The other party had already made it clear that he was going to punch and attack, Yang Xianmao had already been careful and guarded, but seeing that the opponent's punch was not very fast, presumably the martial arts were not very good, his heart was a little fixed, he dodged sideways, and was about to punch back, at this moment, the cuffs under the fist of the man in black suddenly spewed out countless white powders with great speed.

Yang Xianmao was caught off guard, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he was sprayed with the powder, even his upper body.

Lime?

Yang Xianmao's heart was cold, and he thought about it, he used lime to raise his iron head, and he turned defeat into victory, but he couldn't imagine the reincarnation of heaven, and he was also raised with lime.

It's just that Yang Xianmao quickly realized that the powder sprinkled into his eyes didn't feel any stinging, just a little uncomfortable, and it didn't seem to be lime.

He hurriedly punched out, lest the opponent take advantage of the momentum to attack, and at the same time flew backwards, quickly reaching out and rubbing his eyes.

I heard the middle-aged man in black not far away laughing: "Yang Gongzi, don't worry, it's not lime, it's just ordinary flour." ”

Yang Xianmao rubbed his eyes and opened them, feeling that his eyesight did not have any effect, and when he heard the other party say this, he was relieved, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?

The middle-aged man in black smiled and said, "You teased me first, so I used my own way to treat others." ”

"I've never met you, so why tease?"

"I left a note asking you to meet at the Land Temple outside the city, if you don't come, isn't this teasing me?"

Yang Xianmao's heart sank, and he said, "You are the Flying Moon Knife?"

"It's just down there!"

This person is a well-known assassin in the underworld, Yang Xianmao stared at the other party cautiously and vigilantly, and said slowly: "I don't seem to have agreed to go to the Land Temple to meet you. What kind of teasing?"

"I know why you won't come to me. That's why I took the initiative to meet you. And brought you a small gift, which is the thing I sprayed flour on your face just now, which is the trophy I got when I assassinated the master of the Tang Sect. Tied to the sleeve and arm, this secret weapon is very interesting, left for you as a greeting gift. Please laugh at it. ”

Feiyue Dao took out an arm protector from his sleeve and said, "This secret weapon is hidden in it, others still think that you are wearing an arm protector, even if you are shirtless in summer, you will not be recognized by the other party." Here you go!"

The Flying Moon Knife reached out and handed it over. Yang Xianmao didn't step forward to pick it up.

The Flying Moon Knife smiled, put the protective gear on the ground, and said, "There will be a period later!"

Yang Xianmao exhaled at this time, thinking that this guy was worthy of being a master of underworld assassination, and he had been attacked by him just now. This thing is really a sharp hidden weapon, and it is very suitable for your own use. Don't be in vain.

So Yang Xianmao walked over, bent down to pick up the protective gear and looked at it, turned around and returned to his pharmacy.

The next day at noon.

The lion's head has finally appeared. With a large group of strong men, Qi Brush appeared in front of Yang Xianmao Rejuvenation Hall.

These people were surrounded by a tall, burly strong man, with blond hair, like a steel needle, and he really looked like a lion's head, which was the head of a loan shark. When he got closer, he turned over and dismounted, rubbed three steel bullets with his right hand, and walked into the Rejuvenation Hall.

The patients in the pharmacy had already scrambled to squeeze out of the Rejuvenation Hall. The field was suddenly empty, and Yang Mingde and his wife and Hongsheng'er also retreated to the corner. They knew that they couldn't help, and they could only become a burden to Yang Xianmao on the side.

The lion head didn't look at Yang Xianmao, but just walked around the pharmacy, as if admiring some treasure house, and after looking around, he turned his gaze on Yang Xianmao's face and said, "You are that Xiao Langzhong?"

"You're the lion's head?"

The lion's head was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's a little interesting!" sat on the chair where Yang Mingde was treating people, stretched out his hand, and pulled the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things on the table to the ground with a bang, and then beckoned. A strong man who followed him hurriedly picked up a purple sand teapot and carefully placed it on the table.

The lion's head stretched out his left hand the size of a fan, grabbed the purple sand teapot and brought it to his mouth, took a sip, smacked his mouth very comfortably, put the teapot on the table, looked at Yang Xianmao who was standing there and said, "First, pay the thirty taels of silver that the ugly girl's parents owe me." Second, the compensation of 200 taels of silver is considered the medical expenses for wounding my brother. Third, pour me tea to make amends. If I did three things, I would treat it as if it hadn't happened. ”。

Yang Xianmao sneered: "The toad yawns, what a big breath!"

When those beggars heard Yang Xianmao say this, it was clear that they wanted to fight against each other, and they immediately became nervous. Because they all know that this lion head is not an ordinary person, if they really want to make a move, Xiao Langzhong will definitely suffer, then they must intervene.

The lion's head was not angry, nodded, slowly placed the three steel eggs on the table, pressed them with his hands, and then let them go. Everyone was surprised to find that half of the three steel eggs had sunk into the wooden table.

Although Yang Mingde's table is just ordinary rosewood, which is not very hard, it can press a steel egg the size of the third sister's egg into the table, and the power in his hand is enough to make people jaw-dropping.

Yang Xianmao's expression on his face remained unchanged, but he secretly thought in his heart, this guy still seems to have two hits, not to mention anything else, this kind of dark energy can't be done by himself. It seems that we have to deal with it mentally.

The lion's head stood up, said to Yang Xianmao with his hands behind his back: "Dare to talk to me like this, you are the first." I know that you have some skills, and you have some contacts with people in the yamen, but I also happen to have all of what you have. So I advise you to think carefully about what I just proposed. My proposal is already the bare minimum, the person you injured me will naturally have to pay, since you gave the ugly girl's mother, you should pay his money, you can't save face, right? Moreover, this money should be nothing to you Rejuvenation Hall. You bought such a big piece of land. As for the last one who asked to pour tea to make amends, he did something wrong, and he deserved it, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about, besides, I am much older than you, and I can be regarded as a senior, and if you pour me a cup of tea, I will not lose anything, do you say?"

Yang Xianmao said coldly: "You put usury, force the good to become a prostitute, and harm the conscience." If you want to fight, you will fight, there is nothing to say to people like you!"

The lion's head sneered: "It seems that you are very confident in your martial arts. You are a junior, I will do it with you, even if it is a big bully, it is not good to spread it to the rivers and lakes. Well, let's make a bet, I'll stand here and let you punch me three times, you can knock me down, I'll slap my ass and leave, if you're still standing here after three punches, you can do what I do, how about it?"

Yang Xianmao's heart sank, this lion's head is so big, does he really have such a strong ability?

Yang Xianmao really doesn't believe in evil, but betting on this kind of thing, if you don't think about it, you should think about losing first, if you really lose, what should you do?

Seeing that his face was cloudy, the lion head smiled and said, "Actually, I admire your medical skills, and I don't want to tear my face with you, just for a woman who is not worth mentioning." We could have been good friends. In this way, I will take another step back, you pay two hundred taels of silver, and this matter is over, and you don't need to pour tea to make amends. It's all right, right?"

"If you put loan sharks to force good people to become prostitutes, and talk big here like dogs, I, Yang Xianmao, will not become friends with a scumbag like you. ”

The lion's face turned cold, and he said word by word: "Don't think that if you have the support of the beggars, you can fight with me." In my eyes, the beggars are a piece of!"

Hu San couldn't help but say angrily: "You are a piece of!"

The lion's head had a cold light in his eyes, and suddenly shook his body, slammed his palm, and slammed it towards Hu San.

Hu San didn't expect that the other party would do it when he said it, and he was originally a few steps away, but he only saw the other party's figure move, and it was already in front of his chest. Hu San only had time to raise the dog-beating stick in his hand to block it, and with a bang, the punch hit his dog-beating stick hard.

Hu San's dog-beating stick was made of iron, but after being bent by this punch, it hit Hu San's chest hard, causing him to fly upside down across the street and land on the other side of the street, falling on all sides, and the curved dog-beating stick in his hand also flew out. Hu San struggled to get up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the lion's head with hatred.

The other beggars were shocked and hurriedly ran over to help Hu San.

The lion's head punched, but maintained a frozen posture until the other party fell to the ground and vomited blood, then slowly retracted the fist, and said coldly: "I said, in my eyes, you beggars are just a piece of, do you believe it now?"

Hu San wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and whispered to the beggar who was supporting: "Go and call Lord Fei Helm!"

A few beggars galloped away.

The lion head withdrew his fist, slowly turned to look at Yang Xianmao, and said, "Don't let others get involved in the affairs of the two of us." Okay, you and I are busy, let's get started, - three punches, remember, with all your might. ”

After that, the lion stood in the middle of the field with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, and his blonde hair was really like a lion, looking not angry and arrogant.

Yang Xianmao saw the beggars rushing away outside the street, and knew that he had moved the rescuers, and it was best to delay the time and wait for reinforcements.

Yang Xianmao was about to speak, when he suddenly heard someone outside the door say: "Beat him! What are you afraid of, I have it!"

Yang Xianmao was very familiar with the voice, and quickly raised his eyes to look, only to see a thin middle-aged man standing outside the door, holding his shoulders and smiling at him. It was the Flying Moon Knife, the top master of the underworld assassination that I saw last night.

As soon as he saw him, Yang Xianmao somehow suddenly let go of his heart. He saw that the Flying Moon Knife was holding one of his left hands on both shoulders and unconsciously patted the bottom of his right arm. It seems to be reminding Yang Xianmao to use the secret weapon he gave last night if necessary.

When he got up this morning, Yang Xianmao hesitated for a moment, but replaced the flour in the nozzle can, which was hidden in the protective gear, with lime, and then put the protective gear on his arm. Because he was worried that the lion's head would come back to find a field, it would be better to keep a killer hand.

The lion's head turned his head to look and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"I'm the one who came to see you beaten. The Flying Moon Knife said coldly.

The lion's eyes flashed, and he suddenly struck out and slashed at the neck of the man in black with a fierce palm. I saw a black shadow flash, and the Flying Moon Knife was gone. Only laughter came: "Yang Gongzi, don't worry about beating him, I have everything with me!" The voice then dispersed.