Stunning Ghost Doctor

Chapter 20's

And what lay before his eyes next showed him the reason for his restlessness..

He saw the little beggar lift one leg to stretch his legs with his knees slightly bent. Seeming like all of his strength had been sucked out of him, both of his hands hung limp on his sides before he slowly raised them. When his own nephew let out a heavy blow, the little beggar simply turned his body to the left by bringing his legs back and grabbed his nephew's fist with the same gesture, the little beggar's hand was clasped loosely with precision just above the net.The palm, between his nephew's thumb and index finger.

With a powerful force, after the little beggar took a step back to ease the brutal force from his nephew's fist, the little beggar turned his body to lock his nephew's arm and a loud crack exploded in the air, and a scream soon followed. .

“ARRRRRGGGHHH!”

The young man let out a long cry, the agonizing pain in his arm causing his face to turn deathly pale. But not only that, his arms were still locked, he was completely unable to let go, and moreover, he could not retreat in the slightest. With his broken hand, he struck the little beggar with his other hand who in turn was also captured and locked up, ending up with the same fate.

‘Mold!’

“ARRRRRGgghh.”

“Big brother!”

“Young master!”

The guards and the young girl turned pale in shock as they shouted. Their voices shook because of the terrifying sight they saw. Their horror turned even worse when after breaking both hands, the hand that looked so weak was raised and clasped the young man's neck.

“No, don't ...” The young man's face was filled with terror, as the scent of death engulfed him completely, making his entire body tremble involuntarily.

“Do not! Don't kill.he!”

The middle-aged man's expression had changed completely as he opened his mouth to plead. But, before he could finish his sentence, he had already heard another loud cracking sound. His nephew's head drooped, his life force being forcibly cut off. Until death, those eyes were filled with fear and hatred..

“Sister! Brother ....”

“Muda ... Young Master ...”.

The guards were also shocked by the sight as they stared in disbelief. The Young Master had become the main disciple of their family clan and he had just been killed by a small beggar. When the Clan Chief found out about this, what kind of overwhelming anger would he face?

“Kill him to avenge Young Master!”

More than ten of them stormed in, burning blinding anger. The sharp swords in their hands were slashed and slashed, their swords were sharpened further by their fury, and at that moment, they were slashed, only Feng Jiu's blood could ease the unbearable sadness and burning anger in their hearts.

The young girl suddenly fell limp to the ground, her eyes staring straight at her brother's lifeless form, falling onto the hard ground motionless. He could not believe that someone who had been alive just a moment ago was now lying dead before him..

“Second Uncle, this is not real. Doesn't it? My highly skilled brother is unlikely to be killed by a beggar right? Second Uncle. Tell me this isn't true. That's not real, is it?”

He held the middle-aged man's hand in his hand as he cried as he asked, unable to accept the cruel scene before his eyes was real.

[His brother was the pride of the clan, the most outstanding man among all of them, there was no way he would be killed by a beggar!]

At the same time, the middle-aged man was not given a chance to grieve and grieve, or even feel shocked, as he looked at the ten guards who had accused the beggars of falling down one by one. Their numbers dwindled rapidly, and instead, he did not see a single wound on the small beggar's body.

“Build! We have to go now!” He screamed, forced to make quick and quick decisions. He reached out a good hand and forcefully dragged his nephew who was still drooping on the ground feeling weak.

“I want to avenge my brother! I'm gonna kill him! I'll kill him!” The young girl wailed and screamed, struggling to escape the middle-aged man's grip, to come forward.

“Wake up now! You won't be able to kill him!”

The middle-aged man shouted loudly at him: “Run! If we don't leave now, it will be too late!” She dragged him forcefully to leave, and her eyes inadvertently saw a smiling face with a pair of cheerful eyes, and her skin crawled up.