Chapter 76: stunned

Because of his words, the people of Changfu stopped, and the people of the Zheng family took the opportunity to retreat, but Zheng Heng was still held by the middle-aged man.
"Let him go!"
"Let him go!"
The members of the Zheng family yelled, their noses and faces swollen, and some of them were wounded with blood leaking from the corners of their mouths. Because they were not against the other side, they did not rush forward.
Zheng Heng stared at Chang Wu angrily. Because he was not the middle-aged man's opponent, his hands were clasped and the sword in his hand had already fallen. He didn't expect that in the academy, he could be considered a famous master, but when he got here, he couldn't even beat one of the Chang's guards.
Is this the heritage of the nobles? Is this their arrogant confidence?
My heart was full of unwillingness and anger, but at this time, there was no alternative.
After Chang Wu laughed, he stared at the little monk as if he found a new prey for a while, then looked at Zheng Heng, and said, "A Heng, if you nod your head and follow me, your father will still be alive. The third-rate small family, in this wild goose city, will be sheltered by our Chang family in the future. No one will dare to trouble you anymore. I think you should seriously consider the benefits of this."
"Don't think about it!" Zheng Heng yelled angrily: "If there is a kind, kill me!"
"Heh! Kill you? How am I willing?" Chang Wu smiled arrogantly, squinted his eyes, and said: "Since you refuse to follow me obediently, then I can only come hard."
"Take it away! Bring this little monk back by the way." He looked at the exquisite little monk to the side and laughed: "I didn't expect that there will be an unexpected gain today."
"Heng'er, little master..." Madam Zheng looked at them worriedly and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the Zheng family.
"Let go of me!" Zheng Heng struggled, but his hands were tightly clasped.
"Didn't you let him go?" Tangning moved his hand, Yuan Zhu poked at the middle-aged man's hand holding Zheng Heng, the middle-aged man felt his hand numb, and subconsciously let go of Zheng Heng.
Looking sideways, he saw that he was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old monk, dressed in gray, and playing with a round bamboo in his hand. The only thing that was conspicuous all over his body was probably that outstanding face.
"What are you doing in a daze? Grab the little monk!" Chang Wu drank and motioned to the people behind him to come forward.
Tang Ning glanced at those people, her gaze fell on Chang Wu, and after a little glance, she showed an inexplicable smile: "This benefactor is not light enough!"
As if she hadn't seen the guards who came forward, she walked forward slowly, staring at Chang Wu, and said, "If I see you and I are destined, how about I help you eliminate the roots of evil?" The voice came out, in her hands. Yuanzhu had already poked his finger at his belly.
"Hey! Get me, grab him!" In an instant, Chang Wu felt sore and numb, and the feeling reached the three fingers under his abdomen, as if faintly passing by painfully.
The other guards rushed forward and were all knocked to the ground by Tangning. The middle-aged man from Chang's family saw this, he sprinted forward, and struck Tangning with his fist. However, his fist hadn't hit Tangning. The opponent, that Yuanzhu hit it down, Yuanzhu turned and hit his chest, he only felt a swell of internal energy hitting his chest through the round bamboo, and at the same time he retreated in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he dared not go forward immediately.
The members of the Zheng family looked stunned, none of them responded...