At first glance, Bai Jian reacted in time, retracted his strength, and the stool legs hung close to Zhang Dali's legs.

Bai Dao and Sun Wuxun, who were taken aback, looked at each other, and it was none other than Zhang Dali, who had been pretending to be silent just now.

The corners of Sun Wu's mouth curled, and his depressed mood finally relaxed: "I thought your mouth was really stinky and hard, what?" Ken said? Okay, let's talk about it, I'll keep this leg for you first. ”

seemed to feel that it was because of his own violence and intimidation that it really had the effect of forcing a confession, and Bai Blade was unabashedly a little complacent: "Say! ”

Zhang Dali squinted half of his eyes, looked at Sun Wu and Bai Jian one by one with interest, reluctantly turned his head to the side, and finally reached the left shoulder with his chin, wiping the blood stains that were still flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Then Zhang Dali looked at the stupid white blade with an expectant face, and asked slowly: "I suddenly want to ask, your mother's surname?" ”

Bai Jian looked at Sun Wu in amazement, and instantly understood Zhang Dali's special funny, and couldn't help but burst into anger, raised the stool legs high again, and smashed them down.

With a "click" sound, the painful Zhang Dali immediately bit his lower lip, which was quite hard, but he was holding it back and didn't shout out, but this leg was really broken at once.

Sun Wu pinched the fingers of his left hand with his right hand, looked at Zhang Dali, who was almost dizzy, frowned for a while, and finally sighed: "Forget it, it's useless, be him, be clean, I'll wait for you in the car." ”

Then, Sun Wu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Dali again like a dead man, and pushed the door out without saying a word, not forgetting to close the door of this room.

I hated myself why I didn't faint immediately, Zhang Dali was seriously injured, but his ears were fine, and he listened to Sun Wu's words well, so of course he had a clear guess about what was going to happen next.

Seeing Bai Dao throwing the wooden stick on the ground with an evil smile on his face, he didn't know where to pull out a dagger, and walked towards him like a grim reaper, Zhang Dali's heart was cold.

When people are about to die, the past is always scene by scene, how sad is Zhang Dali, is he really killed in the hands of the two? Anyway, I was lonely and alone, and I died when I died, but eighteen years later, my brother and I are still a good man.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dali was also calm, there was no trace of superfluous emotion on his face, and he didn't even bother to look at Bai Blade, his body relaxed and waited quietly, just like watching a play waiting for the opening.

Bai Dao grabbed Zhang Dali's hair with one hand, and held a dagger with cold light in the other hand, gestured at Zhang Dali's erect neck, and said jokingly: "I can't see that you are loyal to Yang Jia, boy, if you don't have a last word, the uncle will send you on the road." ”

Zhang Dali seemed to be amused: "There is a last word, your mother's surname?" ”

Bai Dao was enraged by Zhang Dali's naughtiness, and without saying a word, he raised the dagger horizontally, and wiped it off with a slug on Zhang Dali's neck.

At this critical moment of life and death communication, I saw that an object suddenly hit the wrist of the white-bladed knife, and the force was so great that the white-bladed hand let go of the dagger on the spot, and then someone shouted: "Wait a minute."

The white blade was furious, not to mention how depressed he was, why wait a minute, is this line very popular? No, listening to the voice, this time it wasn't Zhang Dali shouting, the voice was obviously not far behind him.

The white blade turned abruptly and quickly saw the person who was coming. This is an old lady of sixty or seventy years old, her hair has turned gray, but her eyes are bright, and her linen clothes look clean and neat, and her biggest feature is that she is on crutches and is still a dragon head crutch.

What shocked Bai Jian was that the old lady was undoubtedly a master, because she deceived her so close behind her, and she also had a martial art, and she didn't even notice it, which was too terrifying.

Bai Jian opened his mouth, and just wanted to ask, but the old lady spoke first: "The organization sent you to find Yang Jiajiang?" You are quite capable of dealing with an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts! ”

Before the white blade could react, the old lady had just finished speaking, but then she started to move, and she didn't see how the old lady moved, and she took a few steps forward to the white blade, and the hand that was not on crutches grabbed the white blade's face.

The white blade hurriedly used his arm to block, and the block was blocked, but the old lady's hand was like a spiritual snake, and he buckled one of the wrists of the white blade in a toss, and the old lady's figure was too weird, and the cross step was set in the spiral step, and in the blink of an eye, he ran behind the white blade.

The hand that was originally clasping the white blade's wrist moved to the back of the white blade's neck somehow, grabbed and pinched it, and then only heard a "click" sound, and twisted the white blade's neck. The white blade didn't say a word, and fell to the ground and died.

From beginning to end, the old lady's crutches have never been used with her hand, looking at her flexible legs and feet, it seems that crutches are just an ornament, and there is no need at all.

This scene completely stunned Zhang Dali, who was still trying to make himself faint. God, before, Sun Wu and Bai Jian were still masters to themselves, but now it seems that this old lady is the master of the masters, and she is the real master of the masters.

Especially the old lady's erratic figure and speed, I was too impressed. Zhang Dali stared at the old lady with half of his eyes, and he was almost stupid, and he forgot the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe for a while.

When Zhang Dali was secretly stunned, the old lady walked in front of Zhang Dali, her expressionless face all the time, but suddenly chuckled kindly: "You kid, you can't see it, it's quite forbidden to fight." Oh, you're a child in Lao Yang's orphanage, don't be afraid, I'm your grandmother. ”

It's okay to say anything else, saying that grandma Zhang Dali can't do it, and can't help coughing up a few drops of blood first, Zhang Dali reluctantly squeezed out his voice: "If you don't take advantage of it like this, why have you become my grandmother?" I don't have much else now, there is blood, you can first drop blood to recognize my relatives and show me. ”

"Yo he, little rabbit cub, it's quite naughty, I'm Lao Yang's wife, you don't call me grandma, what do you call me?" The old lady really didn't expect Zhang Dali to say this.

Zhang Dali is not stupid: "You said that you are Lao Yangtou's wife, you are?" Maybe you're here to cheat your confession, can you prove your identity? ”

was questioned by Zhang Dali, the old lady not only did not get angry, but nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's quite vigilant, it's clever enough, it's also, it's empty, then look at what this is." ”

As she spoke, the old lady took out something and handed it to Zhang Dali, which turned out to be a round and slippery wooden mallet. Seeing this mallet, Zhang Dali's eyes widened, because ah, Zhang Dali really knows the story of this mallet.

Old Yang Tou loves to drink, so there is always a time when he drinks too much. There are three kinds of drinking, Lao Yangtou belongs to the type of not making trouble, drinking too much and running on the roof to sit, and was blocked by Zhang Dali several times.

At that time, although Zhang Dali was small, he liked to sit next to Lao Yang's head and watch the stars in the sky. Lao Yang Tou rubbed a wooden fish in his hand while drinking, and told Zhang Dali that this wooden fish can calm his mind when he knocks it, but it sounds good.

Zhang Dali asked him, what about the wooden fish? Lao Yang immediately became sad, saying that the mallet was in the hands of his wife, and the two finally chose two paths and separated, and now there is only this token of the identification of the past in their respective hands. One day, if you see an old lady who only has a wooden mallet for striking wooden fish, it is probably your wife.

Thinking of these, Zhang Dali still had questions, and said to the old lady: "How do you know that I can recognize this mallet?" ”

The old lady pouted: "Hmph, this dead old man, who has never had a doorkeeper for his broken mouth, knows how to play sensationalism, the people around him have been around him for a long time, and most of them know this between us." ”

"It seems that I really have to call you grandma," Zhang Dali's brain turned, and he hurriedly stated: "But, grandma, Lao Yang really didn't give me any secret things, even if you asked me, I didn't have it, don't you really think I'm a revolutionary martyr, and I don't want to say it when I am beaten like this, I really don't know why I can't say it." ”

"Hehe, you little cub is too funny, you can't keep your hands, don't worry, you have me and I don't care if you want it, Lao Yang can hand it over to you, it means that he can trust you, you just keep it, I just came out this time to find this dead old man."

As she spoke, the old lady also became sad: "Although we are separated, Lao Yang still insists on going to see me every five years, but suddenly he didn't go to see me a few times in a row, and I knew that something had happened to him, so as soon as I finished my work, I came out to find him, do you know where he went?" ”

The old lady took the initiative to divert the topic from the secret, and Zhang Dali was naturally unhappy, but when it came to the whereabouts of Lao Yangtou, Zhang Dali was also depressed and entangled.

"Grandma, the orphanage was our home at the time, Lao Yang Tou left suddenly and never came back, no one knows where he went, the orphanage was also dispersed, I heard these two people who beat me say that other orphans seem to have been tortured by them to extract confessions, and it is estimated that few are still alive, by the way, the other person who beat me is called Sun Wu, he went back to the car outside, grandma, he will be cross-blooded, you be careful."

"Oh? Is the cross tendon wrong hand? I know he's outside, I'll meet him, you're waiting for a while, I'll come back to save you after dealing with him. After saying that, the old lady, she staggered out the door, how could she still see the vigorous snake-like skills just now.

It wasn't long before there was the sound of a car starting, then a loud "bang", and then, there was no movement, and after a while, the old lady staggered into the house again.

The old lady just wanted to chat with Zhang Dali again, but found that Zhang Dali had already fainted, after all, she was so seriously injured and bled so much, she couldn't faint when she wanted to faint, but now she wants to be sober and learn more about the old lady's situation, but Zhang Dali can't help but faint.

The eyelids were too heavy, I didn't expect it to be so laborious to open my eyes, Zhang Dali felt that it took a long time to finally open my eyes.

It's white everywhere, the sheets, the quilts, the walls of the room, oh, such an environment, it should be a hospital ward. I took a look at my body, hey, it's miserable, I was wrapped into a dumpling, and I was fixed and injured in several places on my body, and a bunch of hanging bottles were infusion for myself.

Turning his head with great effort, Zhang Dali finally saw the person he wanted to see, the old lady was sitting in a corner of the room, still holding the dragon's head crutch in her hand, looking at herself with a smile.

"Little cub, are you awake? Can you really sleep, two days and two nights, are you hungry, do you need me to find you something to eat? The old lady's words made Zhang Dali's heart a little warm, and he really looked like a grandmother.

"I'm not called Little Cub, my name is Zhang Dali!" Zhang Dali pursed his chapped lips and emphasized.

"Little cub, the one named Sun Wu, I have already made him disappear, you don't have to worry about it in the future, but after all, two people died, you still rot in your stomach for this kind of thing, you are an ordinary person after all, otherwise it will be very troublesome." The old lady didn't seem to hear Zhang Dali's defense of the name at all.

"Grandma, your mother's surname, oh no, your surname? I can't always be so simple with my grandmother's scream. ”

"My surname is Li, little cub, although you don't know martial arts, but I pinched it, well, the root bones are really good, and the body is strong, so if you have the opportunity to practice martial arts in the future, it's a pity not to practice."

"Grandma Li, why don't I worship you as a teacher?" Zhang Dali had a whim.

"Worship me as a teacher?"