"Think beautifully!"

Ouyang Ruo was cold, rewarded this guy, such three words.

After more than 20 years of searching, I finally met a man I liked. She wouldn't let him slip away from her so easily!

This scene stunned Yun Xiaodong.

He originally thought that Ouyang Ruo would "snap" a slap, fan Xia Yang, and then roar.

"You scumbag, from now on, you will disappear from my world forever!"

However, Ouyang Ruo didn't!

And listening to her tone, it seems that she is still going to stick upside down, pestering this guy.

At this time, a burly guy with a fierce aura all over his body walked in.

He is the ancient martial arts master that Xia Yang saw before.

His name is Shen Lang, and he is a master of the third stage of ancient martial arts that Yun Xiaodong spent an annual salary of three million. It's the bodyguard team of his Scana Manor, the captain of the bodyguards!

Shen Lang walked up to Xia Yang.

I saw that he grabbed the solid wood chair with his left hand, formed a hand knife with his right hand, and slashed at the chair.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the chair was split in half. However, the fracture is not as smooth as a knife, but as if it has been broken, uneven.

This one is naturally Yun Xiaodong's arrangement.

He thought that Shen Lang's hand was enough to scare Xia Yang.

However, after Xia Yang watched it, he still looked light and smiling.

"Juggling is good!"

Brother Yang, he also gave Shen Lang this guy a word of evaluation.

"What did you say?"

Shen Lang looked at Xia Yang with a fierce look on his face and asked coldly. He felt Xia Yang's disregard for him!

"I said you were good at juggling."

Xia Yang smiled and repeated what he said just now.

The thing that Shen Lang performed just now might be very scary in the eyes of ordinary people. But, in Brother Yang's opinion, it's completely juggling!

"You're insulting me?" Shen Lang stared at Xia Yang coldly and asked.

"That's right! I'm insulting you! Xia Yang looked at this brainless martial artist with a fierce face with a grin, and asked without pretending to be forced at all, "What can you do to me?" ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Shen Lang was furious.

"It's okay to kill me." Xia Yang looked at Shen Lang with a serious face and said, "However, when you get me, you must see it clearly." Don't punch me, it didn't hit me in the face, but in the face of your master, Yun Shao. ”

Of course, Xia Yang said this to Yun Xiaodong!

After all, in the private room of the Heavenly Palace, Yun Xiaodong was beaten by the security captain Chen Debiao!

Brother Yang, this is for fear that he will not have a good memory, so remind him of it in friendship.

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Yang said this, Yun Xiaodong immediately stepped back and took a few steps back. It was separated from Xia Yang, and there was a distance of about seven or eight meters.

He thought that in this way, when Shen Lang made a move for a while, he would definitely not be able to hurt him by mistake.

"What's your name?" Xia Yang asked Shen Lang.

If you want to play tricks on someone, you first have to figure out his name! Otherwise, you don't even know who is playing tricks, how boring is it to play tricks there?

"Shen Lang."

Shen Lang reported his name, and then added without pretending at all: "I have been practicing martial arts for twenty-eight years, and I have no attainments in the art of ancient martial arts, and I am only a third stage of ancient martial arts. ”

The art of ancient martial arts is extremely talented.

Some people, even if they have studied all their lives, reach seventy or eighty, and even kick their legs into the coffin lid, they can't break through a section.

In just 28 years, it became the third section of Guwu. Shen Lang can't be said to be the most qualified, but it is definitely superior.

Among the eight disciples of their batch, he was the most outstanding one, and the only one who successfully broke through the third stage of the ancient martial arts.

"Ancient Martial Third Section? You're showing me off, you're awesome? Xia Yang asked with a grin.

He didn't have it at all, and was frightened by the words "Guwu Sanduan".

After all, these words are not a fart in Brother Yang's place.

"I'm not awesome, you're awesome! If you're not awesome, can you mess with the clouds? ”

Shen Lang took steps and walked towards Xia Yang step by step.

As he walked, he said, "You kneel down now and admit your mistake to Yun Shao, I may be able to consider it and give you a good time!" Otherwise, I will call you, you can't live, you can't die! ”

Shen Lang is not bragging, but he does have such means.

As an ancient martial arts master, cleaning up an ordinary person is as easy as ravaging a chicken.

At this time, Shen Lang was less than a meter away from Xia Yang.

In such a short distance, he could completely detect Xia Yang's breath.

He can be sure that this guy doesn't have the slightest bit of martial artist's spirit! In other words, Xia Yang is just an ordinary person.

Even if he practiced martial arts, he didn't step through the door of the ancient martial arts, at most he could only be regarded as the kung fu of some three-legged cats.

"A man has gold under his knees, and I won't kneel."

Xia Yang looked at Shen Lang with a smile and said with a serious face: "However, this proposal was made by you. Therefore, you can kneel for me! You kneel and kowtow to Yun Shao three times, I will give you one million if you knock one, and I will give three million for three! ”

Xia Yang is serious about this.

"Why are you insulting me?" Shen Lang was furious.

"No! I'm sending you money! I'll give you three million at a time! If you want to say insults, I'm just at most, insulting you Yun Shao! After all, only the dead can enjoy three rings! ”

Xia Yang, this is just a joke, and there is no intention to threaten Yun Xiaodong at all.

He would not have taken Yun Xiaodong's life directly.

Brother Yang's principle of life is to only seek money, not to kill people!

The most important thing is to be happy.

Those who are bitter and hateful, shouting and shouting and killing all day long.

It's boring to live like that!

It's boring!

"There will indeed be a dead man here tonight, but it's not me, it's you!"

Yun Xiaodong immediately pointed at Xia Yang with his cheap finger and said, "After killing you, no one will kowtow to you, I will let people throw your body to the wilderness and feed the wild dogs!" ”

Yun Xiaodong, you can say it, you can do it!

"For wild dogs? So cruel, huh? Can't you leave me a whole corpse, or send it to the crematorium to burn it, right? No matter what, you'll have to give me a whole cemetery! Otherwise, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go. I'll come and climb your window every night! ”

Xia Yang said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you can't become a ghost! I will ask the top mages in the country to do it, and let your soul be wiped out! ”

Yun Xiaodong has never seen ghosts and gods, but a family like theirs believes in these things very much. Doing such a thing, Yun Xiaodong will naturally clean up his tail.

Otherwise, if Xia Yang really became a powerful ghost, and came to trouble him in the middle of the night and scared him to death, wouldn't it be a big loss?

"Yun Shao is Yun Shao, when you do things, it's really ruthless!"

Xia Yang gave a thumbs up and gave Yun Xiaodong a thumbs up.

Then, he looked at Shen Lang and said, "After beeping for so long, you haven't made a move yet." My skin is itchy, hurry up, come and hit me, hit me in the face. ”

Xia Yang stretched his face over and let Shen Lang fight.

This operation directly made Shen Lang a little confused.

Which one is this guy singing?

"Hit! Hit me hard! Smash his face into a pig's head! Thinking of the punch he received in the Heavenly Palace, Yun Xiaodong gritted his teeth with hatred.

Shen Lang is not Chen Debiao, Chen Debiao is just an ordinary practitioner, and Shen Lang is a master of the third stage of ancient martial arts.

He will not make a mistake like Chen Debiao!

"Yes! Less clouds! ”

Done.

Shen Lang threw a right hook and took Xia Yang's left cheek.

"Bang!"

The sound was brittle, not like it came from a blow in the face.

"Whoa!"

This is the sound of ceramic shards falling to the ground.

When Shen Lang punched over, Xia Yang found that the blue and white porcelain vase standing in the corner of the wall looked a little valuable, to say the least, it was worth millions.

So, he slipped the thing over and used it to touch Shen Lang's fist.

After touching it, Brother Yang was sure.

Shen Lang's fist is indeed harder than this blue and white porcelain vase.