Back Off, Let Me Come

The look of the head of the Zhang family changed suddenly.

He changed his original false expression of crying poor, and showed a terrifying and stern expression. His eyes burst out with strong murderous intent, staring at Shen Tang's beautiful face. Every word is as vicious as quenched snake venom: "Jun Shen, do you know what you are talking about?"

In the eyes of the head of the Zhang family, Shen Tang is already dead.

Shen Tang smiled slightly: "Let me ask the head of the Zhang family, is one word of what I just said fabricated? Three acres of bad farmland can save one person, and your Zhang family has more than a hundred acres of good farmland, and this is just what can be found I'm afraid you are the only one who knows how many figures there are that haven't been found yet. With such a family's wealth, several years of taxation can amount to hundreds of liters! Can you wipe this out with just a few words about attending a funeral?"

As soon as these words came out, even the head of the family, who was looking at Shen Tang obsessively, came to his senses. He immediately let out a disdainful snort, his face trembled slightly, and threatened: "So, Mr. Shen is here to cause trouble? Why are you looking for someone?" Is borrowing food all fake?"

"If you are a guest, I will naturally sweep the couch to welcome you, but it's a pity that you are not!" The head of the Zhang family knocked on the table, and a dozen servants rushed in from outside the house, and drew their swords with a few brushes.

Pretending to sweep away the guests, he went out: "Jun Shen, please!"

The blade is cold and gleaming.

The atmosphere in the room almost dropped to freezing point.

This is no longer about preparing to drive away customers.

They are preparing to send the guests to the Hall of the King of Hell.

Facing the murderous gazes of the two men and the dozens of blades pointed at them, Shen Tang remained calm and composed, and was not even afraid to laugh back. Looking at the dozen or so people, he said with a hint: "Of course I'm not here to cause trouble, how could I say such harsh words? It's true that I'm looking for someone, but this person has been persecuted by the Zhang family; it's true that I'm borrowing food, but I didn't intend to That’s all.”

Not just borrowing food...

They are also planning to move the land where the food grows.

The head of the Zhang family was so angry that his inner fire rose several feet high - he had previously planned to let Shen Tang get out of the Zhang family's gate, and would find an opportunity to make Shen Tang "accidentally" in a few days, just like those Heyin County Sheriffs before, but this time As soon as the words came out, if Shen Tang was allowed to walk out of the Zhang family's land, the Zhang family would no longer have to establish a foothold in Heyin!

"Shuzi kid!"

The head of the Zhang family smashed the low table made of precious wood at hand with one palm, and a turbid scarlet aura came towards him. It was the brother of the head of the family! Gong Shuwu stood on the spot, motionless, secretly suppressing the dozen servants with his momentum.

The cold light in Shen Tang's hand struck out with sword light.

It was scattered with one blow, and the remaining sword energy broke through the roof!

In the dark night, the light flashed away.

"Why are you so anxious?" Shen Tang held a sharp sword in his hand with a smile. He had seen people seeking death, but he had never seen anyone trying to drink Meng Po soup. As he finished speaking, wisps of faint light poured down from the broken roof above his head - it was not the color of the bright moon!

But the head of the Zhang family didn't realize the subtle difference.

At this time, he was furious and his reason was burning.

Although the Heyin Zhang family is not the top group in Heyin, they have not been looked at like this for so many years, and they are still provoked like this in their own clan. Shen Tang drew his sword and struck out, which was like giving Zhang an extremely loud slap!

He said: "Do it! Kill!"

At this moment, Shen Tang glanced at the top of his head from the corner of his eye.

"Well, it's time to take action."

As for who was killed?

But it’s not up to him to decide!

In the dark night, a cultural barrier that almost blends into the night sky is bounded by the Zhang clan's land. It rises to the sky for more than ten feet, and gathers and closes above.

Form a closed special-shaped cover to isolate the inside and outside.

If you look from the outside in, you will find that this place is the same as usual, with candles lit everywhere, making it feel like a peaceful time.

Nothing strange was noticed.

But in reality?

Hundreds of strangers in armor sprang out from everywhere.

Either in pairs, or in groups of five or five.

There is still a sense of culture lingering around him.

The patrolling servants came over after hearing this, but were severely beaten by the "gangsters" who had ambushed them in advance. These people even went to greet them on the lower third road. Once they were hit by the sharp protrusions on the hanging legs, the severe pain would make them lose their ability. Combat strength.

Screams of terror and blood gradually spread.

They were extremely familiar with Zhang's terrain, and soon occupied every pass. When they encountered ordinary people, they would go up and beat them up. If they didn't resist, it would be fine. If they resisted, their hands or feet would be broken; Heart Scribes, cooperate with the retreat, greet the people nearby and gather together, then rush forward swarm.

Most of Zhang's elites were lost in the military workshop.

The rest don't stay at home at 12 o'clock a day, and some go out to inspect properties and collect accounts... In short, Shen Tang came at just the right time. There are only seventy or eighty members of the Zhang family in Heyin, with a total of more than six hundred maids, servants, and guards. When encountering the "bandit" who stabbed No. 800 at the slightest disagreement, he was unable to form an effective counterattack for a while.

Of course, the most important reason is that there is no backbone.

Where is their backbone?

hehe--

Shen Tang removed the mandible of the family head's brother with one hand.

And the head of the Zhang family——

Shen Tang frowned in disgust, took out the handkerchief, wiped each finger carefully, and shouted: "Half a step, are you okay?"

"Lord, I've caught you."

The head of the Zhang family, Gong Shuwu, who was covered in military armor, was holding up his neck like a chicken. His expression was angry and frightened, as if he had not yet woken up from the attack just now. No wonder he was there, who would have thought that Gong Shuwu would directly transform into a martial armor, break through the literary barrier he had put up with brute force, walk up to him, raise his hand and slap him.

Snapped!

The sound keeps getting louder.

The big palm of the cattail fan shook him unconscious.

Half of the face was red, swollen and broken.

The gums are loose, and the irony smell of blood fills the mouth.

"How to deal with it?"

He was thrown at Shen Tang's feet like trash.

The clothes are messy and the hair is crooked. Where is the look of the proud head of the family who looked down on Shen Tang not long ago with a stern look in his eyes?

_(:з　∠)_

Take a short break on New Year's Day.

Will make up for it tomorrow.

PS: Last month (that is, yesterday), the monthly ticket was just over 40 votes away from 7,000. 嘤嘤嘤

PPS: Qiuqiu, please give me a guaranteed monthly pass this month. Let’s go back and celebrate.