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Chapter 130 Werewolf Li Gouzi

As soon as Zhang Chu heard the people inside cursing and coming out, he calmly took a step forward and blocked my mother's sight.

Sure enough, as soon as the group of green-clothed servants rushed out, Li Gouzi spotted a man with a dirty mouth and slapped him in the face with a big mouth.

Teeth and blood spurted out, and the man flew backwards on the spot. Before he hit the ground, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

Well, he should be lucky that Li Gouzi didn't bring a knife when he came out today, otherwise he would have just passed out and might have lost his head.

"Fuck you, who are you with?"

Li Gouzi withdrew his hand, shook away the blood and saliva in a menacing manner, and cursed with disgust on his face.

"Fuck you, how dare you hit someone?"

One of the servants couldn't stand Li Gouzi's arrogance. He stepped forward, pointed at Li Gouzi with a stick and shouted angrily: "Are you tired of living?"

Before Li Gouzi could speak, he heard a sharp sound of "clang clang clang".

When the many servants at the door turned around, they saw more than a dozen bright long knives.

But it was the brothers of the Bloody Team who refused to agree when they saw that they dared to threaten Li Gouzi with sticks!

Well, these Tsing Yi servants should be lucky again. The one who came out with Zhang Chu today was the Blood Clothes Team, not the Blood Knife Team under Li Gouzi.

Otherwise, if even one of them survives today, Li Gouzi will point at his younger brothers and scold them!

"Clang!"

Some servants were so frightened that they dropped the sticks in their hands on the spot, and the remaining servants couldn't help but take a step back, with fear written on their faces.

Playing violently in front of a gang member who is a professional violent person, this can't be considered as kicking the steel plate... This damn thing is setting yourself on fire!

Li Gouzi's eyes were grim, but he had a hearty smile on his face. He took out his ears and shouted to the man who just pointed at him with a stick: "What did you just say? Louder, I didn't

hear!"

"Clang!"

Another stick fell to the ground, and the man who had just pointed it at Li Gouzi made a "pop" sound and knelt down in front of Li Gouzi, crying and almost kowtow to beg for mercy.

Li Gouzi smiled brighter and brighter.

Zhang Chu glanced at his smile from afar and knew something was wrong, so he quickly shouted: "Gouzi, leave him alone..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet, it's already too late!

Li Gouzi stepped forward, raised his leg and kicked the green-clothed servant hard in the throat.

How strong is Li Gouzi?

Just look at the broken vermilion door!

The door made of wood could not withstand his kick, let alone the throat, one of the most fragile parts of the human body.

I heard a "crack" sound, as crisp as fried copper beans!

The green-clothed servant rose up from the ground, flipped 180 degrees in the air, and flew upside down for more than ten feet. When he landed, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and stopped moving.

Don’t even think about it, it’s absolutely dead!

No need to fight 120, just go to the crematorium!

Under the hands of a warrior, the lives of ordinary people are so fragile and vulnerable...even if this warrior has not yet reached the top grade!

Zhang Chu swallowed the word "one life" silently before he said it.

"Killing people!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed.

"Dog!"

Zhang's trembling voice came from behind Zhang Chu.

"Why!"

Li Gouzi turned away, and the sullenness in his eyes quickly dissipated like snow melting in spring, "Auntie, did you call me?"

He jogged, pushed aside the shivering servant in green, and hurriedly approached Madam Zhang, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

"Dog!"

Mrs. Zhang held him tightly, her dark lips trembling, and her haggard face was full of panic: "You, you killed someone?"

"No, who said I killed someone?"

Li Gouzi denied it, "That scoundrel is obviously pretending to be unconscious and planning to blackmail me!"

Zhang looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Li Gouzi slapped his chest loudly, "Really, how can I lie to you?"

Zhang believed it.

He always believed in Li Gouzi, Da Xiong, Mule, these people who often came in and out of Zhang's house just like he believed in Zhang Chu.

In her heart, they are all very filial, excellent, and honest young people.

She was the first to not believe it if they said they killed people and set fires!

Even if the evidence is put in front of her old man, she won't believe it!

Mrs. Zhang gently patted Li Gouzi's forehead and said angrily: "You, don't be so impulsive in the future. When you encounter something, tell people properly. If there is anything that can't be solved, you have to take action?"

Li Gouzi nodded like a fool, "Yeah, yeah, I remember, I will definitely tell people when I encounter something in the future!"

Zhang Chu turned around and took a deep look at Li Gouzi. The draft he had just typed to teach him a lesson fell apart in an instant.

He had no problem with Li Gouzi killing people.

I really have no opinion.

He is not a saint who "sweeps the floor for fear of damaging the lives of ants". He has only many more lives in his hands than Li Gouzi!

What he has a problem with is that Li Gouzi kills people indiscriminately...

But since Li Gouzi still knows who can be killed and who cannot show his teeth, he has no objection.

This is like raising a dog... It's not a curse, it's a metaphor, it's a pure metaphor, with no innuendo at all!

Keeping a dog, no matter how ferocious or evil it is...even if it likes to bite people, it is not a fatal flaw.

But if this dog can even show its teeth to its own family, then it can only get along with onions, ginger, garlic, and aniseed. This is the only way out... No matter how many advantages it has, how good it is at housekeeping, and how beautiful its fur is

, even if it is the biological son of Roaring Sky Dog, it will be the same!

Zhang Chu turned around and summoned a brother from the blood-clad team to question the green-clad servants who were paralyzed with fear.

After a while, this brother from the blood-coated team came back and reported to Zhang Chu that this courtyard was the house of Zhang Man, the third young master of the Zhang family, and that Zhang Man had gone out to make money and was not at home.

"Zhang Man?"

Zhang Chu whispered the name softly, feeling that it sounded familiar.

After carefully looking through the memories of my predecessor for a while, I suddenly remembered.

Isn't this the third son of his "uncle", his "cousin"?

Ah!

What an "uncle"!

What a "cousin"!

Zhang Chu sneered and said, "Let them invite their master!"

The brothers in blood-coated team who returned to life clasped their fists, turned around and walked towards the servants in green clothes.

Zhang Chu turned around and joined Li Gouzi, supporting my mother on the left and right: "Mom, let's go in!"

"The owner of this house is..."

"Don't worry about who the owner of this house is. He demolished our house without our consent. No matter what, it's all our fault!"

Mrs. Zhang was hesitant, not knowing whether it was right to break into someone else's house without their permission, but she couldn't resist her son, so she could only walk into the courtyard with his help.

The paralyzed servants in green clothes in front of the door were already crawling to find their master.

That corpse was just lying there, feeding flies, soundlessly.

No one cares about him.

His companions did not dare to touch him.

But Zhang Chu and his group disdained to care about him.

Just a corpse.

They have all seen the big scene with one or two hundred corpses lying around and rivers of blood, so what does this mean?
Chapter completed!
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