Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 72 Desperate
After the grunt, the driver stopped the car.

Bai Yang and Zhang Xiaocui got out of the car with the children, gave the money, and the coachman drove away.

Zhang Xiaocui took her son from Bai Yang's hand, held her son in her arms, looked at the gate of Zhang's house, and said with emotion,
"This is my father and mother's house. They are all from the countryside. They have no skills or knowledge. If there is something that is not well taken care of, you should take care of it. Also, my brother is weak and sick. Since you know martial arts, this time I will see you." Let's see if we can teach him one and a half moves, so as to strengthen his body."

When Bai Yang got out of the car, he felt heavy in his heart, and his right eyelid kept twitching.

Hearing Zhang Xiaocui's words, he gave a perfunctory hum and knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a young man with bright eyes, a thin figure, and a strange and clever look.

After asking about the situation, he let the person in, and then led the family of three to the house.

Along the way, Bai Yang felt more and more that something was wrong, turned his head and asked Zhang Xiaocui in a low voice,
"No, didn't you say that your family only has a lame old man as a porter? Why is it a young man? Could there be some conspiracy in it?"

It has to be said that Bai Yang can become the fuse of a series of things, and he has been at ease so far, indeed he has two brushes in his hands, his sense of smell is very keen, and he has already noticed something wrong.

However, Zhang Xiaocui, a woman from a Taoist family, does not have such a way of thinking, and is displeased with Taoism instead.

"What's your name? That lame old man looks like he's dying, what's wrong with finding a smart young man to be the porter? It's better to think less about it and show it in front of my parents later. "

When I got to the meeting room, I found that there were quite a few people scattered around a few tables and chairs, very quiet.

Zhang Xiaocui saw her father, Zhang Daniu, a bit more vicissitudes than when they met before, with an indelible tiredness on his face, and he was talking to a heroic young man who was fiddling with Buddhist beads.

Seeing such a scene, the cordon in Bai Yang's heart was immediately stretched, his heart was pounding, his hands and feet were cold, his mouth was dry, his footsteps stopped in front of the threshold of the room, and he couldn't lift up no matter what.

It's not that he can't, but he doesn't dare. The room in front of him is like the big mouth of an ancient monster that can swallow him up at any time. This kind of dangerous intuition is unprecedented in his life.

At the same time, he was already quickly observing the surrounding environment, recalling the paths he had traveled before, and looking for a direction to break out and escape.

He didn't know anyone in this room, and he didn't know whether they were targeting him, but Bai Yang felt that the other party was definitely not a kind person.

Sure enough, when Bai Yang was thinking about whether he could break out with his wife and children, the clever young man who had led the way before him had quietly stopped behind him, cutting off his retreat, and at the same time said with a fake smile,

"Bai Yang, since you're here, don't you want to meet your former master?"

This surprised Zhang Xiaocui, who was still immersed in the happiness of being reunited with her family, and asked,

"What master?"

The next moment, a few burly men with stern faces sprang out from the corridors on both sides of the door, completely surrounding Bai Yang and Zhang Xiaocui, their breaths were condensed, at least they were all of small internal strength cultivation.

When Bai Yang heard about the former master, he already understood who the person inside was, and even more understood who set up such a situation to make him fall into the trap without knowing it.

"Meng Zhao, it must be Meng Zhao, he actually came to see me in person, it's over now."

Since Bai Yang can do extraordinary things, he is naturally not an idle person. After thinking about the current situation, he knows that today may be more or less auspicious.

But the trapped beast was still fighting, he didn't want to just admit defeat, so he decided to attack the young man behind him.

The trick was extremely vicious, the right hand turned into a tiger's claw, and it was drawn towards the young man's heart, with gusts of evil wind, it seemed like a tiger pounced on him in a trance, it was extremely vicious.

The martial arts he studied is superficial, and he only learned one fragment of internal martial arts, while the external martial art is the more common pictographic martial arts in the martial arts, the fierce tiger boxing method.

Originally, he was just a person who was able to absorb energy and condense energy, and he was in the realm of getting started the day after tomorrow, but with the help of the power of the Earth Spirit Orb, in a short period of time, his inner breath surged forward, and he was about to reach the perfection of Xiaocheng, and he was about to completely open up his dantian.

Therefore, with the blessing of internal strength, the originally mediocre Tiger Fist burst out with impressive power. .

And that young man smiled coldly, he didn't take Bai Yang to heart, he threw a whip leg in front of him, crackling the air, the whistling wind and the fierce claw wind collided, and there was an instant agitation There was a clear wave.

The moment the two fought against each other, they fought with all their internal strength, and the winner was quickly determined.

Bai Yang was kicked like a ball by the young man's fierce legs and flew directly into the meeting room. After falling to the ground, he rolled over several times and knocked over the tables and chairs. Blood gushed out of his mouth, staining his entire face like a Shura ghost.

Seeing such a change, Zhang Xiaocui was stunned for a moment, never expecting such a strong and mighty man to be defeated in an instant.

Then sensibility prevailed, holding her son in her arms, and rushed into the house like crazy, completely disregarding her identity as a weak woman and the danger she might encounter.

Fortunately, no one in the hall cared about a weak woman, her existence is now dispensable.

However, such movement frightened the child who was lying in the mother's arms so well.

With a grin of his mouth, he burst into tears, his fleshy face was crowded into a ball, and he couldn't stop crying, tears rolling down like beads.

Seeing this, Lu Le frowned. It was too noisy, and the voice was very loud, which could easily cause trouble. He said to Zhang Xiaocui,

"Shut up your children, or I don't guarantee that you will be safe later."

As a wife and mother, Zhang Xiaocui is qualified. Her love for the child made her suppress the grief and worry in her heart, and quickly coaxed her softly a few times.

Sure enough, the child stopped crying, blinked his eyelashes still stained with tears, and looked at everything in front of him.

When he was young, he just released the most simple emotions in his heart, such as fear, sadness, curiosity, and so on.

After being coaxed by the familiar mother, she immediately calmed down obediently.

Seeing this, Meng Zhao chuckled, put one arm on the table, twirled the prayer beads, and said,
"Ale, it's too fierce, the child doesn't know anything, don't be like this.

Someone came to take Zhang Xiaocui and the child to the back house, where Mrs. Zhang Wang will take care of them temporarily.

The grievances between men have to be resolved by the men themselves, you say yes, Bai Yang. "

Before struggling to stand up, the blood-stained Bai Yang spoke, Zhang Xiaocui's charming eyes were full of determination and firmness, looking at his father who bowed his knees in front of these people, and thinking of today's difficulties, he realized that he was betrayed by the closest person , said coldly,
"No need, the child and I are here, if Bai Yang dies, our mother and I will accompany you.

Our family of three will never be separated, whether in life or death. "

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