The eldest disciple stepped forward and stood opposite Sasaki, ready to drive the battle. Hurriedly stepped forward and threw continuous punches, but Sasaki still stood still like a mountain. Jumping up in the air and clamping his head with his legs, Sasaki blocked it left and right with both hands, his fierce fist was like an iron stone, and it was like a meteor in the universe colliding, knocking the eldest disciple to the ground and retreating quickly, his feet stepped backwards to stabilize his heels, and he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and qi and blood spurted out of his mouth. Sasaki is still standing in place, as difficult to move as Mount Tai, the eldest disciple rushed up and flew his fist to attack Sasaki head-on, Sasaki punched out, "bang", the eldest disciple's wrist joint was dislocated, the hand holding the fist was numb, trembling non-stop, his face changed dramatically, and beads of sweat slipped down the corners of his eyes.

"Zhiping, step back and deal with it for the teacher."

"Master Chen, do you dare to sign a life and death certificate? Life and death in the ring have nothing to do with me. ”

"Why don't you dare?"

Chen Biao stepped forward to sign the life and death certificate, steadily stepped forward and stood opposite Sasaki, stepped out of his left foot, stretched out his fists with both hands, jumped up sharply and spun in the air, pressed down with both fists, Sasaki's right hand protected his head and was difficult to support, and he quickly withdrew. Chen Biao flew sideways, Sasaki hugged the flying foot and pulled it hard in front of his chest, only to hear two crisp sounds of broken bones, Chen Biao fell to the ground with just one hand, standing, his left foot was painful and difficult to stand, only stepped out to support the body with his right foot, his right foot galloped away, and the flying fist was punched out, Sasaki stretched out a hand to hold his wrist and pulled it with his knee, Chen Biao followed its pull close to his knee against his waist, Chen Biao's physical strength was difficult to support the ground, Sasaki still didn't let go, just when Chen Biao landed on the ground, he dragged and kicked, Kicked in the air and lifted Chen Biao up on his knees, "Ah! With a scream, the spine of his back was pushed out by Sasaki's crooked knee.

Chen Biao lay on the ground and vomited blood, already dying. The disciples of the "Master" came forward and wept bitterly.

"Master, we avenge you."

"No, no, you are not his opponent, life and death are fate," it was already difficult to hear his voice clearly, his breath was getting weaker and weaker, the voice of speaking was mixed with the sound of constantly gasping for breath, and the eldest disciple Lu Zhiping could only put his ear to his mouth.

"Go, go, please, please Yuan Qi, only Yuan Qi is Sasaki's opponent, the last time he beat Sasaki, he was defeated by Yuan Qi's Shaolin fist," After speaking, Chen Biao kicked his legs and drove the crane west.

"Master, Master."

Sasaki and his Japanese men stood aside and were about to leave when the disciples surrounded him.

"Sasaki, is the Tokukatsu Martial Arts Hall as you want to enter and exit as you want?"

His Japanese men drew their Toyo swords and rushed forward, "Brothers, copy the guys and fight with them." ”

"Let them go," the disciples retreated, and Lu Zhiping walked out, stood in front of Sasaki, and said to the disciples behind him with angry eyes, "What did the master tell us just now?" Have you all forgotten? ”

The gate of Chen's house is full of white, the disciples see off Mr. Chen Biao, white paper money is flying all over the sky, the family is wearing filial piety clothes Then, after the funeral, Lu Zhiping took a taxi to Wuhou Temple and stood at the gate of the company.

Yang Jing walked out of the company and stood in front of Lu Zhiping, and said to Lu Zhiping with a rigorous breath: "Who are you looking for?" Yang Jing looked around, this person had a black cloth tied on his arm, and it seemed that he had a relative in his family who had died.

"I'm looking for Yuan Qi."

"What are you looking for Yuan Qi? He's not here. ”

Everyone in the company stretched out their heads and scrambled to look at the door, and one of Yuan Qi's friends left his position and stepped forward, standing next to Yang Jing, and said with a smile: "What are you looking for my master?" ”

"Sasaki beat my master to death, and I came to Yuan Qi to avenge my master."

"Master hates the Japanese the most, and I will tell him when my master comes back."

"Go in and work," Yang Jing snapped to the employees around her. He turned his head to Lu Zhiping and said softly: "I suggest you go to the police, now we are a legal society in China, and the law will punish us." ”

The sun hadn't come out yet, the sky hadn't yet dawned, Yuan Qi and Su Ling started from home. In the car, Yuan Qi felt sleepy, his head rested on her legs, the skin of his face was close to the skin of her legs, feeling a kind of coolness, a kind of softness, Yuan Qi looked up at Su Ling.

"Why don't you sleep yet?"

"Can't sleep."

"Come, I'll cut your nails," Su Ling pulled out her nail clippers from her backpack.

"Okay," Yuan Qi stretched out his finger, Su Ling choked his finger, carefully cut it, and the car was bumpy along the way.

"Oh, you see, it's bleeding," the car jolted, and the nail clippers accidentally cut the flesh, and the blood slowly invaded.

"Oh——, it hurts to cut the monkey," Su Ling hehe... A few laughs.

"It's okay, I have a lot of blood on my body, and a little bleeding is nothing."

"I'll sing to you when I go back."

"You better stop singing."

"Hmm~, you don't think I sing well."

"Why don't you sing well? Your voice is as graceful as a nightingale, and your singing must be good. ”

"Well, I'll sing it to you now," he said, putting his mouth to his ear, "little cabbage... The voice was so harsh, Yuan Qi stretched out his hand to rub his ears, and forcibly said, "Well, well, good, good." ”

Yuan Qi stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, Su Ling's face was pressed against his chest, and Yuan Qi said, "Sing." ”

"If you don't sing, you don't sing, you don't think I sing well."

"In the future, whoever thinks you don't sing well, I will slap him to death like a mosquito."

"Hehe... ..., let's shoot him to death now."

The two hugged each other, so entangled, like a little couple.

As soon as Yuan Qi arrived in Chengdu, he bought a newspaper, and the front page was about the killing of the owner of the Desheng Martial Arts Pavilion, Yuan Qi secretly folded the newspaper and put it in his satchel, and Su Ling looked at Yuan Qi.

"What's going on?"

"No, it's fine."

Yuan Qi sent Su Ling away to report back to the company, and his friend came over and said, "Master, do you know that Chen Biao was beaten to death by Sasaki. ”

"Yes."

"Yesterday, someone from the Desheng Martial Arts Pavilion came to you to avenge his master."

"Come with me after work to pay respects to Mr. Chen."

Yuan Qi entered from the gate of Chen's house, stepped into the altar standing in front of Mr. Chen's altar, took a stick of incense from his friend's hand, stepped forward and inserted it into the incense ding, and stood with a bow.

"Mr. Chen, this matter starts because of me, and I will end it."

Yuan Qi knotted the black belt and handed it into the hands of Mr. Chen's family and stepped out. His friend followed, standing in front of him first.

"Master, let me go with you."

"No, you just wait here, one more person is safe."

"Master."

"By that said, I don't want to see my friend in danger and return afterwards, and you wait here."