Although only a quick glance. But their classic outfits are really two Taoist priests.

Han Yu vaguely saw that one of them was tall, and the other was quite thin, as for the appearance of the two, he didn't see them clearly, but he just saw that they were an old man and a young man.

One of them, as if he'd seen it somewhere.

Hu Laiba smacked his lips and said, "These two old Taoists, how can they look familiar?" ”

"Why, you feel this way too?" Han Yu said in surprise. He felt the same way, but the two of them walked with their heads down, so they didn't see each other.

Hu Lai stretched out his hand and patted his head: "I didn't see it clearly." Black B, you stop, I'll see who these two old ways are! ”

Hei B hurriedly parked the car to death, Hu Lai and Han Yu got out of the car, and when they went to see it again, where could they still see the shadows of those two Taoist priests?

"Hey, it's gone, it can't be hiding from me, right?" Hu Lai looked around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a man wearing a floral plaid shirt with an open collar, leading three or four thugs, swaying out of a small Internet café.

Hu Lai was suddenly happy and strode over.

This kid is a well-known local gangster, and when Hu Lai used to go down the mountain, he didn't beat him less.

"Hey, roasted sweet potato, Brother Red Wolf likes to eat this thing the most, you wait, I'll get you two good pieces!"

A gangster flatteringly walked up to an old man selling roasted sweet potatoes: "Get me a few catties of roasted ones, pick up a big, sweet one!" ”

This old man looks like he is about sixty years old. The wind and frost of the years carved deep wrinkles on his face. With high cheekbones and slightly dim eyes, he looks like an ordinary farmer.

Next to him was a tricycle, on which was a half-man-tall lacquer barrel converted into an oven, with a charcoal fire underneath, and a small individual oven that could be pulled out, in which were placed pieces of roasted sweet potatoes that were bubbling out with aroma.

Hearing that there was business coming to the door, the old man was very happy, happily opened the oven, and took out four or five sweet potatoes inside: "My sweet potato tastes good, sweet, fragrant and glutinous, and I am hungry ......."

"Okay, okay, you don't talk nonsense, get me two more!" The bastard listened impatiently to his boasting and waved his hand.

"Okay," the old man nodded again and again, opened another oven very neatly, and directly took a few sweet potatoes to the plate with his hands.

I don't know if it's because the calluses on his hands are too thick, and the hot sweet potatoes in his hands are as if he doesn't feel anything.

He said yes neatly, found a few small paper bags for him to carry, and handed them to the gangsters: "A total of ten yuan and eight cents." ”

The thug took the sweet potato, put it in his hand and checked it: "Oh, then you can find money!" ”

"Looking for, looking for money? Looking for money? The old man was stunned.

"Didn't I just give you fifty, old fellow, you probably didn't plan to pay the bill!" Squint.

A few people from the red wolf over there came over, and the gangsters flattered and handed the sweet potatoes up, and a few people stood there and ate them, as if there was no one around.

How can the old man not understand that he has met a street bastard?

He laughed dryly: "Yes, it's rare for a few people to be able to look up to my old man and take care of my business. ”

As he spoke, he pushed the tricycle and was about to leave.

One of the thugs immediately took a few steps forward and blocked the front of the car.

The gangster who bought sweet potatoes just now looked at him with a condescending look, and said in a weird manner: "Old guy, do you want to run away without looking for money?" Where is it so easy? You are so easy to cheat when you are Lao Tzu's money? There are two ways for you today, one is to obediently find money, and today you are selling sweet potatoes here, so forget it. ”

"Or, just a few of us, take away your stall. If you want to eat sweet potatoes in the future, we will bake them ourselves! ”

His companion let out a loud laugh in response.

Han Yu and Hu Lai were on the other side of the road, and Hu Lai wanted to come forward to help, but Han Yu stopped him when he saw the old man who roasted sweet potatoes, although he described the vicissitudes of life, but he was not flustered.

The old man laughed when he saw the gangsters, and he laughed himself: "Originally, I thought, it doesn't matter if you little beasts eat it, anyway, if this sweet potato can't be sold, I have to feed the dogs when I go back." I can't imagine that you are not even as good as a dog. That's it, I won't invite this guest. ”

"Boy, the sweet potato just now is ten yuan and eight cents, if you give me a dime, it's fine. If you don't give it, then you have to spit out as much as you eat! ”

As soon as these words came out, those gangsters were all stupid.

The red wolf suddenly laughed evilly: "Okay, there is a monk Hu Laiye, but I didn't expect a stubborn old man who sold sweet potatoes to come out again." Give it to me, I want to see who spit it out to whom today! ”

After speaking, he first twisted his body and threw himself towards the old man.

The gangster who bought sweet potatoes saw that this was a good opportunity for his performance!

With his hands open, he threw himself at the old man. It has the meaning of treating death as if it were home, and taking the lead.

The old man smiled slightly, his legs bent slightly, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly changed into a person.

Just now, he was just an old man selling sweet potatoes and begging for a living. At this time, he seemed to have become the ancient pine of the mountain stream and the strange stone on the peak.

There is a feeling that I am as stable as Mount Tai regardless of the wind and clouds around me.

I saw him lean back slightly, hugged his hands roundly, and gently pulled him, and the gangster's hands involuntarily pressed towards the oven.

The temperature of the fire was at least 80 degrees Celsius. As soon as the thug's hands touched the oven, his eyes couldn't help but bulge, and his mouth opened.

But before he could scream, the old man suddenly pulled out an oven and picked out a piece of roasted oily sweet potato inside.

Break it open and press half of it into his mouth.

Everyone knows that sweet potatoes are particularly capable of storing heat, that is, if you buy a piece on the side of the road to eat, you have to blow it for a long time, that's it, if you are not careful, you have to burn your mouth, not to mention this hot play?

The bastard barely stared out of his eyes. The expression on the whole face was entangled to the extreme.

All this happened in the light of light, and at this time, the red wolf in the plaid shirt had just arrived.

He pounced on the old man, but the end was not much better than his little brother.

The old man swung his body and hugged his hands roundly, just like the willow leaves in the wind, the duckweed in the water, a few swings, and the red wolf pounced viciously several times, and all of them fell short.

Not only did he fail to save his subordinates, but even himself, after being turned a few times by the old man, he followed the example of the little brother and put his hands on the oven.

whining and screaming, the two gangsters in the back were all concocted by the old man in the same way.

Then, the old man kept circling around the four people, the four people, pouting their buttocks, holding their hands on the oven, every time they were about to get up, the old man raised his hand on their backs and gently pushed them, and several people were stunned and couldn't struggle.

"Yang's Tai Chi?" Hu Lai frowned slightly, and pouted: "Omida, I think who is he here, this old man is Yang Baoguo, the descendant of Yang's Taiji." ”

"Tai Chi?" Han Yu's eyes lit up, and at this moment, a person they had never expected appeared.

This man is more than 1.8 meters tall, and his body is dark, like a half-cut iron tower.

Although he doesn't look very old, only about twenty years old, he is described as powerful and calm.

He strode over, and a few people who were watching the excitement not far away immediately automatically made way for him.

When Han Yu and Hu Lai saw this person, they were all stunned, because this young fierce man was none other than the black wolf!

"Black wolf? Why is this kid here? Han Yu said with some surprise.

"Didn't you come up with a plan for March the other day? Black Wolf had left the community two weeks earlier with several branch masters. Now it seems that he is coming to HN! Hu Lai nodded, his face full of red light: "This kid must have seen the invincible and invincible figure of the monk, and he knows that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, so this is Baba's coming to Shaolin, and he is here to learn from his teacher!" Well, with vision, with vision, I will definitely introduce it to the elder of the inner temple when I turn around, so that he can get his wish......"

Before Hu Lai's words were finished, the black wolf had already shouted at the old man who sold sweet potatoes: "Master, what's going on?" ”

Master? The black wolf actually worshipped this old man as a teacher? Han Yu guessed the whole story almost instantly, and looked at Hu Lai with a strange smile.

Hu Lai's eyes widened, and the muscles on his face froze there, as if he had eaten a dozen flies coldly, petrified......

"Oh, it's okay!" The old man Yang Baoguo said, raised his hand, and stopped moving.

The four thugs were jumping around like birds that had broken free from their cages.

The kid who bought sweet potatoes first held his mouth, curled up on the ground in pain, and looked at Yang Laohan with resentful eyes, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

"Okay, old man, count yourself ruthless! Don't go, if I don't kill you today, I won't call the red wolf! ”

The black wolf, who was helping the old man tidy up the sweet potato oven, trembled slightly when he heard this, he slowly turned around and slowly walked to the red wolf's side.

"What do you say your name is?" The black wolf slowly spat out two words.

"Red, red wolf!" The red wolf in a plaid shirt, I don't know why, was stared at by the young man in front of him, and his heart was hairy.

It was clear that the sky was blue, but he felt cold on his body. Is it because of the afternoon?

He was just a gangster, so he naturally didn't know, because of his name, it caused the murder in the heart of the black wolf.

What he felt was not a coldness, but a cold killing intent from the depths of the black wolf's heart!

In order to save him, his brother Red Wolf died under the knife. This has almost become an eternal thorn in the heart of the black wolf!

He never thought that in this place thousands of miles away, there was still someone called Red Wolf!

Is this fate?

The black wolf glanced at him coldly: "In the future, you are not allowed to call this name again." You don't deserve it! ”

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Why?" The red wolf asked without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The black wolf's body spun around instantly, and the two fists smashed almost lightning on his shoulder socket.

The red wolf snorted, and his body was lifted up more than half a meter high and flew out three meters away.

This is still the black wolf's unintentional hurt, otherwise, his two fists rushed to the red wolf's chest, this kid will not die, and he will have a heart weakness or something in the future!

Obviously, in the past two weeks, the black wolf has not been in vain, but these two punches are much faster and stronger than before!

"Now you know why, right?" The black wolf walked over slowly and squatted down: "Because I don't allow it, if you dare to scream again, I will kill you!" ”

The black wolf is a hall master in covering the sky, and over time, he naturally cultivates some prestige.

At this time, although his voice was calm, it fell on the ears of the red wolf, which made him shudder involuntarily.

The black wolf smiled disdainfully, reached out and slapped him twice on the face, and slowly stood up.

But before he could take two steps, the red wolf was like a wounded beast, pulling his neck and saying: "I'll call, I'll call, there is a kind of you beat Lao Tzu to death, otherwise, the name of the red wolf, Lao Tzu is decided!" ”

He, the disdain in the eyes of the black wolf, inspired the last bit of dignity as a gangster.

After that, one chapter will be updated in the morning and one in the afternoon......