gold farm

Chapter 189
"This is the so-called monopoly of the mountain as the king? Let's go, they must be waiting impatiently!"

After the words fell, Zhao Gangjun put his arms around Tang Menxue's waist, and walked towards the arched door at the foot of the mountain...

"Stop, this is Qing Mansion, no outsiders are allowed to enter..."

Just as the two of them walked to the door, the two men in black standing by the door immediately stopped them with their hands, their expressions were tough and their words were stern, revealing a sense of arrogance.

Tang Menxue's pretty face turned cold, and she was about to reprimand him but didn't want to be stopped by Zhao Gangjun's raised hand. He smiled calmly and said to the two men in black, "Go and tell your boss, the person they are looking for is here. Already!"

Hearing this, the two men in black showed doubts in their eyes and looked at each other. The man in black who spoke before turned his head to look at Zhao Gangjun and the others, and nodded stiffly: "Then wait a while, I will Just get in touch..."

While speaking, the man in black took out the walkie-talkie pinned to his waist, nodded to his companion, and went to the bottom of the stone wall to talk...

Zhao Gangjun withdrew his gaze, cast his eyes on the man in black in front of him, and felt it carefully. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his tiger's eyes. Looking at his simple and honest face, he turned his mind and said with a smile: "Brother, from the Northeast." ?”

The honest man didn't pay attention to him, and there was a trace of seriousness and vigilance in his unwavering demeanor.

Zhao Gangjun was not annoyed when he saw this, and under Tang Menxue's puzzled eyes, there was a hint of admiration on his face: "The muscles, bones and skin have been tempered well, and among the three exercises, horizontal training has made the fastest progress, but it is a pity that horizontal training is not the right way after all! It’s a short-term success that misses the foundation of a lifetime, give up when you’ve just entered the second practice! If you’re really interested in martial arts, I’ll teach you…”

Zhao Gangjun's words were like a hammer, hitting the simple and honest man's heart one sentence at a time, arousing the shock and astonishment in his heart, looking at him in disbelief, and exclaiming: "How do you know? impossible…"

Looking at the man's horrified expression, Tang Menxue looked at Zhao Gangjun more and more full of admiration!She is also a practitioner, but she can't see the slightest way, but Zhao Gangjun can see the martial arts and realm of the opponent's practice at a glance, and even tells the strength of it!This is not just a matter of eyesight, it also involves the mastery and understanding of martial arts, maybe even the head of the Tang Sect doesn't have this kind of knowledge, right?
This little man in my family is worthy of being a real dragon!

Thinking about it this way, Tang Menxue felt more and more in her heart that she was very lucky to be able to find such a reassuring man!

"Nothing is impossible..." Zhao Gangjun smiled mysteriously, pointed at the simple and honest man's jaw, and said calmly: "The three blood vessels are intertwined and corrected, which proves that you have already hurt your vitality, and you He is so young, and besides, his energy is condensed and does not dissipate, it is definitely impossible because of intercourse! Putting aside all kinds of impossibilities, then the only thing left is to practice..."

"Martial arts are profound and unpredictable, and there are only a few types of martial arts that can achieve their goals in the shortest time... and the third practice is one of the few types of martial arts. Apart from the second practice of civil and martial arts, it hurts the foundation and the most. The most rapid progress is horizontal training! Explain it this way, do you understand?"

"Hiss..." These words were like stones thrown into the lake one after another, which made the simple and honest man stunned and stepped back a few steps, his face was full of shock and fear, looking at the plainly dressed The unattractive boy, the man turned his mind around, took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at him vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "Who are you, and what is the purpose of coming here? "

I can't help the man not to be afraid, the young man in front of him is really scary, not only his faint aura, but also his torch-like insight and demon-like wisdom are enough to make the man dread All on alert!
"So what..." The simple and honest man stared, turned his head and glanced at the man who was still asking for instructions under the stone wall in the distance, his eyes flickered and he said calmly with no expression on his face: "A man with no morals, no morals and no humanity, What's so strange about dying outside..."

"You're right, I think so too..." Zhao Gangjun patted Tang Menxue's arm, just about to speak, when he saw the man in black with the walkie-talkie walking over, he couldn't help suppressing the pain in his throat words, and smiled lightly at the simple and honest man.

The man in black came over, staring at Zhao Gangjun with stern eyes, and said indifferently: "Come up with me! Tie Zhu, you guard the door first..."

Seeing this, Zhao Gangjun smiled calmly, hugged Tang Menxue's waist, and followed behind the man in black. When passing by the simple and honest man, he smiled and whispered: "The simple and honest appearance has an unwilling heart. Temperament is very popular in this society, but you picked the wrong time and the wrong person to blame!"

Leaving these words behind, Zhao Gangjun ignored the simple and honest man whose face had changed drastically, put his arms around the pensive Tang Menxue, and walked towards the mountain...

The simple and honest man looked at their figures that were drifting away, his eyes showed a look of struggle, he let out a heavy breath after a while, and sighed bitterly: "I didn't expect to meet such a monster, But so what..."

When Zhao Gangjun stepped into the blue-tiled and white house, he felt the sense of chilling in the air. His tiger eyes turned and scanned the men in black all around, looking at their bulging waists, and The standing position and posture, while disdainful in his heart, looked at the figures on the sofa in the living room with a calm look in his tiger eyes, feeling the grief and murderous look emanating from them, and smiled lightly on his rough face:
"When guests come to the door, how can you stay still..."

"Boy..."

"sit down…"

A middle-aged man with a ferocious face just raised his angry eyes when he was stopped by the old man on the main seat.

"Yes, master..." The evil-looking middle-aged man saluted respectfully, then glared at Zhao Gangjun resentfully, and sat back with an unshakable expression...

"A girl from the Tang family?" The old man looked at Tang Menxue with both eyes, his vicissitudes of eyes gleamed, Juhun's body straightened up from the sofa, and wrinkles on his face piled up, like Like ravines, people can't see his true expression.

Hearing the old man's question, Tang Menxue, who was sitting on Zhao Gangjun's lap, nodded slightly, and responded coldly: "Tang Jiamenxue, the reason why I came to bother Master Qing today is to prove my innocence..."

"Innocent?" The white-haired old man raised his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes flashed away, and the murderous intent on his body suddenly became stronger, and the corners of his mouth twitched coldly on his old face: "My Qing family Three generations of single biography, now the only remaining incense is extinguished, and it is still in your hands! And you want to get rid of yourself as soon as you open your mouth...Young man, do you think this is appropriate?"

"Not right..." Hearing this, Zhao Gangjun grinned, and under the astonished eyes of everyone and Tang Menxue's puzzled eyes, he bent down and reached out to pick up an apple on the coffee table, looking like an old god eating it. After taking a few bites, he said calmly, "This apple is sweet and astringent and not tasty at all. Why did the fruit pickers pick it off? What do you think, old man?"

Hearing these words, everyone's eyes full of murderous intent showed a hint of contemplation, and the silence also caused the frozen atmosphere to slow down a little...

When the old man with white hair heard his words, he instantly understood what he meant. It was just the pain of the incense being extinguished, and Qingyang was injured by Zhao Gangjun again, and judging from the pictures in the video , the movement injury is exactly the same!
"Hahaha... What a clear conscience!" A loud laugh woke up everyone, and the smile on the face of the white-haired old man gradually turned cold, his sharp eyes stared at Zhao Gangjun, and he said coldly after a while: "It's not bad to be brave!" It's just that you lack wisdom in doing things. The Qing family has stood in the sea for a hundred years. You, a young boy who just arrived here, dare to pluck the hair on the head of a tiger.

Hearing this, Zhao Gangjun shook his head, threw the half-bitten apple in his hand on the coffee table, looked at the expressions of the people with tiger eyes, turned his mind, and smiled lightly with his rough face: "Neither of them , otherwise I wouldn’t have stepped in here today! Besides, I’m not here to explain to you today. In my eyes, you are like the apples on the tea table. Whether you pick them or not is just a matter of one sentence. ..."

"The boy is so brave..."

There was a roar of anger, and the hundreds of men in black around them instantly took out guns from their arms, and pointed them at Zhao Gangjun and Tang Menxue who were on the sofa. The air in the room instantly froze, and a wave of Thick chill...

(End of this chapter)