The incident of the black-faced ghost woman has also come to an end, the fat man and I have been recuperating in the First People's Hospital of Haibin City for a week, and returned to Haibin University to prepare for the final exam, while Wu Mei is still concentrating on the case in hand, and she is very busy.

Long Yang lost his knowledge about archaeology for half a month, and the fat man was snoring in bed.

"Nima, dead fat man, you still let people learn," Long Yang angrily scolded the sleeping fat man, walked to the fat man's bed and kicked him down.

"Long Yang, what are you doing, I'm having a good dream, let you make a mess of it" The fat man rubbed his swollen eye bubbles and complained about Long Yang.

"Hey, dead fat man, you're lingering with that young lady in your dreams again," Long Yang laughed and teased.

Seeing that the fat man was not interested at all, Long Yang thought of the promise he had promised to teach the fat man the Tao before, and it was not a matter to delay it like this, so it may not be a good thing to let the fat man enter the cultivation world as soon as possible.

"Fat man, haven't you been shouting for me to teach you the Tao, there has been a lot of time vacant recently, or ......" Before Long Yang finished speaking, the fat man's listless head suddenly raised.

"Yoko, what you said is true?" asked the fat man excitedly.

"It's not impossible, but Maoshan has a precept, you need to kill a demon to worship under the Maoshan Gate, you and I are not born and die once or twice, these are exempted" Long Yang said jokingly looking at the fat man.

"Then teach me the Tao now, I'm already hungry and thirsty," the fat man said anxiously.

Long Yang sat opposite the fat man and began to teach him to breathe and exhale, which was also the first threshold of cultivation.

I breathed the true qi of the dantian, and the fat man also followed my movements, spreading his arms and pranayama.

"Wow, Yoko is so difficult!" the fat man grumbled.

"Cultivation is not an overnight thing at all, it needs to be accumulated over time to be feasible, don't be discouraged, we continue to accept anger" Long Yang encouraged the fat man who was depressed.

After pranayama for two days, Long Yang sensed that there was a trace of true clouds condensing in the fat man's dantian with his qi, nodded slightly, and said with relief: "Fat man, you breathe in and feel it." ”

"Yoko, I feel that something is moving in the belly of the dantian, I have never felt this way before" The fat man was pleasantly surprised, knowing that he had made a little progress, and he had a strong will to cultivate in his heart.

Seaside City has entered the cycle of winter, and the school has canceled morning self-study and evening self-study.

Long Yang went to the mobile phone store to buy a smartphone, thinking that it would be a lot easier to notify things in the future, the fat man was going to do it tonight, and agreed to go out to masturbate and comfort him.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the two went to a barbecue stall a few hundred meters away from the school, ordered dozens of lamb skewers and a few bottles of beer, and feasted on them.

"Help!" a girl's cry for help rang out.

I saw a few yellow-haired gangsters smiling lewdly, surrounding a little girl who looked like a student of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

One of the yellow-haired boys touched the girl's face and said with a wicked smile: "Little sister, don't be afraid, let my brother entertain you well tonight, ahaha." ”

The fat man and I drank more than a dozen bottles of beer, and we were already drunk, and when I saw this scene, I didn't think much about it, so I picked up the empty bottle on the table and walked towards a few thugs.

"Stop! What kind of system did a few big men do to a weak woman!" Long Yang scolded loudly.

"Yo, come a hero, hahaha......" A few yellow-haired thugs mocked Long Yang, holding their stomachs and laughing.

Bang bang bang!

Long Yang took the lead in smashing the empty wine bottle on the head of a yellow-haired boy, and the fat man was not ambiguous when he saw that I was moving, and he also moved his hands, ah...... A few of the thugs were cleaned up by me and the fat man, and fell to the ground clutching their bloody heads.

"Get out!" the fat man scolded at a thug who had fallen to the ground.

"You wait for me! We are from the Black Dragon Gang, and we will have your good fruit to eat when the time comes!" a few yellow-haired thugs scolded as they ran, and the soles of their feet were anointed with a cigarette and disappeared.

"These bunnies are running very fast," the fat man was drunk, and he made a noise.

"Dude, you're in trouble, do you know who those little yellow hairs are just now?" said the barbecue stall owner, patting his thigh.

The fat man and I looked confused, shook our heads and said, "Whose subordinates are those miscellaneous hairs, we are afraid that he will not succeed." ”

The owner of the barbecue stall hurriedly cleaned up the barbecue stall and said in a panic: "There is a very powerful Black Dragon Gang in this area, the boss is called Huxiong, he is a notoriously ruthless character, and he forces us to pay protection money every month, and the local police station does not dare to provoke them easily, I advise you to run away." ”

After the boss finished speaking, he set up the barbecue stall and left in a hurry.

Long Yang's heart tightened, knowing that he and the fat man had provoked the underworld, and just wanted to turn around and inform the fat man, several white vans rushed over.

More than 20 people got down from the van, holding iron rods in their hands to surround Long Yang and the fat man, and the yellow-haired gangsters who had just been scooped by the two of them were also among the more than 20 people.

"Brother Xiong, it's these two miscellaneous pieces that beat our brothers out of shape, and scolded our Black Dragon Society" A yellow-haired boy covered the swollen pig's head and said fanning the flames.

A middle-aged man with a large gold chain around his neck and a pair of black sunglasses in his eyes, with a terrifying scar on his face, took a puff of a cigar and squinted at Long Yang and the two.

"I heard that you injured a few of my brothers, why don't you give me an explanation" Huxiong's face did not fluctuate at all, and he said calmly.

"People have beaten you, what do you want to do! If you don't accept it," the fat man said with a big stride before the drunkenness had completely subsided.

Long Yang was already much sober, smiled coldly, and asked rhetorically: "Blatantly molesting underage girls, shouldn't this kind of person be beaten?"

Huxiong didn't rush to make a move, he swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog, his face was against the tip of Long Yang's nose, and said leisurely: "Here, Lao Tzu has the final say, you are still the first person who dares to challenge me, your courage is commendable, but you will have to pay the due price for your mistakes." ”

"Do it!" Hu Xiong threw away the cigar, still said flatly, and more than two dozen thugs picked up the iron rod in their hands and smashed it towards Long Yang and the others.