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Chapter 5 I'm Angry(1/2)

"I'm so fucked."

Zhang Kun originally wanted to listen to the other party's movements, but if there were no troubles, he would sneak away quietly.

Seeing the scene inside the room clearly, his mind exploded, and his blood rushed to the top. He lifted his breath and kicked open the door. The thick-headed wooden stick in his hand whistled and slashed his head.

boom……

A dull sound.

The wooden stick held Li Feng and knocked heavily on the hand-dance whip. The long-faced man who had not yet turned around was on the top of the door, making the man's head shrink, and he didn't say a word, turning over and falling down.

Zhang Kun's arm was terrified and the mouth was numb. The wooden stick jumped up and was a little unsteady to catch it. He let go, and slid his feet and snatched it out two or three meters. He reached the slightly fat man again, and a straight punch in his left hand hit him in front of him.

drink……

The slightly fat man was startled and took a step back half a step, but he was not panicked. His five fingers of his right palm were blocked in front of him like hooks. With a "swoosh", he grabbed Zhang Kun's left fist...

It will pull it as soon as you grab it, and it will fold it as soon as you pull it.

'not good……'

Zhang Kun felt like he hit the steel plate with one punch, his fist was hot and his wrist was painful, and he immediately understood in his heart.

This smiling slightly fat man has kung fu on his hands.

I saw his steps floating in the crack in the door before, and the fat meat was not tight, but it was a mistake.

They are not weak.

Kung Fu is not in the body, but in the hands...

Maybe the body is not very flexible and the attack power is still very strong.

However, Sanda, who is proficient in the realm, also has advantages.

No matter how painful it was, Zhang Kun's movements were not deformed and his attack was not interrupted.

The straight punch of the left hand is actually a false move. Next, the right leg is like a knife, and the actual move is to hit the opponent's knee along the rush.

A crisp "click" sound.

Zhang Kun endured the pain on his left wrist and kicked off the knee of the slightly fat man's right leg, clumped his body, and pounced on him like a monkey.

Holding his head and face, holding the other person's head, and pressing it to the death.

He banged his knees from left to right, booming, and hitting the slightly fat man's face one after another...

He pushed his knees so hard that it was wet and hot. He felt the man in his arms limp, so he let go and breathed heavily.

The fat man's face had been deformed, bloody and bloody, and could not even see his nose. He rolled his eyes and only knew how to twitch on the ground.

Only then did Zhang Kun have time to look at his left hand.

I saw that the fists were bright red and purple, and they were already swollen, their wrists were slightly contused, and their arms were sore and numb.

When I looked up again, I found that the slightly fat man's right palm was particularly wide and his palm was black. It was obvious that he had practiced the skills of iron sand palms, black sand palms and other kung fu.

However, this person obviously did not practice his skills at home. He only practiced his palms, but his body shape, footwork, and muscles.

When this practice is actively attacking, it will be very powerful when it comes to a sudden attack.

If you really face the ever-changing situation of life and death killing, you will seem a bit rigid and unable to adapt.

Now, I was attacked by my own skillful level Sanda like a mad dog, and I succeeded in succession and fell down like this.

"ah……"

The girl beggar followed the door at this time. Looking at this scene, she was no longer surprised. She just walked to the children like empathy, checked their injuries, and took out the cloth stuffed in her mouth.

So, the sound of a shocking child cries sounded in the room, with a shrill and harsh voice. It was so sad that the listener was crying.

The little guys think that they know that this is a savior.

The savior Zhang Kun was a little dumbfounded...

He traveled here in time, without any identity, and was penniless. When he really encountered a critical moment, he would not be responsible for anything.

It is OK to save people, but how to cure them is a problem.

‘Money, right, eating is a problem at the moment. Anyway, I will never stop doing it.’

Zhang Kun didn't join the girl's fun either. It was really a tragic situation for the child, which made him feel a little embarrassed. He has always been so kind-hearted that he didn't even dare to kill a chicken at home, and he could not stand the weak and whine.

After searching for the long-faced man and slightly fat face, I only found about seven or eight taels of broken silver. I flipped through the house and then flipped dozens of copper coins.

There are other gains...

The Void Gate vibrated slightly, and Zhang Kun saw that the golden light flashed slightly in front of him, and two lights appeared.

A three or four-year-old girl in good clothes contributed a little. She also had a little glory, given by the six or seven-year-old boy with broken hands and arms...

The child stopped crying at this time and looked up at himself, the light in his eyes was indescribable.

‘This is gratitude or the glory of hope…’

A trace of enlightenment arose in Zhang Kun's heart. He basically figured out what happened to the acquisition of dragon energy.

It is difficult to say, and it is easy to say. As long as you get the other party’s sincere trust and dependence, you can get it from no matter who you are. The richer the feelings, the easier it is to give out the dragon energy point.

The other three children, seven or eight years old, or four or five years old, only know how to cry.

Seeing himself defeating the two evildoers, he seemed to have no idea, and was still scared.

There was even a slightly older child with his head down and his eyes were filled with hatred.

I found that Zhang Kun looked over. The child was hunched over, supported the ground with his hands, and shrank into the corner of the wall, but never looked over again.

Anger, hatred?

Zhang Kun's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he felt a little puzzled.

It's okay if I'm not grateful, is it because I hate that I blamed me for coming too late? He found that the child's legs were broken with knees and the underside of his trousers was empty...

Therefore, people's hearts are subtle and many things are very strange. If you help others, you may not be able to understand them.

Seeing that the dragon's energy was two more, Zhang Kun felt a little happy.

Let’s look at the martial arts. There is no + appearing in Sanda after it, but the physical fitness, agility, spirit and skills all appearing.

‘This situation is because of my Sanda. I just learned the basics and didn’t learn the core strength. I could only practice proficiently and could not make any progress?’

Sanda is a collection of random moves, but it cannot be a system. Zhang Kun only knows the tricks and the methods of playing, but in fact there is no practice or cultivation method, and he can understand it even if the upper limit is not enough.

I just realized that adding martial arts is the best way to use points, and it is the most cost-effective method. Nowadays, Sanda cannot add points. Zhang Kun struggled for a while and temporarily saved the dragon energy point.

At this time, adding physical fitness and agility are not cost-effective. You still have to learn a serious fundamental martial arts to play the greatest role.

Anyway, the injury to the left hand is not too hindered. It only hurts the flesh. Once you endure the pain, you will pass.

Just as I was thinking.

I could hear the sound of horse hooves and wheels in my ears...

Zhang Kun's eyes were slightly stern, and the side door opened a gap and looked out.

The view here is great and you can see the long street far away.

The skylight was completely dark, and a long dragon of torches reflected the convoy and slowly came.

A man in front was riding a tall horse with his eyes as he looked around like an eagle, looking around, very alert.

There were triangular flags on the car, and the big word "king" embroidered on the flag, and some people shouted "Hewu..." with loud voices one after another.

"This is?"

"It's the escort agency's goods team, the one who plays the king's flag, and it's the Yuanshun escort agency. I don't know if it's the big sword Wang Zhengyi personally escorts the goods back to Beijing..."

The girl came over quietly. She had been hiding around these days, but she was actually very alert. When she saw this long escort team, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master King Zhengyi, could it be Wang Wu?"

The bodyguard is also famous. When you think about this era, Zhang Kun's heart moved.

He knew that Wang Wu, a great martial artist in the Qing Dynasty, had acted in the movie, and this person seemed to have a very good reputation...

"It was him. I heard from his father that when Wang Zhengyi was studying, he ranked fifth among his brothers. He was also known as Wang Wu, a big sword, and his martial arts skills were particularly strong.

The long street in the west half of the street we are now in at the end of the Yuanshun Escort Agency he opened. Outside the front door, a father Wuyi School was opened, which took in children from poor families to school. Learn literature and martial arts, and make three meals a day. Excellent students will arrange to enter the Escort Agency to do things..."

Zhang Kun's eyes moved, "So, Wang Wu is so handsome, and his escort agency is also very considerate of the poor?"

"It should be like this." The girl nodded and hesitated.

"That's good!"

Zhang Kun smiled, went back to the room to pick up the long wooden stick, weighed it in his hand, stood in front of the door, posed with a bow and arrow, and his arm was stretched out extremely...

"We can't help people to the end and send Buddha to heaven. We can't help these children and report to the government, but the people from Yuanshun Escort Agency can."

He took a long breath, held the long stick tightly, stepped on his feet, waved his arms, and drew a big arc.

"Swoosh!"

The wooden stick broke through the wind and shot towards the front of the raft team.
To be continued...
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