Chapter 51 [The horror legend of Qinghe Town returns for a limited time (please follow up)]
Night, outside the restaurant.
Zhang Long hugged his two junior brothers, and the three of them walked out drunkenly.
He has been living a very leisurely life recently.
Since he was promoted from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, his monthly salary has increased five times from ten taels. What is the concept of fifty taels a month? If you feed a family of five for a year, you will still have fifteen taels left.
Regarding the training resources, secret skin-forging medicine, and meat supplements, they are all provided by Mr. Qian. As for people, once they have money, they will improve their quality of life.
When I had no money, I didn’t dare to eat rice bran, so I could only squat in the outer courtyard and eat a big pot of rice every day. Nowadays, I go to the restaurant every three to five, have a few drinks with my third and fifth brothers, and maintain a sense of being tipsy. Not to mention how nourishing my life is.
Of course, I don’t dare to delay my boxing practice.
He knew clearly in his heart that Young Master Qian San valued him because of his boxing skills.
"Teacher. Brother, big big. Brother. Tell me. Tell me and me. We, we, do n’t do it. Come back. Come out again. Can you do it? ”
Zhang Long sneered at his junior brother's drunken and stumbling questions. It's so funny that you asked me if I could do it even after drinking it.
"Junior brother, what are you afraid of? Senior brother, if I come out occasionally, it will be fine."
In this regard, another junior brother heard this and nodded in agreement.
"You kid, not only do you have a low drinking capacity, but you are also cowardly. Senior Brother said that things coming down from Qingshan are difficult to deal with, but in recent months, where are the things he said?
Besides, there are so many ghost stories in Qinghe Town. But, since we were growing up, who has really encountered it? The so-called haunting of Huang House last time was actually just a robbery of money."
Zhang Long pointed at the junior brother who was speaking and laughed loudly.
“When you mentioned ghost stories, I suddenly thought of the legendary Locked Dragon Well in the east end of our town. It was said that there was a demonic dragon locked inside. When I was a child, I would secretly look inside every day, hoping to see it. Let’s see what the demon dragon looks like.
Later, I asked you two about it. Guess what happened? There was no demon dragon locked inside at all. It was just that we had a scholar here. In order to marry the daughter of a high official, he abandoned his wife and son. So, the scholar’s wife threw herself into a well with her three-year-old child in her arms. When the scholar found out, he immediately sent someone to perform some kind of ceremony. It is said that they want to lock the innocent souls of the mother and son in the well."
The three of them supported each other along the way, expressing their opinions on the legends of Qinghe Town from time to time, or telling the news they had learned.
Suddenly, the person who first asked us if we could come out at night stood there, motionless.
"Old Li, what's wrong? You want to vomit?"
Facing the two people's inquiries, he tremblingly stretched out his finger and pointed forward.
“Pig pig pig”
“What?”
Zhang and Long raised their heads and looked in the direction of each other's fingers. Under the moonlight, they saw a huge pig-headed man smiling at them.
In an instant, due to the hazy consciousness of drunkenness, I suddenly woke up.
“There really is a pig-headed man!”
“Ouch——”
With a pig’s cry, the pig-headed man rumbled towards them.
"Run!"
The man surnamed Zhang left the two of them without saying a word and ran away to his death.
He is not a fool. I heard that Jiang Yu, the former butler of the gambling house, died at the hands of a pig-headed man. Regardless of whether the monster at this time was a strongman pretending to be a strongman, or whether it was really something that came down from the green mountain, he was not in a position to defeat it.
As for the two junior brothers who were abandoned by him, their crotches immediately became wet. There are a few people who can avoid being afraid when they see scary legends with their own eyes.
What the two of them never expected was that the pig-headed man ignored them at all and passed directly between them. He Sheng's purpose was simple, to cut off the wings of Third Young Master Qian in the inner court.
The two of them are not the henchmen of the Qian family at all. Why kill them?
Zhang Long, who was trying his best to escape, heard the footsteps approaching him from behind, and couldn't help but cursed the two junior brothers in his heart for being useless. They couldn't even stop the pig-headed man for a while.
No, the opponent is obviously much faster than him. If he continues to escape, he will inevitably end up in a fight. Moreover, running at full speed consumes a lot of energy.
With a decision in his mind, Zhang Long immediately turned around and faced the attack with the "Bronze Statue Fist".
“Boom!”
He turned around and punched, gathering all his strength and using the special force-generating technique of the "Bronze Statue Fist" to strike with truly astonishing power.
The man surnamed Zhang swore to God that due to extreme mental stress and the pressure of life and death crisis, the punch tonight was definitely the most perfect punch he had ever made.
But, it’s a pity.
“Bang!”
A punch hit He Sheng’s chest, but it failed to even make him shake his body. The huge palm stretched out and covered Zhang Long's head.
"Wait a minute, I."
Before he finished speaking, he squeezed hard with his fingers.
“Bang!”
Zhang Long’s head exploded like a watermelon, red and white things mixed with broken bones, sputtering around and scattering all over the ground.
"Plop!"
The headless body fell to the ground, in sharp contrast to the joyful mood when leaving the restaurant.
The two junior brothers who peed their pants were dumbfounded.
In their eyes, such a powerful Senior Brother Zhang was actually vulnerable to a single blow.
“Da da da”
The pig-headed man turned around and walked towards them, and the two of them were as frightened as chaff.
As I imagined, the killing and silence did not happen.
The monster didn't even bother to look at them, and walked directly between the two of them.
“.”
The two stared at the back of the pig-headed man until the huge body disappeared from sight. They just breathed a sigh of relief and put their hearts back in their throats.
"Senior brother, you died so miserably!" the timidest junior brother cried loudly. It's not that the relationship between the two is deep, it's just that they just experienced a roller coaster ride that was so exciting that they cried involuntarily.
"Stop crying, go to the inner gate and report to Senior Brother."
On the other side, He Sheng rushed to the home of Third Young Master Qian, the second most useless person.
In the inner and outer courtyards of the Vajra Boxing Hall, it is well known that Mr. Qian has three running dogs.
The third in the ranking is Zhang Long, the first in the ranking is Li Zheng, and the second is a senior fellow from the inner courtyard.
He will not move Senior Brother Li for the time being. After all, this person helped him a lot in the past and is a warm-hearted person. Although he gradually distanced himself from himself because of Mr. Qian, he kept in mind all the help he had given him and it was not a bad idea to give him a chance.
If Senior Brother Li is really obedient and comes to embarrass him, then I can only be sorry.
As for Third Young Master Qian, why did he only have three subordinates from the inner courtyard after staying in Qinghe Town for half a year?
Haha, 90% of the people who can enter the inner courtyard are from wealthy families.
You are not short of money, and you are talented in boxing. Why should you be a dog to Qian Laosan!
That's why the other party went to the outer courtyard to collect people.
About a quarter of an hour, He Sheng arrived at the home of the inner court senior.
Climb over the wall to enter, raise your hand and knock on the door.
“Dang Dang Dang!”
“Who is it!”
The senior brother from the inner courtyard woke up from his sleep and asked angrily.
Then, he hurriedly put on some clothes and left the bedroom to open the door.
“Why are you here without sleeping in the middle of the night?”
Senior brother muttered sleepily. No one had done this in the past, so he was not surprised.
When I walked to the door, there was a bang and the wooden door exploded.
A thick and powerful arm stretched out from the flying sawdust and grabbed his head.
‘No! ’
The next second, there was a bang, and the head was crushed into pieces.
“Plop!”
Following Zhang Long, another headless corpse fell to the ground.
"If you want to blame, just blame yourself for being with the wrong person and on the wrong team."
People always have to pay the corresponding price for their choices.
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