There is a table of people who really can't look at it, saying that a stray dog, what are you bullying it for?

"You grandson, can't that Lao Tzu bully you?" Before the man could finish speaking, Yun Yi saw a beer bottle fly over.

As soon as the man ducked, the beer bottle smashed to the ground, and with a "pop", it exploded, and the bubbling pale yellow liquid flowed all over the ground, and the flying glass slag was like a flowing firefly under the light.

Seeing this, the man knew that this group of people didn't know what to do, so how dare they meddle in their affairs, and they hurriedly settled the accounts with a few people at the same table, and left without even eating the barbecue on the table.

Standing outside the canopy, pointing and pointing at the young people, looking at the young people, most of them had indignation on their faces, and some people took out their mobile phones or took pictures or made phone calls.

These young people saw that there was no one else in the canopy except for Yun Yi and the others, and they were even more proud. However, they didn't come to provoke Yun Yi, they just kicked more urgently, provoking the people outside with their eyes from time to time, and let out an arrogant laugh.

Yun Yi listened to the screams of the stray dogs, and wanted to get up several times to stop them, but he thought that he had a "case" in his body, and this kind of thing that can be encountered from time to time can be ignored, and this kind of person will one day meet someone who beats them to the head and bleeds.

He wanted to leave, but he saw Dabao staring at those people with an expressionless face. So he stood up and wanted to leave with him, but Dabao didn't seem to hear it and didn't move.

Yun Yi felt that the current Dabao was a little different from usual.

Song Ziwen heard the noise outside and walked out of it, with a bloodstained apron around his waist, which should be killing fish in the back.

When those young people saw Song Ziwen, they seemed to have already recognized it, and coaxed and said Old Song, come, kill this dog, let's eat dog meat hot pot together.

Song Ziwen glanced in the canopy, looked at the more and more people coming outside, his face sank, and said to one of them: "Xiaohui, do you want to make trouble here with me again?"

The young man named Xiaohui, who had dyed white hair, sat there and didn't move, looked at Song Ziwen, showed an innocent smile, and said, "Old Song, how dare I make trouble with you, you didn't see that I just caught a dog, so I want you to help me slaughter it by the way." ”

Song Ziwen walked to the table, stretched his legs under the bench, and without knowing how to move, he pulled out the long wooden stool where two people were sitting, and the two people sitting on the stool shook their bodies and almost fell backwards.

The stray dog finally found a loophole, got out with his tail between his legs, and probably saw more people by the door of the canopy, whimpering and running into one of the feet of the canopy, shivering.

The white-headed young man named Xiaohui saw that the stray dog was let go by Song Ziwen, slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Song Ziwen and scolded: "Song Ziwen, don't be embarrassed, if you don't kill this dog to Lao Tzu today, don't want to mix in this area." ”

Several other young people also stood up, especially the teenagers who were almost knocked down by Song Ziwen.

Song Ziwen moved two steps without a trace, as if he was being pushed backwards by the two of them, but Yun Yi could see that the hands of the two teenagers had not touched his body at all.

"This Song Ziwen is really a character. Yun Yi thought to himself, holding Dabao's hand and wanting to leave, but Dabao still stood there and looked at those people, and his mouth was hmmmming and he didn't want to move.

"Cleared, cleared......" The people waved their hands and shouted, looking at Yun Yi, who had not left, and shouted viciously.

Xiaohui and Song Ziwen were still confronting, and the other few people were divided into two, two of them walked towards the shivering dog with wine bottles, and two others walked towards Yunyi.

Song Ziwen saw the situation here, and said to Yun Yi apologetically: "Brother, I'm sorry, you go first, don't be like them." ”

Yun Yi knew that these people couldn't help Song Ziwen, and it was inconvenient for him to cause trouble, so he was about to pick up Dabao and leave, but he heard a loud scream, and saw that the stray dog that was originally hiding in the corner and shivering suddenly burst out and pounced on a young man with a wine bottle.

How could the two teenagers have thought that this dog would suddenly go crazy, watching the stray dog bite at him with its teeth, he has long lost the flamboyant posture just now, turned around and ran.

Seeing that the dog was about to bite one of the calves, Song Ziwen turned around, raised his foot and hooked the neck of the stray dog, and with a flick of the back, he was about to knock the dog to the ground.

But the stray dog seemed to be possessed by gods and demons, and became extremely sensitive, tilting its head upward, and its forelimbs were on Song Ziwen's legs.

In addition, the two teenagers who walked towards Yunyi turned around and were about to help, when they heard a "bang", and one of them was hit on the head by a beer bottle.

"Does it hurt to beat you?" Dabao held a wine bottle in his hand, stood on the stool, grabbed Yun Yi's clothes on his shoulder with one hand, and was still shouting in his mouth.

"You MB, Lao Tzu will kill you. This person turned his head, and didn't care about his partner who was being picked up by the dog, and ignored Yun Yi, who was standing next to Dabao, and kicked at Dabao.

Yun Yi knew that the dog was crazy and it should be Dabao's ghost, but he didn't know how Dabao could control the dog, and he didn't have time to think about it now, when he saw this person kicking towards Dabao, he also stretched out a leg.

First stop at the man's knee, then kick him on the calf bone of his other leg.

If it was before, if he suddenly made a move without thinking about it, he would definitely kick and break this person's leg bone, but during this time, he practiced the "Internal Force Awakening Envelope Diagram", so that he could better grasp the strength of his shot.

The man was unsteady on his feet, so he fell backwards, and the other man also stood in place when he saw this, and he did not dare to move. The two boys, who were chased by the mad dog and barked, did not care about their companions, pulled out the crowd stuffed outside the canopy, and ran away, and the dog chased after him.

Yun Yi nodded at Song Ziwen, who was slightly surprised, put fifty yuan on the table, took Dabao's hand and walked out. As soon as he stepped over to the awning, he felt that something was wrong, as if he was being locked in by someone or something.

One before and one after the other.

The one behind should be the white-headed boy named Xiaohui!

The touch of induction in front of the canopy was in the crowd in front of the canopy, and there were a few people.

This kind of induction was a little vague in Yun Yi's heart. Since practicing the "Diagram of the Awakening Envelope of Internal Force", not only has the sensitivity improved rapidly, but even the discernment of the mind has begun to appear.

In addition to keeping the mind clear, this kind of mental recognition can also produce a small area of early warning of the surrounding environment.

Xiaohui's kind of induction in the back is very strong, of course, because this young man doesn't know how to put his mind away freely.

The front sense is very weak, and it should be a pretty good character.

"Thoughts" are very mysterious, but they are not so mysterious. To use the simplest analogy, for example, if you watch others play with the size next to you, when others press the small, you think that this time it should be big, and the result is really big.

This probability is the mind. The difference is that most of this kind of thinking is immediate, and most of the time there are some accidental factors in it, and when you learn it systematically, it is possible to shrink this "accident" infinitely, and eventually become inevitable.

In Cheng Lao's eyes, if a person can suppress his thoughts so that the other party can't feel it before he starts, then this person will not only be very calm, but also a great player.

Of course, the "good hands" mentioned by Cheng Lao are not limited to a certain aspect, but also vary from person to person and from opponent to opponent.

Yun Yi's magic skills are not too strong, of course, compared to senior magicians.

His strength is that he has an internal force that modern people do not have!

True, pure internal force!

Even if it's just a trace for the time being, but what Cheng Lao said, this trace of internal force is like the noodles that are fermenting when steaming steamed buns, as long as you practice diligently, it will ferment infinitely.

Whether it is a special function to be learned in the future, illusions, etc., internal force will be an inseparable carrier, not to mention, in many magic tricks, internal force can replace some props.

It was precisely because of the internal force in his body that he could feel the two thoughts that were malicious towards him.

"Police?" Yun Yi was slightly startled.

He had no memory of what happened that night. I only heard Cheng Lao say that the bald head forcibly killed one person, and the rest were crazy or stupid. As it follows, only three of those involved left the scene.

Chen Guangnian had left before the accident.

The bald man disappeared after the killing.

I slept in bed inexplicably.

So the next morning, Zhang Mingming was taken to this town.

He also knew that sooner or later the police would find him, even if he had no direct connection with the murder, but judging from the seriousness of the incident, the police had to find him.

No, not the police. Yun Yi felt that these two thoughts had strong malice towards him.

Is it Chen Guangnian's people?

Yun Yi didn't turn around, but just turned slightly to the side so that he could notice the environment on both sides.

There were also a lot of people standing outside the canopy, probably feeling that there was a fight, one by one getting more and more excited, and the crowd was a little crowded, like a slowly moving tide.

Fighting, Yun Yi is not worried at all.

He wouldn't despise this mocking Xiaohui, and he really didn't care, including his accomplices.

But now he can't make trouble, so he is a little embarrassed.