Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

The two bowed three more times in front of the grave, said something like vowing to kill Honglian, and then went back to the thatched cottage.

Walking into the yard, the inside was in a mess, obviously it had been ruined by someone.The two felt distressed, after all, they had lived here for several months, and Zhang Yujie was even more so, his teeth itched with anger, and he said that he must smash Hong Lian's body into thousands of pieces.

But scolding is scolding, the two still pack up.Although they had been busy all night, the martial arts practitioners were very energetic. They each took a big broom to clean up, and took some time to clean up the house and the yard.

Wan Dao Xiaguang scattered into the yard, both of them were panting from exhaustion, lying in the yard looking at the sky.

"Master is quite nice." Zhang Yujie choked up and said, "Although he has a weird temper, he is really kind to us both."

"Yes." Zhou Ming clenched his fists.That strange old man just left the lives of the two of them.

"He taught me the Black Tiger Ten Form Fist, and he also taught me how to drink...although I don't know what the purpose of drinking is." Zhang Yujie took another sip from the gourd around his waist, and said, "It seems that there is nothing special except that the amount of alcohol has increased. function."

Zhou Ming smiled: "Yes, at least you won't collapse immediately after drinking now."

"What's the use?" Zhang Yujie asked back.

Zhou Ming was at a loss for words.

Zhang Yujie lifted the gourd again, drank it all in one gulp, walked to the well, and brought up a barrel of wine.

"Drink, get drunk. Maybe this is a dream. Master will come back when you wake up." Zhang Yujie filled the gourd with wine, and poured it down again, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Except for my sister, Master It was the second family member who left me."

Zhou Ming felt sore when he heard this, he knew that what Zhang Yujie cared about most was feelings.

"The master taught me every move and every move." Zhang Yujie said, and then punched the Black Tiger Ten Shapes Fist.It's just that he was already drunk at this time. Although he hadn't fallen down yet, his footsteps were staggering, and his punches were crooked and disorganized.

"Why can't I fight well? Why can't I fight well?" Zhang Yujie said to himself, still punching in a mess, no dragon, no tiger, no tiger, snake, snake, mink, or mink, it looked extremely funny.

"I have failed my master, I have failed my master!" Zhang Yujie ran around the yard, smashing things like crazy, overturning the stone bench, overturning the fence, leaving the peach tree branches, and howling to the sky.