Chapter Seventy-Four: Open Guns and Hidden Arrows, One Shot
"Let's go down. Jin Zun said.
Outside the car, Zhu Yilang had already pushed and shoved with the people from the Changqing Martial Arts Pavilion.
Zhu Yilang looked fierce, and he kept standing at the door of the martial arts hall, and his eyes were unscrupulous, which attracted the attention of other people's martial arts halls. As soon as the people from the martial arts hall came up and asked a few words, Zhu Yilang's two little eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to push the other party back a few steps and sat on the ground.
Zhu Yilang smiled contemptuously, and a few more people rushed out of the martial arts hall to surround Zhu Yilang.
"Stop," Jin Zun said, "go find your curator." Let's just say that the Jinzun of the Changsheng Martial Arts Pavilion will meet you. ”
After speaking, Jin Zun glared at Zhu Yilang again, blaming him for causing trouble.
Zhu Yilang smiled, not caring at all, and naturally revealed a fierce and vicious meaning. also glanced at Zhang Qingyang provocatively.
After a while, a burly old man walked out, saw Jin Zun, and asked, "Jin Zun, what are you doing in our Changqing Martial Arts Gym? ”
Jin Zun said succinctly: "Kick the hall." ”
The old man's eyes sank for two minutes, but he was not afraid. His eyes turned to Zhu Yilang and Zhang Qingyang, and asked, "Which of them challenges?"
Jin Zun said: "Both of them challenged. ”
The burly old man snorted, his eyes looked at Zhang Qingyang and the others again, and his gaze stayed on Zhu Yilang for a while.
"Your apprentice?"
Jin Zun said: "Half an apprentice." ”
"It doesn't matter if you're half or one, you know the rules of kicking the gym, don't worry about killing or mutilating. The burly old man said.
These words revealed a murderous taste, Zhang Qingyang looked at Jin Zun and did not ask.
Zhu Yilang bared his teeth and licked his tongue, looking like this rule was very appetizing to him.
Jin Zun said: "Since you are here, you naturally understand the rules." Where's your curator?"
The burly old man said: "Just by you, I also want our curator to receive you." I'm the head coach and I call the shots. ”
Jin Zun nodded, as long as the goal was achieved, as for whether the curator came forward or not, he didn't care.
The burly old man said, "Please." ”
The three of them were surrounded by everyone in the Changqing Martial Arts Hall, and walked all the way to the martial arts arena behind the martial arts hall.
The burly old man's name was Cang Kui, he walked up to Jin Zun and said, "Do these two little guys have a grudge against you, you actually brought them to kick the gym, do they know that several of my apprentices died at the hands of your people back then." ”
Zhang Qingyang was shocked, the apprentice died in the hands of Jin Zun, and this hatred was great.
Jin Zun said lightly: "They were ordered by you to kick the hall and get injured." But you didn't get anyone to treat them, shouldn't they be counted as sick or starved to death?"
Cang Kui's eyes widened suddenly, and he wanted to get angry. But he still restrained himself and said, "I'll let your two apprentices taste this in a while." ”
Jin Zun didn't even raise his eyelids and said lightly: "The old rule is that only apprentices can play." ”
"Hmph," Cang Kui said, "I'll make you look good in a moment!"
Jin Zun looked at Zhang Qingyang and said, "Don't hurt people's lives." ”
Zhu Yilang smiled cruelly: "What if I'm not careful and shoot too hard?"
Jin Zun's expression was stern: "Don't shoot too hard, otherwise I won't be able to protect you." ”
Zhang Qingyang said in a low voice on the side: "Master Jin, there are only two of us, and there are many people on the other side, will they fight in wheels?"
Jin Zun said: "Since it's a kicking hall, how can it be so fair? Naturally, it's a wheel battle, but don't worry, even the wheel battle has a number, one against three, which is already the limit." ”
Zhang Qingyang nodded, and he had a little score in his heart. One against three, although there are a lot, but it can still hold up. He is still a little eager to try, and the "Divine Dragon Change" that he has practiced for so long is finally about to show his skills. I believe that as long as the weight on the body is taken off, one pair of three should not be a problem.
"Don't take off your loads. Jin Zun's words suddenly reached his ears.
Zhang Qingyang's hand that was stretched out to his belt paused for a moment, and then silently took it back.
People kept rushing over near the martial arts arena, and the eyes of the few people who looked at Zhang Qingyang were full of hostility.
The voice gradually became noisy, mixed with some insulting words for several people.
Zhu Yilang looked around at everyone's eyes with a cruel smile, and looked at people from time to time, full of provocation.
Zhang Qingyang was a little embarrassed, after all, these people had no grievances before, and he came to challenge him rashly, feeling a little unreasonable.
Jin Zun's face was expressionless, as if the apprentices and instructors of the martial arts hall in front of him were not life at all.
"Be calm and learn to be calm at all times. Jin Zun said to Zhang Qingyang, "Any negative emotions are unnecessary, they will only make you mess things up." Facing it calmly is the work of the strong. ”
Zhu Yilang said contemptuously: "They are all weak scum, and few of them can stop my punch." I will educate them well in a while, and they should be well-behaved in the face of strong people. ”
Zhang Qingyang was infected by Jin Zun, and gradually quieted himself. The surrounding shouting and insults were gradually marginalized and became an innocuous background noise.
The Bridge of Hearts emitted light, enveloping Zhang Qingyang's inner universe, and the aura with fierce negative emotions in the outside world was blocked by the light of the Bridge of Hearts.
Zhang Qingyang guarded a bright light in the dark, and his heart became quieter and quieter.
Jin Zun glanced at Zhang Qingyang, who had an indifferent and quiet look on his face, and was surprised by the high level of understanding of the other party, who was able to instantly comprehend the true meaning of his words.
After waiting for almost half an hour, Cang Kui led a group of coaches and capable apprentices to enter the martial arts arena belatedly.
Cang Kui's eyes looked at the three Jin Zun, full of pride.
He just deliberately hung the three of them, indulging the apprentices of the martial arts hall to deal with them with hostility and insults, and made sure that the three of them were impetuous, and their combat effectiveness could only be exerted seven or eight percent.
Jin Zun is very clear about this move, and those who come to the Changsheng Martial Arts Hall to kick the hall will also be dealt with by him with this move.
Jin Zun is familiar with the other party's tricks, Zhu Yilang doesn't care about the other party's opinion at all, and he still wishes that the other party could do it directly. Although Zhang Qingyang is young, he can maintain a peaceful mood after receiving Jin Zun's advice.
"Mr. Cang, the two people brought by Jin Zun, the dog thief, don't seem to be easy to deal with. A middle-aged scribe with a goatee beside Cang Kui whispered.
The other person beside Cang Kui looked like he was in the prime of life, Kong Wu was powerful, his eyes were like tiger eyes flashing with fierce light, and he snorted coldly: "A little kid who looks like a little kid who hasn't grown hair, and a fool who looks like a pig, what's so hard to deal with." Lao Yang, your guts are getting smaller and smaller. ”
Cang Kui said: "Hu Zongjia, don't be careless, you know who Jin Zun is, how can the person he brought be simple." ”
Hu Zongjia said proudly: "Mr. Cang, I understand the truth. But it doesn't matter if he is a dragon or a tiger, when it comes to our territory, the dragon has to be coiled, and the tiger has to lie down. ”