Deification from Wuhun

Chapter 233 Zhou Tian's Killing Intent

The sky was gray and Zhou Tian was moving fast in the depths of the street.

Stepping on the breeze under the feet, the figure is light, flying over the eaves and walls.

Except for the sound of the breeze, Zhou Tian didn't make much movement.

But if one could observe Zhou Tian, ​​one would notice a slightly odd gait and movement.

As Zhou Tian moved, the surroundings gradually became dilapidated, and the number of people living there gradually decreased.

Until a dilapidated and abandoned area.

Zhou Tian walked lightly, hid on the eaves of a house, and looked into the distance with his head.

A city wall collapsed, leaving only two houses in the courtyard.

On the bluestone floor, there were three people standing there, and a short figure was hanging behind them.

Judging from the impression, it is Ergou.

Zhou Tian didn't act rashly, but instead observed the surrounding area.

Although there were three people at the time, it does not mean that there were only three traffickers.

In case the other party came to a double ambush, wouldn't it be a self-inflicted trap.

Zhou Tian observed the surroundings carefully, moving secretly, at least to check around here.

On the bluestone floor, a short and strong old man, holding a machete in his hand, shouted angrily at the strong man in front of him.

"You idiot, you are so serious, if that kid is crippled! The boss must have skinned you."

The strong man had two scars interlaced on his face, and he looked very fierce, but facing the old man's scolding, he had no thought of refuting.

"I didn't expect that, that brat, you block my palm strike with your legs!" the strong man couldn't help but replied.

"What can your pig brain think of? That kid has thin skin and tender flesh. He is more handsome than the young master, but he is a beggar. It is impossible for him to know martial arts."

The old man with a short stature, who looked like a short winter melon, couldn't help roaring.

"Fortunately, the leg was hit, otherwise, if you use the internal force of your palm, you might kill that kid, and the gang leader will definitely peel your skin."

"Then... what should we do now?" The brawny man was also a little panicked.

Thinking about the abnormality of their leader, the strong man felt shuddering.

"What should I do?" The short melon old man stared at those small eyes.

If it wasn't for the fact that things went wrong and he didn't feel well, he wouldn't want to deal with this reckless man.

That kid is very strange!
Obviously he was born as a poor peasant, his parents died, and he wandered directly.

But he looks like a son-in-law.

The old man has lived for more than 50 years, and he has seen scenes before. None of the young heroes he saw back then were as good-looking as this little ghost.

For this reason, they checked for a long time before they determined that this brat had no background at all.

So when catching, be careful and careful, lest you hurt him.

The result is this idiot.

The short melon old man couldn't help but glared at the strong man again.

"You can only pray that the kid is not seriously injured. If he dies from serious injuries, you can be buried with him!" said the short melon old man.

"Then why don't we look for it now? Just wait here." The strong man panicked.

"The group of beggars are best at finding people and Tibetans. With the three of us, it will take years and months to find them." The short melon old man said, "It's better to wait here."

Having said that, the short winter melon old man turned his head to look at Ergou who was hung up.

The mouth is quite hard at a young age.

The short winter melon old man was upset, so he took the next one, a special thin whip soaked in salt water.

It is about one meter long, the thickness of a finger, and has woven slits on it.

It can be immersed in salt water, and a layer of flesh can be scraped off when whipped.

Walking in front of Ergou, the short winter melon old man looked at the bloody kid and punched him in the stomach.

"what!"

Er Gou let out a scream and opened his blurred eyes.

"Little devil, tell you where you are hiding, and I can give you a good time, so you don't have to continue to suffer from flesh and blood." The short winter melon old man grabbed Ergou's hair and pulled it back, and said coldly.

The pain had already made Ergou unconscious, and his mouth was slightly open with a hoarse voice.

The short melon old man frowned, his voice was too small to be heard clearly.

When he got closer, the short winter melon old man heard a vague sound.

"Ah Feng...don't come!"

"Hmph!" The short winter melon old man snorted coldly and flicked his hand casually.

Er Gou turned his head around, and lowered his head as if he had no focus.

The short winter melon old man held a thin whip in his hand, looked at Ergou coldly, raised his hand and was about to whip it off, when the sound came.

"stop!"

A childish roar sounded from behind, and the short old melon man smiled, and when he turned around, he saw the young man in the distance.

He was dressed in rags, with two boards tied to his left foot, dirt and dust on his face, and messy things in his hair.

It completely covered up the boy's appearance, but those eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Hahahaha, brat, you finally appeared." The short melon old man said with a big laugh.

While speaking, he walked forward slowly, trying not to irritate the kid.

The short melon old man glanced at both sides, gave those two guys a look, and then locked his eyes on Zhou Tian.

"Behind this house is a group of houses. If he hides in, he may run away. I have to find a way to get closer." The short melon old man thought in his heart.

"Let him go." Zhou Tian looked at the short winter melon old man who was slowly approaching, with a murderous look in his eyes.

He had already seen Ergou's appearance, and the other party was in trouble just to save him.

Now that he has become like this, Zhou Tian's heart is naturally full of anger.

Even so, the calmness that should exist is still there.

If you lose your composure, not only will you not be able to take revenge, but you may even fall here.

After all, Zhou Tian now has too little power.

Time is still too short!

"Let go? Brat, you are negotiating terms with me." The short melon old man said with a sneer.

Zhou Tian's face was frosty, without any nonsense, he took three steps back, then stood where he was, looking coldly at the short winter melon old man.

This appearance made the old man frowned, and couldn't help cursing in his heart: "Why is this brat so calm?"

"It's okay to put it down, but..." the short winter melon old man's tone was soft.

Hearing this tone, Zhou Tian didn't even give the old man a chance to finish his sentence, so he took a half step back and said forcefully, "Do as I say!"

Negotiation is like this, if you have leverage, you can be tough.

If you act like you don't care about the other party's bargaining chips, if you let the other party believe it, you can make progress!

The short melon old man was furious, this damn brat.

This brat can come because he must care about the guy behind him, but if he is so calm, how much does he care?

"Say it!" The short melon old man didn't dare to bet.

Anyway, the kid who was beaten all over his body couldn't escape.

"Let him go, these two people took out all the money on his body and put it in his clothes, and then stood there for me at a distance." Zhou Tian pointed to Ergou, then to the left side .

"Okay, you two do it!" The short melon old man waved his hand.

The strong man and the other guy frowned slightly, that was their money.

But they can only do what the old man says.

Zhou Tian watched the movements of those two people, deliberately distracting his attention.

Seeing this scene, the short melon old man's eyes lit up, and he slowly approached.

　I just finished writing two pieces, and I will send them out around 09:30 after writing.

　　The time is a bit urgent, I haven't checked the typos for the second time, and I will modify it tomorrow, sorry!

　　
　
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