Chapter 82: Kicking the Gym

Chen Jinyuan heard a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he was sneering in his heart, "Hehe, Huangquan Martial Arts Hall, is it very powerful?" Black and white impermanence have been made into a waste by me, and I will still be afraid of these little miscellaneous pieces? ”

After taking care of the clothes on his body, his good mood was spoiled by these two people, and he couldn't eat anymore, so a few people left the hotel with the owner nodding his head, Shi Feng and Zhang Wei found a way to sneak away in order to give the little couple a space to be alone.

Chen Jinyuan took Wang Jiao back to the Splendid Homeland, lingered for a while, Wang Jiao was inconvenient, lay down on the bed and took a nap, told Wang Jiao to go out for a casual stroll, Chen Jinyuan went out of the Splendid Homeland, ready to go to the so-called Huangquan Martial Arts Hall to see, to see who the owner of this hall is, and the subordinates who have been trained are so arrogant and domineering, by the way, kick the hall.

Xinhua Avenue in the county, Huangquan Martial Arts Hall.

"Dad, save me, Dad, save me......" A terrible scream came from the inner room of the martial arts hall.

"Lang'er, don't be afraid, Dad will save you right away......" The person who spoke was a man in his forties and fifties, dressed in an ancient black robe, who was none other than Shen Jianqiu, the owner of the Huangquan Martial Arts Hall in the county, who had the strength of the martial arts rank five heavens.

Lying on the bed, it was Shen Lang who was screaming, Shen Lang seemed to be suffering a great pain, constantly rolling on the bed, there were several doctors and nurses in uniform standing next to the bed, several nurses struggled to hold down the moving Shen Lang, and the doctor was examining his body and investigating the cause.

Shen Jianqiu's face no longer has the majesty of the past at this time, yesterday he asked Shen Lang to lead the way to the Erlang Temple to the two venerables of the sect to arrest the heaven and earth, but the three of them came back in the evening, and they wanted to ask the truth, but the other party was the Venerable of Impermanence, if he made the two of them unhappy, he would really be disgusted.

Black and white impermanence left overnight, and after the two left, Shen Lang suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed, screaming that his whole body was in terrible pain, as if he was about to explode, and after a while, he suddenly got better, and then attacked again, and so on, and the attack became worse and worse every time, even if he took strong painkillers and sedatives, it didn't work. I searched all the well-known Chinese doctors and Western doctors in the county, but I couldn't find the cause.

"Dad, save me, I'm in so much pain, my whole body hurts, I'm about to die!" Shen Lang's screams continued.

Shen Jianqiu was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot, he was such a son, he was usually afraid of falling off in the palm of his hand, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, at this time, seeing his son's painful appearance, Shen Jianqiu felt like a sharp knife was constantly cutting his own flesh.

grabbed the collar of the old man who was checking for Shen Lang. "How? What kind of disease is it, if you don't know, I killed you alive? Shen Jianqiu's brows furrowed, and he said with a hideous threat.

The old man saw that Shen Jianqiu was angry, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Shen, I have seen countless diseases in my years of practicing medicine, but I have never seen such a strange disease as Shen Gongzi, Shen Gongzi's pulse is calm and powerful, it does not look like he has a dark disease, if it is poisoned, but there is no sign of poisoning, there is no wound on his body, if Shen Gongzi is not pretending to be sick, I can't do anything." ”

Shen Jianqiu was a little angry when he heard this, and threw the old man to the ground.

At this time, two more people came in, both of them were gray-faced, with blue noses and swollen faces, it was Wang Tiezhu and Lu Gang, the two of them were stunned by Chen Jinyuan, and they were angry, so they wanted to go back to the martial arts hall to find the owner of the hall to stand up for the two of them.

Shen Jianqiu's face was pale, he was already annoyed enough, and these two people came to make trouble for themselves.

Trying to suppress the anger in his heart, he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Beaten, beaten, beaten!" Wang Tiezhu stammered, his speech was a little lacking in breath, his face was red, and he could see that he was very ashamed.

"Beaten? Coming back, do you still need me to teach you? ”

"We can't beat it! So ......"

"Who beat me?" Shen Jianqiu was a little surprised, seeing that the two of them looked embarrassed, he couldn't think of anyone in the territory of Cidu County who could beat these two like this.

"I don't know, the other party is a kid in his early twenties, just a kick and a slap, and we became like this." Lu Gang covered his beaten face, and said with some shame, not daring to look up at Shen Jianqiu's eyes.

After the two of them added fuel and vinegar, and all the sins were put on Chen Jinyuan's head, Shen Jianqiu was angry in his heart, his son had a strange disease, and his subordinates were beaten again, although he knew what kind of goods his two subordinates were, but no matter who was right or wrong, hitting these two people was slapping himself in the face.

Just when Shen Jianqiu was furious, another person came in in a panic outside the door, who was a disciple of the martial arts hall.

Shen Jianqiu's iron-blue face was very unhappy.

"Pavilion owner, someone kicked the museum!" The person who came said in a panic.

Shen Jianqiu was shocked when he heard this, kicking the hall? What a distant word, when the martial arts hall was first opened, there were also some pretentious people who came to kick the gym without knowing whether they were alive or dead, but they didn't have to make their own moves, and they were all broken by their two subordinates and thrown out. How can the so-called martial artists in the world be compared with the ancient martial artists, how can I hear that someone came to kick the hall, Shen Jianqiu was worried that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and at this time, someone sent him to the door, which happened to be his punching bag.

Shen Jianqiu sneered and took the lead to walk out.

Outside the gates.

Chen Jinyuan looked up at a three-story building in front of him, this was the legendary Huangquan Martial Arts Hall, Chen Jinyuan held his mouth, it wasn't very good.

Looking at the plaque hanging on the door, the corners of Chen Jinyuan's mouth hung a trace of arc. He took it off with a leap, put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the martial arts hall.

As soon as he walked into the door, a group of people wearing practice clothes rushed up to surround Chen Jinyuan, the first bald head, looking at the plaque on Chen Jinyuan's shoulder, his face suddenly changed, he walked in front of Chen Jinyuan, pointed to Chen Jinyuan's nose and said, "Boy, are you looking for death?" Dare to come here to make trouble! ”

Chen Jinyuan didn't say a word, he still had a smile on his face, but he was not idle under his feet, and he kicked over.

Without the slightest suspense, the bald head suddenly flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, slammed to the ground, and fell to the ground unconscious.

Chen Jinyuan likes this feeling very much, and this feeling of kicking people as a ball makes him very obsessed.

The plaque on his shoulder smashed to the ground with a "bang", and the end of the plaque smashed into the marble floor tile more than an inch deep under the huge force.

said very arrogantly: "What about your pavilion master, ask him to come out to see me, the uncle is here to kick the pavilion!" ”

Several martial arts hall disciples surrounding Chen Jinyuan saw the sad end of the bald head, and their hearts were all sudden, and the people who originally wanted to rush up were silent for a while, and they were no longer as ruthless as they were just now, and they didn't dare to answer.

One of the thin disciples suddenly turned around and ran upstairs.

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