Chapter 14 Brother, save me!
"You really are one of the same kind!"

Wang Yuanjing turned around and looked at the person who came with narrowed eyes.

If not the young owner of the funeral shop, who else could it be?

The pebble fell right on the young boss's forehead. He reached out and touched it, and felt a warm feeling in his palm.

Oh no! It's bleeding! It's disfigured!
The young boss was in tears, as he truly "lives by his looks".

"You little brat, you're so cruel!"

The young boss was furious.

Wang Yuanjing's body is only about fifteen or sixteen years old. Isn't he the boy that the young boss mentioned?

"Deserve it!"

Wang Yuanjing spat, his eyes cold.

"What are you doing with me?"

The young boss was silent for a moment.

In the moment of his silence, Wang Yuanjing had condensed his Qi in his hands, appeared in front of the young boss, and punched him straight in the face.

Get started first!
Wang Yuanjing didn’t know where this guy came from, but there was a high probability that he had ill intentions, so it would be a good idea to strike first!
True Qi is the foundation of an extraordinary person. Even if there is no appropriate method of practicing Qi, just covering the body can amplify the effect by several times.

When in the morgue, Wang Yuanjing habitually covered his body with Qi to achieve the so-called effect of isolating the virus.

Wang Yuanjing didn’t know whether it was effective or not, but he was quite adept at fighting with others at this time.

The young boss didn't expect the other party to be so decisive. When he reacted again, Wang Yuanjing's body was already in front of him.

As a last resort, he had to protect his face with both hands. When Wang Yuanjing's fist hit the young boss's arm,
What a heavy fist!
There was a flash of surprise in the young boss's eyes, and then a huge force came from his arm, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Wang Yuanjing took advantage of the situation and stomped his feet on the floor, appearing in front of the young boss again before he even landed on the ground.

"go to hell!"

He had a ferocious look on his face and growled like a wild beast.

Thick eye circles, pale face, bloodshot eyes, blue veins on the face due to exertion
The whole person was like a devil crawling out of hell, with endless anger surging from his heart. He couldn't wait to cut the man in front of him who had run into the gun into pieces!

Since he traveled through time, he has had many disappointments.

The situation of being on the verge of death in the dense forest, the dignity lost after pretending to be a grandson for more than a month after being rescued by Tu Junfang in order not to cause the other party's dissatisfaction, the frustration of being easily controlled by Tu Junfang after being exposed, the pain of waking up from nightmares every day, the sense of urgency brought by the three corpses that may appear at any time, and the depression of being with the corpses in the morgue day and night.
Wang Yuanjing is not the kind of person who likes to complain.

But, it's really fucking bullying!
"You brat, you're looking for death!"

The young boss was also really angry at this time. He didn't know where the other party got such a strong temper from.

It's obvious that he is the one who suffers, okay?

He pulled out the filial piety banner that was inserted at his waist and swung it towards Wang Yuanjing.

Danger!

Although Wang Yuanjing was angry, he did not completely lose his mind.

Sometimes, suffering is also a kind of wealth, and now it finally comes in handy.

From the very beginning, he was wary of the other party's so-called filial piety banner. When he saw the other party pull it out, alarm bells instantly rang in his heart.

Can't be hit!
Wang Yuanjing suddenly had an idea, and the dog twisted his waist and dodged the opponent's attack in an extremely strange posture.

There was a hint of disbelief in the young boss's eyes.

Is this a move that only a jerk can do? However, the next second, Wang Yuanjing's fist hit the other person's nose hard, and this time the young boss had no time to defend himself.

Just listen to a "click"!
This is the sound of a broken nose.

"what!"

The nose is a vital part of any animal, even humans.

The young boss, whose nose was broken by Wang Yuanjing, held his tool tightly in one hand, covered his nose with the other hand and began to retreat with the help of the force exerted by Wang Yuanjing, wailing in pain.

Wang Yuanjing wanted to repeat the same old trick and stepped forward to commit "violence" against the young boss!
It turned out that the opponent was well prepared, holding the filial piety banner tightly in his hand, ready to swing it at any time. Wang Yuanjing was helpless. In this situation, no matter at what angle he punched, he would be hit by the opponent's pole.

So they had to retreat.

The two sides entered a relatively safe distance, and Wang Yuanjing felt a little uneasy at this time.

He only has these two or three tricks. If the opponent has any means of long-range attack, won't he just have to sit and wait for death?
"Woo, woo, woo, I'm in so much pain!"

"I just came here to get acquainted, but my impression was ruined!"

"It's too difficult! It's too difficult! Grandpa and grandma, grandpa and grandma, dad and mom, uncles and aunts! Look!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

At this moment, the young boss sitting opposite Wang Yuanjing suddenly raised his voice and began to cry in an extremely unpleasant tone.

Wait, crying?

Wang Yuanjing had already vented a lot of his anger in the previous fight. He was in a refreshed state and his mind was quick. When he saw the other party starting to cry, he suddenly thought of someone.

Could it be him?

Wang Yuanjing secretly groaned in his heart. If this was true, he might have hit a wall.

"Wow, wow, wow, what should I do? My face is disfigured!"

The young boss was still crying, and his voice carried a strange magic that constantly disturbed Wang Yuanjing's mind, igniting the emotions that he had already vented.

This is not crying for a funeral, this is calling for the soul!

"Stop crying, it's making so much noise!"

At this moment, Wang Yuanjing glanced at a corner and seemed to have discovered something. He no longer suppressed his anger and rushed towards the young boss.

The two men fought again, but this time Wang Yuanjing did not gain any advantage. His opponent was serious and could accurately predict his attack angles every time and defend himself.

In addition, considering the filial piety banner, one cannot help but feel restrained.

What you fear most will come true.
Wang Yuanjing was not paying attention for a moment and was hit by the opponent. The moment the filial piety banner hit him, he felt a gust of cold wind, and then his body suddenly stopped uncontrollably. He wanted to retreat, but it was as if someone was trying to snatch control of his body from him, and his steps became extremely heavy.

“Woo woo woo, I finally hit it!”

"Uncle, please help your nephew vent his anger! Wuuwuwu."

The young boss's crying like a broken gong continued to disturb Wang Yuanjing's mind, causing him to gradually lose the upper hand in this struggle.

With no other options, Wang Yuanjing had to
"Brother, save me!"

"Idiot, you're still fighting even though you can't win!"

A shout suddenly came from behind the young boss, and then a big hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

"Little ghost, I'll count to three and get your spirit off him!"

(End of this chapter)