Loan Wusheng

Chapter 35: Cold-Faced Yama
"Ding Dong."

The knives of the strong men chopped at the burly man, but it was like chopping on a stone. They only left a few red marks on his body, without penetrating into the flesh at all.

"Get out of my way!"

The burly man neighed, his eyes red, and it was obvious that he was bloodthirsty.

Xuanhua swung the axe in a circle, instantly causing the surrounding weapons to break. The police officers felt numb in their palms and even bled.

While the surrounding police officers were retreating, Zheng Jun had already come forward with a knife in hand!

This knife was extremely fierce, cutting off the surrounding cold wind, rushing towards the burly man, splitting the mountains and breaking the seas!

The sword intent of treading on the waves!
"Um?!"

The moment the knife flashed, the burly man felt a chill rising from his spine and a huge sense of crisis came over him.

He swung the Xuanhua axe and had no time to retract it. With a grit of his teeth, the big man threw away the Xuanhua axe and retreated urgently.

But Zheng Jun's ceremonial knife was heading straight for his face, and there was no time to dodge. The big man had no choice but to stretch out his right arm with muscular and bulging veins to block Zheng Jun's knife.

"Pfft!"

The sound of iron cutting and blood splattering rang out at the same time.

The big man's right hand flew up, blood gushed out, and the stench was overwhelming.

"hiss!"

The big man immediately gasped, his eyes red with anger, and then he suddenly exerted force, the blue veins on his arm twisted like a loach, and the blood that was originally gushing out of the severed hand suddenly stopped bleeding: "Zheng Jun! You are so brave, so brave!"

He naturally recognized Zheng Jun.

A month ago, he was quite disdainful when he met Zheng Jun, thinking that it was unreasonable for Mu Feng to think so highly of this person.

It's just a weak black dog. I can kill it with just three punches. Why should I recruit him?
However, he never expected that within just over a month, the situation would be reversed and this man actually cut off his own right hand with a knife!

The big man was so angry that he turned his left hand into a fist and punched Zheng Jun.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun did not hesitate and did not even bother to draw his sword. He directly sheathed his ceremonial sword and fought back with Ma family boxing!
A hand is broken, and the experience pack is here!

It just so happens that the Ma family boxing has not yet been fully repaid. This time, as long as the big man is killed with the Ma family boxing, the Ma family boxing should be fully repaid.

Zheng Jun clenched his five fingers and punched the big man!
Zheng Jun's blood was full of energy, burning like a furnace.

However, the energy and blood of this man with the broken arm were beginning to become weak at this moment.

With his hand broken, blood gushed out, and his qi and blood were unstable. How could they be compared with Zheng Jun's qi and blood?

After this punch, the man with the broken arm felt as if he was an anvil being continuously hit by a hammer, and his bones were even painful from the vibration.

"happy!"

Zheng Jun was extremely pleasantly surprised. It seemed that the man with the broken arm had some kung fu skills. It was really comfortable to fight with him, as if he had encountered a sandbag that could fight back. It was excellent!
With this thought in mind, Zheng Jun fought more and more courageously, throwing punches dozens of times in succession. Not only did his momentum not weaken at all, but it became even more ferocious.

Gradually, the man with the broken arm could no longer bear it and could no longer fight against Zheng Jun. Instead, he became a sandbag and was beaten by Zheng Jun.

hateful.

The man with the broken hand felt his heart sink. He was feeling dizzy from the beating and knew that if he continued like this, he would probably die here.

Therefore, the crisis of survival prompted the man with the broken hand to shout: "Zheng Bantou, please spare my life, Zheng Bantou, please spare my life! I have thirty taels of silver here, I hope Bantou will spare my life, I..."

"is it?"

Zheng Jun's punch gradually weakened, and after seeing this scene, the hand-broken man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and immediately made a gesture of reaching into his pocket: "That's right, I have fifty taels of silver notes here, thirty taels are for Zheng Bantou, and the remaining twenty taels are for the other brothers to drink..."

But before he could finish his words, he saw Zheng Jun, who had already put his hand down, suddenly stood up, and his tall body brought up a fierce gust of wind, and rushed towards him like a huge wave!
This punch came with extreme ferocity, accompanied by a whistling sound, like a ferocious tiger. With such strong murderous intent, it seemed as if even a piece of iron would be dented by this punch!
The man with the broken hand was shocked: "What are you doing?!" But there was no answer, and Zheng Jun's fist had already hit him.

This punch went straight through the chest of the man with the broken hand, just like puncturing an empty balloon.

"Even if I kill you, the money is still mine."

Looking at the man with the broken hand in front of him, Zheng Jun said coldly: "You killed two of my brothers and injured four. How can I let you go?"

After hearing Zheng Jun’s last words, the man with the broken arm fell down helplessly.

Zheng Jun was already covered in blood.

Zheng Jun's whole body was splashed with the hot blood of the man with the broken hand. The police officers around him were moved and frightened after hearing what Zheng Jun said.

After all, looking at Zheng Jun’s current condition, no one would doubt that he was a demon running down from the Black Mountain.

Zheng Jun looked around coldly, and saw that the Qingshui Gang members who had originally surrendered were taking advantage of the chaos to resist and try to escape. In addition, there were gang members who kept climbing over the wall. His eyes suddenly became fierce.

"Kneel down to avoid death, or I will kill you on the spot!"

Accompanied by a cold and stern shout, Zheng Jun strode forward, walked with the wind, clenched his five fingers, and punched forward!
A member of the Qingshui Gang who was trying to escape was hit by Zheng Jun and flew off the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth and nose. He hit the courtyard wall and was probably dead.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Jun pounced into the Qingshui Gang like a tiger, charging forward recklessly and invincibly. In the blink of an eye, several gang members were blown away by Zheng Jun, with broken ribs, and beaten to death here.

There were even many people who died under Zheng Jun's fist without even having the chance to scream.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Seeing such a ferocious King of Hell, the fleeing gang members knelt down one after another, trembling with fear, not daring to move, and no longer having any plans to flee.

The jailers around were staring at this scene in amazement.

Zhou Pu was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.

He knew that his brother-in-law was known as a "cruel" person in the government.

But I have never seen it with my own eyes, so I don’t feel anything.

After seeing it today, I finally know what true coldness and cruelty are!

Really, he is the cold-faced devil.

After Zheng Jun had fought for a while, he calmed down, stood aside and said no more.

But the chill and the smell of blood all over my body could not be eliminated.

Killing some ordinary gang members who have learned some rudimentary martial arts is nothing.

Only after the final punch that killed the burly man did Zheng Jun gain some vague understanding.

Zheng Jun closed his eyes slightly, and a line of small ink characters immediately appeared in front of him.

[Fist against fist, a tiger among sheep. Ma Family Fist repayment progress +503, current repayment progress: 4005/5000. ]

Seeing this scene, Zheng Jun felt a little regretful.

'It seems that this is not a life-and-death struggle.'

Zheng Jun thought in his heart.

Yes, if this is considered a life-and-death fight, then this life-and-death fight is too meaningless.

(End of this chapter)