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"Sir, I beg you to kill him!"

The young man's mother walked past her husband, came to Zhang Wuyou's side, and then knelt down directly.

"Auntie, get up, uncle will definitely help you!" Nishang also came over at this time.

Zhang Wuyou looked at the woman, afraid that there was something else she didn't know about.

"Sister, stand up. If you have anything to do, I will never let go of this kind of trash."

After the sound came to an end, Zhang Wuyou directly crushed the strong man's wrists and kicked his knees out.

The strong man screamed, and then he was sucking the air conditioner in big mouthfuls.

"He, he is not a human, he is a beast!" The woman stared at the strong man, and beat and kicked him hard with both hands and feet.

Then a line of clear tears slid down.

In the end, he collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

Although her husband couldn't open his mouth, his legs could still move slowly.

He slowly walked to the woman's side with all his strength. His mouth was whispered as if he was beaten and swollen. He wanted to speak but couldn't speak at all.

The two arms were hanging down, and they shook them twice before they fell on the woman's shoulder.

"Sister, let me tell you what the specific matter is!" Zhang Wuyou helped the woman and gave her a happy mood.

As for the man beside him, Zhang Wuyou brushed it casually and most of the injuries on his body healed.

But before he could express his joy.

The strong man beside him suddenly burst into laughter.

"In my eyes, the character like ant can be destroyed at will. Isn't it just playing with your sister? Is there any big deal? Women are born to be played with, you have to be enlightened..."

"Kill him, kill him, beg him, and kill him..."

After hearing his words, the woman felt even more sad and angry. She didn't lift her breath and fainted directly.

"Uncle. This person is hateful!" Nishang said, and her little fist hit her directly, but her strength was too small to even scratch the strong man.

"Hmph, I dare to hit me, you little girl, believe it or not, I will raise you and sell you!"

The strong man said to Nishang viciously.

Seeing his fierce look, Nishang was so scared that she hurriedly hid behind Zhang Wuyou, and threw the precious money in her hand at the strong man.

But it’s true that the little girl Nishang had a pretty good head, and she hit the strong man’s eyes directly.

However, this also shows the little girl's hatred for him.

"Apart from these, what other sins are there? Let's explain them together!"

Zhang Wuyou said to the strong man.

"I'm afraid there's so much sin, but I've said, what can you do to me?"

"Sir, he has destroyed seven or eight families nearby!" After being treated by Zhang Wuyou for a while, the young man's father was finally able to speak barely.

"Tsk, so what if it is ruined? Don't think he can save you. I tell you, if you offend Master Jiu, no one can think of a good life!"

"Is that so? Why am I an exception?" Zhang Wuyou looked up at the strong man indifferently.

"You...who are you? You must be no longer on the Jiu Ye's killing list!"

"No, right? I killed Jin Dongni! Can he bear this?" Zhang Wuyou completely refreshed his views on Wei Tianle.

In ancient times, it is said that taking his wife and killing his father is the most unbearable hatred. Jin Dongni can be considered half of Wei Tianle's wife. In this way, he did not even put himself on the killing list.

Alas, I really can't understand the life of a rich man. Could it be that he doesn't even know that there are too many wives and one and a half of them die?

Just when Zhang Wuyou lamented that Wei Tianle could tolerate what others could not, the strong man became cowardly.

"You...you...you are Zhang Wuyou?"

"Why, not like?"

"Like, like, like, oh no, Mr. Zhang, it's really you!" The strong man stuttered, and finally there was cold sweat on his face.

"Hey, it's not hot this day, why are you sweating so much?"

Zhang Wuyou looked at the strong man in confusion, and then reached out to wipe his sweat.

But the strong man thought Zhang Wuyou was going to silence him, so he tried his best to retreat.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, what gust of wind blows you today!" The strong man looked flattering, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

"Oh, is your mouth quite sweet? Then tell me, how did you ruin so many other people's families?"

"Uncle Zhang, did I say that you will spare me?"

The strong man smiled flatteringly. Even if he was afraid of death, he had to laugh, because once he cried, his crime would be confirmed.

"If I'm satisfied, I can spare you!"

Zhang Wuyou smiled at him.

"Mr. Zhang, you can't spare him!" The young father tried hard to say something from his mouth.

But Zhang Wuyou reached out to stop him.

"Hmph, as long as I don't die today, I won't kill you!" The strong man muttered in his heart. He might be unable to do anything to Zhang Wuyou, but he could easily crush the three in front of him.

"Uncle, he is a bad guy, why didn't you kill him?" Nishang seemed not very satisfied with Zhang Wuyou.

"Any girl's family, don't be so cruel, okay? God has the virtue of life. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Do you understand if you have a kind heart?"

Zhang Wuyou said, and retreated Nishang back to his mother.

Nishang's mother smiled embarrassedly at Zhang Wuyou.

"Tell me!" Zhang Wuyou looked at the strong man!

The strong man smiled proudly at the young man's family and then began to speak.

"That was the first snow this year,... Oh no, it didn't snow, that was the first strong wind this year! Master Jiu and I, Oh no, only Mr. Zhang can be called my grandfather's generation!"

"It's Young Master Nine, yes, it's Young Master Nine. Young Master Nine and I came here. Young Master Nine pretended to be the old Taoist who saved the suffering, while I pretended to be the old Taoist child..."

"Hey, wait a moment, old Taoist? Which old Taoist?" Zhang Wuyou asked.

"This is the old Taoist who the residents believe in, that is, the old Taoist who saved many people last time!" The strong man didn't expect that Zhang Wuyou didn't know about such a famous thing.

"It's the Taoist immortal who has dead flesh and dead flesh, living bones!" The young man's father added.

"It was the time of the Mei family's poisoning incident..."

"Yes, yes!" The strong man nodded quickly.

"What's wrong with the old Taoist? Do you still need to pretend?"

"Uncle Zhang, you don't know. The residents of this area have seen the Taoist practice with their own eyes. So after the Taoist disappeared, they specially built a statue in order to remember him, and people burned incense and prayed for blessings day and night!"

"He is our benefactor!" The young man's father's eyes looked complicated.

It seems that I thought that because of the old Taoist, I have caused irreparable harm to many people here.

"Is this what it looks like?" Zhang Wuyou transformed.

"It's you?" The boy's father looked excited.
Chapter completed!