Zhao Zhengyang was a little annoyed, if it weren't for Yun Xiu holding his hand, he might have waved his fist now.

"Apologize? Why should I apologize? The two of you are standing here hugging and hugging, it is already hurtful to the customs, what is wrong with you? If you're not convinced, hold it if you're not convinced. ”

The little boy was a sharp man, shaking a paper fan in his hand, and he didn't speak loudly.

The little one is very arrogant.

This completely made Zhao Zhengyang angry, "The little guy doesn't seem to teach you a lesson, you don't have a long memory." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zhengyang strode towards him and stretched out his hand to beat him.

Yun Xiu stopped him once, but didn't stop him a second time.

After all, she also thinks that this little brother's mouth is really worthy!

Zhao Zhengyang wanted to beat someone, but the little boy was still not afraid, put away the fan, and shouted in his mouth: "Hit it, whoever is afraid of whom." ”

After shouting, the people flew towards Zhao Zhengyang.

Looking at that posture, he is a martial artist.

No wonder it's so rampant!

However, he is not the only one who knows martial arts in this world, Zhao Zhengyang is not bad, and Zhao Zhengyang is nearly ten years older than him, if he can't beat him, wouldn't it become a joke.

The battle between the two on the deck quickly attracted many people to come and watch, and it was not lively for a while.

"What's going on with this person? How do you bully a child? ”

Most of the onlookers who ate melons didn't know what was going on, and seeing that the two people fighting against each other were inseparable, and the psychology of helping the weak and not helping the strong made them all fall to the little boy and talk about Zhao Zhengyang's not coming.

For a while, Yun Xiu shook her head helplessly and rolled her eyes twice.

She doesn't know martial arts, but she can also see that although the little boy's martial arts are high, he is definitely not Zhao Zhengyang's opponent, and she is not worried about Zhao Zhengyang for a while.

After a while, sure enough, the little boy was defeated and retreated, and was kicked in the stomach by Zhao Zhengyang, his body did not stabilize, and he staggered back step by step.

Exit ten meters before stopping.

His face became hideous, his face was unconvinced, and while glaring at Zhao Zhengyang, he suddenly took out a bottle from his arms and threw it at Zhao Zhengyang, "Go die." ”

The bottle was filled with poison.

If it had fallen on that man, he would have received it.

Gong Xiao grinded her teeth, threw the bottle and was about to slip away, who knew that the woman who had been standing behind the man indifferently suddenly threw something out of her hand.

It's amazing.

In an instant, not only did she block the bottle she suddenly threw out, but she also exploded the bottle in front of him.

"Poof...... Ahem...... Master, save the disciple, the disciple is going to die. ”

The powder in the bottle spilled next to Gong Xiao, and some of it got into his throat, and at this moment he was frightened, jumped to his feet, and shouted out of the crowd.

"Dead old man, save me, I'm soon, I want to die, I'm ......"

Shouting, Gong Xiao pinched his neck, blushing and thick, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

This scene startled Yun Xiu, and was about to step forward to investigate the situation, when a little old man with gray hair, long beard, and a height of about 1.6 meters came out of the crowd, and while running this way, he cried and shouted: "Hey, my good boy, why did you leave like this?" Hey, I can't help you as a teacher, you are highly poisoned, and there is nothing you can do as a teacher. ”

"You died so miserably, for the teacher...... You can only throw your bones into the water and feed them to the fish. ”