My Sisters Excel in Both Literary and Martial Arts - Chapter 1172

[Chapter 1136: Die with eyes closed]

Sometimes, life and death are just a matter of moments.

In fact, Jing Zhe’s impression of this man was already extremely bad when he heard that the bald man had harmed an innocent woman and a child who was less than a month old because of his cuckolding.

However, he did not have murderous intentions at that time, because at that time, he was still thinking about how to send Governor Xu away and how to interrogate Master Kongjing. The focus was not on the bald man.

What really aroused his murderous intention was that the bald head just said to kill him, his relatives, women and children. The bald head said it very familiarly, indicating that he had done this many times.

Perhaps, in addition to the woman and baby next to him, he had killed more innocent people. At this time, he began to feel that the bald man could not be kept, and neither could his brothers outside the cell.

So, he did deserve to die.

At this time, the bald head had already rushed up.

As a gangster, Bald Head was able to run rampant on the streets of Jiangling City. In addition to his brute strength and ruthlessness, the most important thing was that he had also learned some foreign martial arts. Ordinary people were no match for him.

He used all his strength to punch Jing Zhe on the head. As long as the punch hit, Jing Zhe would either die or be injured!

At this time, he was ecstatic, but at the same time he felt that he had been too vigilant just now. He originally thought that Jing Zhe was mysterious and might be good at martial arts. But now that he thought about it, the reason why he was able to split the iron chain was because the dagger in his hand was too sharp. , and he himself doesn’t know martial arts at all. Otherwise, how could he not know how to hide when his fist was about to hit his face?

When you beat him to death, steal his dagger, and at night when everyone is asleep, secretly split the chains and escape!

The more the bald man thought about it, the happier he became, and the reason why he thought this way showed that he knew nothing about martial arts.

When he found out, he would never forget it again.

He punched out, and he was ready to be splashed with blood, but the next moment, something strange happened.

His punch hit the air directly. Looking at Jing Zhe again, he didn’t know when he had come to his side. Just when he was shocked in his heart, Jing Zhe moved.

A punch hit the bald man’s chest, knocking him four or five steps away. With Jing Zhe’s strength, if he really punched with all his strength, not to mention four or five steps, I’m afraid even this cell would be hit. He collapsed, but he didn’t use any internal strength, so he fought with the body of an ordinary person, because Jing Zhe was afraid that the bald head would die too quickly, and that the bald head would not be able to taste the feeling of being beaten to a pulp.

The bald head received a solid punch on his chest. He felt tight in his chest, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, but before he could take a breath, Jing Zhe’s second punch came.

After the first punch, Bald Head took four or five steps back. The force of the second punch was stronger than the first punch. Bald Head was hit directly into the corner, and the back of his head hit the wall hard, almost fainting.

He lost his fighting power without even touching Jing Zhe.

He leaned against the wall, feeling like his whole body was falling apart. He could no longer hold on and was about to fall to the ground.

At this time, Jing Zhe’s third punch, fourth punch, and the fifth, sixth and seventh punches that followed also arrived, forcefully pressing the bald head’s body that was about to fall down to the wall with his fists.

The punches touched the flesh, and the punches saw blood. The force of each punch could be reflected through the sound of “bang bang”. The prisoners in the surrounding cells were all stunned, watching helplessly at the bald man who had previously dominated them all. , was punched against the wall by an inconspicuous young man.

As Jing Zhe struck with heavy punches, the bald head was covered in blood. After Jing Zhe punched an unknown number of times, he finally stopped. As soon as he stopped, the bald head collapsed on the ground.

He was panting heavily, but there was very little air coming in. His dying appearance was like a person’s reflection before death, which showed how hard Jing Zhe had been beaten.

Jing Zhe knelt down and looked at him, and said in a cold voice: “I said, you deserve to die, don’t worry, and your brothers, I will send them to see you soon.”

After hearing this, the bald head felt hard. He raised his head, wanting to take another look at Jing Zhe, but he only raised his head halfway when Jing Zhe’s last punch broke through the air and hit him directly on the head.

“Bang!”

Blood splashed everywhere, and the bald man lay on his back, with blood all over his body and face. His eyes were wide open, and his pupils that had not yet fully expanded were full of fear. He really could not rest in peace.

In the cell, it was deathly quiet.

All the prisoners opened their mouths and looked at Jing Zhe with complicated eyes.

Most of the prisoners who were imprisoned had murder cases on their backs. They had seen too many fighting scenes and were not afraid of killing or dying. But people like Jing Zhe who beat people to death calmly with one punch after another, they It’s the first time I’ve met.

To be honest, at this moment, they were all scared.

A ferocious bad guy brings far less fear to people than a handsome young man with a smile on his face, because you don’t know when he will take action or by what means he will kill.

Jing Zhe took out a piece of paper from his clothes – when he came out of Feng’s Restaurant, he was smart enough to bring a few extra pieces of rice paper and pens, which were put to use now.

After wiping his hands with paper, Jing Zhe walked out of the cell.

He began to pace slowly along the corridor of the cell, and scanned the prisoners in each cell. Those prisoners who had previously been extremely disdainful of Prefect Xu and even dared to taunt him, now saw Jing Zhe looking over, and all of them lowered their heads. Dare to look at him.

Jing Zhe was very satisfied with this.

It seems that what he just did was really knocking on the mountain to scare the tiger – no, what he knocked on was not a mountain, at most it was a small mound, and they were not tigers, at most they were monkeys.

Going back to the cell where Master Kongjing was, the three monks were huddled in the corner of the cell, shivering. After all, this was the first time they had seen the murder process with their own eyes.

Jing Zhe smiled and walked straight towards Master Kongjing’s cell. Master Kongjing and others were only shocked after seeing Jing Zhe’s bloody killing methods, and the fear in their hearts was even greater.

Seeing Jing Zhe walking towards them, Master Kongjing quickly turned his head to the side and prayed silently in his heart, praying that Jing Zhe would not come to them.

However, it seems that Master Kongjing has committed too many sins. Even though he has lived in the temple for so many years, the Buddha has no intention of protecting him. Perhaps this also shows that the Buddha is still effective and will not protect bad people who do many evil things.

The next moment, Jing Zhe had arrived at the door of the cell, looked at the three people shivering inside, and said with a smile: “Old monk, I’m here to see you!”

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(End of this chapter)