Chapter Forty-Seven: Heaven Wants You to Be Crippled

After a while, Chen Tian, Bao and Cao came out of the toilet, their faces were a little not good-looking. Especially the two young heroes, they all seem to be seriously ill.

Chen Tian held the orchid finger in his hand, pinched the small clay pot and came out, put the pot on the wall, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." The donor liquid is like green oil, and it should be dispersed in Niutou Mountain. ”

When they looked into the pot, the liquid was as thick as oil and as green as grass.

The prestige of Niutou Mountain in the capital is still not small, as soon as Chen Tian said Niutou Mountain, Bao Cangshan already understood what it meant, and his arm trembled even more. However, Cao Guangling's expression suddenly relaxed a little, and he didn't know if he felt that he would have company in the future, and his life suddenly regained a little color.

After the interrogation of each torture room was completed one after another, the young heroes were taken out one by one and examined in the toilet. The eight people plus Huang Yuanwu were all without exception, under Chen Tian's encouragement, they all urinated for a bubble of evil energy urine, and when they came out, they looked at each other, their faces were like urine.

When everything was over, the young heroes of the Eight Great Sword Sects and Huang Yuanwu were all escorted to kneel in front of the hall, waiting for President Yang to be arrested. It was the height of summer, and even in the middle of the night, the weather was not very cold, and none of the six door catchers were busy, and none of them were in the mood to put on half of the clothes for the nine bare-ass men.

The moonlight in the courtyard of the six gates was bright, and the lights were still lit, and the nine young heroes of the rivers and lakes knelt under the countless onlookers, one by one, with their heads down, and they had no face to see people.

"Would you like some clothes for your brother?"

Wang Chuan asked Huang Yuanwen next to him. It's a shame for my brother to see his younger brother being watched by so many people so frankly.

"Humph! What's more? Anyway, after making trouble in Xuanwu District for so many days, my Huang family's face has been lost by him. What's the big deal about losing people in the six doors for a while? ”

Huang Yuanwen held his breath in his words. But although he said this, he still didn't know where a coat came from and threw it on Huang Yuanwu.

"If this brother wants to give it to me, I will already kick him in the pit. This can still give him a dress to cover his shame, what a good brother! ”

Luo Ming looked at Huang Yuanwen's movements and praised him.

Wang Chuan threw Luo Ming a contemptuous look and said, "I don't know who heard that my brother was hanging up when he prostituted the overlord chicken in Willow Lane, and he was so anxious that he couldn't wear his shirt, so he killed him." You two are half a pound and eight taels. ”

"Ahem, ahem, can that be the same?"

Luo Ming glared at Wang Chuan and forced himself to speak.

The nine confessions were all sent to the council hall and handed over to Mr. Yang for review. After a while, Mr. Yang finished reading the confession before he came out of the meeting hall.

The nine naked young men knelt neatly, their heads bowed, like plucked chicks.

Mr. Yang's solemn gaze swept over the nine people one by one, and he looked like he hated iron but not steel, and said angrily: "Yang is a person from the six doors, and he has been running around in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he and his deputy fathers are also old friends. The Eight Great Sword Sects are famous, and now they can be regarded as having you lost them! You can really do it, huh? Came to the capital to do such a non-musical thing, and not to mention it, he dared to gather people to take medicine and run naked on the street! The prestige of the Eight Great Sword Sects has been discredited, I think I will break your dog's legs on behalf of the heads of your eight factions, and they will not say anything! ”

"Always catch and spare your life!"

"Don't always catch uncle!"

"We don't take medicine anymore, please always catch it lightly!"

"For the sake of my father, I will be spared and waited!"

Six of the nine young heroes hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy, and the remaining three lowered their heads and remained silent, among them was the tall and strong one who made the serious crime team suffer a small loss.

"Fuck, a bunch of cowards!"

The more the nine people begged for mercy, the more atmospheric Mr. Yang became, strode forward, and kicked the nine people one by one. The six bumps and kowtows were more than once, not to mention how hard they worked, Wang Chuan felt a headache for them while watching.

Mr. Yang kicked up one by one, and the six people kept kowtowing, as if they were queuing up to lead the kick, and the other three people who cut in the middle of the queue also followed.

The corners of everyone's eyes twitched. Mr. Yang's footwork has a name in the rivers and lakes, called the heavenly crippled foot, which means "one foot to live and die without complaint, God told you to be either dead or disabled", in other words, it is "God calls you disabled, you have to be disabled", it can be said that the footwork of the law of cause and effect is used. No one in the six doors dared to provoke Mr. Yang to be angry and kicked, no one dared to take Mr. Yang's kick, look at these nine people lying on their backs one by one, there was no movement, everyone was shocked.

"Total catch, this ......"

Liang Zhutou was stunned by this sudden scene and asked.

Mr. Yang said with relief: "It's okay, Yang hasn't used all his strength yet, if they have a little effort, they can bear it, just lie down a few times, it's okay." Lao Tzu's famous and earth-shattering feet, these shameful things are not eligible to enjoy. ”

It's not qualified, it's terrible to be qualified!

Wang Chuan suddenly remembered something, and reminded: "Always catch, that Huang Yuanwu, it seems that he has no kung fu." ”

"Someone! Get a doctor! ”

Mr. Yang opened his voice and shouted.

Everyone stepped forward to check, Huang Yuanwu really didn't know martial arts, and was kicked and fainted by Mr. Yang. This guy was also punched by Huang Yuanwen when he was carrying it to the six doors, and he was holding a huge panda eye, so he was not miserable.

Huang Yuanwen couldn't care about it anymore and said urgently: "Erlang! Jiro! Total catch, this ......"

Mr. Yang had to say: "I'm sorry, Huang family boy, Yang doesn't have a serious foot, I'm really sorry." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the poor Dao has been on the immortal path for a long time, and he also knows some medical skills, and let the poor Dao take a look."

Chen Tian squeezed through the crowd, came to Huang Yuanwu, and squatted down.

Mr. Yang and Huang Yuanwen hurriedly gave Chen Tian some space, Chen Tian pulled Huang Yuanwu's eyelids open, looked at them, and said, "It's okay, it's just outside the gods." I don't know if the six doors will be scattered this time? Take the future, and the poor road should be able to save him. ”

Mr. Yang said, "Wait a minute, I'll get it." After saying that, he got up himself, stepped into the council hall in three steps and two steps, and came out with a small green medicine bottle.

Chen Tian took the small porcelain bottle from Mr. Yang's catcher, opened the cork to take a look, smelled it from a distance, and exclaimed: "The color is pure and the taste is pure, it is really free!" I don't know which alchemy master can dispense such a medicine. As he spoke, he got up and stepped forward, facing Huang Yuanwu, and gently blew on the mouth of the small medicine bottle.

"Whew-"

Huang Yuanwu woke up slowly, and showed a relaxed expression as if he was laxative.

"Dogs can't change their!"

Huang Yuanwen was furious, and gave Huang Yuanwu another fist stamp, so that the two panda eyes on the haggard face were symmetrically aligned.

"Whew-"

Not only Huang Yuanwu, but also the young heroes of the eight major sword sects are also in the same direction as Huang Yuanwu, Chen Tian blew on the mouth of the bottle, and the eight people smelled the smell and sat up leisurely from the ground.

"Damn it, shame on you!"

Mr. Yang jumped like thunder, suddenly got up, kicked at the eight people one by one, and kicked them again. This time, he was careful to pay attention to it, and he didn't kick Huang Yuanwu, who had already been cleaned up.

There was a commotion in the six doors, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the nine addicts, only Wang Chuan noticed it, and at this moment, Daoist Chen Tian withdrew his hand and secretly put the small green medicine bottle into his sleeve robe.