Chen Zheng just wants to vent his anger.
But he forgot how dangerous his situation was at the moment!
Seeing a dozen Billowing Gate Pavilion guards with fierce auras surrounding him instantly.
The sword was unsheathed, and the spiritual pressure was intertwined into a web.
When locking him firmly in the middle.
The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and his heart skipped a beat.
I'm going to blanch it and take it off!
He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
Trying to struggle. "Fellow Daoists, if I say that I am acting in self-defense, can you believe it?"
He pointed at the attendant on the ground, half of his face swollen into a pig's head, who was staring at him bitterly.
"He was the one who looked down on others first. I gave him the spirit stone. He was the one who threatened me by refusing to let me in or out."
"What do you think?" The leader of the security guard sneered, holding his arms.
The guards behind him looked like they were looking at a dead person.
Hit someone in the Billowing Gate Pavilion?
And he said it so fresh and refined.
It was like pressing Billowing Gate Pavilion's face to the ground.
Chen Zheng's heart sank to the bottom.
Conflict cannot be avoided.
What's even more desperate is that there are several here with higher cultivation than him.
As of now, there is only one way.
He suddenly took a small step back.
Make sure you are still within the circle.
But I opened a little distance to prevent the other party from directly using powerful spells, and then.
He actually squatted down directly.
He even held his head with his hands.
"Say it first!" His muffled voice came from his arms.
"You can hit me, but don't slap me in the face, and don't use knives, guns, or spells! Just give me a lesson with your fists and kicks, okay?"
Give up.
Pure physics takes a beating.
If you were beaten with fists and kicks, your nose would be bruised, your face would be swollen, and your muscles and bones would be damaged.
It's better than being bombarded by these people's magic.
Or be arrested and have your cultivation level destroyed.
More importantly, if he really wants to fight to the death and make a big fuss, Clear Waves City he will definitely not be able to stay any longer.
He still has to find a way to lure the devil Jiang Yantian to Sunken Ruins Abyss.
If the mission fails and the master doesn't take action, he will die anyway.
Seeing that Chen Zheng was so virtuous, he took the initiative to squat down and hold his head in his hands to seek education from his fists and kicks.
The guards surrounding him were stunned.
Then the whole room burst into laughter!
"Hahaha, I thought he was a tough guy, but he turned out to be a soft-footed shrimp!"
"Bah! How dare you do something to the Billowing Gate Pavilion like this? How about the majesty of slapping someone just now?"
"Hit him!"
"Hit the hell!"
"Hit him!"
"Hit the hell!"
"You're welcome for this coward, come on!"
The sound of ridicule and insults was like a flood.
The guards lost all scruples and gathered around him with grins.
No air machine was used.
It's purely about punching the flesh and blowing the wind on the feet.
Pure physical assault!
Bang bang bang dong dong.
The fists hit Chen Zheng's arched back, shoulders and arms like raindrops.
The hard soles of the boots kicked hard on his waist, ribs, thighs and calves.
This was a one-sided, humiliating beating.
Sometimes it is better to vent the abuser's pleasure than a life-and-death fight.
Chen Zheng was kicked to the ground and his body curled up into a ball.
He held his head tightly with both hands, like a sandbag.
Withstanding the violent storm of kicks and blows from all directions.
He gritted his teeth and suppressed the qi surging in his body.
As long as he doesn't reveal his strength and resist.
These people will not use magic.
Endure!
You must endure it.
Forbearance!!!
Wang Jiaorou is standing not far away from the stairs leading to the top.
Watching all this with cold eyes.
That face that was once so pitiful and pitiful.
There is only indifference at the moment.
Her holy mother's heart actually failed to deal with Chen Zheng who was being beaten at this moment.
She even raised her chin slightly.
The attendant who was slapped away by Chen Zheng and half of his face was swollen into a pig's head.
At this moment, I was struggling to get up.
Limping and rushing outside the encirclement.
He couldn't squeeze in, so he stood on the outside.
He spat crazily at Chen Zheng who was curled up on the ground.
"Bah, bah. Bah, trash, trash."
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard!!!"
He roared viciously.
Spotting the gap where a guard raised his foot, he rushed in suddenly.
Lift your feet and use all your strength.
He kicked Chen Zheng hard on the back of his head between the gaps in his arms holding his head.
One leg, two legs, three legs!
Chen Zheng felt severe pain in the back of his head, and his eyes went black.
A sweet taste surged up into his throat, and he swallowed it down.
The hatred in his heart was overwhelming, but he curled his body tighter.
He is worthy of the Child of Fortune of this era.
This skill of forbearance can be called a perfect one.
In my long Rogue Cultivator career, I have been on the verge of life and death countless times.
It had already been deeply understood to him.
Neng Qu Neng Shen, Fang is a man.
Today's shame is recorded.
If he gains power in the future, those who bully me and humiliate me will be repaid a hundredfold.
Bean paste.
It's all red bean paste!!!
A violent storm of punches and kicks lasted for half a stick of incense.
The guards finally stopped with curses.
The commander looked at Chen Zheng, who was curled up on the ground with tattered clothes, bruises and a swollen face but still holding his head tightly and saying nothing.
He snorted coldly.
"Don't think that a beating will be enough. If you dare to attack Billowing Gate Pavilion, if you break the rules, I won't let you go so easily!"
He pointed to a passage leading to the back.
The tone was extremely insulting. "Now, go to the kitchen and dining room!"
"Wash all the dishes you accumulated today for me."
"Remember!" His voice suddenly rose.
"Don't use any magic."
"Wash it by hand for me. Don't stop until you finish washing!"
"If I can't clean it, I'll peel off your skin!"
Chen Zheng's body trembled almost unnoticeably.
Veins popped out in the arms holding his head.
So pretty!
Washing dishes?
Purely hand wash?
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame!!!
He slowly let go of the arms holding his head.
He stood up with difficulty, lowered his head, and did not retort.
Forbearance!!!
Only then did those people disperse.
Leave Chen Zheng standing.
Chen Zheng gritted his teeth.
Touched his face.
"Fortunately, I tried my best to protect my face and my handsome appearance was preserved."
"What are you doing standing there? Go wash the dishes!" those people yelled.
Chen Zheng has an expressionless face.
It's okay, it's okay!
He took steps towards the back.
All humiliation should be suppressed first.
When I entered, I saw Wang Jiaorou.
Chen Zheng just glanced at it and didn't say much.
Perhaps, the increase is just wishful thinking.
The feeling of being together for a short time may not be a feeling.
But it comes from a sense of protection.
As a man, it is reasonable for him to protect a woman.
But, it is not taken for granted.
Since the other party didn't take her seriously, she didn't believe what she said either.
That's it.
From today on, it will be sealed with cement.
From now on, seal your heart and love.
Chen Zheng dragged his heavy steps towards the kitchen.
I will never believe in love again.
Let the past happen, let it go.
He closed his eyes.
Take a deep breath of air.
Trying to completely crush that woman's figure in my heart.
Seal your heart! Lock up your love!
However, the moment he was about to step into the wooden door of the kitchen.
"Hey, isn't this Fairy Worry-Free?"
A frivolous and greasy joke penetrated his ears.
Chen Zheng stopped for a moment and did not look back.
Several children from aristocratic families were dressed in gorgeous brocade robes and smelled of alcohol.
I don't know when I stopped Wang Jiaorou who was just walking up the stairs.
The leader was shaking a gold-painted fan.
His eyes roamed her body wildly.
"Why is the fairy so happy to visit Billowing Gate Pavilion today?"
"It's a long night and you can't sleep alone?" The other person chuckled and leaned closer.
"How about the fairy playing the piano to cheer us up?"
Wang Jiaorou turned pale and subconsciously stepped back.
"Go away, I'm no longer in the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, and I won't play the piano anymore!" She turned around and wanted to run away upstairs.
"Fairy, don't be impatient!"
Several people's figures flashed, and they blocked her path in a tacit understanding.
Form a surrounding circle.