The old man who was threatened was kicked by the fat boss of the carriage shop, and two big mouthfuls of blood poured out from his mouth.
Looking at the miserable appearance of the old man, Zheng Chen couldn't help but frown. Although he was not the kind of person who hated evil, he also knew that there were too many injustices in the world, but it was fine that he had not encountered them. Now that it was happening in front of his eyes, he still couldn't bear it.
This young man with some passion and sense of justice can't stand it.
Moreover, although the fat boss seemed to be bloated, he struck very hard. When he struck, there seemed to be some spiritual fluctuations, and he obviously had some cultivation.
Hearing the guests' urging, the fat boss first bowed his hands to the monks and said: "Just wait a moment, I'll be ready soon."
Then, the fat boss asked the old man viciously: "Are you going to do it or not?"
The old man kept coughing, and his withered face turned pale again. He seemed to be thinking for a moment and begged: "Uncle Qian, please show your respect. If this little old man goes here, he will definitely die on the way..."
Listening to the old man's explanation, the fat boss's face became increasingly ugly, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He smiled ferociously, grabbed the old man by the collar and pulled him up like a chicken, and said: "Last time you treated a disease, you
The money Jia Ling'er borrowed from me is already overdue. You can't come up with the money, and you're still unwilling to work to pay off the debt. Do you think I can't do anything to you?"
The old man looked miserable and replied in a weak voice: "We have paid back the principal a long time ago, but your interest is higher than the principal. I really can't come up with so much money recently. Please ask Uncle Qian for mercy."
How many days."
The fat boss smiled and said: "When your Ling'er came to borrow money, I made it clear about the interest rate. No matter where this matter was mentioned, I would take it for granted. After all, it is a matter of course to pay back debts.
, do you think that if you hide Ling'er in the Wang family, I can't do anything to you? The Wang family can save Ling'er, but they can't save your old life!"
Zheng Chen also knew that the Wang family that the fat boss was talking about was considered a prominent family in Wangxia Town. After all, the Wang family had a Nascent Soul Stage master in the Luoxia Sect, and no one would dare to provoke them at will. However, the Wang family has always been very kind.
He never bullies others, is considered low-key, and has a high reputation in Wangxia Town.
After the fat boss finished speaking, he waved to two big men with wooden sticks and said calmly: "Beat him to death with random sticks!"
Judging from the clothes and imposing manner of the two men, they should be the domestic slaves of the owner of the carriage shop. They were tall and round-waisted, and looked fierce. When they came closer, they picked up the wooden sticks in their hands and hit the old man.
If the wooden sticks in the hands of the two big men were too strong, the old man would probably be unable to support the two sticks and would die.
After listening to their conversation, Zheng Chen understood the whole story. Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he couldn't bear to see the old man being beaten to death with a stick. He tapped the ground with his toes and his body was shot out like an arrow.
The wooden sticks of the two big men were about to hit the old man, but a strong gust of wind came and the wooden sticks suddenly sank.
"That's enough, it's not good to cause death!" Zheng Chen held the two wooden sticks tightly in his hands and said with a frown. The reason why he wanted to come forward was that Zheng Chen also thought that his status as a disciple of the Luoxia Sect might be able to make the fat boss
Have some scruples.
The murder weapon in the hands of the two big men was held by someone, and their faces turned red immediately. They exerted force at the same time, trying to break free of the wooden stick, but no matter how hard they tried, the wooden stick seemed to be trapped by a huge force.
Generally, it is difficult to shake even a little bit.
The two big men also had a lot of experience. When they saw the frowning look of a young man in green shirt, they immediately understood that the young man blocking their attack in front of them, although he seemed to be thin, was definitely a man of considerable strength, and
They also recognized the Luoxiamen badge on the young man's chest.
When the fat boss saw this, his face suddenly condensed. He glanced at the badges on Zheng Chen and Zheng Chen's chests, and said calmly: "May I ask which senior you learned from in Luoxia Clan, little brother?"
Zheng Chen did not answer this question, but just said: "You have to be merciful and merciful, but you can't do anything too extreme."
The fat boss seemed to be very dissatisfied with Zheng Chen's answer, but he also had some scruples about Zheng Chen's identity, but he insisted: "This is a secular matter, and it is a private matter of my money and horse carriage shop. Little brother, it is better not to get involved.
Good, so as not to cause trouble."
Zheng Chen was startled when he heard this. Originally, he wanted to suppress the fat boss as a disciple of the Luoxia Clan, but he never expected that the other party would threaten him in turn.
The fat boss had already made a plan in his mind, and thought to himself: "This guy is young, and his cultivation level must not be high. He came down from the Luoxia Sect, and he is not accompanied by the masters of the Luoxia Sect. He must not be an expert."
Disciple, in this case, I must not let this boy weaken my reputation as Qian Ji today!"
"You commit murder in broad daylight, aren't you afraid that the government will come to investigate?" Zheng Chen asked logically, but he didn't mean to show weakness at all.
"Government? Haha, little brother is really good at joking. Who doesn't know within a thousand miles that Wangxia Town is not under the jurisdiction of the Nanlu Empire, and no government can control it. Moreover, if you owe money to pay back debts, you have to take money if you can't pay back the money.
It is a common practice in the world to pay for your life. Little brother, I advise you to stop. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, I'm afraid it will bring trouble to you and your master." The fat boss said with a sneer, and at the same time in his heart
Thinking about it, this kid didn't even dare to tell his master's name, because he was not a strong man, and this kid probably came down the mountain secretly, so he might not dare to cause trouble.
Zheng Chen couldn't help but feel a little angry, but then he thought that the fat boss might have someone to rely on in Luoxiamen. Thinking of his current embarrassing situation in Luoxiamen, his brows furrowed again.
But he couldn't ignore the fact that the old man was beaten to death with a stick, and since he had chosen to stand up, how could he back down halfway? After pondering for a moment, Zheng Chen said resolutely: "Let's just let this matter go.
Isn’t it great that the boss has done something good?”
But the fat boss snorted coldly and said to the two big men: "Why are you still standing there, take action!"
After the shouting ended, the fat boss actually took action himself. His bloated body suddenly released an aura that was not weaker than during the acupuncture period. A fat palm turned into an iron fist and smashed towards Zheng Chen with great violence.
Zheng Chen's heart trembled, he immediately let go of the two wooden sticks, turned his palms into fists, and struck a blow with the fat boss.
After a loud "bang", Zheng Chen took two steps back, but the fat boss did not move at all.
After a hard fight, Zheng Chen actually suffered a loss.
The fat boss was also relieved, secretly thinking that the opponent's strength was indeed not strong, but he ignored it that his own attack was too sudden and took advantage of a sneak attack.
Zheng Chen was startled for a moment, but then came back to his senses. From the punch exchange, he could see that the fat boss was only in the middle of acupuncture, and his strength was not as good as his own.
After Zheng Chen was knocked back, the two big men picked up their wooden sticks and rushed over.
With a cold smile on his lips, Zheng Chen moved his body again, but in the blink of an eye, he held the two wooden sticks again and kicked him. After a big man groaned, he was kicked away.
No less than five meters away.
Naturally, Zheng Chen would not stop. After the big man was kicked away, the wooden stick in his hand naturally became Zheng Chen's weapon. Zheng Chen swung it and swept it towards the legs of another big man.
The big man also reacted quickly. He immediately let go and retreated, trying to dodge the flying stick, but Zheng Chen didn't give him much chance. Although the flying stick didn't hit the target, the other wooden stick that was taken away did.
It was Zheng Chen who punched him straight out and hit the big man on the chest so hard that the big man felt a tightness in his chest, spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell down.
The fight with the two big men could be said to be completed in a flash of lightning. Although Zheng Chen did not have much fighting experience, it would not be any difficult to deal with the two big men who were not even at the middle level of Najing.
The process was smooth and smooth, somewhat like a secular martial arts master. After all, he did not use the overbearing fire-attributed skills in his body.
After injuring the two big men, a strong gust of wind came from the side again. Zheng Chen didn't even think about it. Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power in the strong wind, he immediately lowered his body, took a few steps back, and hid.
When he looked at the fat boss again, his whole body's aura had surged, and his strength in the middle stage of acupuncture was undoubtedly revealed. His body was filled with light golden spiritual power, which was a metallic energy that was somewhat more domineering than the fire attribute.
For monks who have not yet reached the spirit-gathering stage, their spiritual thoughts are released to form spiritual consciousness. If others do not release their momentum, they cannot figure out the other party's strength. Therefore, Zheng Chen and the fat boss did not know each other's details before.
Seeing that his opponent had already shown his strength, Zheng Chen's eyes showed a solemn look, but he showed no signs of weakness. His bright eyes narrowed slightly, and his momentum instantly increased, reaching the peak of the late stage of acupoint charging. His whole body was also shining with fire, and the temperature around him seemed to rise with it.
high.
"At such an age, you have already achieved the late stage cultivation of acupuncture points. The Luoxia Sect is indeed a great sect that has been passed down for many years!" One of the several monks waiting aside praised. Several of them are casual cultivators with the highest cultivation levels.
The person is only at the peak of the late stage of acupuncture, but he has some eyesight. Of course, if he is a monk in the spirit gathering stage, he will not use the carriage to travel.
However, it is actually difficult for ordinary monks in the Soul Gathering Stage to fly with their swords for too long, which consumes a lot of money.
"Is it the late stage of acupuncture? Humph!"
The fat boss was slightly surprised, but he didn't stop there. He patted his waist lightly, and a golden light flew out of the storage bag. The golden light rose in the wind and turned into a golden sword in an instant.
"Second level spiritual sword!"
Several monks next to him were stunned for a while. It was surprising to see that the bloated and fat boss was a monk in the middle stage of acupuncture. They never expected that he actually had a second-level magic weapon.
Zheng Chen frowned again, but he also patted his storage bag, and a ray of fire flew out, and turned into a long sword filled with fire.
However, the long sword shining with fire was much weaker.
"First-order spiritual sword." The monk next to him gave the appraisal result again.
A monk in the middle stage of acupuncture is holding a second-order spiritual sword. Facing a monk in the late stage of acupuncture holding a first-order spirit sword, he has a slight chance of winning.
However, Zheng Chen knew that the monks in the middle stage of acupuncture had not fully opened up the muscles and meridians that are responsible for the operation of the technique, and their skills could not circulate smoothly. It was difficult to support a few moves in front of the monks in the late stage of acupuncture. Even if the magic weapon was of a higher grade, it seemed
It is difficult to bridge the gap between the two.
"It's better to give up. The sword has no eyes and it won't hurt anyone." Zheng Chen said calmly.
"Huh! I only know now that I'm afraid it's too late!"
The fat boss had no intention of stopping just yet. The expression on his face was slightly ferocious, and the second-level spiritual sword in his hand shone with golden light. With the fat boss pouring all his spiritual power into it, it was like a golden rainbow, powerful wind.