Everyone present was stunned.

No one expected that this man would suddenly take action.

"You dare to point to grandpa, you are tired of living." Zhou Jing shook his hand.

More than a dozen Wujiazhuang guests were stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, picked up the whistle sticks, roared and rushed up.

"Splash!"

"Look at the fight!"

Seeing this, Zhou Jing's face did not change, and he held a stick in his hands and broke into the shopkeeper, just slamming him.

The burly figure was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the figures flew all over the field.

But in a few breaths, more than a dozen shopkeepers lay all over the floor, screaming in pain.

The villagers hurriedly avoided it, and were already stunned.

The fierce man who jumped out of nowhere suddenly let out more than a dozen people. Even Wu Fang, the third young master who had always practiced martial arts, was slapped down!

Zhou Jing looked around and picked up the fork on the ground with his feet and kicked Zhang San who was stunned.

Zhang San rushed to catch the fork, not understanding the meaning.

Zhou Jing pointed to Wu Fang who was fainting on the ground and said, "Go and fuck him to death."

Zhang San was startled and shook his head repeatedly.

"What about your bloody nature just now? If you give you a chance, you won't be useful!"

Zhou Jing snorted, but did not force him. He turned his head and shouted at the servants who were lying all over the floor, "Everyone gets up, carry your third young master back, runs slowly, and breaks your legs!"

The servants screaming in pain on the ground climbed up, holding up the unconscious Wu Fang, staggering and running away, only regretting that his parents had fewer legs.

It was not until this time that the farmer present woke up as if he was dreaming and hurriedly surrounded him, talking nonsense.

"Oh, this hero, you have caused trouble!"

"You have injured the third young master of the Wu family. Hundreds of tourists from his house will come to settle the score with you!"

At this time, Zhang San also came to his senses and hurriedly clasped his fists and said:

"This hero, I am grateful to you for helping you, but Wujiazhuang has many people. You should run away while they are not coming."

Zhou Jing shook his head and grinned:

"It's okay, I'll kill their whole family."

Everyone was stunned and then changed their faces.

"Why is this hero?!"

"How can you beat hundreds of people alone?"

"Even if you wait for me, this is too..."

Zhou Jing did not listen to them continue to make noise, and walked towards the village with a stick.

Many village men were stunned.

It was not until Zhou Jing left that Zhang San suddenly gritted his teeth and followed with a fork.

Someone took the lead and the other farmers hurriedly followed.

Zhou Jing walked in front with great strides, with great momentum, but in fact he had a lot of thoughts.

Just now, he suddenly had some ideas... The so-called "action on behalf of heaven" by the Apostle No. 4 is not simply for the sake of the common people, but an indescribable principle of conduct. It punishes not only the bright evil on the surface, but also the "evil" that exists for a long time, which has become a part of the world.

Everyone knows that it is evil, but they acquiesced to his existence for their own needs. Do they want to get rid of it? From the perspective of many civilians, they are actually undesirable, because they are also concerned about their own interests. But this is also the punishment target of the fourth apostle... This naturally rebellious brother No. 4 has the root of violent rebellion in his personality. It is due to the injustice of the world, but not entirely for the welfare of the people, and points to the class contradictions that have existed since ancient times.

Zhou Jing probably had a good idea of ​​completing the goal of Apostle No. 4. It was not to make a revolution to benefit the people, because the conditions were completely immature, nor to just establish a new order, but to become a real "rebel".

To achieve the so-called "the streets of heaven are all over the bones of the ministers", the basic rebellion required is not the support of the people, but the boiling public grievances.

Public grievances come from the eternal exploitation that has lasted for thousands of years. The exploiting class has changed its face, but it never changes under its skin.

Nowadays, people in this world are living in poverty. If people are desperate, they have the opportunity to destroy all landlords, corrupt officials, and family families, who are exploited are unwilling to stab them? Although it is too cruel, what is wrong with the exploited venting their resentment... After generations of oppression and exploitation, they can only tolerate retreat, wear shackles, and never be allowed to take revenge, and revenge. This is a accumulated anger.

If it is ignited and turns a person's violence into a thousand people and tens of millions of people, big things can be accomplished, turning into a torrent to sweep the world and crushing the entire old world.

What kind of princes and nobles, what kind of aristocratic families, no matter how noble their life background or wealthy their family property, they are just white knives and red knives, and no one is more noble than anyone else.

Being enemies with the exploiters, even most of the Green Forest bandits are enemies, and they can be said to be enemies all over the world.

Even if new exploiters emerge in the future, they will not be the old people who have enjoyed thousands of years... The so-called "not destruction" does not exist, and they do not know whether they are established afterwards, but they must be completely broken and all of them are liquidated.

In terms of purpose, to achieve this, we must gain a reputation and make ourselves a flag, which will motivate countless people who are oppressed and hated, and turn public resentment into the basic foundation for their own rebellion... In this way, the team can be successful.

"It's so cruel... I must kill someone..."

Zhou Jing breathed out a sigh of shock at the tragic nature of the apostle's life goals this time. He even wanted to give up, and he didn't even take a look at the information about the increase in the panel synchronization rate.

Just as I thought about it, the gate of Wujia Village was getting closer.

...

On the second floor of the restaurant in the village, Li Chun and the other two were eating wine and food casually, waiting for Zhou Jing.

Lu Yunzhao looked at the sun and said strangely: "Brother Chen Feng has been there for so long, why haven't he come back yet?"

Li Chun touched his beard and said casually: "Maybe the wealthy people here are hospitality, so I force my brothers to stay with me as a guest. We are sensitive to the identity, so it is not suitable to visit Wujiazhuang with Brothers Chen."

Just then, a burst of noise suddenly came from the street outside the window.

A leisure man shouted loudly and ran around to tell him:

"Someone has attacked Wujiazhuang!"

People on the street flocked to the manor in the center of the village, and there was constant riots.

Li Chun and the other two were stunned, looked at each other, and at the same time they felt a bad premonition.

"It would be..."

Lu Xinniang wanted to speak but stopped.

Li Chun's mouth twitched, and after a while, he spoke in pain:
Chapter completed!