Chapter 13 says what bird language, directly start fighting!

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  Zhang Zhun hastily stepped forward and pulled Yang Yinghua, saying: "Don't panic! What happened?"

  "Yang Kun is chasing after us!" Haozi exclaimed breathlessly.

  Zhang's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he casually said, "Yang Kun?"

  Yang Qian said in a low voice: "Yang Guanglei's son, Wang Shixin's claw!"

  Zhang nodded slowly.

  He remembered very clearly that his own head was broken by Yang Kun, and Yang Kaidi's left leg was also broken by Yang Kun. In Yangjiatun, there was a dead military household who was also killed by this Yang Kun. The injustice has a head, the debt has an owner, he hasn't gone to find Yang Kun yet, but instead Yang Kun came to his door!

  Just in time, let's settle it here!

  "Are some people coming?" Zhang Zhun asked.

  "He brought four attendants!" replied the mouse.

  Hao Zi added that while he was monitoring the situation in Fushan City, he saw Yang Kun bring four followers out of the west gate of Fushan City, apparently heading to Yangjia Village. He quickly followed behind them and confirmed they were indeed returning to Yangjia Village. Not daring to hesitate, he hastened his pace, overtaking them, and rushed back to Yangjia Village to report the news.

  Now, the young girls in Yangjia Village have all hidden away. Haozi was going to come over and deliver a message to Zhang Zhun, so Yang Yinghua simply followed him. Unexpectedly, when the two of them went out, they were seen from afar by Yang Kun, who immediately followed them like a mad dog. This devil and lecher had been lusting after Yang Yinghua's beauty for a long time.

  Zhang Zhun nodded slightly and said calmly: "I know".

  At eight o'clock in the morning, the eight people calmly waved their hands and gave orders: "Prepare your equipment! Two people per group! I'll deal with Yang Kun, you deal with his followers!"

  Hao Linyong and eight others immediately prepared their bamboo spears and tridents, arraying themselves in a strict formation to await the enemy.

  They had been bullied by Yang Kun before, and that was enough. In their hearts, a small part of the bitter water was caused by Yang Kun. Now, he appeared again, and none of the eight were willing to let him off. However, the eight also felt a little apprehensive, because this devil Yang Kun was huge and muscular, and it was still difficult to deal with him, and they didn't know if Zhang Zhun could handle him.

  As they spoke, footsteps came from the north and five figures appeared.

  The man in front had no weapon, it was Yang Kun. His body was quite tall and large, almost twice that of a normal person. His hands and feet were thick and strong, with bulging muscles. When he walked, the horizontal muscles on his body kept jumping up and down. This wasn't a human, this was a giant gorilla. No wonder the villagers of Yangjia Village had to suffer from his bullying. If placed in a modern zoo, this guy would also be worth an admission ticket.

  Yang Kun's four attendants behind him, each carrying a waist knife, were equally ferocious.

  Yang Kun!

  Yang Qianqiang shouted loudly.

  It seems that he and Yang Kun have a deep-seated hatred for each other.

  In fact, among the poor young people in Yangjia Village, how many of them didn't have a grudge against this Yang Kun? If they had the chance to tear each other apart, they wouldn't bat an eyelid.

  "Calm down."

  "Listen to my command."

  Zhang Zhun said in a low voice.

  Eight men shielded Haozi and Yang Yinghua behind them, holding bamboo spears and glaring angrily at Yang Kun.

  "Second Brother, I heard you've made a name for yourself?"

  Yang Kun walked up to Zhang Zhun's face, his big mouth opened wide like a bear dog, and shouted loudly.

  He was clearly arrogant in Yangjia Village and didn't take Yang Zhiyuan and others seriously at all. Especially when he saw the eight people holding tightly, it turned out to be bamboo guns made of green bamboo, and they almost laughed out loud. With such simple weapons, do you want to confront him? Are you kidding me?

  "What? Want to fight?"

  Zhang was concise in speech and to the point.

  Since he's the worst of the worst, let's just fight it out directly then.

  "Damn it! You're still so arrogant?"

  Yang Kun suddenly became furious and rushed up to fight.

  What kind of person is this idiot, he's still quite clear, a guy who can't even remember his own name, dares to be arrogant in front of me, dares to speak to me in such a tone, how can he bear it? Last time this guy reacted quickly, one stick down didn't break his head, considered him lucky! Today, he doesn't have such good luck!

  "Two men in each group! Kill!" Zhang Quan said in a low voice.

  Eight men immediately took action, raised their bamboo spears and stabbed at Yang Kun's four attendants.

  Yang Kun found that Zhang Zhun actually took the lead, and suddenly became angry: "Kill them all! Not a single one is left! No, leave that little girl!"

  His four followers, also rascals, had followed Yang Kun and done many bad things. When it came to fighting, they were not unfamiliar at all. Hearing Yang Kun's strange cry, they immediately drew out their sharp waist knives and rushed towards the eight men. The eight men only had bamboo spears in their hands, while the waist knives in their hands were truly formal weapons, so they didn't take the eight men seriously at all.

  "Go die!"

  Zhang Zhunai sneered inwardly and directly found Yang Kun without saying a word.

  Catch the thief first catch the king, he wants to get rid of this guy first.

  Yang Zhiyuan and others now need most is a strong and powerful leader, one who can make them feel that they have enough hope to defeat any enemy. The villagers of Yangjia Village also need a strong core support. He happens to borrow Yang Kun to show off his own strength.

  "Ah!"

  Yang Kun's body was even more majestic than Er Dangzi's, and when he saw Zhang Zhun rushing up, he raised his fist without hesitation and punched it at Zhang Zhun's face.

  This punch was truly powerful, with a force that seemed to stir up the wind. His fist was huge, like a cauldron used for decocting medicine. If Zhang Zhun were hit head-on, his face would be smashed open and his flesh would be mangled beyond recognition. Even if he didn't die, he would definitely suffer severe injuries.

  Zhang Zhun lowered his head and dodged Yang Kun's punch.

  "Looking for death!"

  Yang Kun became even more enraged, letting out a loud roar and continuing to punch out with one fist.

  His body was very robust, but his movements were still extremely agile. One punch did not hit Zhang Zhun, and he immediately changed his move. This punch came at Zhang Zhun's chest, even if Zhang Zhun suddenly squatted down, it would be impossible to avoid this punch.

  "Hahaha!"

  Victory was within his grasp, and Yang Kun burst out laughing wildly.

  But his laughter stopped abruptly.

  Because he saw...

  Zhang Zhun's body suddenly shifted to the side, just in time to avoid his fist. Then Zhang Zhun took advantage of the momentum and grabbed his fist, pulling it forward, while his own shoulder heavily bumped into Yang Kun's ribs.

  Yang Kun felt unwell and wanted to pull his body back. However, the inertia of his body greatly discounted his movements. By the time he eliminated the inertia, Zhang Zhun's shoulder had already heavily rammed into his ribs. Unable to adjust his body in time, Yang Kun was instantly knocked off balance and stumbled outward.

  However, Yang Kun didn't feel any fatal threat. Although Zhang Zhun had flipped his body over, it seemed unlikely that he could catch up. Besides, even if the opponent did catch up, he wasn't afraid; as long as he took a big step to the side, he could restore his balance. At that time, he would make Zhang Zhun look good again.

  Unfortunately, he was just daydreaming.

  "Pffft!"

  As Yang Kun's body tilted, Zhang Zhun had already withdrawn his elbow and struck him hard in the ribs.

  "Haha, you think this can hurt me?"

  Yang Kun burst out laughing, without worrying about Zhang Zhun's elbow.

  A group of poor devils who can't even eat their fill, how would they have the strength to hurt themselves?

  No big deal, I just got knocked over and fell onto the beach, rolled around like a donkey, and then stood up.

  But he immediately felt something was wrong.

  A sharp pain quickly spread throughout the body, coming from under the ribs.

  Yang Kun's body lost its balance and he fell heavily onto the sandy beach.

  Hongshi Beach, as the name suggests, is mostly rocky with only a small part being sandy. Yang Kun fell heavily onto the rocks, his head hitting the gravel and almost losing consciousness. He tried to flip over and get up but found that his chest was in extreme pain, as if his ribs were broken.

  Zhang Zhun took advantage of the situation and grabbed Yang Kun's left hand, twisting it backwards and pinning it to his own knee. With a loud crack, Yang Kun's left arm was broken.

  "Ah!"

  Yang Kun let out an uncontrollable scream of despair.

  Zhang Zhun broke his right hand in accordance with the law, and also broke his right hand.

  "Ah!"

  Yang Kun let out another miserable cry like a pig being slaughtered.

  However, his miserable cry was soon drowned out by the sound of the waves on the deserted beach. His four followers had no chance to hear his cry because they had already taken a step ahead and reported to Yanluo Wang.

  The battle began, and Yang Kun's four attendants, wielding their waist knives, charged towards Hao Linrong and the other eight. They didn't think much of the bamboo spears at all. With a casual swing of their waist knives, they could chop the bamboo spears in two.

  That's right, they did cut off four bamboo spears.

  However, they did not cut off the other four bamboo spears.

  Four sharp bamboo spears, straight and upright, pierced their chests, the spearheads protruding from behind, dripping blood onto the sandy beach one drop at a time. Because Hao Lin and others were still holding onto the bamboo spears, not letting go, the four attendants had not fallen down yet, nor had they completely stopped breathing.

  The four of them, how could they have imagined that just as they were about to engage with each other, they would be stabbed by the opponent. They even more did not think that this unremarkable bamboo spear, actually could penetrate their own bodies. What kind of weapon is this? This is merely the most primitive bamboo spear!

  If they knew that the eight people in front of them had been practicing this move three thousand times a day, and had been practicing from dawn till dusk for over ten days, they would definitely regret it to death. Three thousand times a day, just to practice one move, what kind of concept is that? Even a brick can be pierced through with such intensity.

  For Yang Qian and others, they also couldn't have imagined that the fish's movements used to stab people would be just as fierce. In fact, stabbing people is much simpler than stabbing fish. The human target is so big, so obvious, with so many openings, a casual stab can easily hit the mark.

  Fresh blood, flowing continuously along the bamboo spear, dripped drop by drop onto the sandy beach. A large amount of fresh blood flowed to the other end of the bamboo spear, and the palms of Hao Lin's hands were also stained red with blood. The reason they didn't let go in time was that they hadn't reacted yet.

  This was their first time killing someone in their lives.

  Although they killed their most hated enemies, they still haven't fully adapted psychologically.

  The technique of catching fish suddenly turned into catching people, they were surprised and delighted, but also a little nervous and afraid.

  Surprisingly, I already have the ability to eliminate those hateful guys. What's frightening and tense is that they actually killed people.

  Who knows what the consequences of killing someone will be?