The strongest devouring system in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 381 Like a Ball

Zhang Dashu took the lead, slashing down at Ma Dazheng's head with his sword, the blow accompanied by a whooshing sound, demonstrating Zhang Dashu's truly formidable martial arts skills.

However, Ma Dazhi was not someone to be trifled with. He had been following Chen Er for quite some time and had learned a great deal about martial arts.

Ma Dazhi instinctively used his knife to fight Zhang Dashu, but Zhao Tianming intervened. Taking advantage of Ma Dazhi's momentary lapse in attention, the old man launched a sneak attack, sending Ma Dazhi flying with a single punch. Ma Dazhi rolled on the ground, looking like a ball.

However, Ma Dazhi still did not admit to having any relationship with Chen Er. As long as his true colors were not revealed, Ma Dazhi would never betray Chen Er. This was Ma Dazhi's faith in Chen Er, and it was also Chen Er's trust in Ma Dazhi and his group.

"Oh dear, Lord Zhao Tianming, it's just dealing with a few petty thieves. How can I let you handle it? Let me do it."

When Chen Er saw Zhao Tianming make a move, he knew something was wrong. He waved to Zhao Tianming and immediately ran over.

Chen Er had his reasons for taking action; he wanted to use this opportunity to let Ma Dazhi go. Although Zhao Tianming didn't make a move, he gave Zhang Dashu a wink.

Zhao Tianming could see through Chen Er's tricks, of course. The old fox was shrewd; in an instant, Chen Er ran to Ma Dazhi's side.

Chen Er threw a punch at Ma Dazhi's head. Ma Dazhi instinctively crouched down and swept his leg out, causing leaves to flutter up and block Chen Er's view. Chen Er casually said to Ma Dazhi.

"Ma Dazhi, hurry up and kick me, the harder the better. I'll help you block this guy so you can get away quickly."

Chen Er lowered his voice, and Ma Dazhi was a little taken aback. Ma Dazhi did not expect Chen Er to make such and such demands on him.

When Ma Dazhi thought about how Chen Er was his superior, how could he bear to do it? But Ma Dazhi also understood that Chen Er was doing all this for their own good.

If he didn't take this opportunity to escape now, he wouldn't have another chance later. Ma Dazhi gritted his teeth, his eyes red, and kicked Chen Er in the stomach.

Chen Er cried out, pushed off the ground with both legs, and fell backward. Just then, Zhao Tianming and his several guards with swords were all tackled by Chen Er. Zhang Dashu sneered and was about to walk past Chen Er, but Chen Er grabbed his ankle.

Zhang Dashu glared angrily at Chen Er: "Get out of my way right now! Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're a low-ranking official. I'll take your life this time."

Chen Er feigned a frightened expression: "Don't go up there. These guys are too strong. You're no match for them. It's better to wait until there are more people before you make a move." Chen Er said helplessly.

Chen Er never expected that he, a mere first-rank official, would have to beg a guard with a sword. Zhang Dashu's expression twisted in disbelief. Of course, Zhang Dashu understood what Chen Er meant by those words; it was obvious that Chen Er wanted to let Ma Dazhi and the others go.

"Chen Er, if you don't let go, I really won't be polite." After Zhang Dashu finished speaking, he swung the knife in his hand at Chen Er's head. Chen Er was startled and immediately stopped pretending. He rolled on the ground and stood up.

Chen Er wasn't supposed to get hurt, but he accidentally bumped his arm into Zhang Dashu's weapon. Chen Er cried out and covered his wound with his hand. Zhang Dashu was a little surprised and didn't know why Chen Er did this or why he offered his arm to him.

Chen Er sneered, "How dare you! Although I am just a low-ranking official, I know I am nothing special, but you still dared to hurt me. What is your crime?" Chen Er said angrily.

Zhang Dashu was a little dumbfounded. No wonder Chen Er did this. It turned out that Chen Er deliberately injured himself to hold him accountable. Zhang Dashu understood that although Chen Er was a first-rank official, he was not someone that a mere bodyguard could afford to offend. So Zhang Dashu immediately looked at Zhao Tianming with a pleading expression.

Zhao Tianming clenched his two huge fists. He hadn't expected Chen Er to act so shamelessly and arrogantly, and even put on a show right under his nose.

"Zhang Dashu, how dare you! Chen Er is a first-rank official, how could you hurt him? Apologize to the magistrate right now!" Zhao Tianming shouted angrily.

Now, Ma Dazhi and his companions have no chance of escaping, as they are surrounded by numerous armed guards. If Zhao Tianming gives the order, Ma Dazhi and his men will probably not even know how they died.

Although Zhang Dashu was furious and knew that Chen Er had done this on purpose, he was forced to bite the bullet under Chen Er's pressure. With red eyes and a lot of resentment, Zhang Dashu bowed to Chen Er.

"I acted impulsively just now and hurt Lord Chen Er. I hope Lord Chen Er can forgive me." Chen Er smiled bitterly. He knew very well that he and his men could not escape this time, but Chen Er would rather the plan fail.

They absolutely could not let Ma Dazhi fall into Zhao Tianming's hands. Ma Dazhi and his men slowly cornered the guards with knives against the wall.

Zhao Tianming sneered. With his legs planted firmly on the ground, he moved like a gust of wind and quickly appeared beside Ma Dazhi. Ma Dazhi never expected that this old dog, who had been an official for more than ten years, would soon be buried.

So swiftly and decisively, before Ma Dazhi could even react, Zhao Tianming had already grabbed the long knife in his hand with one hand. Zhao Tianming had actually caught Ma Dazhi's knife with his bare hand, and blood was flowing from the blade, but Zhao Tianming remained expressionless.

"Tell me who sent you. How dare you act so presumptuously here! If you don't tell me, you'll suffer a terrible death."

After Zhao Tianming finished speaking, he didn't even look at Ma Dazhi. Instead, he punched Ma Dazhi on the head.

A strange gust of wind involuntarily ruffled Ma Dazhi's hair. Ma Dazhi knew perfectly well that if Zhao Tianming were to punch him on the head this time, it would be strange if his head didn't turn into a watermelon.