In the evening, Yang Ye, who returned home, after finishing the meal, spread out on the sofa, and there were bursts of soreness all over his body. Recalling the battle with Duan Xianzhong in the morning, he had to accept the so-called ancient Chinese boxing method in Duan Xianzhong's mouth.

Every punch, every kick, when you hit your body, you can feel the impact of a stream of air, making you not only have to bear the pain of flesh and skin, but also the stinging pain of the nerves in your body from the impact of the airflow.

Originally, his strength was not as good as Duan Xianzhong's, and he had to resist the unknown air current, which made him be pressed and beaten by Duan Xianzhong throughout the whole process, and he had to put more energy into it, and he didn't even reflect the advantage of his physical strength being superior to Duan Xianzhong, and almost all of them fell to the ground at the same time as Duan Xianzhong.

After being abused by Duan Xianzhong, although he did not relax on his lips, Yang Ye's heart had involuntarily developed a certain interest in the ancient Chinese boxing method. Duan Xianzhong's words were replayed in his mind, and after thinking about Yang Ye for a day, he finally made a decision in his heart to learn from Duan Xianzhong the ancient Chinese boxing method that gave him a headache. At the same time, Yang Ye's heart also had a wicked thought that after he finished his studies, he must abuse Duan Xianzhong to avenge today's blood revenge.

Just when Yang Ye was thinking nonsense on the sofa, there was a rapid knock on the door, and Yang Ye, who woke up from his fantasy, frowned, slowly stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door, when he saw the person outside the door, Yang Ye's face was full of doubt.

Standing outside the door was Yang Ye's neighbor, Mo Yao, a student at Dongjiang University, with a thick anxiety on her face at this time, tears lingering in her eyes, and a red slap print on her left cheek.

Without waiting for Yang Ye to ask, Mo Yao hurriedly said, "Little brother, save my mother." ”

Hearing Mo Yao's words, Yang Ye asked, "What's wrong with your mother?"

"Someone is bullying him, come with me. With that, Mo Yao turned around and walked to his house next door.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Ye still chose to keep up with her.

As soon as he walked into Mo Yao's house, Yang Ye heard a woman's voice of resistance, and a man's cursing voice came from the bedroom.

"You let go of me, you beast, don't do this. ”

"Stinky **, dare to resist, see if I don't clean you up today. ”

Yang Ye followed Mo Yao into the bedroom, only to see a shirtless man pressing a woman on the bed, his hands constantly tearing her clothes. Yang Ye fixed his eyes and saw that the woman who was pressed down on the bed was Mo Yao's mother, Lin Muxue.

Since he had already come here, Yang Ye had no intention of standing idly by, so he stepped forward, grabbed the man's arm, and pulled him under the bed with a forceful pull. The man was careless, and then he made a mistake.

At this time, Lin Muxue's white shirt was torn and broken by the man, and a large piece of snow-white spring light was exposed to the air. At this time, losing the man's control, Lin Muxue hurriedly pulled the quilt on the side and covered her body.

At this time, the man who was pulled off the bed by Yang Ye flipped up from the ground, stared at Yang Ye with an angry face, and said, "Where did the hairy boy come from, and he dared to meddle with the uncle's affairs." ”

Hearing the man's unashamed words, Yang Ye said coldly: "Please leave here quickly, otherwise I will call the police." ”

"Call the police?" The man laughed, "You report, I don't know what law I broke by fucking my own wife, come, you call the police, I'll fuck this slut in front of them, see what they can do to me." ”

Hearing that Lin Muxue was actually the wife of the man in front of him, Yang Ye suddenly looked at Lin Muxue on the bed and Mo Yao beside him suspiciously, if it was just their family matter, he really couldn't interfere.

Seeing the doubts in Yang Ye's eyes, afraid that he would leave away, Lin Muxue hurriedly said: "He is not my husband! I have long broken off my relationship with him, but he refuses to divorce me, we have been separated for a few years, I didn't expect you to continue to pester me." ”

The man scoundrel said: "What is pestering you, as long as Lao Tzu does not divorce you, you are my wife, I can do you as I want." ”

When Lin Muxue heard this, she said angrily: "Mo Wei, you brute, since you messed around with that woman, you were deceived by her and became addicted to gambling, it was not enough to lose all your family property, and you even wanted to use me and my daughter to pay off the debt, we have no relationship, please don't come to disturb the lives of our mother and daughter in the future." ”

Hearing Lin Muxue's words, Mo Wei said coldly: "You are my wife, what's wrong with helping me repay my debts, did I treat you badly when I was rich before, but now that I am in trouble, you will not be able to save you." As he spoke, Mo Wei glanced at Yang Ye, who was speechless, and said: "Is it that now that you have a new person, you have forgotten the old person, this little white face is the man you are looking for now? I didn't expect you to have a very high taste, just to hook up with some young people, but I am as good at kung fu as I am?"

Hearing Mo Wei's foul language, Lin Muxue said angrily: "Mo Wei, you are shameless!"

Yang Ye on the side, there was also a trace of displeasure on his face, and said lightly: "The master here does not welcome you, please leave immediately." ”

Hearing Yang Ye's words, Mo Wei said arrogantly: "Damn, you don't know how to live or die, sleep with my wife, and dare to talk to me like this, I think you are tired of living." As he spoke, he picked up his fist and smashed it into Yang Ye's head.

Seeing this, Yang Ye squatted down and met Mo Wei, his left arm bent, and an elbow blow was imprinted on Mo Wei's chest.

Mo Wei was attacked by Yang Ye and flew to the ground upside down, and it took a while before he struggled to get up. Clutching his aching chest, Mo Wei grabbed a vase on the dresser next to him and smashed it at Yang Ye again.

Seeing Mo Wei's movements, Lin Muxue and Mo Yao both looked at Yang Ye with deep worries.

Yang Ye took two steps forward without hurrying, quickly grabbed Mo Wei's wrist holding the vase, and then twisted it hard, and the vase in his hand smashed on his head, and with a bang, with the splashing of vase fragments, Mo Wei was beaten and sat on the ground, and his head was dizzy.

Defeated by Yang Ye twice in a row, Mo Wei finally knew that he was not the opponent of the young man in front of him, and once again climbed up with difficulty, Mo Wei pointed at Yang Ye and said: "Okay, you little rabbit cub, you have a kind, you have the ability to wait for me here, let's see who is the best in the end." With that, he staggered around Yang Ye and ran out of the room.