Chapter 82

Jiang Pengji was shorter than everyone present, but her momentum easily crushed everyone.

Xu Ke looked at her, in a trance, in a trance, he saw a vigorous tiger, with sharp teeth at the corners of his mouth, flesh and blood, tight muscles and ready to go, staring at his prey. Her eyes were fierce and cold. Being stared at by her, it seemed that she had doomed the end of death.

When he recovered, the other party was still a teenager bathed in the sun, with black hair reflecting and a layer of aperture.

After a half ring, although they were afraid and trembled and their teeth trembled, none of them had the courage to object.

Jiang Pengji's lips were filled with a sneer, her eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of slender, and a ray of narrowness and interest flashed at the bottom of her eyes.

"Since there is no opinion, let's start."

She raised her hand and threw the sandalwood fan in her hand in the direction of Xu Ke. The other party subconsciously reached out to catch it. The familiar fragrance on it made his whole body tremble. Subconsciously, she thought of Liu she's cold and poisoned eyes that night... No way, he had been scared out of his psychological shadow.

No... now is not the time to be afraid. His husband said start... What start?

Does the process set at the beginning have this link?

Xu Ke, who was not forced to wait, wanted to understand what to "start". What Jiang Pengji said later almost scared him away.

Jiang Pengji said leisurely, Xu Ke's heart a clatter, "I'll choose the first batch of Wu changs, fair and just, and never be selfish."

She continued, "I know some of you have begun to retreat now, for fear that your life will be buried in the hands of murderous bandits. However, the deed of betrayal related to your family's life is in my hands. Now, I give you a chance. Whoever can win me, I will release his deed of betrayal, return his freedom and give him a month of silver."

After a long time, Xu Ke's most profound impression on Jiang Pengji was the picture with thin lips and bright eyes in the afternoon sun.

"Come one by one, or go up together. You don't have to tie your hands and feet. Life and death depend on fate!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was coquettish and moved. It seemed that I didn't expect Jiang Pengji to be so arrogant.

They are all children of poor families. They have been working in the fields since childhood and are naturally strong.

Although Jiang Pengji is a noble legitimate son of the Liu family, she may have practiced martial arts with the martial arts teacher to strengthen her body, but she looks like a chicken cub and doesn't have much meat. How do you think... She can't compare with them?

If she wins, she can get back the deed of sale and get a month of silver? Is there such a good thing?

Everyone looked at each other and hesitated. No one dared to be a rafter, for fear that it was just a trap to test people.

Xu Ke was worried and wanted to come forward to pull Jiang Pengji back, but he was afraid of trespassing. But if she didn't do anything, what would she do if she was hurt by these reckless men? More seriously, what if you were killed by random fist?

His heart was anxious. It seemed that a small tongue of fire licked his heart, which made people feel anxious and tortured.

However, the next moment, he inadvertently saw the smile on each other's lips and the light in his eyes.

Xu Ke's footsteps before he stepped forward suddenly made him think of that day's Yaji. The other party also teased the people like this. There was a little contempt in the bottom of her eyes. This was a signal - she didn't pay attention to her opponent at all! So, silently take back your steps.

The atmosphere became more and more stagnant. Everyone felt that they were pressed with a layer of huge stones that seemed light but actually very heavy, which made them inexplicably nervous. They breathed heavily and hurriedly, and their backs sweated like slurry. It seemed that they were bearing the weight of life if they could not bear it.

"Not one?"

Jiang Pengji opened her mouth appropriately, just in the sensitive period when the pressure in everyone's heart has reached the limit.

As soon as the voice fell, an adult man with some red silk in his eyes rushed out of the crowd. He was the strongest and strongest among all the servants. Waving his huge fist like a rock, he attacked Jiang Pengji's face door directly, with a strong wind.

"At last there is a seed." Jiang Pengji said softly with a smile that she didn't pay attention to the fist at all, and the Chuang tou on one side had been scared to jump in her chest, and her breathing almost couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Xu Ke couldn't bear to look directly at her and turned her head to avoid her sight.

In the live broadcast room, everyone subconsciously held their breath and clenched their fists.

At the moment, some complain about why the live picture is so high-definition, which makes them feel that this fist will break through the screen and shoot directly on their face. Some timid even have made psychological preparations for the anchor to be splashed with blood on the spot.

In order to attract popularity, many anchors always like to do something to die. Unexpectedly, Jiang Pengji will follow suit.

Among the people present, I'm afraid the least worried is the few live viewers who have seen Jiang Pengji's fierce combat effectiveness.

When others were trembling, only they opened their eyes excitedly and excitedly for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

"Come on!"

In the face of the fierce fist, Jiang Pengji did not hide, but took a step forward and directly met each other.

The side palms against the other party's wrists, unloaded most of their strength, and then shook them apart. The palms were wide open, grabbed the other party's arms, spun and shook them. With strength, they threw the man out. The action is simple and simple, but the use of "force" is brought into full play.

After all, these are servants to be trained. We can't beat them with one fist. At that time, one by one will lie on the couch and hum and wail. Who will train? Therefore, Jiang Pengji just wanted to teach them a lesson and convince them completely.

The seventh Legion is very belligerent. Not only is the slogan "making trouble", but also there are some "bad habits" that are very rude to outsiders.

Ninety nine percent of the new recruits recruited every year have to accept the "new recruits baptism activity". To put it bluntly, they confront the veterans and are severely cut off. Young people are always angry. They can't fight without fighting, otherwise they won't be easy to discipline in the future.

In the same way, these servants have their own careful thinking. They may not take training seriously in the future, which is also a lack of cutting.

Instead of having a headache in the future, it's better to beat them up now.

For Jiang Pengji, there is nothing in the world that a fat beating can't solve. If there is, add another one.

The servant who took the lead in the attack was like a signal, which dissipated the hesitation in other people's hearts, and rushed at Jiang Pengji with a moment of courage. They are so numerous that they are afraid that they can't beat a young and thin gentleman?

They didn't ask for anything else, and they didn't want to kill someone. After all, kill her, and they will be buried with her at that time.

They just want to win Jiang Pengji. As long as they win, the other party makes a promise in full view of the public, and dare not fail to fulfill it for the sake of face.

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is too skinny.