Chapter 89 [Vajra Hall Master: "Disciple, you are a bit radical and reckless."] (13)
The power of Nine Dragons is always there, even if "Fierce Gods and Evil Spirits·Zhu Huai" is not turned on, and "Chasing Wind Steps" are not used "The ten-shadow trick is also extremely powerful.
Of course, Li He was born from a cross between humans and spirits, and was born different from ordinary people. It's a pity that when faced with cheaters who go beyond the norm, it's still not enough.
As a result, everyone watched helplessly. Every time He Sheng punched the opponent, a cloud of blood mist would inevitably explode. The skin, flesh, and bones cannot bear the super strength + fist strength.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
When they came to their senses, they saw the tall and burly young mountain man, who was in tatters and shapeless. Like a torn rag doll, it fell to the ground with a thud, breathing seemed to be absent, and it seemed that it would not survive.
“?”
“!”
No matter whether it was the people from the boxing gym or the mountain people, they all fell into a sluggish state.
Seconds?
The King Kong Hall Master's eyes widened even more, with a look of disbelief in his copper-bell-like eyes.
He knew in his heart that the newly accepted second disciple was very strong, otherwise he would not have been able to kill three mandrills in a short time. The problem is, I never expected that he could be so tyrannical.
Although Li He is a bastard, he is really not a fool. The talents of spirits and humans are superimposed on each other, and their strength cannot be underestimated. However, the second disciple raised his hand and killed him instantly.
After a confrontation, the other party was completely powerless to resist. And it seems that the moves are so similar to one of my own boxing styles!
Don’t say it, Ma Long is right.
He Sheng's moves are really imitated from him!
Of course, it’s just a specious imitation. It's still far from the boss in the dungeon where he can unleash dozens of violent punches with just a raised hand.
If it had been the owner of the King Kong Pavilion just now, the young mountain people would not even be able to find a whole corpse. They would have to scrape and scrape the debris on the floor and make do with it, burying it as a corpse and putting it to rest.
“You!!!”
Old man Zhang’s eyes were scarlet, and his whole body was full of rage. Today, my original intention was to take the young people down the mountain and experience it. He never expected that he would be beaten to death with one punch after another.
"噌——"
The old man in animal skin pounced like a bat, killing He Sheng who was holding back his fist at extremely fast speed.
“How dare you!”
An old man in the boxing gym shouted angrily. Only the senior brother in the inner courtyard was still sitting in his seat, looking like an old god was present, with a strange look in his eyes. look.
“How brave!”
The leader of the King Kong Pavilion was not a vegetarian. He shouted angrily and jumped up from his seat. He raised his right foot and aimed a blow at Old Man Zhang.
In a trance, the momentum of thousands of troops and horses galloping together intimidated everyone present.
Although Ma Long made the last move, he was the last to strike.
Before Old Man Zhang pounced in front of He Sheng, he hit him on the right shoulder with a kick.
“Bang!”
In an instant, the whole person flew out.
"Boom——"
Smashed the door and window, fell to the ground, and rolled for more than ten meters. He was so disgraced that he could not stop.
"Uncle!"
Outside, the mountain people in linen who were waiting in full array saw old man Zhang flying out of the room. They immediately stepped forward nervously and swarmed around to help him up.
"The Vajra Boxing Gym bullies people too much, let's fight with them." One of the mountain residents received a big blow before he could finish his words. The person who hit him was none other than Old Man Zhang.
“Stop talking.”
The next second, the master of the Vajra Hall walked out in a hurry.
"Zhang, are you convinced?"
"I am convinced, sincerely."
What can Lao Zhang do?
The consequences of being stubborn are death. The young leader who had just lost a mountain man could not afford to let his remaining children die with him.
"Okay, come in, let's talk about your compensation for the attack on my second disciple!" After finishing his words, he turned around and walked back. He saw a group of young mountain people gritting their teeth. Some people even bleed from their bites.
Old man Zhang was a bachelor. As soon as he came in, he asked everyone to follow him and kneel down to He Sheng and kowtow three times.
I am willing to admit defeat!
Instead of having people press your neck and kowtow to death in humiliation to apologize, it is better to take the initiative and bear less shame. Although the young mountain people were unwilling to do so, they had to hold their noses in recognition when they saw their eldest uncle knelt down and kowtowed.
"Okay." The owner of the Vajra Hall was very satisfied with the behavior of the mountain people and said hello.
“You guys, go out.”
Old man Zhang sent the mountain people away and said again.
"The person who asked us to kill was the third son of the Qian family in Leting County. I hope the owner of the museum will keep it a secret for us."
"Okay."
Ma Long had actually guessed it. After all, his second disciple , usually stays in his own courtyard every day without leaving the front door or taking a step forward. Who do you think he can offend?
The only one who has a complaint can only be the third son of the Qian family.
“Next, let’s talk about your compensation for your actions on my apprentice.”
One sentence made Old Man Zhang fall into silence.
He knew he was in the wrong, and the owner of the Vajra Hall was unreasonable and unforgiving.
So, I gritted my teeth.
"Master, I take out a Yunyang fruit to apologize. Is that okay?"
"Huh?"
The horse racing owner looked surprised. He really didn't expect Zhang to be so willing to bleed.
"Okay, since you are so sincere. I will make the decision and the price of the materials will be adjusted back to the previous price. From now on, all grudges between us will be settled."
"Thank you very much, owner of the museum, for your kindness. On behalf of the people of Qingshan, thank you for your noble gesture!" After saying his beautiful words, Old Man Zhang bowed with his hands clasped in his fists, turned and left the hall.
He paid such a high price, didn’t he just want someone named Ma to raise his hand? Otherwise, the second disciple of the other party had nothing to do with him, and he was kicked again, so he wouldn't be so low-spirited.
The disciples of the Vajra Boxing Hall watched the mountain people leave in despair, each one mentioning how proud they were. Look, they say the people on the mountain are cruel and brutal. Shouldn’t we still bow our heads and admit defeat when facing the owner of our hotel?
"You guys go down first."
In the hall, Ma Long said to the eldest disciple and a group of old people.
"Yes."
A group of people stood up and left, but Liu Xu always looked like he was hesitant to speak.
“You boy.”
After the master and apprentice were the only two people left in the room, the horse owner pointed at He Sheng and smiled.
“Sheng, my teacher, I have a few words to say to you. As for people, you can keep a low profile, but sometimes you have to be arrogant and vicious. Otherwise, anyone who sees you will bully you.
If the third son of the Qian family showed his talent early when he recruited you, what could he do if he was unhappy? Hand it over to you.
You did a good job today. You didn't hide your head and just beat the bastard to death. But, sometimes it's not a good thing for people to be too aggressive.
You see. Look, the mountain people will have to have sex with you in the future. It won’t be much trouble if I’m here as a teacher. What if I’m gone?”
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely not be so radical in the future." He Sheng promised. In fact, I didn't mind.
We have already formed a deadly feud with the mountain people. If we don’t pursue death, how can we let them go?
He has always been a master who avenges enemies and repays kindness.
“Master, by the way, what is Yunyang Fruit?”
Hearing this, Ma Long smiled slightly.
"You will know when they bring it tomorrow. It is a first-class thing. If it were more than ten years ago, I would be jealous of it as a teacher."
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