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Chapter 137 How much is one worth?

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    The person who spoke was none other than Feng Jun.

    He looked at Feifei¡¯s injuries. Although he didn¡¯t understand it very well, he also knew that she was seriously injured.

    Standing up from the ground, he glared at the other party and the group, "A little girl, beaten like this by you, is so cruel!"

    Hearing that this girl was hired by a stone collector, Mr. Zhao was also dumbfounded. More importantly, he was frightened by the undisguised murderous intent in the other party's words.

    He wanted to argue, saying that even the person you hired was an orphan with no background. If you punish her a little, do you need to be so murderous?

    Orphans are the original sin. Even in the Zhao family fort, orphans who have lost their parents are inferior to other Zhao family members - this is all for the sake of the Zhao family. Children without mothers are like grass. This is true.

    However, no matter how deeply wronged Mr. Zhao was, he did not dare to speak out anymore.

    "When a mid-level martial artist says he wants to kill someone, it's better not to ignore the threat.

    Just when he was struggling, Deng Laoer finally caught up with the fleeing warrior and slashed at him with a sword. Even if the opponent hid quickly, half of his hair was cut off, and there was still a bloody scalp the size of a palm.

    This is going straight to kill people!  The warrior was so frightened that he suddenly felt a surge of energy coming from nowhere. He suddenly accelerated forward and shouted loudly, "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, and I am willing to compensate I am willing to compensate."  Ah~~¡±

    Deng Laoer originally wanted to kill the other boy, but when he saw that the other party had taken such a blow and his forehead was dripping with blood, a lot of the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared - the anger of the second boy went away as quickly as it came.

    In fact, he has never killed anyone in his life. When he fantasizes, he always thinks about "killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace in a thousand miles". He envies the kind of life where he can enjoy grudges and grudges. This is what everyone thinks.  The dream of a fledgling young warrior.

    But when he really encountered this situation, he couldn't help but feel soft. The other party seemed not guilty enough to die?

    Of course, he couldn't just let the other person go. Instead, he chased after her and shouted loudly, "Feifei, do you want his life or compensation?"

    When you act chivalrously, you must consider the feelings of the person involved.

    At this moment, Feifei's face was still pale, but her eyes had regained their alertness. After hearing this, she replied loudly, "Second Young Master, if you can help but kill someone it's better not to kill anyone."

    Hearing this, Deng Laoer finally stopped chasing and spoke loudly and breathlessly, "You are lucky tell me, how do you plan to compensate?"

    "I'll give you ten silver dollars," the man yelled desperately, and ran for more than a hundred meters before stopping, panting heavily, and walking in a circle toward the people in Zhaojiabao, "My kick  It doesn¡¯t matter how hard you use it, if you strike me with a sword, I won¡¯t care.¡±

    If he had a choice, he would definitely not put forward such a humiliating condition, but he had already seen it. Even the second master was frightened by the sudden appearance of an intermediate martial artist, and he could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden.

    In fact, he thought that his own arrangement was wrong and he underestimated the enemy. He thought that the opponent only had one martial artist. Zhao Erye brought more than 20 masters from the clan over, thinking that he could basically defeat the opponent - at least he would make the opponent dare not take it lightly.  Start a fight.

    But one step was wrong and the other was wrong. Now he could only complain secretly: Why didn't he use all the strength of the village to come and persecute these four people?

    Zhaojiabao Village is not a big one, but it has more than a thousand people. In addition to five or six hundred tenants, the Zhao family has nearly eight hundred people. If they go all out, they can produce more than a hundred young and strong warriors.

    "If all the combat power is drawn out, even if the opponent has another mid-level martial artist, so what?"

    When Deng Laoer heard what the other party said, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt that although the conditions were not very good, they were sincere.

    Ten silver dollars is almost the income of an escort for two months, and a little girl of Feifei's age, even if she is abducted by a kidnapper, will only sell for this price at most.

    There is no way, children have no human rights, let alone orphans. This Feifei is still pretty and pretty. If she changes to an ugly one, it is hard to say whether she can be sold for five silver dollars.

    He felt that the conditions were acceptable, and Feifei was also very moved. To her, what was the point of suffering a little?  As long as you can make money!

    However, the two of them showed some signs of movement, and Feng Jun just snorted coldly, "Is your life worth only ten silver dollars?"

    The small life he said, of course, refers to the little life of the Zhao family -we don't kill you, do you only take out ten silver dollars to buy your life?

    When the warrior heard this, his face darkened: Are you the one who wants to settle accounts like this?

    &nbEveryone tried to collect it, but they just managed to collect five silver dollars.

    Lang Zhen pointed at Mr. Zhao without hesitation, "You, take that black iron in your waist!"

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the blue, he knows that the value of this piece of black iron should exceed five silver dollars. If it can be made into a weapon, the value will be three or four times more.

    "But Mr. Zhao was very happy this time. He took off Xuan Tie without saying a word, and left with a dark face.

    After walking four or five miles, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will not be a human unless I take revenge!"

    Someone asked cautiously, "Do you want to inform Dalang?"

    Dalang is a martial artist serving in the Xiyin City army. His cultivation level is close to that of an intermediate martial artist. He is a rising star in Zhaojiabao.

    (Updated, if there are no accidents, Feng Xiao should come back today. Of course, if he cannot come back, remember that I was youngwrong, remember to use your monthly ticket to summon me.)

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