Chapter 506: My daughter-in-law is still waiting at home to warm up the kang!

Such a scene with great contrast between the front and back almost shocked everyone's eyeballs--

No one can accept that such a reversal could suddenly occur.

The person who was beaten suddenly felt as if he had eaten a whole bottle of expired Viagra, and his body was full of terrifying power.

The sound of punches shook people's hearts.

Where is this Nima fighting, it's just a complete abuse.

The faces of Long Huaiyuan and his party were full of shock. They couldn't figure out what was going on.

I was beaten just now and I had no power to fight back, why did I become so powerful all of a sudden?

"Could it be that he is hiding his strength?" Long Huaiyuan thought indignantly. I'm already planning what to do next.

Now the old man of the Ouyang family is their biggest support, and it is best to beat Yang Yi to death, even if he doesn't die, it is good to lose both. But if the old guy is defeated, what else will he rely on to kill Yangyi?

Long Huaiyuan didn't think that the few guns he brought and a few dead soldiers of the Ouyang family could deal with Yang Yi.

"Run?"

Long Huaiyuan instinctively took two steps back quietly, but he smiled helplessly and stood still.

If you escape now, you won't have a chance to kill Yangyi again. He cannot run and will not be allowed to escape.

"Old Chen, let the snipers find a chance to shoot. Remember, be sure to kill with one hit. Long Huaiyuan said in a cruel voice.

He didn't believe it, could his head still be worthy of a sniper rifle.

"Yes!"

The figure flashed in the field, and Yang Yi smashed another punch into the old man's abdomen. The old man is like a kite with a broken string.

Yang Yi didn't catch up this time, but stood in place and watched coldly.

With so many punches, his arm was sore.

"Bang!"

The old man's body hit the ground with a heavy blow, smashing up a cloud of dust.

"Grandpa Taizu!" Ouyang Ye exclaimed, and wanted to rush to the field, but was stopped by Long Huaiyuan.

The old man was beaten down, and when he went, he didn't know how Yang Yi would torture him.

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot rang out, and bullets whistled towards Yang Yi's forehead.

Long Huaiyuan had almost seen Yang Yi's forehead being blasted out of a bloody hole. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Yang Yi without blinking.

Yang Yi seemed to feel something, his body turned back, and the bullet grazed his clothes and hit the car behind him. At the same time, the two silver needles in Yang Yi's hand also shot out.

"Ahh

There was a miserable scream from the small dirt bag behind Long Huaiyuan, and then there was no sound again. You don't have to look to know that the sniper is dead.

"Hidden weapon?" Long Huaiyuan's eyes widened in twilight. If it weren't for the fact that the occasion didn't allow it now, he would have wanted to jump to scold his mother.

This kid has high kung fu, good medical skills, a ruthless heart, a lot of means, and a secret weapon - what else can't he do?

Monsters, just monsters.

He wondered what it would be like if those two bright sticks shot at him just now.

He Long Huaiyuan has experienced countless wars, large and small, and he can be regarded as a person who has seen big scenes. But there has never been a time when I was so frightened as I am today.

In a high position, with a prominent reputation, a high position of authority, he speaks louder than others. One sentence is worth a million to someone else—he's fallen in love with this kind of life, he's used to it. Therefore, they cherish their lives more than ordinary people.

Yang Yi smiled at Long Huaiyuan, and then turned his gaze to the old man.

Although he was beaten down, Yang Yi didn't believe that he would die so easily.

Sure enough, the old man slowly got up from the ground and looked at Yang Yi opposite with an indifferent expression.

The gray robe was stained with mud, and there were some stains on his cheeks. I can't see the slightest master's posture anymore, but it's a bit like a down-and-out old man.

Reaching out to wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, the old man suddenly laughed.

Maybe it's because I haven't laughed for many years, the muscles on my face are a little stiff, and my smile is indescribably weird and calm.

Yang Yi was inexplicable, looked at the old man suspiciously, and thought, 'Is it stupid to be beaten?'

After a long while, the old man sighed helplessly and said, "Junior, you really have some means, but I underestimated you." ”

Now it was Yangyi's turn to be surprised.

So many punches, plus the Shen Yuan that crossed into his body, only made him bleed a thin line.

If even Shenyuan didn't work for him, Yang Yi should really think about whether it was time to run away. This is his last family.

Yang Yi looked at the old man without blinking, trying to see even a hint from him, but he was soon disappointed.

Although the old man had blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression was as usual, and he didn't look like he was pretending to be holding up the scene.

"Old man, let's come again?" Yang Yi asked with a sneer.

The figure in the old man's eyes flashed, and he said proudly: "Okay." Come again!"

Yang Yi let go of his steps, rushed to the old man like lightning, and punched the old man in the face.

The old man was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand and lightly blocked Yang Yi's fist with his arm, and the other hit Yang Yi's abdomen.

Yang Yi did not dodge or dodge, and his other hand glowing with white light hit the old man's waist.

He turned out to be a lose-loser.

A punch in the stomach in exchange for a punch to the old man's soft underbelly.

Even if it is a lose-lose situation, Yang Yi has taken a big advantage.

The waist and eyes are no bigger than the stomach, and they are one of the most fragile places in the human body. If he was hit, even if there was no Shen Yuan, the old man would probably not be able to straighten his waist.

This trick greatly surprised the old man. After weighing the pros and cons, he could only reluctantly give up the fist that hit Yang Yi's stomach and grabbed Yang Yi's hand instead.

Yang Yi's arm bent slightly, and an elbow hit the old man's wrist.

"Bang. ”

Both of them had no reservations, and they collided with Shenyuan fiercely, making a violent explosion.

The two figures separated, and they both stared at each other with solemn expressions.

Yang Yi was slightly anxious in his heart. If you continue to be entangled like this, you can only end up in a lose-lose situation, and then those dead soldiers brought by Ouyang Ye will rush up again. His Yangyi's life is really difficult to protect.

Shenyuan is a nirvana, but it was digested by the old man who didn't know how to use it, and it didn't have much effect on him at all. The source point cannot be called out of the body. Yang Yi really couldn't think of any other way to quickly knock this old thing down.

"Boy, show your weapons, and we'll get to the point. The old man said with high spirits.

He didn't know when he had an extra thirty or forty centimeter weird dagger in his hand.

It is not as bright as a normal dagger, and it is pitch black that you can't tell what material it is. But his intuition told Yang Yi that this dagger must not be simple.

Yang Yi thought for a while, took out a gun from the Nine Dragons Ring, and said with a serious face: "This is my weapon." ”

There are indeed many weapons in the Nine Dragons Ring that are no less than that dagger, and even spiritual weapons and immortal weapons. But those that he used were not easy, but this desert eagle, Yang Yi felt that it was very suitable for killing.

He used him to kill many people, and watching their bodies be blasted out of a big hole by the gun in his hand, Yang Yi's heart was filled with a strong sense of achievement.

Besides, now is not the era of cold weapons, who wants to hold a broken knife and shout and kill like a fool.

He didn't have a bazooka, or he would have to take it out.

Anyway, he told himself to show his weapon, and he didn't say whether it was a cold weapon or a hot weapon.

The others looked at the gun in Yang Yi's hand, and they were all shocked.

I've seen shamelessness, but I've never seen such shamelessness.

Someone else just takes a dagger, and you take a gun? Is there any fairness at all? Is there any heavenly reason?

Ouyang Ye couldn't help it at first, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Yang Yi, you are sick in the brain, right? Who let you hold a gun? Who told you to hold a gun? My grandfather asked you to hold a weapon." Didn't let you bastard get a gun. ”

"Isn't this a weapon? aren't you stupid?" Yang Yi grinned.

I really want to take a gun and jump this-day-shot. How can there be such a nasty person?

"Junior, what do you mean by holding a gun?" The old man casually glanced at the gun in Yang Yi's hand, and said angrily: "What I am holding in my hand is an ordinary dagger. If you want to shoot, I think you should let them practice with you. ”

As he spoke, the old man also deliberately pointed to the people holding guns in the row behind Long Huaiyuan. The words were full of threats.

Yang Yi thought about it and felt that it was not the time to draw a gun, so he obediently stuffed the gun into his arms. Then he took out a spear about two meters long.

It was not an ordinary copper-tipped wooden pole, but the entire spear was made of dark red metal, and it was extremely heavy to the touch. The spear is carved with eerie patterns from head to tail, and it looks mysterious and unusual.

An inch long, an inch strong.

Yang Yi knows this truth very well. So he smiled and thought, "They don't think they're bullying people, do they?"

The old man's face was suddenly stunned, his face was full of incredulity, and he looked at Yang Yi like looking at another monster.

"What's going on?" the old man's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Yang Yi glared at the old man inexplicably, and said dissatisfiedly: "You say that I can't hold a gun well, and I have changed to a cold weapon now, is there any problem?"

"No, I mean. Where did you get this weapon?" the old man asked softly, pointing to the spear in Yang Yi's hand.

This young man is at most one meter eight, and this spear is at least two meters. Where did he get it from?

The old man really meant that he was dazzled just now? Obviously, he watched him pull it out of his arms, but he couldn't figure out where the spear was hidden before.

Yang Yi's expression changed, and he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Just now, I was only concerned with holding weapons, and I didn't expect to arouse the suspicion of others. This is a big problem.

"Oh, this -- this is the latest technology in the United States, and it's foldable. Besides, where do you care where I put it? We're enemies, not friends. I have no need to answer you. Yang Yi casually talked nonsense, looked at the old man dissatisfied, and said coldly: "I said old man, can you still fight? My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me at home!"

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