With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

"What if I say no?"

Chen Mo smiled slightly, but his tone was full of seriousness.

Chen Guang looked stunned and stared at Chen Mo in surprise. Normally, as long as he spoke, the latter would not refuse unless he was itchy.

It seemed that he hadn't beaten anyone for so long that Chen Mo had forgotten how terrifying his second brother was.

Chen Guang's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that your brother has not been trained for so long that he has almost forgotten what pain feels like."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Guang took a step forward and rushed out like a ghost.

Chen Mo was able to beat Chen Jin. The reason was that the opponent was just a weak scholar with no strength. However, Chen Guang was a real Martial Artist. Although he lacked talent, he could only qualify for Ninth Grade, but he was by no means an ordinary person. Can be compared.

Chen Guang's fist suddenly appeared in front of Chen Mo. This punch did not use all his strength, but was intended to teach the latter a lesson. Otherwise, with the former's strength, he would not be able to kill anyone in more than a moment.

"roll"

A simple word came from Chen Guang's side, and a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly came. Before he could react, it fell like a heavy hammer on his cheek.

Chen Guang flew away, flying more than ten feet and out of the alley.

He was a little confused, and it took him a while to calm down before he realized what he was doing, and he immediately said angrily: "Zhang Long, I am your master, how dare you hit me?"

“Not anymore”

Zhang Long glared at Chen Guang indifferently. Since entering Chen Guang's house, he has either been beaten by the latter, or on the way to being beaten by the latter. He has endured it for many years, and today he got rid of the opponent and showed no mercy.

"From now on, Zhang Long will be mine. Second brother, no, Chen Guang, don't be arrogant and domineering just because you are my second brother. You have never told me about brotherly love, so naturally I am not here to stay for you.情面……张龙，昔日他是怎么揍你的，今日，你就怎么揍回来，别跟我客气，只要不出人命即可”

Chen Mo snorted coldly and said.

Zhang Long nodded slightly, gently placed the spiritual herbs and medicinal liquid held in his left hand on the ground, and then pulled out the wooden sword from his waist.

Seeing this, Chen Guang panicked. Although Zhang Long had always been his punching bag and never dared to fight with him, he still knew very well the former's strength.

"What are you doing standing still? Come on."

Chen Guang's throat rolled and he shouted to the two guards.

Those who can become Chen Guang's guards are all Ninth Grade Martial Artists. Plus myself, there are three Ninth Grade Martial Artists. Three against one, the advantage is mine.

Chen Guang pulled out the sword on his waist, with a ferocious look on his face. Anyone who commits the following offense should be killed.

"Third Young Master, please step back a little."

Facing three opponents of the same level, Zhang Long didn't show any fear. Instead, he lightly told Chen Mo to retreat to avoid being implicated.

Chen Mo nodded slightly and just took two steps back when he saw the servant walking behind him.

"Don't let him escape. If his men dare to hit me, don't be polite to me."

After Chen Guang finished speaking, he raised his sword and started to kill Zhang Long.

When the servant heard this, his eyes became more determined, his hands clenched into fists, and he stared at Chen Mo excitedly.

"What are you looking at? Do you think you can beat me?"

Chen Mo moved his hands forward and back, making a starting gesture, "Wing Chun, Chen Mo."

The servant was stunned. What was Wing Chun? It didn't matter. Chen Mo was not a Martial Artist anyway, so he didn't believe it. He couldn't beat him.

The servant is not a Martial Artist, but he has been with Chen Guang and has seen many moves. He has learned some privately. He thinks he cannot beat the Martial Artist, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people without cultivation.

He stepped forward with his feet and was about to punch, when the servant suddenly felt a stinging pain in his right foot. When he looked down, he saw that it was Chen Mo who had stepped on his foot. Before he could react, Master Chen cut him in the middle, and then one day The word punch.

The "crack-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-la" sounds were all directed at the servant's face. The beatings made the servant feel dizzy and unable to move back with his right foot. He received dozens of blows from standing up to lying down.

Chen Mo punched the last one, exhaled deeply, and wanted to say "I'm going to hit ten." When he turned around, Zhang Long had already knocked down two guards. As for Chen Guang, the long sword in his hand was also knocked away. , trembling, with a frightened face, and said some soft words to beg for mercy.

Zhang Long looked a little dumbfounded as he talked little, but he was indeed a ruthless master. No matter how much Chen Guang begged for mercy, he didn't stop and beat the opponent into a pig's head.

“That’s it”

Seeing that Chen Guang had been beaten, Chen Mo raised his hand to stop Zhang Long, walked up to him and said with a smile: "My good second brother, how did you become like this? Look at you, You are so weak now and you still have money on you. Wouldn't it be dangerous if you just walked out like this? Well, brother, I will reluctantly keep it for you and ask for it when you need it."

After saying that, Chen Mo started rummaging around Chen Guang's body.

Chen Guang felt like scolding his mother, these were all his words.

Damn it, he was the only one who robbed other people's money before, no one dared to rob him.

But now, he watched helplessly as Chen Mo took away all his personal money, including his clothes, shoes, and even his pants.

"Poor"

Chen Mo smacked his lips and stared at Chen Guang with disdain. He searched his whole body and only found fifty taels of silver. Then he searched the two guards and servants again and only found enough. One hundred taels.

After all the money was collected, Chen Mo didn't even let go of Chen Guang's sword, and packed it away together.

"Chen Mo, remember, I will never let you go. I want my father to make the decision for me, and I want Uncle Xu to stand up for me."

Chen Guangliang said with tears in his eyes. When he looked up, he suddenly found that there were people coming and going on the street, and many people stopped to watch his ugly appearance.

For a moment, Chen Guang was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to pick up his clothes and put them on, but Zhang Long beat him so hard that there was no good place on his body and he had no strength at all.

"Third Young Master, this is not the way out of the city."

Zhang Long discovered that Chen Mo was walking towards the center of the imperial capital.

Chen Dewang left a house for Chen Mo, but it was not within the imperial capital but outside the city. The purpose was simple, stay away from him and keep out of sight.

"Who said I was going outside the city?"

"Then we are going to..."

"Zhenwu Division"