054 Jessor Warriors

"Don't look, it's Jeso's man," Stinger was also playing with everyone, and he pulled the ghost to divert his attention.

"Jessor people like to shave their heads. If you stare at them like this, you will definitely come and do it. Ha, the Jesso people cause a lot of trouble everywhere because of this bald head," the Stinger said while throwing copper coins on the table: "Jesso people like to tie red belts on weapons, and everyone will hide away from them when they see it. Son, you are also in Lek. If it were in Jessor, everyone must have fought now..."

"Open! One three three, little!" There was a shout at the gambling table, and the people around him laughed and forced the lost guy to drink. The poison sting couldn't help putting his eyes on the table again. When he turned back to find the ghost, he found that the ghost had sat at the table of the Jeso people.

Agui didn't know what to say to the Jeso people. At this time, he got up and walked out. Several Jeso people looked at each other, grabbed their hats and stood up and walked out. Several of them also picked up the shuttle gun leaning against the door.

The poison heart was broken, and even the snail and the horned eagle were not in a hurry to summon, and they turned around and got out of the wooden house.

"Hey, boy!" A Jeso man shouted, "In this cold weather, let's not choose a place. It's right here. Let me show you what a Jeso Warrior is!"

"Good!" Agui also stopped and looked back at several Jeso people. The torch at the door of the wooden house not far away was sounded by the wind. Now the sky is dark, and there are no passers-by on the commercial road.

"I heard that the Jeso people like to fight. I'm a mercenary in the south and also like to fight. I want to ask you out to try and see if the warriors in the north really lives up to their reputation!" Agui stood there, and his fluffy bear skin made him look like a standing brown orangutan.

"You little donkey are really a bitch, Zakkui, go and practice with him!" A leader-like Jeso said to the people around him.

"Good!" The youngest of the Jessor came out with a shuttle gun. After walking forward a few steps, he saw the ghost empty-handed, snorted coldly and stabbed his gun to the ground and walked over empty-handed.

The stinger came out with them, but when he came to the Jessen, the half-sized man named Zach Kui could no longer stand on the ground.

"I also got a senior warrior in the south. Don't look down on me too much~" Agui said with a bad smile. This Zakkui was not his opponent at all. After the other party put down the rifle before coming over, the Agui just knocked him unconscious without hurting him.

"Hey, this boy is really crazy!" Several Jessers were a little ready to move, and finally the same head shouted, "Zack Qiang, go up and teach him a lesson!"

"Uh-huh~" A Jeso man standing behind squeezed over from the middle of everyone and pricked the shuttle gun in his hand on the ground. Zacky's shuttle gun was almost like a thin wooden stick. This guy's shuttle gun was thick with duck eggs, and the red belt on it was blown by the wind and slapped like a small flag. It shakes up.

"Hey! There is a boy outside who fights with Jessor!" A boy who went out to pee shouted inside at the door of the wooden house, and suddenly the whole room ran out. As soon as the eagle saw the ghost standing on the field, he knew that it was going to do something bad. Everyone knew that the Jessor people were belligerent, but the ghost liked to fight. It seemed that he had a fight with these Jesop people.

Several good people took a few torches from the house. Everyone surrounded them, and the open space immediately became a small fighting arena.

Zacqui is a head taller than the ghost, and with his big hat that can be used as a basin, it looks like a big black bear standing upright, swaying like a ghost walking over.

"Kid, don't say I bully you. We Zakkui never let water in a fight. If we can't eat for a while, we will beg for mercy. We won't be responsible if I break you up." Zack Kui buzzed, clenched his big fist and hit the ghost's chest!

This reckless man's fist weighs hundreds of pounds, and even a horse has to lie down. Just when everyone thought that the ghost would dodge, the boy was short and punched Zack Kui's fist like a cannon on the ground!

"Ouch!" Zackui shouted in pain, banged back two steps and shook his hand vigorously. The porcelain teeth on his face grinned as if he had just hit a rock!

Now everyone's eyes focused on the ghost's unretracted fist, and the five fingers of the torch shone clearly. The boy didn't use anything and beat a big man back with his fist alone!

Everyone seemed to see an ant tripping over the elephant and exhaled white breath with surprise. Everyone knew that the fist of the man in the north was hard, so the fist of the little mercenary was even harder!

"Haha, good job!" There was a bright laugh in the crowd, and the snail squeezed a few times inside and stretched out its thumbs at the ghost! At the beginning, he missed it when he singled out four boxers in the Ping'an Inn. This time, he saw that the ghost directly punched such a thick mountain people with a non-fancy, and he couldn't help shouting first.

Many of the mercenaries who came to the north have suffered losses in the Jeso tribe. Now in the territory of the Lek tribe, the Jeso people will not break the rules of the warriors.

Naturally, the snail would not let go of this opportunity to breathe and shout loudly, and the people around him also shouted sparsely. Zack Kui's already purple face suddenly turned red. He shouted and pulled off his leather hat and fell to the ground. He pulled out his big leather coat several times, regardless of the cold night wind, revealing his body. The big strong muscles rushed up again with a bang.

Two big stone hammers with big fists, big feet are like fat bear's paws, banging on the ground. Although Zakkui's fists and feet have no routine, they are definitely wild roads trained to fight with beasts all year round. Although they are not good-looking, their lethality is absolutely amazing!

Unfortunately, he met an opponent who was more cunning than a fox, more dexter than an ape, and more fierce than a tiger!

The ghost flashed beside Zakkui like a shadow. Although Zakkui shouted and punched together, everyone could see that the big man was working hard on the air. After working hard for a long time, he did not hit the ghost!

"Don't run, boy. You have the ability to punch me!" Zakkui shouted angrily, and the sound made the horses in the stable next to him cry a few times.

"Good!" As soon as the ghost's voice fell, he suddenly fought in front of Zakkui, which made Zakkui shocked. The boy came out like a ghost.

"You won't run away, will you?" Zakkui asked in a low voice, "It made my eyes dazzled."

The ghost smiled and said, "I won't run. Let's change one punch and fight the way you said!"

"Hahahaha, it's guts!" Zack Kui stretched out his thumb, and this guy's thumb was like a big sweet potato with a big fist!

The two walked less than a meter away before they stopped. The audience stopped talking. In front of the wooden house, there was only the heavy breathing of everyone except the crackling torch.

"According to the rules, you are a guest. You punch first, and we will fight until the other party can't get up!" Zakkui put his hands back and raised his chest to look at the ghost.

"Good!" The ghost is not a grinding person. With a clenched fist, a beautiful hook went straight to Zakkui's stomach. The ghost is much shorter than Zakkui. If you want to hit him on the head, you have to jump up!

With a muffled bang, Zakkui did not dodge at all according to the rules and ate the punch hard against his body, but the ghost's fist was not ordinary. The giant bear-like man bent over his stomach and gasped several times before standing up straight.

"Good guy, that's great!" Zakkui clenched his big fist and punched the ghost's chest. At this time, the ghost, like him just now, had his chest behind his back and did not dodge at all!

After a muffled bang, there were several exclamation from the side of the field. Zakkui's fist was like a swinging heavy hammer. The ghost's thin physique flew out two meters before landing, but the ghost did not fall down. He bowed his waist and drew two clear marks on the solid land!

"Wow, the fist is really heavy..." The ghost came back while rubbing his chest. Fortunately, he was a metal skeleton, otherwise this guy would be able to withstand it with one punch, and the sternum would inevitably be injured.