"You brat, you don't open your eyes wide. Do you think you can offend anyone in this world?" The pockmarked young man took the lead in attacking Zhu Lin and slashed with his sword.
Although Zhu Lin didn't know anything about the world, he was not stupid. One look at this situation and he knew that these four people were not good people. Those children were probably robbed, and their parents were probably crying somewhere.
That Mazi slashed with a powerful sword, using almost 90% of his strength. He just wanted to kill this nosy kid with one knife. Anyway, outside the city, there was no one around, and the killing was just an unsolved case. That’s all.
But who would have expected that when his knife slashed down, it somehow broke into two pieces. The young man in front of him seemed to have been standing there with his hands behind his back, without even moving his fingers. What was going on
Zhu Lin smiled and said, "I'm afraid your sword must be old. How come it breaks when the wind blows?"
Mazi was so angry that he threw down the broken knife, raised his fist and hit the young man's abdomen hard.
The young man still refused to evade, and stood calmly, as if the fist was not hitting him at all.
The fist hit the young man's abdomen steadily, but after hearing several crunching sounds, the pockmarked hand hung down softly, and the bones of the entire arm were broken into several pieces.
Zhu Lin's smile continued: "It seems that your hand is too old. It is broken by the weather with just a slight movement. What a pity!"
Mazi screamed in pain, and the three people watching in the car were dumbfounded. They had met an expert!
They knew Mazi's kung fu very well. Although he was not the most powerful among the three, he was still ranked second, not much worse than the first. However, he failed without even making a move and lost his arm. What's more important is that , the other party didn't make any moves, not even a single move.
They no longer dared to get out of the car, so they just raised their whips and tried to take the opportunity to escape.
In front of Zhu Lin, it was not so easy to escape. He finally stretched out his hand behind his back, and with a slight lift, the three people in the car were thrown off the carriage.
At this time, there were bursts of footsteps in the distance. It was the soldiers from the government who arrived. The soldiers surrounded two cars with five people in the middle. A middle-aged man wearing a police officer's uniform walked into the circle and said in a deep voice: "Take them all."
The four people knew that there was no chance of escape, so they simply allowed themselves to be captured.
But Zhu Lin is different. He is different from these four people. He is not a prisoner, so naturally he cannot be arrested.
"I'm not the same as them." Zhu Lin still had a smile on his face and his temperament was indifferent.
My mother once said that when you are out in the world and face strangers, you must not show your emotions, and do not show your joy or anger on your face, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Of course, he is not afraid of trouble at all, and even looks forward to trouble. In fact, his life in the first sixteen years was too boring and boring, so now everything he sees and encounters feels very novel.
Those four people were tricked by Zhu Lin. Now that they saw the situation, they naturally couldn't let him go. They hurriedly said: "He is with us. We all follow his orders. Mr. Qingtian, we are all fooled by him." Forced, look, my brother just refused to obey his orders, so he broke his arm."
The policeman didn't wake up from what he said. A pair of sharp eyes glanced back and forth at the two of them, and said in a deep voice: "If you have anything to say, let's go back to the Yamen. Your Majesty will judge for you."
The so-called yamen refers to the government! Zhu Lin thought for a while and decided to go and have fun and see if the trial case was what Aunt Fang said!
PS: The writing has come to an end, don’t worry, it will end soon, very soon!