C602 He's an Old Man Who Ran away
C602 He's an Old Man Who Ran away
The one-eyed old man was stunned. "No, you're talking to my daughter. Of course I can explain it to her."
" My daughter, my sister! You said she's your daughter, do you have any evidence? Where's your guide? "
The old man was stunned again." This old man has been wandering around all year round. The guide has long been lost, but we are indeed father and daughter. Do you think my daughter looks like me? "
"Like you? Do you think I'm blind!? Who knows what kind of relationship you two have if you don't have a way? Perhaps this woman was kidnapped by you. Maybe you two are father and daughter, but who knows if you two are singing during the day. What if you do that shady business at night? Hmph, my dad received a series of reports. They said that children were often stolen during this period of time. Speak! Did the two of you do it?"
That one-eyed old man was given a fright and fell to his knees with a plop. He kept shouting that he was wronged.
"Hehe, it's not up to you to decide whether you are wronged or not. It's up to me. What do you think, old man? You want your daughter to sing a song with Young Master Qin in his room? Or do you want her to sing a song in his room? Do you want to follow me to the yamen? Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. Where's my dad? It's the government office in the Imperial City. The person who asked you to sing a song has an even greater background. It's fine if you don't want to say it. I'll scare you to death if I say it. Those who are tactful and don't want to be jailed, obediently follow him and sing. Otherwise... Hmph hmph!"
The singing girl was already so scared that she started crying. Her one-eyed father kept kowtowing and begging on the ground.
The short and fat man was getting impatient. He went up and kicked the old man, causing him to fall to the ground. Then he grabbed the girl's hand and was about to drag her away. With a howl, the Deadbeat pounced on him.
Born in the Paleo-martial World, even those who did not know martial arts would have a very good body. Therefore, they had never heard of a dog that dared to bite someone here.
Although the short and fat man's skills were not weak, after learning the demonic technique taught by Yang Hsingchen, the strength of the dog had increased greatly. Adding the fact that the Deadbeat suddenly attacked, the short and fat man did not pay any attention to it and was immediately thrown to the ground by the Deadbeat.
The furious Deadbeat opened its mouth wide and fiercely bit half of the short and fat man's face. The short and fat man let out a miserable cry as he bit down. Half of the flesh on his face had already been torn off. The pain caused his body to tremble, and he almost lost his breath. Blood spurted out from his face with a swoosh.
"Evil dog, you're courting death! Other than that woman, save that damn old man and that evil dog for me!" That horse-faced man roared angrily. His dozen or so servants immediately pulled out their blades and rushed over while howling.
When the Deadbeat saw that there were so many people, it was so frightened that it barked. It threw away the father and daughter duo who were singing and ran away without any backbone.
"Damn, this guy, don't say that he's my dog, it's too embarrassing!" Yang Hsingchen shook his head.
"Let's go, if you don't follow our young master, I'll chop you up!" One of the two servants pulled the woman who was singing towards the horse-faced man.
"Daddy, daddy, save me!" The woman struggled as she cried.
"Hey, what kind of world is this? What a sin! King, come out and take a look. Do you want the people to live or not?" An old man who was hiding in the distance kept shaking his head and calling out in a low voice.
"Damn it, this woman is not my family. If she is my sister or my wife... I will definitely fight them to the death! Why do I still want to live?! " A young man said fiercely, but his legs were slightly trembling.
"Help! We're on the street, trying to kill someone! Help!" The one-eyed father of the singing girl, who only knew how to pull an erhu, saw the person holding a large knife and rushed over. He was so scared that he lay on the ground and kept trembling. Other than instinctively shouting, he also didn't have any other abilities.
"I told you to scream!" A servant raised a large blade in his hand and fiercely chopped down.
"Oh my god!" The crowd watching from afar was so frightened that they screamed. Some of the timid ones even closed their eyes.
It was not the first time that the tall and strong slave had killed people. There were two times when he had even directly killed people. Because of his powerful backer, he was completely fine.
There was once a victim who did not know what to do and wanted to ask him for some gold coins as compensation. But in the end, in the middle of the night, he had his people crack open. The magistrate simply closed the case on the pretext of bandits. Thus, this fellow became more and more daring.
Furthermore, it was Young Master Qin himself who gave the order. There was nothing for him to be afraid of.
Whoosh! The large saber whistled down with a terrifying wind sound, flashing with a cold light that caused one's heart to tremble. The servant had even imagined the next scene, which would be the old man's neck leaving his home. The blood on his neck would shoot up high. That feeling was super awesome!
Eh? Something was not right! Why can't I cut it down?
The servant was stunned. He took a closer look and saw a handsome man standing in front of him. The man was tightly holding onto the large knife that he had cut down. He was looking at him with a sneer on his face.
The servant was furious, "Damn it, who are you? You are in charge of our Young Master Qin's matter. Kid, don't think that you can show off just because you know some qigong. I will let you see how this qigong is broken!"
After saying that, the servant used all his strength to draw the huge blade in Yang Hsingchen's palm. His idea was right. One should know that qigong wasn't afraid of you cutting him down. He was just afraid that you would slowly cut him. Because qigong trained in one breath, just like a rubber ball. You can't break it with a stick, but you can use a knife to cut it. It would be strange if it didn't leak.
Of course, Yang Hsingchen also understood what this slave meant. He simply let go of the knife, opened his hand, and let the slave draw on his hand.
"Hahaha, the heavens are too small. Are you playing a game of saw wood with this fellow? You, Master Loong, are also participating in this, okay?" old ruffian, who was standing beside them, walked over while laughing.
"Wow, this young master is really good at martial arts. How can he not be afraid of a machete? He's not afraid of a machete. He should be a hero, right? This is great. The father and daughter, who have been suffering, are finally saved. " A man who was watching the show from afar said excitedly.
"Bodhisattva Wuguan of the South, protect the father and daughter from this calamity and protect the hero from leaving safely!" An aunty put her palms together and kept praying.
In the field, the servant finally realized that this adonis' palm was not afraid of chopping or cutting.
Fine, your palm is so powerful, but what about your head?
Therefore, the servant did not say anything. With a swoosh, he raised the broadsword high up and swung it at Yang Hsingchen's head.
"Ah!" The people who were watching from afar screamed again.
"F * ck you! Yours Truly isn't playing with you anymore!" After saying that, Yang Hsingchen sent that servant flying more than ten meters away with a kick. Blood splattered all over the place. By the time he fell down, he was already dead.
"Ah? You dare to kill my men?! Men, cut them down! " The horse-faced man roared in exasperation.