Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 323
Although we don't know where the flaws were exposed, since Martin recognized us, Ma Yi'ao didn't hide it, and stepped on his hand to ask questions.

But Martin called out: "Yi'ao, you misunderstood me that day, and I didn't intend to do anything to you..."

Ma Yi'ao squatted down, wiped off the camouflage on his face, and said coldly: "Martin, you and I have lived and died together. How many colleagues died under the blade of the five tigers in Pengjiabao back then? Life, this kind of life-threatening friendship, you forget it as soon as you say, I can understand, because you are for your own daughter. But Feihua and you have no grievances or entanglements, it is too much for you to do so. You just need to tell me I will spare your life for her whereabouts, how about it?"

Martin looked helpless and said, well, since you miss me so much, what else can I say?Come on, you can kill or cut as you like, but I only have one thing - I really don't know where Fat Flower is...

Ma Yi'ao suddenly leaned down, grabbed Martin by the neck, and said viciously: "I didn't think clearly that day, but now I still can't figure it out? Don't think that I will rely on my friendship that day." , let you go—Fat Flower is my family, but you, are not!"

Martin was still stubborn, Ma Yi'ao didn't talk nonsense with him, but turned around and said to me: "Hou Zi."

I knew he couldn't do it after all, so I stepped forward, grabbed Martin's head, and then slammed into the stone on the ground.

boom!
If Ma Yi'ao can't do anything to Martin and his past friendship, then for me, there is no such problem at all.

In fact, from the very beginning, I have always disliked this guy who doesn't wash his face or brush his teeth, smells like a stinker, and is extremely lonely. It was all because of Ma Yi'ao that we could barely maintain a relationship with him. face.

Now, to me, he is nothing more than a beggar with a hideous face.

That being the case, how can there be kindness?

I grabbed Martin's greasy hair that hadn't been washed for many days, and knocked him to the ground. Several times in a row, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but the guy refused to speak.

Obviously, a veteran like him should understand that once he tells the truth, he is likely to be in constant trouble.

That being the case, it is better to keep silent, the dead duck has a hard mouth.

Yang Sen who was next to him saw it and came forward and said, "Those people should not have gone far, should we leave here first?"

Ma Yi'ao was disrespectful to Martin, but he couldn't do the same to Yang Sen. He nodded and agreed, let's leave here first and hide there.

After tearing off Martin's clothes, binding his hands and feet and gagging his mouth, we left the paddy fields here.

I escorted Martin in front, and the others followed. Yang Sen walked for a while, and couldn't help asking: "I don't know the names of you, why did you save me?"

Ma Yi'ao didn't hide anything, and said, "My name is Ma Yi'ao, and his name is Hou Mo."

what?
Although Ma Yi'ao could avoid talking about Suzaku next to him, Yang Sen was still a little surprised when he heard our names.

He had obviously heard about us, looked at us with some doubts, and finally fell on me, and said: "The rumored Hou Mo is one foot tall and covered in magic flames. How can he be a fat man?"

I stretched out my hand and rubbed off the flour and oil paint on my face, then smiled at him and said that the legend is a bit exaggerated, as for the fat man—it’s just that Brother Ma’s makeup skills are very good.

Seeing my true face, Yang Sen was sure, and asked earnestly, "I've heard something about you, but now the world is full of turmoil and is not friendly to you, why did you take such a big risk to save me?" And me?"

We walked forward quickly, and Ma Yi'ao asked back: "In the afternoon on the ring, I saw that the marksmanship you used was very familiar. May I ask, Master Yang Lin, the instructor of the 80 imperial army's guns and sticks, is yours?"

Yang Sen smiled wryly, saying that the 80 gun and stick instructor of the Imperial Army is just an equipment instructor at the Armed Police Headquarters. You praised him - he is my second brother.

Ma Yi'ao said solemnly: "Hou Mo and I are both students of the first advanced training class for practitioners. Master Yang Lin once taught us a class. Although it is not popular in today's Jianghu "Being a father", but our respect for Master Yang Lin has never diminished, since we have seen that you have something to do with him, we can't just stand by and watch."

Yang Sen bowed his hand again and said, thank you two for your righteousness, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave here today.

Ma Yi'ao had a few polite words with him, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "By the way, since you have become the son-in-law of Hengtang Old Demon, you should now attend her birthday banquet at Yangming Villa, even if What conflicts and grievances do you have with the Hualian God Beggar, as long as you don’t leave Yangming Villa, he should have nothing to do with you—why did you appear here?”

"This……"

Yang Sen was stopped by Ma Yi'ao's question and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that he was in such a difficult situation, Ma Yi'ao stopped asking, and said, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

The more he said that, Yang Sen felt a little embarrassed, and said truthfully: "It's not inconvenient... Well, to tell you the truth, I don't have any affection for Ms. Peng, so naturally I have no way to stay and complete the marriage contract .”

Hearing this, Suzaku, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but said, "Since you don't like her, why did you jump up to challenge her?"

Yang Sen was silent for a few seconds, and just when we thought he would not answer, he said, "I don't actually know Miss Peng, but I have a friend who had some emotional entanglements with Miss Peng. , I admire him very much. I have been talking to me since I heard about this Martial Arts Martial Arts Competition before, saying that I must be there on the spot to embrace the beauty. It is a pity that he still failed to come here in the end. Because I had an agreement with him , That's why I came here, I saw Martin's repeated provocations today, I wanted to ignore it, but I thought that if Ms. Peng married Martin, my friend would be in a state of mind, so..."

My brain was so excited that I couldn't help but ask, "That man, could it be your second brother?"

Yang Sen shook his head and said no, it wasn't him.

Oh.

Thinking about it, Master Yang Lin is in his forties, and he is in the center, so there shouldn't be any intersection between him and Ms. Peng Liumei.

But from this point of view, Yang Sen is really admirable.

After all, there is a grievance between him and the beggar, and he also knows that Martin's appearance shows that those people are sure that he is here, and even so, he jumped on the stage for a promise, Indomitable.

What's even more rare is that after he finally won the final victory, he took the risk of leaving in order to avoid the embarrassment of winning over his friend's favorite. In any case, such a character is really admirable.

It's just that in this way, maybe the Hengtang old demon will hold a grudge.

After all, running away from marriage is quite embarrassing.

During the conversation, we had already walked through a hillside and came to a bend, where the forest was deep and dense, and the view was blocked, but it was a good place to hide.

We found a shady place on the hillside and stopped, and then Ma Yi'ao said to Yang Sen: "I'm sorry, let's deal with personal grievances."

Yang Sen nodded and said casually.

Ma Yi'ao said to me: "Haini is dead, Wang Hu is stupid, and Feihua is one of my few relatives. Earlier, I fell into a misunderstanding and didn't understand it. Looking back now, Heini's disappearance It has nothing to do with Martin. I can't do it, so please ask me."

I said how come, it's all right?
Ma Yi'ao nodded, and said yes, everyone has their own ideas and choices, but since they are adults, they have to be responsible for their actions.

With Ma Yi'ao's consent, I did not hesitate, squatted down, and said to the bleeding Martin: "To be honest, I have never liked you, especially your greasy hair. It smells so bad, can't you smell it yourself?"

After I finished speaking, I snapped my fingers, and a wisp of fireworks burst out from between my fingers and landed on Martin's head.

His hair didn't know how long he hadn't washed it, it was full of greasy, if he gave it a little fire, it immediately "stabbed" and ignited directly, covering his whole head.

Martin, who was gagged, struggled hard, and then, with a wave of my hand, the fireworks went out, leaving only a black head full of dysentery.

I saw the fear on Martin's face, but I didn't care. Instead, I said to Suzaku, "Turn your head away."

Suzaku refused, why?
I said I'm going to take off his pants, do you want to see?
Suzaku stuck out her tongue and said disgusting.

She consciously went to the perimeter to watch, but I really pulled off Martin's pants, not even the underpants left, and saw the bulging thing, and snapped my fingers again.

The moment the flame appeared, Martin struggled desperately. Seeing that the time was almost up, I took off the cloth stuffed in his mouth, and said, what are you doing?

Martin knew that his friendship with Ma Yi'ao could not save him, so he trembled all over, and then said: "I say, I say."

I said don't talk, I will remove the dirt for you first.

Martin yelled in a panic: "Let me tell you, it has nothing to do with me being taken away by An Moxi of Yueyang Tower."

I slapped my hands and said, "I asked where he is now!"

Martin said, "At, at..."

My face was dark and my hands moved down. Martin hurriedly said, "I'd like to accompany you to Baling and ask An Moxi—don't mess around, please."

I looked at Ma Yi'ao, and he nodded, acquiescing to the matter.

We inquired about the whereabouts of Feihua, and then talked with Yang Sen. He told us that this time, he offended the Hengtang old demon and planned to hide for a while and find a place to rest.

Ma Yi'ao told him that both the beggar with a painted face and the old Hengtang demon are troublesome, if he doesn't mind, we will show him a way.

Thank you very much Jansen, and then we set off.

After walking like this for a while, Yang Sen suddenly asked me: "Brother Hou, may I ask you, the method you practice is "Jiuxuanlu"?"

(End of this chapter)