Chapter 4 Feed him

Yun Zheng turned his eyes and sneered in his heart. Damn, who do you think you are? He actually laughed and killed me by mistake. Those who bully Wujin and are abandoned are quite proud. In a moment, I will definitely let you see the power of shrinking feet.

Although I think so, there is no idea how powerful the shrinking ruler can be, and the fat guy said that the energy of the shrinking ruler is not enough to even read the strips, and he doesn't know if it can be started normally.

Suddenly, there was a grunting sound in the stomach.

Oh, I'm hungry. I'm really hungry. Do you want to find a way to get something to eat first? Yun Zheng thought.

"Kid, how are you thinking about it? As long as you promise to hand over the martial arts skills of Yunwu Daofa, you can immediately be released from the dungeon and survive. Dongfang Jin ignored Dongfang Kun, but looked at Yun Zheng and said.

What to consider? Yun Zheng doesn't know how to exchange secrets for such a little trick as survival. When he really shows all his martial arts skills, the end will really be like the thin monkey just now.

"Master, I have thought about it and agreed to exchange knife skills for life, but... I haven't had breakfast yet." Yun Zheng decided to cheat him into having a full meal first. It can't be like the unlucky Yunzheng before, who vowed to die in order to keep his spirit and was beaten to death by Dongfang Kun, but what's the pain?

"You finally figured it out. Well, the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. Come on, serve him food." Dongfang Jin said loudly, looking at Dongfang Ba was overjoyed.

Yesterday, Dongfang Jin was not in the martial arts arena. Dongfang Kun bombarded Yunzheng with a heavy fist, and Dongfang Ba couldn't stop him. At that time, I thought he couldn't live last night. He was messed up by Dongfang Kun before he got the cloud dance knife method. When Dongfang Jin came back, he scolded his son. Unexpectedly, Yun Zheng was not only not dead, but also seemed to be unharmed. He also agreed to the request to hand over his knife skills, which made Dongfang Jin couldn't help but be overjoyed. Even thinking that as long as Yun Zheng is willing to hand over the cloud dance knife method, a little more excessive requirements can also be considered.

Everyone is immersed in joy, so no one thinks much about why Yun Zheng can survive.

After a while, a family member presented rice, a plate of dishes, a pot of soup and a bowl of white rice. The fragrance of shredded rice came, and Yunzheng's stomach cooed. He went to the table and sat down, shook the chain on his wrist, and said to Dongfang Jin, "Master, the chain on this wrist is very inconvenient. Can you ask Jia Dingjia to feed me?"

"The bastard is looking for death!" Jia Dingjia was furious and was about to rush up with his fist. He was happily waiting to see Yun Zheng be abused. Who would have thought that he would immediately become the laughing object of the young children and his family on the scene? How could he not be angry?

"A, feed him." Dongfang Jin roared coldly. Jia Dingjia immediately lost his arrogance, and his waved fist also shrank back. Did he dare not listen to what the big owner said? The dignity of Dingjia is worth nothing. Can it be compared with the long-planned Yunjia knife skills? Hurry up and feed it.

"Eat it, I'll kill you!" Jia Dingjia held chopsticks in one hand, pinched a spoon in the other, and kept picking up vegetables and feeding soup, like a nanny.

Yun Zheng is not delicious, which deliberately disgusts him. For a while, he coughed and sprayed rice, and for a while he gasped for soup. In addition to the soup, Jia Dingjia's face was full of rice grains, and it was also mixed with green vegetable leaves, which was simply embarrassed. The owner of the village did not say anything, and Jia Dingjia dared not attack, so he almost burst into tears and greeted Yun Zheng's 18 generations of relatives all over his heart.

On the one hand, Dongfang Kun's little white face turned green, and his fingers were clenched, and he couldn't wait to peel off the master who was fed alive.

At least the meal was ruined under Dongfang Jin's frown and the whole audience full of hatred. Jia Dingjia became a drowned rat and retreated and couldn't help wiping his face. As for the soup or tears, only he knew, or both. The angry Dongfang Kun couldn't help laughing at his bearishness. Jia Dingjia finally couldn't help venting and began to vent. "Wow" cried out, "Young Master, I'm suffering--"

Dongfang Ba, the third owner, frowned and scolded, "Ok, don't be embarrassed here. Hurry down, three-year-old child!"

Jia Dingjia cried and walked away. I don't know how many days he will be depressed, but he is also determined to regard Yun Zheng as his unforgettable enemy and never forget it. A meal has an inspirational effect, which is also unexpected by Yun Zheng.

Dongfang Jincheng Mansion is extremely deep, and Yunzheng's nonsense did not affect him much. "Yunzheng, the meal has been eaten. Can you teach him with the knife method?"

"Oc, no problem. But please remove the chain frock on my body. The sea of my gas field has already been abandoned by you. Are you afraid that I can't run away? Yun Zheng said, and raised his wrist on the chain.

"Someone, let's go." Dongfang Jin ordered that the master of a village is indeed extraordinary. In order to seek knife skills, these small requirements can be completely met.

"You can take the guy." Yun Zheng said, while moving his hands and feet, it was really much easier to remove the shackles.

Dongfang Jin nodded to the family behind him. Someone presented a long rod and a bamboo knife. Dongfang Jin threw the long rod and bamboo knife to Dongfang Kun and Yun Zheng respectively.

"Kun'er, you use the family's gunmanship to teach Mr. Yun's knife skills and remember more. Remember, don't use force." Dongfang Jin said that he was also specially told to be afraid that Dongfang Kun would deliberately kill Yunzheng. Before his knife skills were fully revealed, the boy's life would still be kept.

"Dad, are you allowing this boy to toss around like this? Why don't you let your son shoot him to death? Yunwu knife is just a low-level martial art skill. Is it worth paying so much? Dongfang Kun was so angry that he couldn't help regretting why he didn't punch this boy 36 times the day before yesterday. How did he know that the one was killed by him yesterday, and the one in front of him was a reorganized forgery.

"It's worth it." Dongfang Jin whispered, "One of the martial arts, only by learning from the leaders can we innovate. Yunjia's knife skills are the masters of this group of knives. If we can learn to break it, we will naturally have a better chance of winning if we meet the warrior who uses knives in the future. Do you understand?"

Dongfang Jin loves martial arts and becomes crazy. He is a local martial artist registered in the Yunyi Dynasty. In addition, he is ambitious to want to be a hegemon of one side. Naturally, he is very careful to study all martial arts skills. At present, Yunjia Village has been destroyed, and Yunzheng is the only remnant of the remaining evil. If he doesn't take advantage of killing him, he will really feel a little sorry for his diligence and eagerness.

"..." Dongfang Kun understood, but he was not convinced.

"Kun'er, I remind you that if you don't obey and ruin my business, I will punish you for not going to Hongye City for half a year!" Dongfang Jin's face is as heavy as water. He doesn't allow anyone to challenge his authority in public, and his son can't.

"Yes." Dongfang Kun responded, gritted his teeth and ran to Yunzheng with a long pole. However, he found that the old man who had just eaten was looking at the sky with a bamboo knife and couldn't help shouting, "Kid, come and pick it up."

Yunzheng didn't hear Dongfang Kun's words at all. It turned out that he had just opened the "shrinking ruler" and was busy studying countermeasures with Ji Baoer. "Call the beast, read a piece of memory of Yunzheng and let me learn more Yunzheng."

"Reorganizing memory requires a quiet environment, and the forced operation will be interrupted once it is started. Just use those three tricks to make do with the time compression skill of shrinking the ruler, and I guess you can get through it. Ji Baoer said irresponsibly.

"What? Is the anti-interference ability of the so-called artificial brain so poor? Yun Zheng is very dissatisfied. Can the three tricks resist Dongfang Kun's attack? That's a wolf-like master.

"The main reason is that you are too bad, boy. 1.25 times the time compression rate is enough to save your life. Work hard. Ji Baoer is not polite at all.

"It's a martial arts competition! Bastard, what are you doing?" Dongfang Kun roared. If Dongfang Jin hadn't pressed the array behind, he would have poked a hundred holes in Yunzheng's body with a long pole.

"What's the quarrel about? Didn't you see me basking in the sun? I've been in the dungeon for too long, and I'm deficient in calcium." Yun Zheng scolded and put the bamboo knife horizontally in the middle section. Dongfang Jin and Dongfang Ba both cheered up. After all, the famous cloud dance knife method seems to be a little extraordinary.

"Look at the gun!" Dongfang Kun smiled grimly, his arms trembled, and whined, and the long rod of four guns went straight to Yunzheng. Finally, the fight began. With his cultivation, he didn't need force, and Dongfang Kun was also confident that he could stab this annoying boy to death.

In addition to the cultivation of martial arts, the oriental family of Yangwei Villa is a local power that is good at long guns in weapons. Usually, dozens of pounds of iron guns are used against the enemy, and this kind of long rod is only used in daily exercises without force.

That's how Dongfang Kun has been immersed in marksmanship all year round, which also makes the use of this long pole extraordinary. On the side, Dongfang Jin and Dongfang Ba couldn't help nodding. Dongfang Jin was even more secretly relieved, and his painstaking teaching was not in vain. Kuner also understood the long gun skills of the Dongfang family more than five points.

Dongfang Kun stabbed four gunheads, and Yun Zheng on this side did not dare to neglect him. As soon as he turned his wrist, he used the "beat" formula of three moves. This use is not just once, but several moves in an instant, all of which are exactly the same "beat" formula. Yun Zheng and Dongfang Kun were almost the same age. Before Yunjia Village was abolished by Tuzhuang and Yunzheng's gas field Jinhai, their cultivation was similar. In terms of the speed of the move, the two are also between them. Yunjia Village and Yangwei Villa know the bottom of both sides.

Now Yunzheng has opened the shrinking ruler, and within the same time scale, Yufu will have a little advantage. Therefore, when Dongfang Kun shook out four guns, Yun Zheng shot five knives, and the knife and gun collided. After four sounds, Yun Zheng's fifth knife directly hit Dongfang Kun's right wrist.

This knife was clever and fierce, and Dongfang Kun's right hand was so painful that it was broken. "Uh..." His right hand was painful and loosened the long rod, but his left hand still firmly held the second half of the long rod and wanted to sweep and fight back. Yun Zheng followed the trend, and the bamboo knife slid down the long pole, but it was a "cut" formula, the second move. Dongfang Kun hurriedly retreated, but still slowed down by a quarter. The bamboo knife just cut on the four fingers of his left hand, and the pain was so painful that the long rod still let go.

Yun Zheng made another third move, and then flew the long pole in mid-air.

Three moves determine the winner, 1.25 times the advantage of time compression, and the victory is easy.