C9

An Zheng's blade was very blunt, a wood chopping knife was used to cut meat, it was obviously not easy to cut. Of course, the feeling of flesh might be deeper. The people outside the silver circle were wailing even more miserably than the cats in heat. The blood dyed the silver red and then seeped into the soil. It dyed the soil a grayish-black color, just like the dark side of a person's heart.

The two meter diameter circle was not big, and was the best distance for An Zheng to use his blade with every step he took. He stood in the middle of the circle formed by Silver equipment. No matter which way he attacked, every step he took was very, very perfect. Every blow from the machete caused a person to fall to the ground. As a result, the people who had fallen outside the circle quickly piled up, but none of them were dead yet.

Based on An Zheng's character, killing people was nothing. But there was a line in An Zheng's heart, those who were in the know would definitely die, and those who were in the shadows would be able to keep their lives. This line is the degree of evil ? These people who had rushed in were still in a damnable state.

When more than half of the local people had collapsed and the dozens of people had formed a human wall around the silver circle, the people outside finally realized something. They began to flinch and look at each other, their eyes saying, You're not coming? And the look in his eyes when he came back meant, "Why didn't you come back?" It was normal for the Nanshan Street to fight, and it was even more common for the Fantasy Eternal Residence City to fight like this.

However, it was a group of able-bodied men that had been knocked down. The one to take action was a thin teenager around the age of ten, so the scene was especially shocking. It was a kind of bloody, violent, and beautiful scene.

An Zheng wiped away the blood on his face. That warmth allowed him to have a sense of what it felt like to be blessed and avenged. Back then, he had broken through the order with a single slash. One slash after another, he managed to break through the laws of this world.

"Do you guys still have any answers for me? Why would a good person follow the rules while a bad person doesn't?" "Who exactly is the rule set up for?"

That youth covered in blood slightly raised his chin as he seriously asked this question. No one dared to treat him as an idiot anymore.

"Because... Only by breaking the rules can you become a bad person? "

Outside the circle, a muscular man who was trembling in fear answered subconsciously. He did not realize that his legs were trembling.

An Zheng grinned, his bloodied face exposing white teeth, causing people to shudder: "That's interesting ?. Thus, at the root of it all, the law did not restrict good people. Rather, it restricted the wicked. For example, this circle is the law. If you touch the law, you must pay the price. "

No one understood his words.

When the first person turned around and ran away, the defeat could no longer be stopped. The rest of them had all run away, and by this time the sun had not fully set. It had only been a few minutes since An Zheng killed the first person and caused them to flee. His precise actions gave birth to fear in the hearts of everyone. Everyone looked to be miserably injured, but none of them had been harmed in the least.

Standing at the intersection, Chen Pu's expression kept changing, because he did not know if he should continue with his plan. The people of the nine great bandits did not appear. Not to mention those nine cowards, even their s did not reveal themselves. It was clear that the nine great bandits had already detected the plans of the Chen Family. Thus, if what he did next was just to kill this youth, was this plan worth it?

A youth wearing a white mink fur coat walked to his side, his eyes unblinking as he looked in the direction of the rundown courtyard. This youth looked to be around ten years of age, and half a head taller than An Zheng. The clothes he wore was extremely gorgeous, and within his handsome face, there was an incomprehensible coldness and arrogance. He was just a ten-year old child, but the shrewdness in his eyes was deeper than that of an adult.

His face was like jade, lips red and teeth white. This young man was very beautiful.

"Third Uncle wants to kill that brat?"

The youth pointed at An Zheng.

Chen Pu's attitude towards this youth was a little disrespectful to his seniority as he bent down slightly: "Young Master, our original plan was to deal with the Nine Bandits, this brat is just a primer. But now, the nine great bandits didn't appear. It was clear that they wanted to give up on this brat. Therefore, there didn't seem to be a need for this plan to continue. I was just about to send someone to ask the old master what he should do and wait for his orders. "

"There's no need to trouble my father with such a small matter."

white-clothed youth said haughtily: "Since there is no need to continue with the nine great bandits' plan, then let's just withdraw everyone here ? He is much stronger than Zhang Lei and the other unruly lackeys. Third Uncle can bring him back now. "This person has a vicious heart. If he can be nurtured well, he will become my right-hand man in the future."

He turned around and said, "In the future, I will be taking over the Chen Family's assets. Now that I am eleven years old, I should find some helpers that I can use."

He felt a chill run down his spine. He had an unspeakable fear of the eleven-year-old. He didn't know why, but every time he looked at the young master, he felt like he wasn't looking at a person. That sort of cold feeling was like the young master had crawled out of hell to become a devil. He then looked at the distant dispute in the dilapidated little courtyard, which was resting while sitting on a chair. Suddenly, he discovered that the feeling from that wild brat was even stronger.

"Understood, since Young Master has already decided, let's not continue with the plan."

Chen Pu waved his hands, and all the assassins of Chen Family retreated.

"Third Uncle, I'm eleven years old now. You can call me Young Master in the future, but don't add that small word. It sounds a little harsh on my ears."

After leaving these words behind, the white-clothed youth left with large strides. Seven or eight youths around his age crowded around him, as if protecting the emperor. Those boys were helpers that the white-clothed youth had found himself. They had slowly turned into dogs. Moreover, they were a group of dogs that were raised from their age, they might be able to become mastiff s in a few years. As long as white-clothed youth pointed forward, they would pounce on their prey and tear it into pieces.

Chen Pu walked for a while. When he turned his head back, he realized that the youth called An Zheng had already dragged the wailing wounded out of the small fencing courtyard. The young man grabbed the wounded's ankles with one hand and dragged them out like a dead dog, then casually threw them outside the door.

An Zheng felt a little tired. He had attacked a little too many times today, and this body still had some injuries, and was not light. He tossed the last wounded out the door, and while panting heavily, he returned to the courtyard and sat down. There was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead. It was not from exhaustion, but from pain.

The fellows in the academy had yet to recover from their injuries. The pain in their organs made them feel as if they had been completely twisted into a fried dough twist. An Zheng thought about what kind of injurious drug he could find in this place, and if he really couldn't hold it anymore, he should start using the medicine. He had tens of thousands of different formulas of pill in his head. He had developed the injurious drug of Law Department himself, but he didn't even have the materials to concoct the most ordinary set of white medicine.

Just at this time, An Zheng heard the sound of shoes stepping on water. An Zheng did not raise his head. From the Footsteps's words, he knew that it was Fatty Du Shoushou. This fellow's Footsteps was very heavy, and its breathing was heavier. It was obvious that it had been running all the way here.

When An Zheng raised his head, he saw that the fatty's face had already distorted from shock and nervousness. The sight of the wounded and bleeding outside had obviously stirred Fatty's heart.

"An Zheng, are you alright?"

Fatty dashed into the courtyard while stepping on those fellows. His shoes were already stained red with blood.

An Zheng shook his head: "I'm fine, but the internal injuries I suffered from Wang Meng's beatings earlier were not too good."

Du Shoushou bent down and carried An Zheng without any explanation: "Come, let's go to the medicine store. Your current appearance is too scary, I don't know if you have your own blood on you or not."

After taking two steps, he turned around to look at the silver before returning to grab a handful and putting it away. In the medicine store, Song Lang only recognized silver and didn't recognize anyone. The fatty looked at the circle of silver and sighed, "What a pity, once we leave, the money will no longer be kept."

An Zheng swung his hand, and the firewood knife flew out, landing on the ground right in the middle of the white circle with a pu sound. The handle of the blade went up, as if it was pointing a ruler at the ground.

An Zheng lay on Du Shoushou's back and laughed: "Let's go. With this machete, at least no one from Nanshan Street would dare come. The people of Chen Family will not act rashly when they see the nine great bandits. If nothing unexpected happens, they will help guard the silver. "

Du Shoushou didn't know how An Zheng could be so confident, he was only worried about An Zheng's injuries. Carrying An Zheng on his back, he rushed to the only medicine store in Nanshan Street. The kitten in An Zheng's embrace squeezed its head out from the gap between the two of them and looked around in confusion, revealing an expression that said "who's suppressing us".

At the street corner, Chen Pu waved his hand, "Protect this courtyard. If anyone dares to touch that silver, we can immediately kill them. If the people from the Nine Bandits come, then just say that Big Brother An is our Chen Family's honored guest in the future and that he has nothing to do with the Nine Bandits anymore. From the moment they allowed An Zheng to face all of this on his own, they had already given up their relationship with An Zheng. Little... No one can stop the person that Young Master wants. "

With that, he turned and left. A dozen black clothed Chen Family thugs walked over quickly and protected An Zheng's small courtyard.

On the main street, Du Shoushou was carrying An Zheng as he wildly dashed. The bumpy An Zheng had the illusion that his internal organs were being shaken out of his body. But fortunately, Du Shoushou had a lot of muscles on him, so the shock absorbing effect was not bad. Therefore, An Zheng could not help but ask: "Fatty... You haven't even eaten meat a few times, how can you be so fat? "

"How the f * ck would I know? Are you saying that my entire body of flesh is wronged by me?"

"How wronged."

"Oh right, An Zheng, how much is three thousand silver?"

"You have no future. Your goal in life is to convert anything into how much meat is worth?"

"F * ck, if I can eat meat, what do I need?"

"Ha ha-ha ha, what you just said is so f * cking reasonable that there's no way to refute it."

An Zheng laughed really hard, his internal organs were hurting too, but he laughed so happily, he couldn't stop. It had been a very, very long time since such a pure friendship had last appeared by his side. As An Zheng laid on the fatty's back, he thought to himself that in the future, he would definitely let him eat meat everyday. However, thinking about how simple Fatty's life was, having meat to eat was enough. The goal was simple, and people were easily satisfied. It would make them happier.

"Fatty, I'll make you a high-ranking official from now on, okay?"

"Not good. You should just be a high-ranking official. I'll be your henchman."

"I'll hit whoever I say?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, that's a deal. "If I say 'beat him up' in the future, you just have to rush up and beat him up."

"No problem, but I'm not going to hit my parents."

"Nonsense!" Why did I hit your parents ? Oh right, Fatty, what kind of girl do you like? Is she fair and fat, or is she delicate and slim? We will be famous in the Nanshan Street in the future, and you will have a lot of admirers then. "

"You have to be white and fat. Those who are too skinny will fight with me for meat. Those who are fat won't be lacking meat, right?"

"?"

"Meow ~"

At this time, the white cat Xiao Shan cried out, as if he despised Du Shoushou's ideal of life.