That night, before dawn, Yang Mao returned to the capital, and returned to the courtyard house that symbolized supreme power like a dragon and a tiger.

Den.

"Old man, that's it, Ah Mao's sentences are true, there is no personal emotion, no exaggeration."

Yang Mao stood there, bending slightly, cautious in his words and deeds, and respectful.

He didn't feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable, he had been a dog for so many years, and he was used to it.

Moreover, he worships the old man like a god.

The old man went to rest at ten o'clock tonight, and he didn't have the idea of waiting for Yang Mao to come back.

In his opinion, Yang Mao's trip must be smooth sailing, and Yang Rui has no reason not to agree, and he does not dare not agree.

Therefore, the old man was shouted by Yang Mao.

In the huge quadrangle, only Yang Mao dared to disturb the old man's sleep in the middle of the night.

He has been with the old man for more than 30 years, and even if he has a dog, he will have feelings.

At this time, after listening to Yang Mao's report quietly, the old man stretched out his finger and clicked on the water cup on the coffee table next to him, the two had already developed a tacit understanding, Yang Mao understood, and immediately stepped forward to pick up the water cup, and walked to the side to make a cup of hot Longjing for the old man.

"Old man, use tea, be careful of scalding." Yang Mao respectfully handed over the tea with both hands.

The old man stretched out his hand to take it, but at this time, the quilt full of boiling tea was smashed out by him.

When the cup flew out, some of the tea splashed on Yang Mao's face, Yang Mao felt a hot pain on his face, but he still stood slightly bent over, motionless, and silent.

"Little cub, the wings are stiff." The old man cursed, sat back down, and said, "Refill the tea." ”

Yang Mao hurriedly ran out to pick up the teacup, washed it, and brewed a cup of Longjing again.

The old man of that teacup has been used for decades, but he can't throw it away.

It can also be seen that the old man is really angry.

Yang Mao suddenly felt lucky, glad that the teacup was made of stainless steel, otherwise the matter would be a big deal.

"Old man, the tea is here, calm the anger." Yang Mao once again respectfully handed over the tea.

This time, the old man didn't drop the cup again, took the teacup and took a sip of it, moistened his mouth, and then said: "You said that he subdued you with one move?" ”

"That's right, although he made a sudden attack and had the element of sneak attack, it is undeniable that his skills have reached the point of reaching the peak." Yang Mao replied respectfully.

What to say, this is also the reason why he has been able to stay with the old man for so many years.

For example, just now he said that there was no adulteration of private ingredients, no exaggeration of adding oil and vinegar, it is not superficial, it is really not.

And at this time, even if he is no longer convinced by Yang Rui, he will not deliberately hide Yang Rui's strength.

The old man was silent when he heard this.

"Old man, the old lady has violated the agreement, can we find the old lady and let her come forward to do this?"

"If the old lady is willing to come forward, the kid will definitely listen, he listens to the old lady the most."

Yang Mao cautiously proposed.

"Bring me a coat." The old man said as he got up and walked out.

Yang Mao hurriedly ran to get the coat, and then quickly caught up with the old man and put it on for the old man.

The two of them walked through the long garden and came to the backyard.

The backyard door was locked.

The old man stood in front of the door and whispered as if to the air, "Open the door." ”

The voice fell, and a person fell over the wall.

The vigor of the body, combined with this late night, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a ghost.

After the man landed steadily, he bent down slightly and said, "The old lady said, no one is allowed to enter without her permission, old man, please call the old lady first, and the old lady has spoken, and I will open the door." ”

"She has a habit of turning off her mobile phone before going to bed, everyone knows this, it's so late, you let me call her? Are you trying to make things difficult for me? The old man's face fell, and he said coldly.

"Don't dare." The man said he didn't dare, but his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"If you don't dare, open the door for me!" The old man drank suddenly.

The man bowed his head slightly, but did not respond.

The attitude is very clear, without the permission of the old lady, this door cannot be opened.

The king of heaven Lao Tzu came, and he couldn't.

At this time, Yang Mao behind the old man rushed up and kicked the man hard, "You are against the sky, and you don't listen to what the old man says?" ”

"The old man can beat me, but you can't, one more time, I'll break your neck." The man raised his head slightly, and his sharp eyes approached Yang Mao.

"I let him fight, what's wrong? If you don't accept it, break his neck now, and see how I break your neck! The old man said with a gloomy face.

"Don't dare." The man bowed his head again.

"Tell you to open the door, do you hear?"

"Deaf or stupid to not understand human speech!"

Yang Mao, who got Shang Fang's sword, went up and grabbed the man and kicked him again.

Usually when he encounters this situation, he is at most pretentious and venting his anger for the old man.

But this time, he really hit it, and every kick was full of strength.

The man was kicked back again and again, and was forced directly into a corner.

Yang Mao seemed to want to vent all the wretched anger he had received in Yang Rui several hours ago on this person.

At this time, with a creak, the old door full of history opened.

A middle-aged man with a sturdy figure appeared in front of several people.

It was the Cangyun Commander who guarded the old lady's side day and night, Xue Zhi.

Xue Zhishou made a gesture, "Old man, old lady, please come in." ”

The old man had a calm face, put his hands behind his back, and walked up to the gatehouse.

Yang Mao, who was almost venting, straightened out his slightly messy clothes a little, and was about to follow the old man in, but was stopped by Xue Zhi at the door.

"You can't go in."

"Old man."

Yang Mao shouted to the old man who had already entered the courtyard, but the old man didn't seem to hear it, and gradually walked away.

Yang Mao suddenly panicked.

He knew what this meant, and sure enough, in the next second, Xue Zhi moved.

One punch.

With just one punch, Yang Mao once again staged the scene he had seen in the Yunrui Club several hours ago.

He smashed more than ten meters, spurting blood from his mouth, and he fell to the ground directly after being injured.

"Cangyun people, not any cat or dog can be trampled on at will, this time is a lesson, and next time, take your dog's life."