Chapter 708 - Ruthless Character

Ling Yang pursed his sleeves and tried to wipe the saliva and food from Cao Batou's face across the table. Pen~fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info*/ Cao Ba didn't care about these at all, patted the table and said in ecstasy: "Brother really has such a ability, it's better to come over and help my brother for a while." Brother has nothing else, but he is rich, brother, you make a price! ”

Ling Yang deliberately pretended to be stunned, and said dumbfounded: "You want me to be your guard?" How much to give? ”

Cao Ba took out a white handkerchief from his arms, wiped the stains on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about money first, don't blame my brother for speaking straight, my brother has an earth-shattering ability, in the end, it came out of your mouth, my brother hasn't seen it yet......"

Ling Yang had completely melted into the role of a rude martial artist at this time, and was furious when he heard this: "You can't believe what I said, do you think I'm boasting?" It's not that I look down on these three-legged cat guards around you, even if they go together, they may not be able to resist my three punches and two kicks! ”

The guards beside Cao Ba all showed angry expressions on their faces when they saw Ling Yang being so arrogant. Because the master was next to him, it was not easy to attack, so he had to glare at Ling Yang angrily. If gaze could kill, Ling Yang would have been slashed by a thousand knives by now.

Cao Ba smiled calmly: "You have an old saying in China, it is called hearing is false, seeing is believing, it is a mule or a horse, you have to take it out and slip away." It's not my brother I'm talking big, the dozen or so guards I brought out used to be well-known hard characters in the rivers and lakes, and if they jumped out and stomped their feet, they had to tremble three times on the rivers and lakes. Brother, you call them three-legged cats, and my brother doesn't dare to agree with you. ”

Cao Ba was obviously proficient in the way of controlling people, and in just a few words, he easily aroused the anger of the hand guard.

In the conversation just now, Ling Yang learned that the highway traffic in the south was not developed enough, and Cao Ba also went to Pyongyang to discuss a business this time, so he chose a relatively safe and faster railway, because he had just come from a sea ship and did not catch the last train that went directly to Pyongyang, so he wanted to go to Yizhou to transfer to a train.

Ling Yang was not familiar with the terrain and traffic of the Southern Dynasties, and thought that he could just take Cao Ba's hitchhiker, so as to hide his identity, avoid the interception of the assassins, and reach Pyongyang safely, so he made up his mind and put on a furious look that could not be provoked: "Brother, you are right, it is the mule or the horse that has to be pulled out to slip away." Since you don't believe in my methods, forgive my brother for being arrogant, I will learn from the big guards around you, and show you a small hand, so as not to fall into my double sword and money, and my prestige in the rivers and lakes! ”

"I'll get it first!"

By Cao Ba's side, there is one of the most relied on guards, nicknamed Manniu. This guy is a native of Nanpu, short and strong, not afraid of life and death, has been collecting protection money on the dock for a living, and his kung fu is very tough.

Manniu has been aggressive since childhood, worshiped in the famous teacher's door, and learned the traditional martial arts of the Southern Dynasty for ten years, "Hualang Dao". Originating from the ancient Silla period, this martial art combines the martial arts and techniques of modern China, with the bravery of Muay Thai and the Mongolian wrestling, and the practice of various weapons such as short sticks and sword fights.

There is a difference between Hwarang Road and Taekwondo in the Xianyu of the Northern Dynasty. Taekwondo focuses on jabs and high legs, while Hwarang Dao advocates falling more than punches and feet, and the legs are not over the knees. However, the moves are fierce and ferocious, and the footsteps are complicated and confused, which is quite the essence of Wing Chun.

The brute bull had long seen Ling Yang unpleasantly, and had been struggling to endure Ling Yang's unspeakable talk, and at this time, with the acquiescence of the master, the first one jumped out, and glanced at Ling Yang fiercely: "If you want to fight quickly, don't be a girl......

Before the brute bull finished speaking, Ling Yang had already picked up the soup bowl on the table, and slashed his head and face towards the brute bull. Manniu didn't expect that Ling Yang didn't know the rules of the rivers and lakes at all, and he did it when he said he would do it, and he didn't even bother to say a polite word, and he was scalded by the hot soup and screamed.

The brute bull hurriedly searched for a napkin, wiped the hot soup on his face, his eyelids were so hot that he refused to open them at all. Ling Yang took this opportunity to twist his left hand on the man's jaw, and his right fist smashed on the side of Manniu's thick neck. The punch was so fast and so hard that the bull didn't even snort, and slid softly to the ground.

The two guards, who were usually good friends, hurriedly dragged the brute bull aside for treatment, and at the same time angrily scolded Ling Yang for taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, which was not done by a hero.

Ling Yang was stunned when he heard this: "What I practice is killing skills, not a showmanship used to compete in performances." If I face a fierce beast in the mountains that doesn't understand human language, do I have to ask who his second uncle is, and then fight to the death after a game of kinship? ”

"Brother Qian is right!" Cao Ba obviously agreed with Ling Yang's "high theory", and was very amazed at Ling Yang's ruthlessness, but he still hesitated: "Brother Qian's skills are certainly clever, but the competition just now was between lightning and flint, and my brother really didn't see it clearly......

Ling Yang scolded angrily in his heart: "You old immortal just pretend, don't you just want to test how powerful I am?" Wait a while, I will beat your guards so much that you cry dad and call mother, look for teeth all over the ground, and don't feel distressed when you pay for the medical bills. ”

Ling Yang had the heart to stand up for power, thinking that if he didn't show some real skills, Cao Ba probably wouldn't let himself follow him to eat and drink, so he hooked his little finger towards the angry guards: "The carriage is narrow, it's not easy to perform, you two of you go up, use your strength to eat, it's no problem to move the sword, if I shout a stop word, I will be a grandson." ”

The guards glanced at each other, and saw clearly the angry eyes of each other, obviously aroused by Ling Yang, and the anger in their chests was full of bursts. The two guards in front of Cao Ba bore the brunt of the attack, and they pounced together, and the four fists attacked Ling Yang's eyes and chest and abdomen respectively, and the fists were dignified, obviously there were really two sons.

Ling Yang did not retreat but advanced, his body twisted like noodles, squeezed in from the gap between the four fists, his hands were clasped around the necks of the two guards, with the forward momentum of his body and the inertia of the guards forward, the shoulder joint was motionless, purely relying on the strength of his elbows and wrists, his arms sank and fell. The two guards first lifted their feet off the ground, turned their bodies sideways like two light rags, their backs were facing up, their respiratory tracts were stuck by Ling Yang, their faces were red, and then they were all used to the iron ground of the carriage by Ling Yang, and there was a sharp pain in the back of their heads, and their eyes were dark, and they suddenly lost their intuition.

Ling Yang then retreated, crossing to the position he had just stood on, as if he had never made a move, the expression on his face was arrogant, and he said coldly: "A group." ”