Zhang Mingyuan's eyes were full of remorse.

But what he regretted was not his vicious behavior, what he regretted was that he couldn't be ruthless, a little more ruthless.

Why didn't you strangle Huang Lao to death once!

He has already covered Huang Lao's head and choked his throat, all like this, Huang Lao was actually saved by He Junxuan, this He Junxuan is really ghostly, there is him everywhere!

He thought he was perfect, but when he cried and begged for mercy, He Junxuan was already eyeing him.

He Junxuan had been observing his movements.

After so many years, you have no regrets, can you wake up now?

Fortunately, he didn't have a knife in his hand, if he had a knife, he was afraid that he would not hesitate to pierce Huang Lao's heart.

In this scene just now, everyone was stunned, why did He Junxuan suddenly fight, and Huang Lao fell to the ground, why did this Zhang Mingyuan suddenly laugh?

This series of events is linked together, weaving a web that binds several people on the field together.

Everyone had doubts, but they didn't dare to speculate in that direction.

"If I'm a beast, what about you? Don't think I don't know your details, do you still think you are the little young master of the He family? Zhang Mingyuan suddenly laughed wantonly.

His expression suddenly became hideous: "You are a cheap species, you should go to prison for the rest of your life and sit until death!" ”

He Junxuan said coldly: "However, the cheap seeds in your mouth are stronger than you, and they are more grateful than you." ”

Suddenly, he waved his hand, pointed at Muhe, and said: "If you don't believe it, you just look at him, he doesn't have a deep friendship with Huang Lao, but he always remembers Huang Lao and is grateful to Huang Lao." ”

"And you?"

"Huang Lao worked hard to raise you as an adult, and regarded you as his own, how did you repay him?"

"You stole Huang Lao's works, signed your name, and then belittled Huang Lao to make people believe that you are talented and blue."

"But, you don't, you don't have the strength to carry such a reputation at all, how about it, does it feel good to be slapped in the face by me today?"

As He Junxuan's words fell, the whole scene suddenly became quiet, and even if a needle fell to the ground, it could be heard clearly.

The crowd held their breath, unable to believe what they were hearing.

Is this the truth back then?

If this is the case, then this Zhang Mingyuan is really ungrateful and extremely disgusting.

Although He Junxuan's words were indeed praising him for his kindness, he always felt that something was wrong.

What does it mean to not believe you, look at him?

I'm not a cheap seed in his mouth, the person he said is you, you talk like this, I'm easily misunderstood! At this moment, someone on the field had already cast sympathetic glances at him, obviously misled by He Junxuan's words, thinking that his dignified Master Mu was a cheap species.

He really has a cry of suffering.

On the other hand, He Junxuan's face was calm and relaxed, as if the word cheap had nothing to do with him at all.

Good boy, pit me here!

Mu He's head was full of black lines, but he still swallowed this breath silently.

He Junxuan won the championship today, which can be said to be a city for the Jiangcheng Calligraphy and Painting Association, and opened his face for him, and it was not easy for him to make things difficult for him.

After all, he can be regarded as a meritorious man!

At this moment, He Junxuan's words seemed to touch him and reminded him of the past, but unfortunately, for a cold-blooded person like him, no matter how touched he was, he couldn't change his nature.

"Since he raised me all of them, why did he ruin me? Just let him die quietly like this, wouldn't it? Zhang Mingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stood up slowly, staggering and a little unsteady, the blood at the corner of his mouth was rubbed very unevenly, but it looked more, and directly said that the right half of his face pulled out a blood mark.

The whole person looks hideous and terrifying, really like a demon crawling out of hell.

Now that his true face has been known to everyone, he no longer hides it, so everyone just tears their faces.

Hearing Zhang Mingyuan's words, Huang Lao's body trembled obviously, and his heart instantly became cold like water.

"Chop!"

He Junxuan shouted violently, kicked him to the ground again, then grabbed his collar and asked: "Do you still have a conscience, you can actually say such a thing, it is better to raise you than to raise a dog!" ”

"Hahaha, He Junxuan, what are you arrogant, even if I am a dog, then how much better can you be than me, you are just a dog raised by the He family, is the breed better than me?"

Zhang Mingyuan smiled, choked on a mouthful of blood, making him uncomfortably lying on the ground and coughing heavily for a long time.

He Junxuan glanced at him in disgust, then let go of him and said, "Originally, I thought that I would slaughter you directly, but now I regret it, I want you to see the day I stood on the top of the mountain." ”

After speaking, He Junxuan dusted off his clothes, took out his mobile phone and dialed Hou Kai's number, asked Hou Kai to come over, and locked this Zhang Mingyuan in the underground boxing ring.

He wants Zhang Mingyuan to kneel day and night to atone for Huang Lao!

"If you have the ability, you will kill me, if you have the ability, you will kill me, I hate you, I hate Huang Lao, if he hadn't picked me up back then, would I have become what I am now? If it weren't for you, would I have betrayed my teacher? ”

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes were extremely resentful, he turned over directly and rushed in the direction of Huang Lao.

Such a posture is as if he wants to kill Huang Lao.

He Junxuan suddenly made a move, dragged Zhang Mingyuan over, and stuck his right hand on his throat.

As long as you use a gentle force, you can pinch this Zhang Mingyuan to death.

"Are you looking for death?" He Junxuan asked.

"Kill me, I should have been frozen to death back then, but why did you save me, even my parents don't want me anymore, why do you want to save me!"

Zhang Mingyuan looked at Huang Lao in the distance, and tears slowly slipped down his cheeks.

This time, his eyes were filled with remorse, unwillingness, and ...... A trace of unspeakable sadness......

He remembered that when he was a child, he sat on the bluestone slab, and Huang Lao sat beside him, watching him practice calligraphy, he was tired of practicing, so Huang Lao gently picked him up and put him in the rented house next to the stream.

The water in the stream flowed slowly, the breeze blew, the surrounding bamboo forest made a rustling, the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and in the cabinet in the bamboo house, there was also the leftover Grandpa Huang's white beard, which he carefully hid and sandwiched in his notebook.

The book is full of beards, from black to white, all of them are yellow, and together with this beard is his jet-black hair, from short to long.

He even looked forward to the day when he would be able to hand over this youth growth book to Huang Lao.

Now, however, this has all become a lie.

He closed his eyes in resignation, as if he had accepted his death.

If his death can make He Junxuan anxious, and even fight with his life, it will be the best ending.

Click.

The death he had been waiting for had not come, but he felt a sharp pain in his right hand.

"Ahhh!!h

He opened his eyes suddenly, and at this moment, his right hand had been completely crushed by He Junxuan, and such an injury was almost irreversible.

"Do you think I'm going to kill you? No, I will make you bear the sin and live all the time, and repent of what you have done! ”

He Junxuan stared at Zhang Mingyuan's eyes, trying to catch a hint of other emotions in his eyes.

Sure enough, He Junxuan saw a trace of panic flash in Zhang Mingyuan's eyes, and his eyes were extremely dull.

But unfortunately, there was not much remorse in his eyes.

The abolition of his right hand means that all the techniques he has learned over the years have come to naught, it means that he can no longer lift the pen, and it means that all his pride has disappeared.

It made him worse than killing him.

"You...... You devil! ”

Zhang Mingyuan looked at He Junxuan again, the pride in his eyes had faded, and his eyes were full of horror.

"I'm just taking back all the things you learned from Huang Lao, and this will be your punishment!" He Junxuan turned his head and ignored him no longer.

Hou Kai had already barged in with a large number of men in black suits, drove all the audience out of the scene without saying anything, and then dragged Zhang Mingyuan, who was kneeling on the ground like a dead dog, away.

"I'm sorry, we've chartered this place, so come back later."

Hou Kai said politely to everyone.

It's really a sentence, hooligans are not terrible, I'm afraid that hooligans are educated!