The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Ding!

The machete forged from fine steel was abruptly cut off in the middle.

The armored guard was holding the machete that was only in half, and his eyeballs were straight.

Fuck, what kind of terrifying force is this?

Before he could react, Jiang Ming gently pushed his chest with his palm.

Really just a nudge.

The armored guard flew upside down and smashed a hole in the gate of Leyi Fang, lying on the street like a dead dog.

Immediately afterwards, the other seven armored guards also flew out in the same posture, piling up like an arhat.

"Golden armor, golden armor!" Zhao Zhen shouted loudly.

Accompanied by his anxious voice, warriors in golden armor stepped out slowly.

Warrior codenamed Jinjia, he is the leader of the Zhao family's Jiawei, a gold-ranked warrior.

Jin Jia stood still opposite Jiang Ming, looking at him with cold eyes, releasing the domineering coercion, and the ordinary people around him could hardly breathe.

"Young people, don't be too arrogant, just let me give you a long memory."

boom!

Jin Jia kicked the ground suddenly, and the floor under his feet shattered.

The fist that condensed golden light was extremely fast, and flames were wiped out in the air.

The red leaf girl was very close to Jiang Ming, watching the golden light magnify, the scorching heat seemed to set her clothes on fire.

Her pretty face changed color, and she exclaimed: "My lord, be careful!"

The next moment, golden light exploded on Jiang Ming's chest, and the flames engulfed his figure.

Hongye lowered her head in fear, not daring to see the tragic scene of her benefactor being killed by the golden warrior.

People around shook their heads and sighed, regretting the loss of a young hero.

"what!!!"

Immediately afterwards, Hongye heard a shrill scream.

It's not the benefactor, it's the vicious warrior!

She raised her head abruptly, her small mouth opened involuntarily.

The Golden Armored Warrior had a painful expression and moaned from his mouth. His fist was tightly clamped by a palm, and even the bones were crushed.

And the owner of that palm is Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming didn't move a single step, he just raised his hand casually to defuse the golden warrior's attack, and counterattacked!

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

Miss Hongye covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from screaming.

She couldn't believe that a man who looked like he was only in his early twenties could easily suppress the golden warrior.

"As a golden warrior, but bullying the weak for a tiger, damn it!"

Jiang Ming's eyes were cold and stern, and he twisted his wrist violently.

Ka Ka Ka!

A series of bone-crushing sounds sounded, and the entire right arm of the golden armored guard was broken.

"what!!!"

The golden armored guard let out an even more miserable cry, and passed out from the pain.

Hearing his cry, everyone couldn't help shivering.

Zhao Zhen sat down on the ground with frightened eyes.

Even the strongest warrior raised at home was vulnerable, and he finally realized that he had kicked a steel plate.

"Run, run!"

Zhao Zhen only had these two words in his mind.

His legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, so he could only crawl out on all fours like a fat pig.

It's safe to leave the Leyifang. My dad is a member of the fifth rank. He must not dare to do anything to me on the street. . .Zhao Zhen climbed so fast that he was about to climb out of the red door of Leyi Fang.

Suddenly, two long legs stopped in front of him, as if two pillars of the sky stood immortal.

He looked up in horror, just in time to meet Jiang Ming's cold eyes.

Chapter 89: Apologizing

Jiang Ming was condescending, looking down at Zhao Zhen: "Young Master Zhao, you are too ugly, why don't you stand up and speak?"

"That's right, get up and talk, get up and talk." Zhao Zhen thought that Jiang Ming was going to let him go, and nodded excitedly.

Then, Jiang Ming's eyes suddenly became indifferent, and he grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Zhao Zhen "stands up" straight, his fat face soon turns into a liver color, and his legs kick helplessly in the air.

"You...you let me go, my dad...like a fifth-rank official..."

Zhao Zhen's voice was muffled, and he broke Jiang Ming's fingers with his hands, but it seemed like he was breaking five indestructible steel bars.

"Fifth-rank official?" Jiang Ming sneered: "If you know the law and break the law, the crime will be aggravated."

As he spoke, he exerted light force, and his five fingers strangled blood on Zhao Zhen's neck.

"Bold brat, don't hurt my son!"

At this time, a thunderous shout came from the street outside.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and he walked like a tiger.

When he saw his son being strangled, he exploded in anger.

"Father, save me..." Zhao Zhen squeezed out a few words with difficulty, raised his hand and grabbed the man.