Chapter 19: Take action with righteousness ()

Looking at the staggering back of Tiezhu, the two villagers with blue noses and bells covered in mud said thank you to Gao Zhan, then looked at the inner room of the ancestral hall with complicated eyes, sighed and helped each other to walk towards the village. Although they were injured and had no clever movements, they tried their best to take their steps as much as possible, obviously wanting to leave this bad place as soon as possible.

Gao Zhan looked at the figures of the two men in the distance, shook his head and smiled bitterly, remembering the frightened Lu Ying, and quickly turned around and walked towards the inner room of the main hall.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Ying standing at the door with a pale face looking at him. Although his beautiful eyes that were so charming that they drip out of water were now lost in panic, Gao Zhan had a charming charm of me feeling sad. Especially her bright red and sexy soft lips were tightly pursed by the horror in her heart, which made Gao Zhan feel very urge to kiss and soothe.

"Sister Lu, it's okay." Gao Zhan tried his best to make his smile appear relaxed, showing sunshine, and walked to Lu Ying and comforted him softly.

Lu Ying was stunned, and his despaired heart suddenly improved. Seeing Gao Zhan's eyes full of concern, he had been filled with grievances for many days, and tears flowed down his face.

Seeing the tears flowing out of her moving eyes, Gao Zhan felt heartbroken inexplicably. With impulse, he couldn't help but kick them again at Biaozi and Xigou who were lying on the ground in the main hall.

"You go quickly, they have a lot of people..." Lu Ying obviously knew that Brother Qiang escaped to call more people to help. She looked up at the sky helplessly.

Gao Zhan stared blankly at Lu Ying, who was completely sad and pityful at this moment, and couldn't help but be tranced. He forgot to answer the conversation for a while, and looked at her like a wooden chicken, without saying anything.

Brother Qiang's speed of calling people was obviously beyond Lu Ying's expectations. She wanted to persuade Gao Zhan to leave this again, but on the road leading to the village, a group of fifteen or sixteen black T-shirts appeared, and rushed towards the ancestral hall in a fierce manner.

"It's over, it's too late, their people are coming..." Lu Ying's attention had long been pulled back from the sky by the chapel sounds of chapels. At this time, she was obviously a little helpless and she felt no longer shed tears, and her expression became tumultuous.

Hearing her whisper, Gao Zhan looked out.

At the front were two bald men who were not as tall as Biaozi but were obviously stronger than him.

One of the men had a scorpion tattoo on his bald head, which made him look particularly ferocious with his leopard head, ringed eyes and thick lips.

Another bald man had thick arms and thick legs, and his black T-shirt was tightly bounced tightly by his bulging muscles. He had a horse face and a hooked nose that made him look like a vicious character.

After glanced at Biaozi and Xigou who were lying on the ground, Gao Zhan seemed to strengthen his confidence. He knew that today's things were no longer good, unless he could watch Lu Ying let the other party get rid of it, but how could he make this existence like a goddess in his heart be bullied at all.

With his clenched fists tightly, Gao Zhan looked towards the other party with a little nervous look. When he passed by Lu Ying, he glanced at her, reached out and patted her soft shoulders, "Don't worry!"

Regardless of Lu Ying's reaction, Gao Zhan raised his foot and walked towards the ancestral hall courtyard.

"It's this kid, Biaozi and Xigou were both injured by him!" Brother Qiang shouted in the crowd that rushed over.

The bald man with a scorpion tattooed on his head rushed towards Gao Zhan after hearing Brother Qiang's screams.

Gao Zhan bit his cheeks tightly, clenched his fists, and clenched his teeth and met him.

The bald man with a scorpion with a head tattoo waved a bakery baton in his hand. Without saying a word, he hugged his head and smashed Gao Zhan's forehead.

Gao Zhan kicked out like a flash of lightning, kicking the opponent's right wrist quickly and accurately, kicking the baton in the opponent's hand away with one kick. As soon as his right foot landed, he turned around with force. His left foot almost kicked the opponent's thigh quickly and fiercely while he turned around.

The bald man with a scorpion with a head-on scorpion could not stop his forward rushing momentum. The two forces collided with each other and the effect of one plus one being completely greater than two was revealed. He heard the guy screaming. Before he could finish the action of bent down and holding his legs with one foot, Gao Zhan pressed his stamina and thrust his right knee hard, and hit the opponent's face.

Gao Zhan's blow obviously did not stop there. His right foot suddenly jumped out without waiting for it to land. He kicked it tightly and slammed the opponent's heart. The short and strong man weighing no less than 160 kilograms kicked it and retreated more than two meters in a row. He fell heavily, holding his right knee and spinning on the ground, and snarling his heart. He covered his center and screamed in pain.

Then, Gao Zhan's opponent was not the only bald man with a scorpion with a head pattern. Another big man with a hook nose attacked from the left when Gao Zhan pushed his right foot into the opponent's heart. He punched Gao Zhan in the middle of Gao Zhan's right cheek and staggered back several steps.

A trace of blood overflowed along Gao Zhan's tightly pursed lips. Gao Zhan didn't bother to raise his hand to wipe it. After standing firm, his body tilted to the right, allowing the eagle-nosed man to punch the left fist, and he kicked his left foot sideways and hard on the outside of his opponent's right leg.

This guy obviously had already prevented Gao Zhan's foot. He retreated violently the moment Gao Zhan's right heel just touched his calf. Although he removed most of Gao Zhan's leg strength, the remaining force still made the big man shake his body, and stretched his hand to rub his thighs hard.

At this time, the large group of people called by Brother Qiang had entered the ancestral hall courtyard. Gao Zhan kicked the bald man with a scorpion with a head-shaped scorpion to the ground with three legs, allowing the whole group to see clearly.

"Wei Biao, are you sure?" asked a middle-aged man with a national face in a deep voice.

"No problem, Brother Xiong!" The eagle-nosed bald man stared at Gao Zhan with a triangular eyes, stopped rubbing his thighs, and his half-bent waist slowly straightened up, and slowly stepped towards Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan only wants to have fun. In practice, he proved that the kicking method he had been practicing in junior high school was still effective, no matter how many people the opponent was. He stepped on the ground with his feet steadily, and his steady steps were as powerful as stepping on the ground paved with stones with every step.

Weibiao obviously practiced boxing or Sanda. He flexibly changed his footwork, with his left fist in front and right fist behind, and he couldn't keep wandering around high.

The other party did not take action, and Gao Zhan was not in a hurry to make trouble. He remembered that Tiezhu had already gone to the village to call people. The longer the time delayed, the more beneficial it was to him.

He lowered his head slightly, his steps could not stop changing directions, staring at Weibiao's constant changes in his eyes, Gao Zhan raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corner of his mouth.

When he turned to the gate of the main hall of the ancestral hall, he saw Lu Ying's beautiful eyes that were supposed to be full of charm and coldness, but at this moment he became so sad and sad. The beautiful face created by meticulously crafted was pale and dull, but her tightly lip seemed to have an indescribable strength.

Gao Zhan felt a heartache that he didn't come to heart, and then the nameless fire was burning.

"Miscellaneous, scum, come on! Take action!" Gao Zhan hit his chest with his fist, his eyes slowly turned red, and Chao Weibiao shouted and scolded in anger.

As if he was angry by Gao Zhan's arrogant provocation, Wei Biao rushed towards Gao Zhan frantically. With the full speed forward, Wei Biao's left fist roared out and smashed Gao Zhan's face.

As if he was angry by Gao Zhan's arrogant provocation, Wei Biao rushed forward and smashed his left fist towards Gao Zhan's face.

Gao Zhan did not retreat but advanced, and kicked his right foot, which made people kick Wei Biao's left wrist with incredibly accurate, causing his left arm, which had been exhausted, to be kicked in the air before he could touch Gao Zhan's face. The ready-to-go right fist also made Wei Biao not know how to attack this punch because of this change.

When Gao Zhan was stunned, he would not miss the opportunity. His right foot fell to the ground and his body turned sideways. With the help of the force of the twisting of his waist and thighs, his left foot kicked out like lightning. When the opponent's heavy fist was only half a foot away from his nose, he slammed firmly on Weibiao's lower abdomen.

Weibiao's body weighing nearly 180 kilograms was kicked back nearly two meters away by this kick, and could no longer hold on, and fell down with a bang!

Seeing this, Brother Xiong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Fuck me!" This kid brought down all four of his best fighters, and it would be difficult for the guys to end if they don't move.

A cold light flashed, and Cheng Fan faced Gao Zhan's fifteen black T-shirts, including Huangmao Brother Qiang, all of whom pulled out the cold watermelon knife from behind.

Seeing these guys rushing towards Gao Zhan, Lu Ying suddenly came over from the door, stretched out his hands and blocked Gao Zhan, screaming: "Gao Zhan, run quickly!"

"Lu Ying, get out of the way and don't let them hurt you!" Gao Zhan pulled Lu Ying's wrist and pulled her to her side, protecting her behind her.

"Don't worry about me, go quickly!" Lu Ying tried to break away from Gao Zhan's big hand, and when he pulled it, Gao Zhan's right hand accidentally touched her plump and firm breasts.

Gao Zhan took the opportunity to hug her in his arms and shouted decisively: "Don't think about it, I will never let them touch you!"

Lu Ying, who was hugged by a man in his arms, had a shy red tide that was completely different from the pale and bleak before.

Over the years, she has never been touched by any man. It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but that no one dares to approach her. At this moment, she suddenly felt that the man’s arms were really warm and strong, giving her an unprecedented sense of security.

Perhaps it was because of subconsciousness that she couldn't help but reach out and hug Gao Zhan's waist tightly. She felt that this man was her support.

Gao Zhanjun's sunny temperament is something she has never seen before, and is very different from the young men in the village. He is handsome and tall. Although he thought he was a little lustful before, who has seen her does not have this expression?

She hugged her hands tightly. At this moment, she knew that only the man in front of her could protect her, and only the man in front of her would not be as afraid of her like the men in the village after knowing her.

Perhaps she has suffered too much grievance and has suffered too many rolls of eyes, and deep in her heart, she is actually very eager for a man to protect her regardless of the so-called fate of the hundred tigers and stars. She is no longer afraid of the sharp steel knife in the hands of those foreigners. Perhaps, it is also a kind of happiness to die in the arms of this man!

Unconsciously, she held Gao Zhan's hands and tried hard again, and put the pink noodles full of redness on Gao Zhan's chest.

Unfortunately, Gao Zhan was very focused on how to deal with these gangsters holding sharp blades, and he had no intention of distracting himself to feel the delicate body of Lu Ying. Otherwise, he would definitely have to stimulate him to make his nose bleeding.

"Borrow him!" Brother Xiong also had a sharp German-made slash in his hand, and he swung his sword first to rush towards Gao Zhan.

"Bang!" A dull gunshot suddenly came. A burst of dust flew in the ground in front of Brother Xiong.

Brother Xiong stopped and looked at the thin holes covered with the ground apart. He suddenly turned his head and looked back, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.

I saw a murderous beard holding a double-barrel hunting rifle with a gun barrel and smoke emitting from the barrel. I rushed over with no less than forty middle-aged villagers. A double-barrel hunting rifle might not make Brother Xiong feel cold, but the more than forty villagers each had a double-barrel hunting rifle, nearly fifty double-barrel hunting rifle, and hundreds of black holes all aimed at Brother Xiong and his group of people, which was a bit scary.
Chapter completed!