The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Damn, who is this!"

"Hey, Master Zhou? Let go of Master Zhou!"

"You've eaten the heart of a bear and the leopard is so brave. Damn it, you dare to commit murder in front of us. Let go!"

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Not far away, the bandits also reacted and roared angrily.

A few have even come over with knives in hand.

Feng Ji grinned. He picked up Zhou Zhuang's neck with one hand and said, "Master Zhou, you have a lot of connections. Are these all your brothers?"

Zhouzhuang's face turned pale as he begged for mercy: "Master Feng, please listen to my explanation. I really don't know these bandits. I only met Master Zhao by chance, and I didn't fall into the trap."

Feng Ji burst out laughing: "Hahaha, you are so stupid? But what's the difference between what you're doing and what these bandits are doing?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Your wife and children are still in Qingyuan County. I remember you said you have a martial arts school here. It's better to have a family and a career."

While the two were talking, a bandit rushed up and slashed Feng Ji's face with a knife.

Feng Ji didn't even raise his head and slapped him away.

Bang!

The air vibrated, and the bandit's knife bent instantly, before the bandit could react.

Feng Ji turned his palm into a claw, and with a pop, his five fingers passed through his heart.

A random black tiger struck out the heart, and a blood hole instantly appeared in the man's chest.

As Feng Ji withdrew his palm, blood suddenly spurted out and splashed all over Zhouzhuang's face.

Zhouzhuang's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. As his teeth clashed, he made a frightened plea: "Master Feng, it's none of my business. Please, please let me go."

Feng Ji ignored it, grabbed Zhouzhuang with one hand, and strode into the bandits.

He is like a tiger holding a rabbit in its mouth, slaughtering the sheep wantonly.

For a moment, blood splattered and flesh and blood flew.

Screams and wails continued to be heard.

All the bandits were killed in horror, one, two, three...

Too many companions died tragically, and finally some of them couldn't bear it any longer, screamed in terror, and fled for their lives like birds and beasts.

Feng Ji casually caught a bandit who looked to be in his teens.

"Spare your life, spare your life, hero."

This little bandit's voice is a little immature, and he seems to be still in the process of changing his voice.

Feng Ji looked down at him and asked, "How old are you?"

The little bandit cried with tears in his eyes: "Fourteen."

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

"I...I...don't."

The little bandit's eyes flickered and he denied it.

Feng Ji was silent and suddenly grinned: "I will be a bandit again in my next life, and my eyes will shine brightly."

"Spare my life..."

Click, before the little bandit finished speaking, his neck was directly twisted.

Zhouzhuang saw this scene at close range, and his heart felt cold.

This young master of the Feng family is more cruel and ruthless than he imagined!

He felt filled with regret for a moment. He was really deceived by lard. Why did he choose the Feng family as his target?

At this time, he did not realize that there was something inherently wrong with the robbery. Instead, he just regretted that he should not have chosen the Feng family as a target and offended the evil star Feng Ji.

Feng Ji ignored Zhouzhuang's psychological activities. He strode into Liu's house. In the distance, he heard roars and the collision of fists and feet.

Feng Ji suddenly became surprised: "The Liu family still has the strength to resist?"

Surprised in his heart, Feng Ji immediately looked towards the place where the fight was taking place.

But they saw that the place was surrounded by bandits, and a large blank area was left in the center of the crowd.

There were two people fighting inside, and a dozen men in black trench coats were blocking the back row.

Feng Ji noticed that one of them was carrying a flag with the four characters "Zhenyuan Escort Bureau" written on it.

Looking at the two people fighting again, one of them has bulging muscles and is running rampant, attacking without any defense.

This person is none other than Zhao Jinhuan!

What surprised Feng Ji was that there was someone who could fight Zhao Jinhuan back and forth, even without losing!

This man is strong and flexible, short in stature, and looks middle-aged. While jumping up and down, his moves are like lightning, and he makes monkey-like sounds from time to time.

Suddenly, this person thrust his palm into Zhao Jinhuan's Tanzhong point.

This is one of the doors of the golden bell cover. Zhao Jinhuan quickly blocked it with both fists, clamping the opponent's palm.

But he didn't expect that the man's palms collided with Zhao Jinhuan's arms. After making a muffled sound, he exploded with great force again.

The four fingers contracted, the waist exerted force, and the knuckles moved. With a bang, Zhao Jinhuan stumbled back.

It wasn't over yet, the man followed suddenly, bent his joints again, clenched his claws into fists, and exerted force again.

Bang!

Zhao Jinhuan's arms trembled violently, and he couldn't help but retreat again, with a look of shock and anger on his face.

However, this move was not over yet. The person took another step, hooked his fist, and exerted force on his wrist joint!

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, which directly hit Zhao Jinhuan's arms with blood red. Finally, his arms could no longer be clamped, and he relaxed his posture weakly.

The man took advantage of this opportunity, jumped up, and kicked Zhao Jinhuan several meters out of the circle with a bang.

Zhao Jinhuan's body was protected by a golden bell, but he was not injured, but his feet slid on the ground for several meters, barely being held up by the bandit brothers.

However, I saw that the man did not chase and fight fiercely, but instead clasped his fists with both hands and said solemnly: "The Golden Bell of the White Lotus Sect is really powerful, I accept it!"

Zhao Jinhuan narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, four moves with one palm, Hard Monkey Fist Wen Biao, well-deserved reputation, Zhao has seen it today."

The middle-aged man named Wen Biao clasped his fists and said, "I don't dare. The old monkey was lucky enough to win one and a half moves. Master Zhao, please don't break your promise and let Brother Liu and his family go."

Zhao Jinhuan smiled: "Zhao must do what he says when doing things. Don't worry, I won't touch the Liu family. However, Zhao must take away the Liu family's money."

Wen Biao frowned slightly, looked at the dozens of bandits around him, and sighed in his heart.

He knew very well that if he could save the Liu family today, he had done his best.

If you want to save the Liu family's wealth, I'm afraid it's impossible.

Silent for the moment.

Zhao Jinhuan laughed and said: "Wen Biao, the Qing Dynasty is now exhausted. Foreigners are bullying our Chinese people, selling opium everywhere, and spreading foreign religions, making the people of the world miserable."

"The Liu family, the Feng family, the Zhang family, and the Duan family, these local wealthy gentry still colluded with the bureaucrats, oppressed the people, and worked hard for the foreigners. What I did was to do justice for heaven. I robbed these money and grain to save the people of the world."

"The Liu family has a good life. If they can get your help, I will spare their lives, but I must take away the money and food."

Wen Biao didn't say anything, just held his fists.

He knew it all and it was useless to say anything.

"Zhao Moujing, you are the master of Monkey Fist. How about joining our White Lotus Sect? You and I will discuss important matters together. Your Zhenyuan Escort Agency is powerful in Guangdong and Zhejiang. If you join our White Lotus Sect, then you and I will be far away from each other, from the south to the north. It is not impossible to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and enter the imperial city."

Wen Biao's eyelids twitched and he said in a deep voice: "I admire Master Zhao's ambitions, but I don't have any big ambitions, so I won't participate."

Seeing Wen Biao's indifference, Zhao Jinhuan's eyelids twitched, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

However, he was also wary of the other party's skill, so after careful consideration, he did not take action.

He asked himself that he had already become proficient in the golden bell shield of horizontal training, but he still could not stop the explosive power of the opponent's hard monkey fist.

It can be seen that if you really want to show off your face, you won't be able to please the people on your side.

At that moment, he suppressed his violent temper and said with a smile: "In that case, forget it, brothers, have you loaded everything into the car? Leave as soon as it's done!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse sneer came from behind the bandit.

"Ho ho ho, Master Zhao, where are you going to retreat to?"