It is definitely not possible to fight head-on. Seeing that Lin Kun and Ma Zongwan were always at a disadvantage, Murong Bai asked, "Brother, you have been told about this, so he said what to do."

Murong Liang was also anxious, and his tone was a little unfluent, "I, I don't know, but... I remembered that I heard Changsun Ji talk about this forbidden technique and there was a dead gate on his body. Although the location of the dead gate varies from person to person, it was nothing more than seven places. The first one was..."

"My dear brother, don't say so many useless things, where are they? Or do you know if this old bastard Ma Zongwan has any weaknesses?"

"have!"

Murong Liang was full of confidence and squinted his eyes and said, "I heard Changsun Ji say that if you want to completely take down Ma Zongwan, there is only one way to explode his chrysanthemum."

"What?"

Not only Murong Bai was surprised, but Tongshan and Tieshan also looked over in surprise.

Is this brother of Murong Bai here to make fun of it? If he really makes the chrysanthemum, his hands would be full of Ma Zongwan's shit. It would be stinking and disgusting to think about it.

Murong Liang said: "At that time, I thought Changsun Ji was joking, but now I think about it, it must not be. He wanted to tell me this secret, but he was hesitant to tell me whether to tell me. Changsun Ji also practiced this forbidden technique, so what he said should be right, Mr. Lin, try..."

"shut up!"

Ma Zongwan shouted loudly and cursed at Murong Liang: "You bastard, my life gate is so important, how could it be the back? Are you insulting my reputation or IQ? I will kill you later!"

Murong Bai and others looked at Ma Zongwan, and Murong Bai suddenly laughed, "Okay, very good. I was just guessing that Changsun Ji didn't say so much in detail. Judging from your nervous appearance, I can be sure that your famous family is really on the back."

As he said that, Murong Liang took out his short knife and walked towards Ma Zongwan.

"Need not!"

Lin Kun raised his hand to stop Murong Liang who was walking over and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your advice from Brother Murong, but this life gate may not be the back of the butt. I don't want to fight and get all the old shit out. Even if I'm not killed, I'm very likely to be killed."

Lin Kun’s words were frivolous and natural, but they were not the case in Ma Zongwan’s ears. Are you insulting me in public or insulting me?

Bang!

Lin Kun waved his fist and made another tough fight with Ma Zongwan. The sound of the two fists fighting seemed to be louder than before. This time, Lin Kun took three steps back, and Ma Zongwan took one and a half steps back.

"you……"

Ma Zongwan frowned slightly and sneered, "Boy, don't be proud. I just neglected to defend and didn't use all my strength. If I use all my strength, let alone one you. Even if there are two you, ten you will not be my opponent."

Before he could finish his words, Ma Zongwan waved his fist again and smashed towards Lin Kun.

Lin Kun's performance was always calm. His fists were swinged out again, and the two fists collided together again. This time, Lin Kun took two steps back, and Ma Zongwan also took two steps back.

A sudden shock appeared on Ma Zongwan's expression on his face. If he had just made an excuse for himself and said that he had not used all his strength, it would be understandable, but now the two of them hit a tie with each other, which immediately caused a slight turmoil in Ma Zongwan's heart. How could this be possible?

The smile on the corner of Lin Kun's mouth became more and more obvious, forming a sharp contrast with the surprised expression on Ma Zongwan's face. This time, before Ma Zongwan could take action, Lin Kun raised his fist and smashed it into Ma Zongwan's face...

The expression on Ma Zongwan's face was shocked and he quickly raised his fist to block it. As a result, there was a dull sound. This time the sound was stronger than the previous few times. The Master Ma, who had been shining since the beginning, directly groaned in his mouth and retreated under his feet. He retreated for seven steps in a row before stopping. His face changed red and white, and suddenly became salty in his throat. He couldn't help but squirt out all of them.

This scene shocked everyone. At least before that, no one thought that Lin Kun's power could shake Ma Zongwan, who had practiced the forbidden art, but...

It's all just the beginning!

He could clearly know Ma Zongwan's life gate but he didn't want to know it, so he used this pure and rough method, punching one punch after another until he hit Ma Zongwan and lay on the ground.

Puff, puff, puff...

Ma Zongwan vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and in the end he turned pale and was stepped on the ground by Lin Kun's 44-yard big foot board. Lin Kun exerted force on his feet, and a crisp sound appeared on his chest, which made him suck in the cold air. What remained unchanged from beginning to end was the horror on his face and the severe horror. (10)

"This, how is this possible!" Ma Zongwan gritted his teeth hatefully. His tone was weak, but he was also very unwilling. (Zero1)

"Don't you think you are very awesome, don't you look down on us rising stars in the world, practicing taboo techniques and eating boys and girls, you are really a thing that is worse than beasts. I'll send you to see the King of Hell now."

Lin Kun's eyes suddenly turned cold and he was about to force his feet. Murong Liang, who was beside him, suddenly ran over and stopped him and said, "Mr. Lin, you can't kill him first, he is still useful."

Lin Kun did not have real strength under his feet, and he knew in his heart that Ma Zongwan was still useful now, and there was a big conspiracy behind him...

...

It was already late at night in the Zhu family. After the rain, there was a smell of mud and grass. In Mr. Zhu's room, Zhu Kunyu knelt on the ground, his forehead hit the ground, tears slid down his cheeks, wetting the ground in front of him.

"Father, I'm guilty!"

Zhu Kunyu gritted his teeth, his face filled with deep regret and sadness in his voice.

"I know."

Mr. Zhu's tone was calm, and the light shone on his face, reflecting the old age. How might this old man be so majestic in front of outsiders? If it is admirable, he only needs one sentence, which may be enough to make the Yanjing Imperial City uneasy. But in his room, he closed the door to avoid all worldly gazes, and faced with his own mistakes. He was just an ordinary old man, old and weak, and he was approaching the West Mountain.

"Jingyao, Jingyao may have been killed by me. Father, I am willing to apologize for death. I am sorry for you, the Zhu family, and even more so for my dead second brother." Zhu Kunyu continued.

"I know." Old Zhu's tone was still calm. He greeted the door, "Xiao Guan, bring the things."

The door of the room creaked, and the old housekeeper came in with an antique box and came to Mr. Zhu. Mr. Zhu opened the lid and found an old-fashioned pistol inside, probably an object from the War of Resistance Against Japan. There was a layer of oil on it, but it could not hide its age and mottledness.
Chapter completed!