What started as a one-on-one fight gradually turned into a group fight.
The crowds of people who were watching were clenching their weapons, and the situation was likely to change suddenly.
Once it turns into a group fight, who can fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits will all depend on God's will.
The murderous intention was imminent. Huangnu snorted and was the first to draw his sword.
