Ma Zhiyuan sat on the edge of the bed, carefully soothing his grandson's injured and fragile heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info At this time, it was almost dusk, and the sunset cast dappled light and shadow in the house through the window stable, shining on Ma Zhiyuan's face and looking uncertain.

Ma Xiang was frightened and beaten again, so he fell asleep after taking the doctor's prescription.

Ma Zhiyuan looked at the bruises on his only grandson's face, and his heart was full of anger, this anger came so suddenly that he wanted to burn everything.

At this time, under Ma Zhiyuan's calm appearance, that hideous heart had reached the edge of bloodthirsty, and he couldn't extinguish his anger without letting the other party pay a heavy price.

"Are those two wastes awake?" Ma Zhiyuan's voice was very flat, making it unpredictable to understand his emotions at this time.

But the old butler, who had followed him for forty years, could hear the monstrous anger in his heart at this time.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die, and Ma Xiang is the reverse scale of Ma Zhiyuan.

The more insipid he is at this time, the more angry he is at this time.

The old butler stood at the end of the bed with his body bowed, and his heart trembled at this time, the old man was about to see blood.

Lin San's bastard didn't care about him alive or dead, but Ma Hong was his nephew, and he couldn't ignore it, and his sister kept telling him to take care of him before leaving.

Maybe if the old man is really angry and wants to punish him to death, he will fight this old face to beg for intercession.

"Back to the master, they woke up two hours ago, and were kneeling there outside the lobby at this time. The old butler bowed his head and replied.

Ma Zhiyuan gently put his grandson's hand back into the brocade quilt, took out a pure gold pocket watch from his arms, looked at the time, stood up and walked out without saying anything. The old butler ordered the maid to keep watch by the side, and followed in small steps.

Although he is already in his seventies, he is well-maintained, exercises regularly, has a tall figure, and walks no worse than a young man.

In less than ten minutes, he walked from the back hall to the front hall bypassing the courtyard of the fifth entrance, and the servant carrying the soft couch in the back almost did not keep up with the old man's pace.

Ma Hong, Lin San knelt straight outside the hall. Ma Hong was knocked out in one shot because he didn't make a move with Li Xuan, so he didn't suffer too serious injuries except for Biqing's swollen face, and he could still ensure that his body was straight when he knelt on the ground at this time.

However, Lin San's arms were broken, so this time was even more torturous than going to hell. The pain kept drilling into his head, as if there were two saws constantly sawing his bones, and the place where the broken arm was already swollen in a large circle.

But this person is also a little ruthless, even if his clothes are wet with sweat, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but if Ma Zhiyuan didn't come out again, he might faint first.

Someone had already moved the pear blossom wooden chair, and Ma Zhiyuan sat on it directly.

"Who's going to say it first?"

"Master, damn it, the little one didn't protect the young master, I can't trust you, the little one damn ................... ”

Ma Hong just wanted to speak, Lin San was already flying with tears and snot, although his hands couldn't move, but he still had legs, so he threw his stump arm and knelt in front of Ma Zhiyuan. It is hard to imagine that after being so seriously injured, he can still kneel in front of Ma Zhiyuan so unrelentingly.

And the crying voice was so remorseful and self-reproachful, even if he did something wrong, it made people unbearable to accuse him of his mistakes.

Ma Zhiyuan glanced at him tiredly.

"Alright, I know what you are. I gave you to Xiang'er to relieve his boredom, but don't think that I don't know about the you had before. It's just that Xiang'er is happy, and I haven't caused any big trouble, so I've been leaving you alone, but today's events are beyond my imagination. ”

Hearing Ma Zhiyuan say this, looking at his calm eyes, Lin San was completely panicked, it was a feeling that could see through your whole body.

After all, he is a scoundrel in the market, no matter how clever he is, in front of a big man like Ma Zhiyuan, who has been up and down in the business world for so many years, all his disguises are still nowhere to hide.

"Master, when I saw that man came to beat the young master, I rushed up to stop him, but he was so fast that I fainted before I could see what he looked like, and when I woke up, I found that my arms were broken. Lin San said carelessly.

"You saw the man coming and stopped him, why didn't you see his face. "Ma Zhiyuan is obviously not so easy to fool.

"Hmph, if you are still slippery in front of me, I will let you sink into the bath behind Zhugang now. ”

Ma Zhiyuan is obviously impatient.

"Master, the little one is wrong, the little one is wrong, the little one really didn't see that person at the time, but he just held back a glance from a distance, and then turned around and left with the young master, it was Ma Hong who went up to stop him. Lin San had no choice but to tell the truth, and he didn't dare to shake his little wit anymore.

Because he had heard the old man of the Ma family say more than once that there had been many errant servants of the Ma family buried in the swamp behind Xiaozhugang for so many years.

A large part of Master Ma's prestige is killed.

"Ma Hong, what do you say?" Ma Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Ma Hong and asked.

"The villain is incompetent and didn't protect the young master, that person is too fast, but looking at the figure, he should be a teenager. Ma Hong lowered his head in shame, it was indeed that he was not protected in place, and he was going to fight or kill him.

"You didn't even see it?" Ma Zhiyuan felt a little incredible, except for the head of the family, Ma Hong was the most powerful.

Even their head coach often said that Ma Hong was a good seedling who practiced martial arts, and he would catch up with him in less than ten years. And Ma Hong has a calm personality, which is far from being comparable to Lin San, so he is relieved to let him follow his grandson. In the past three years, his grandson has been causing trouble outside, and Ma Hong can always turn the tide at critical moments.

But if he didn't see the person clearly this time, it could only mean that the person's skills were very high.

"What is it that makes you conflict?" Ma Zhiyuan asked the most crucial point.

Lin Sannuo wanted to add fuel and vinegar to it, but when he saw Ma Zhiyuan glaring at him, he immediately closed his mouth in amusement.

Ma Hong explained the cause and effect of the incident in a big way.

Ma Zhiyuan only listened to the beginning and completely understood. I know in my heart what my grandson is, although I will always lecture him after he gets into trouble, but that kid will listen.

I also blame myself for being too negligent, always feeling that he is still young, and always thinking about letting him play for a while. I haven't provoked any big roles, and I can always help him settle it, so he has developed a lawless character, and it seems that he has dealt with this matter, and he has to discipline him well, so as to save him from causing any big mistakes in the future.

But even if it's the kid's fault, it's always his own grandson, and it's up to him to discipline him. It's that he usually doesn't want to move a single hair of his hair, but this time he saw blood, and this time he saw his grandson being beaten like that, and his heart felt like a knife.

Ma Zhiyuan smiled, it seems that he is still old, and after so many years of recuperation, it seems that people outside don't know how to be afraid of his own methods.

Seeing Ma Zhiyuan's somewhat hideous smile, Lin Sanju tightened, he never thought that a person's smile would be so cold and terrifying.

"Since I'm in the village, it's easy to do, and tomorrow morning at ten o'clock I have to find out who did it, and if I can't do it, I don't have to come back to see me." Ma Zhiyuan stood up and turned around and went back to the hall.

Lin San hurriedly looked at Ma Hong, but before he could speak, Ma Hong's back had disappeared into the depths of the gate.

After dinner, Li Xuan recalibrated the manuscript he had written for more than a month in the room.

After processing the manuscript, he put on a quirky gesture and began to work out more than the necessary fitness workout every night.

With the increase in the frequency of body tremors, even the bluestone slab is about to be unable to withstand this pressure from the sun, and it is about to show a trend of falling apart.

These are a few bluestone slabs that are relatively complete in Li Xuan's house. Tonight, the bluestone slab under his fingers didn't even reach half an hour, and it had a tendency to crack again, and Li Xuan had to stop trembling.

Shaking his head helplessly, it seems that he has to go to the back mountain to find a more private place to practice.

Stood up and punched in this radius of only two meters, these boxing techniques also came to mind, there are no moves, and there is no look at any ornamentation, if you have to say it, it is just three words: fast, accurate, ruthless.

And the most important thing is that Li Xuan's punches are often full of explosive power, and they can burst out four or five times the strength in an inch. His fists were always within a foot of his side, and if he got close, it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

Although there was no sound between the punches, if you looked closely, you could see that a thin film of air had formed on his side. It is a turbulent layer of air formed by the rotation of the air flow driven by the extremely fast swinging fist.

If Li Xuan couldn't do this a year ago, he would only beat the fist all over the house, and he would make a whirring sound, and every time Cui Niang came to knock on the door in the middle of the night, he didn't know what was going on.

But after two years of honing his skills hundreds of times a day, he can now retract his punches and condense them on the surface of his fists. The strength of the punch is restrained, which is the realm that countless boxing techniques everyone dreams of chasing, which means that the effect of one punch of yours can be worth a dozen punches of others.

If others knew that Li Xuan could already practice boxing to this level at a young age, it was estimated that his jaw would drop.

At this time, a lot of data and countless irregular lines appeared in Li Xuan's mind.

Angle, power, time, space, repair rate, air pressure, these data are constantly changing Li Xuan's punch trajectory, so that each of his punches accurately releases the calculated power, so that he can achieve the maximum striking efficiency.

Fine beads of sweat then Li Xuan swung his palm and punched wildly, feeling that the muscles all over his body were like condensed knots like steel cables, and an hour passed quickly.

After finishing the boxing exercise, Li Xuan wiped off his sweat, got dressed, and went to the wooden chair, closing his eyes. Slowly regulate his breathing, and finally adjust his heart rate to 20 beats per minute, his breathing gradually disappears, if you don't observe and listen carefully, you can't see that this person is still breathing.

I have practiced this breathing exercise method for three years, and now it can only be controlled at most 20 times per minute, which is the same as the self-regulation of the body's metabolism and the turtle suction method in the rivers and lakes.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Li Xuan opened his eyes on time. At this time, everything was quiet, it was dark outside, and he couldn't see his five fingers, but this was not a problem for Li Xuan at all. Quietly walked out of the room, listened to it, and heard Cui Niang, Xiao Luan's even breathing was obviously asleep, and then he put his heart down.

Looked around for a moment, then disappeared into the darkness.

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