He swaggered towards the crowd,
A pair of triangular eyes scanned Chen Yue'e's body back and forth, with a disgusting lewd smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Third Master I've played with a lot of women, but I've never tried this kind of country girl... Tsk, this figure has a different taste."
Chen Yue'e was shaking like chaff, his legs were weak, he wanted to run but couldn't exert any strength, he could only hold on to Jiang Fa's sleeves.
On the other side, Ding Kui pouted at Meng Chang: "Go on, take off the last few clothes on your beloved baby, and let Old Master Tang see clearly. If he still refuses to talk after this girl is stripped naked, we will do it one by one in front of the whole house."
Old Master Tang roared, "You bunch of beasts! Even if I die, I won't make it easy for you!"
"Death?"
Ding Kui laughed loudly, "It's not easy for you to want to die now? But if you die, what will happen to your daughter? What will happen to your family? I have a lot of patience, so I will take my time."
A stern look flashed in his eyes. "Brother Meng, don't keep your father-in-law waiting in a hurry."
Meng Chang raised his head with trembling all over.
His face was covered with tears, and there was half a piece of dried snot hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he looked extremely miserable.
He looked at Tang Jin'er, whose clothes were torn apart by himself, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but was soon swallowed up by deeper fear.
"Jin'er...Jin'er Just bear with it... just bear with it and it will pass... I don't want to die... I really don't want to die!"
While crying, he stretched out his hand again.
Tang Jin'er no longer has the strength to struggle.
She was lying on the cold bluestone ground, her coat was torn to pieces, and the collar of her middle coat was torn open, revealing her tear-soaked coat and a piece of snow-white skin.
Her hands were in vain to protect her chest, and her voice was dry and hoarse, and she could only make a hissing sound.
"Meng...Meng Chang... you might as well kill me..."
Meng Chang's hands were shaking violently, but he still grabbed the hem of her shirt and lifted it up with his eyes closed.
"Stab..."
The sound of fabric tearing was particularly clear in the silent courtyard.
Tang Jin'er let out a short scream and curled up into a ball.
Master Tang's eyes were about to burst, and he was bursting with tears. "You beasts, I say, I say all, I will give you whatever you want, please stop...
Ding Kui laughed ferociously, "I asked you to say it just now but you didn't say it. Now, I don't want to hear it anymore."
On the other side, just as Han Qing stretched out his hand to Chen Yue'e with a lewd smile,
The next moment.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound echoed through the hall,
Han Qing felt as if he had been hit head-on by a running bull, flew backwards, and crashed into the pillars outside the living room.
The pillars broke in response.
Han Qing was embedded in the broken wooden pillar, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, his limbs twitched a few times, and then fell silent again.
The whole hall was dead silent.
Everyone froze in place as if a restraining spell had been cast on them.
Ding Kui The proud and evil smile on his face suddenly solidified.
Mo Laoliu froze in place holding the knife.
Meng Chang's hand grabbing Tang Jin'er's bellyband was hanging in the air.
Jiang Fa slowly retracted his fist and shook away a few drops of blood splashed on his cuffs.
He raised his head and looked past Meng Chang, who was lying limply on the ground, and landed on Ding Kui.
"We are all men, what's the point of bullying women?"
Ding Kui's pupils suddenly shrank.
One punch.
Just one punch.
No matter how you say it, Han Qing is a master of Early An Jin. Over the years, he has followed him to lick blood, and the lives on his hands have been eighty to one hundred.
But such a number one person was killed with one punch by the young man in front of him.
"The idea is prickly..."
Ding Kui felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. Without any hesitation, he pulled out a short knife from his back and shouted in a low voice, "Mo Laoliu, come on together!"
Mo Laoliu came back from the shock, clenched the long knife in his hand, looked at Jiang Fa in confusion, but took half a step back unconsciously.
"Boss Ding, this... this kid..."
"Stop talking nonsense! No matter how powerful he is, there is only one person! Come together and kill him!"
Ding Kui had a ferocious look on his face, stepped on his feet, and rushed towards Jiang Fa like a cheetah.
The short knife drew a cold arc in his hand and went straight to Jiang Fa's throat.
This knife is fast and cruel, it is Ding Kui's unique killing skill.
He knew in his heart that since the man in front of him dared to take action at this time, he must have some abilities.
Jiang Fa moves his feet and moves Wind-Chasing Steps,
The figure suddenly turned into a black shadow, and before Ding Kui's short knife fell, it was already in front of the charging Mo Laoliu.
Mo Laoliu's pupils shrank sharply, and before he had time to hold out the long knife in his hand, Jiang Fa's right fist had already struck him under his ribs.
"Crack...!"
With a teeth-piercing crisp sound, half of Mo Laoliu's sternum collapsed instantly, the long knife flew out from his hand, and the whole person flew out like a kite with its string broken.
Half of the carved wooden door outside the living room was knocked down hard, and there was no sound again.
One punch.
Another punch.
Ding Kui The soul of the dead emerged, and the short knife turned into a stab, going straight to Jiang Fa's back heart.
Jiang Fa Without looking back, he made a mistake with his foot. His body was close to the blade of the knife and he could barely avoid it. The short knife grazed the clothes on his lower back and opened a half-foot-long slit in his new robe.
"Early An Jin... impossible!"
Sensing the aura fluctuations on Jiang Fa's body, Ding Kui hissed in disbelief.
Even so, he didn't dare to pause for a moment, and instead of withdrawing his dagger, he struck forward three times in a row, heading straight for Jiang Fa's vital point.
Jiang Fa did not dodge or evade, the veins on his right arm popped out, and he punched the side of the short sword.
Bang!
The short sword was smashed into pieces, and half of the blade flew out.
With a "pop" sound, it penetrated deeply into the trunk of a plum tree outside the living room.
Ding Kui The tiger's mouth exploded, and the entire right arm was dislocated from the shock. His body staggered and couldn't stop retreating.
There was no trace of ferocity on his face anymore, only boundless fear and horror remained.
Jiang Fa took advantage of his daze, moved his foot, and struck Ding Kui hard on the jaw with his right fist.
"Boom!"
His whole body was knocked off the ground by Jiang Fa's punch, and he did somersaults in mid-air, and then fell heavily.
Ding Kui turned over and knelt on the ground. Blood was gushing from his mouth and nose. Looking at the murderous figure in front of him, he stretched out his hand and begged, "Please... please... let me go... let me go..."
Jiang Fa looked cold and indifferent at all, and kicked out hard.
the next moment,
Ding Kui was kicked away like a ball, until it broke a roof ridge and stopped moving.
The whole courtyard was dead silent.
Old Master Tang was lying on the ground, his eyes wide open, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word.
Tang Jin'er was huddled under the pillars, his clothes had been torn to pieces, he was covering his front with only his hands, looking at the young man standing in the courtyard with blurry eyes.
Jiang Fa walked up to Tang Jin'er, took off his new scratched robe, and gently covered her body,
Tang Jin'er's body trembled, and she burst into tears. She cried heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to cry out all the fear and grievances she had just felt.
Meng Chang was paralyzed on the side, with wetness between his legs and his whole body shaking.
Jiang Fa turned around and glanced at him, Meng Chang suddenly felt like a ghost, as if being stared at by an evil ghost, he shrank back.
"You... don't come here... I... I was forced too! It was Ding Kui who forced me!"
Jiang Fa ignored him and just turned around and looked at Old Master Tang: "Master Tang, today's matter is your family matter. Whether this person lives or dies is up to you."