The heart-wrenching pain made Cui Hongliang's whole body tremble. Zilong took advantage of the situation to get rid of Cui Hongliang's control, twisted his palms from his shoulders, divided his tendons and bones, and controlled Cui Weihao tightly in his hands.

"Who do you think will die?" Zilong's voice came again, and Cui Hongliang was so scared that he was shocked again.

Cui Hongliang's breathing was tight, and beads of sweat rolled down from his face. The pain and mental pressure made him breathless.

This is the first time Cui Hongliang has felt the fear of death since he was a child. The boy in front of him seems to have a special temperament, a temperament that can make people believe in the hearts of the hearts and the hearts of the hearts.

"You...who are you?" Cui Hongliang asked in a trembling voice.

"I have asked you two questions. Did you ask me first if you didn't reply?" Zilong leaned forward, and his low voice frightened Cui Hongliang again, hitting Cui Hongliang's fierce beating heart.

Cui Hongliang was struggling for a while, but decided to beg for mercy honestly, and replied in a low voice:

"I...I...I'm wrong."

"I didn't hear it." As he said that, Zilong increased the strength in his hand again.

"Ah...ah~"

The heart-wrenching pain came again, Cui Hongliang's face turned red with pain, and he could no longer pretend to be a good man, and he hurriedly shouted:

"I was wrong, let me go!"

"What I asked is not right or wrong, but who did you say is finished? Who would die?"

Listening to the boy's death-seeking voice like a death-seeking voice, Cui Hongliang's last line of defense collapsed, lowered his head, and replied truthfully with the tight breathing sound:

"I said...I said I'm finished, I said I'll die..."

Zilong let go of his hand and greeted the villagers at Sun Zai:

"Twist them all over."

Following Zilong's instructions, Sun Zai, Goudan, Zuozi and many villagers worked hand in hand, lifting Cui Weihao, who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, and his pants were not worn properly, and his butt was exposed, and he raised them one by one and threw them out one by one.

Looking at the two young guys carrying themselves, Cui Weihao begged for mercy:

"Brother, be gentle."

"Just take a look."

After saying that, Goudan, Zuozi shook his arm and threw Cui Weihao out like garbage.

"Ao! My ass!"

...

"Get out! Get out as far as I can!"

The thugs supported Cui Weihao and Cui Hongliang and got up from the ground. Just as they were about to leave, they were stopped by Zilong behind them.

"Wait, I forgot to tell you something, then don't look for Han Desong. He is already dead and I killed him. If you want to take revenge, come and find me."

Listening to Zilong's calm voice, everyone's hearts sank. Cui Hongliang was still shocked and dared not speak out.

Cui Weihao was very grateful and thought it was okay, but fortunately he didn't mess with Han Desong, otherwise he would have been killed by him.

"By the way, there is another thing. If you dare to disturb the villagers here again, even if the villagers lack a hair, after I cut off the Qing Shiang in Baidi City a year later, I will definitely visit you!"

Zilong showed a cruel look, and he beat him up word by word, which scared Cui and his men to urinate, fleeing with their heads in a mess...

At this time, Cui Hongliang finally knew who this vicious boy was. He dared to say that he would kill Qing Shiang a year later. Who else could there be except Zhao Zilong?

"What a big mom's back!"

...

Seeing Cui Weihao and Cui Hongliang running away in a panic, the cruelty on Zilong's face disappeared and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zilong knew very well that when dealing with Cui Weihao and Cui Hongliang, who bully the weak and fear the strong, would be cruel. Only by scaring them out of their courage can the villagers here obtain Chang'an.

Looking at Cui Hongliang and others who were urinating, the villagers cheered and applauded. Zilong's words could be said to have saved their village from worries. Otherwise, even if Cui Hongliang and others were driven away today, tomorrow, what awaited them would be crazy revenge...

"Master! Thank you so much!" Sun Zai came to Zilong with a smile on his face.

However, the next second, Zilong kicked over with a whirlwind leg, and kicked Sun Zai with a kick, screaming.

"Master, I..." Sun Zai looked innocent.

"What are you? I ask you, the last time you were at the gate of Shetuo City, you were not a harsh person to the old man, why, why are you protecting the old man again?"

"My grandpa, I can only fight him. If someone else touches me, I will fight him to the death..."

But before Sun Zai finished speaking, Zilong had already kicked up his second kick, and kicked Sun Zai so hard that he screamed.

"Master, it hurts..."

"What does it mean that you can only hit? You can't touch it!"

"I understand, master." Sun Zai scratched his head, looking like he was being taught.

"Remember, let me find out that you are disrespectful to the old man, what I will say is a big-eared shave." Zilong said intimidatingly.

"Yeah, I understand." Sun Jae swallowed and spitted, answering honestly.

"In the past, kowtow to your grandpa and admit his mistake."

"oh."

"Grandpa, I was wrong." Sun Zai then knelt in front of Mr. Sun and kowtowed a big sound.

Looking at Sun Zai, who was obedient in the quilt, the villagers talked about it:

"Did you hear that Sun Zai called Master Zhao Zilong?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, I said why Sun Zai has become much more honest recently? It turns out that he was zhifu by Zhao Zilong."

...

"Grandpa Sun, discuss something with you. Regarding Sun Zai, I want to take him to Changshan and practice under my master. Changshan is not far from here, and according to Sun Zai's journey, it will only take one day at most. Of course, if you want, you can go together." Zilong came to the side and discussed with Mr. Sun.

"Master...Child, I have no objection to what you said. Let my grandson go with you. I am old and live here, which is great." Old Master Sun almost said a word and hurriedly changed his words.

"I want to go into the house and say a few words to Zai'er alone." Mr. Sun made his own request.

Zilong nodded. After all, he had to go far, so grandfather arranged a few words for his grandson. Zilong didn't take it seriously.

Then, Sun Zai followed Mr. Sun into the house.

And the villagers around were still discussing fiercely:

Shengzi: "Goudan, did you hear it? Zhao Zilong said he would take Sun Zai to Changshan!"

Goudan: "I heard it, I heard it, the mountains in the east of Shetuo City, according to the old people, there is an old god living there."

Zuozi: "You really bully me for being a little student, so how can there be any gods?"

"What do you little kids know? Mr. Gongsun is the old god."

The village chief touched his long white beard and said meaningfully. In the memory of the 70-year-old village chief, the deeds of the ghost doctor Gongsun Jin were the ones he told him when he wore open-crotch pants...

At this time, Sun Jae looked at his abnormal grandfather and was very puzzled. Sun Jae, who had lived with his grandfather for many years, always felt that the grandfather in front of him was no longer the old man who had never fought back, scolded him, and was confused. His grandfather seemed to have a more temperament, and his every move became particularly calm.

"Zai'er."

"exist."

"If I say next, you can't remember a word of it." Old Master Sun's expression was serious and his tone was heavy.

Sun Jae was frightened by his grandfather's tone. Although he didn't know why his grandfather suddenly changed his temperament, he still nodded honestly.

Mr. Sun opened his mouth and told Sun Zai:

"The boy outside the door will be your master in the future. Even if he is crushed to pieces, you must keep him in good condition."

"Ah?" Sun Zai was stunned. What did this mean? Did his grandfather really hurt his head?

"He is my master. I said that if my master dies in Baidi City, I will never live alone." Sun Zai scratched his head and replied.

"If you die, he can't die!" Old Master Sun turned around with an angry eyes, and a fierce light suddenly appeared.

"ah?"

Just in Sun Zai's confusion, Old Master Sun had already come to Sun Zai's face and stared at Sun Zai's pupils with his turbid eyes.

Suddenly, something shocked Sun Jae happened.

His grandfather's turbid eyes became much clearer, and a mysterious red light surged, and bloody lotus bloomed around his grandfather's black pupils...

Three red lights flashed, and they rushed directly into Sun Zai's eyes from Mr. Sun's pupils. Sun Zai only felt a burning heat in his eyes. After the burning sensation disappeared, he could clearly feel that there were three powerful forces in his eyes.

"Grandpa, this is..."

"I haven't cared about you much before, and I turned a blind eye to what you did, but from today on, your life belongs to the young man outside the door. The three powers I give you are the remnant soul of the Red Eye Tiger. At critical moments, you can save your life, and you don't need to ask more about the others..."

Sun Zai was stunned and couldn't say a word for a moment. He used to think that he was the one who knew his grandfather the best, but now it seems that he knew nothing at all...

...

I don’t know how long it took, Sun Jae pushed open the door and came out of the room with great worries. He has not recovered until now when his grandfather said that.

Zilong saw Sun Zai's expression and asked in wonder:

"What's wrong?"
To be continued...