C5 To remove root of grass

Wu Jiangxiong wrote a few words on a piece of paper and passed it to Wu Xiaoluo, "Xiao Rou, go and get some medicine."

"Oh, okay!" Wu Xiaoluo hurriedly left the courtyard with her prescription.

Wu Jiangxiong said in a deep voice, "You saw it earlier. We have many enemies in the Wu family. We can't say when we will be discovered, so we have to get rid of the roots when we cut the grass!"

"If you don't do that, how will you protect Xiao Rou in the future? How will you avenge your parents?!"

"Got it. I know what to do after this!" Wu Junxuan turned and walked out into the yard. There were still chopsticks and bowls on the stone table. He reached out to grab his uncle's cup, but the moment his fingers touched the cup, it broke.

"This is the level of the hidden strength!" Wu Junxuan looked at the broken shards in his hands and suddenly felt that there was still a long way to go before he reached this level. Although he had just entered the hidden strength stage, it would take more than a year or two for him to reach his uncle's level.

"Brother …" I'm back! " Wu Xiaoluo ran into the room with tears still running down her cheeks. She looked frightened, as if something had happened to her.

"Xiao Rou, what happened to you? Why are you crying?!" Wu Junxuan hurried forward, frowning slightly as he asked in a low voice.

Wu Xiaoluo pouted as she cried and threw herself into Wu Junxuan's arms.

"Just now, Liu Bo and the others bullied me …" You're still saying you want to chase us away, what should we do from now on?! "

"Alright, stop crying. If you have nothing else to do, then just leave. No one can chase us away!" Wu Junxuan's tone was calm, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes. He then helped his sister into the room to rest.

...

Deep in the night, Ye Leng Yue Han …

"If I can't even protect my own sister, then I'm a man after all!" Wu Junxuan's uncle's words echoed in his mind. Wu Junxuan wiped the tears from the corners of his sister's eyes and waited for her to fall asleep before he took his coat and left the yard.

Wu Junxuan walked to the front door of the Village Head's house. He did not go in, but waited outside, waiting for the return of the three villains.

Uncle was right. If he did not take this step today, he would never be able to lift his head up, let alone avenge his family!

"Cousin, we really enjoyed ourselves today. It's a pity that if that old fellow didn't interfere, that little girl would be ours!"

"That's for sure. I even thought he was very powerful, but he was actually beaten to the point of vomiting blood. He really is trash!"

"Liu Bo …" I've been waiting for you guys for a long time! " Wu Junxuan stepped forward and stood in front of the three of them.

Liu Wei said contemptuously, "Oh …" You still dare to block us here? Is your sister well? "

"Don't you want to talk about my sister?"

"Say what!" "Your sister is lucky today, otherwise I would definitely let her have a good time!"

"You idiot …" Get lost! "

"Bang bang!" A cold light flashed through Wu Junxuan's eyes. His right hand was like a steel whip as it lashed out towards Liu Bo's chest. Liu Bo only felt as if his chest was struck by a hammer and he fell to the ground in pain.

"What the f * ck!" Liu Wei quickly picked up the brick and swung it at Wu Junxuan. Wu Junxuan stepped forward and struck Liu Wei's chest with his hammer.

"Kacha …" With the sound of bones breaking, Liu Wei fell to the ground with blood flowing out of his mouth. His body twitched a few times before he fainted.

"Kill …" "Murder!" Liu Bo and Liu Yu were so frightened that they turned around and were about to flee, but because of their weak feet, they fell onto the ground. "Since we've already started killing, we can't turn back. We can't let these two people stay!" Wu Junxuan's figure flashed forward, and he struck Liu Yu's back with his palm. At the same time, he moved along with his body, continuously striking out with a few palms, aiming straight for Liu Yu's vitals. "Kacha …" Wu Junxuan's hands were like iron pincers as they tightly grabbed onto Liu Yu's arm. With only a slight force from his hands, he forcefully broke Liu Yu's arm.

Liu Yu howled like a pig being butchered, then laid on the ground while moaning in pain and curled up his body to lie on the ground.

"No …" Don't kill me! " Liu Bo begged as he knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with despair. However, at this moment, Wu Junxuan was like a demon that came from hell. He slowly raised his right hand and decisively struck Liu Bo's head.

"Puff …" Liu Bo sprayed a mouthful of blood on Wu Junxuan's clothes before his body went limp and he collapsed onto the ground. Wu Junxuan exhaled slowly, barely managing to suppress the anger in his heart. After passing through a few times, he disappeared into the darkness. Afraid of being discovered, Wu Junxuan hurried back to the courtyard. However, as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw his uncle walking out from the tiled room.

"Eh? The smell of blood … "Are you hurt?" Wu Jiangxiong walked over vigilantly. When he saw the blood stains on Wu Junxuan's body, his face slightly darkened.

"Where did you go?"

"I …" Wu Junxuan fell to his knees and stammered, "I went to teach the village chief's son a lesson!"

"You killed all three of them?!"

"No, I just seriously injured them and taught them a lesson!" Wu Junxuan thought that his uncle would blame him. After all, Liu Bo and the others weren't people of the martial arts world, so simply killing them like this was a violation of the sect's rules.

Wu Jiangxiong said coldly, "Why didn't you kill them? Leaving such a person alive would be a disaster!"

Ever since ancient times, some of the martial arts experts had not lived under their hands. Furthermore, the martial arts were based on killing enemies, not acting. Otherwise, why would they learn from him?

"It is taboo for martial arts practitioners to be soft-hearted at critical moments. You must learn from your father, and remember to be merciless when you attack!"

Every time he attacked, he had to use all his strength, like a lion pouncing on a rabbit!

If he let Wu Junxuan kill him on his first try, he might not be able to do it himself. He was scared because he was half a man in the martial arts world now.

The next morning, Wu Junxuan yawned and walked out of the tiled room. As usual, he went out for a run. His purpose was to go to the Village Head's house and see if Liu Bo's family would take revenge on him.

Wu Junxuan walked over cautiously, not expecting the police officers from the other places to surround the house of the village chief. Let's all disperse … "There's nothing to see!" Wu Junxuan hid among the crowd and saw several policemen carrying the corpses of the village chief and his wife out of the house.

"What's going on? Why did they die? Even the Village Chief and his wife were killed by them?!" Puzzled, Wu Junxuan turned and walked out of the crowd. Was it his uncle's doing?

"Stinking brat …" Hurry up and go home! " Wu Jiangxiong patted his shoulder and pulled him back into the yard.

Wu Junxuan asked doubtfully, "Uncle …" You were the one who killed the Village Head's family? "

"I told you yesterday that I cut the grass and cut the roots, but I didn't see Zhang Zhao. When you see him again, help me kill him!"

Wu Junxuan suddenly felt unfamiliar to this family member in front of him, as if they had never seen him before. Perhaps it was because of what his uncle had said. Blood stained his clothes, and he was treading on the martial path!

"What are you waiting for? Go cultivate!" As usual, Wu Junxuan set up the iron pot and began to practice his Iron Palm Art. With yesterday's combat experience, Wu Junxuan's love for the art of China deepened.

Over the past few years, Wu Junxuan had been practicing hard every day, and his martial arts had also improved.

Wu Junxuan stood in the yard with his legs bent and his body sinking. His left leg was slightly in front of him. At the same time, his two arms bent forward, as if he was really embracing a baby.

Although his martial arts had improved, he was still stuck at the initial stage of Dark Jing. If he wanted to break through, he would have to put in great effort.

What Wu Junxuan needed now was actual combat experience, but this sort of training could only be achieved on the battlefield.

"Brother …" "Are you tired? Drink some water!" Wu Xiaoxiao came over with a glass of water. Wu Junxuan took a sip and sat down by the stone table.

Wu Jiangxiong walked out of the house with a pipe in his mouth and said, "Little Xuan, your martial arts are at the initial stage, but you still need more practice, do you know?"

"I got it, Uncle!"

This kind of training was not enough, as it was necessary to maintain one's fighting skills on the battlefield. However, since this was a peaceful and prosperous era, there was no war going on. If one wanted to deepen their cultivation, then they had to go out and adventure outside for a bit.

"Yes, the two of you have grown up. It's not a big deal to always stay in this poor and remote place. I think it's better if you go out and take a look."

"Go out? Uncle, you mean you want us to leave? " Wu Junxuan was surprised for a moment. He didn't understand what his uncle meant. Wu Jiangxiong sat on the stone bench and said slowly, "The big city is better than this one. You should take Xiao Rou out for a stroll and find a way to cure Xiao Rou's illness."

"No …" I don't want to go out, I want to stay with uncle. " Wu Xiaoluo pouted and walked over sadly, putting her arms around her uncle's neck.