Caught off guard, he punched over, and Twelve Lang Zheng Ye fell directly to the ground.

"What are you crazy about?"

Zheng Ye stretched out his hand to cover his left shoulder blade, where there was a huge pain, and looked at Zhang Xin with incredible eyes.

"You owe it." Zhang Xin said viciously, living in the same house, and he didn't notice the strangeness of his sister.

It's just a brother in vain.

It's just that Zheng Yeyuan was gloomy in his heart, and when he heard this, he suddenly became angry in his heart, "Zhang Xin, don't go too far." Seeing Zhang Xin walking towards him, he didn't care about the pain, and jumped up in a hurry.

Just kidding, Zhang Xin's fists are notoriously hard.

He couldn't sit and be beaten.

Lu Wei, who was a few steps behind him, saw the confrontation, and hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Okay, I don't have to have my own people to coax first, I want to fight, save my strength, and wait for outsiders later." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Xin's sharp gaze stared at Lu Wei.

"You haven't told him yet?" Lu Wei glanced at Zheng Ye, Zheng Ye opened his eyes angrily, and waved his fist as soon as he came up, how could he still care.

When Lu Yu saw it, he had to explain: "Ah Ye asked Yang Jizong to fight, please come over to help?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xin was a little surprised, and glanced at Zheng Ye, he didn't think that Zheng Ye could beat Yang Jizong, the second lang of the Yang family, you must know that before coming to Luojing, Yang Jizong was a famous bastard on Changle Street in Dongwu City, Qinghe, and the fight was a parent's meal.

Even if at the moment, Yang Jizong has made him lose his arm, but Zheng Ye's unpracticed body is really not necessarily Yang Jizong's opponent.

Zhang Xin's disdainful eyes were bright, it was difficult for Zheng Ye to ignore it, he couldn't help but feel a clog in his heart, his face was suddenly red, and he wanted to fight back, but Zhang Xin didn't give him a chance at all.

"Where? How to fight? When Zhang Xin asked this, his eyes had already turned to Lu Wei, which made Zheng Ye hold back his breath again.

"The teahouse opposite Yaoguang Temple, best-of-three games, which side loses, kneel down and kowtow to the other party three times, and in Luojing in the future, you have to avoid the other party, and you must not appear on the same occasion."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xin immediately came to his senses, "No wonder." ”

No wonder when he went to Yaoguang Temple first, he saw the bastard of Yu Wen'an, the prince of Pengcheng, and Yang Jizong, the second lang of the Yang family.

"Who's parting?" Zhang Xin asked again.

"This one is an appointment between Ah Ye and Yang Jizong, and both of them will participate."

When Lu Wei said this, he paused slightly and looked at Zhang Xin, "There are four people left, two from each side, so we are waiting for you to come over." "Among them, the strongest combat effectiveness is none other than Zhang Xin.

Zhang Xin shook his head, "Count me in." In this matter, he took it seriously, since he couldn't make Yang Jizong's bastard die last time, then this time, he didn't mind beating him to death, just let out a bad breath.

Lu Wei looked around, and occasionally a bhikshuni passed by, but it was really not the place to speak, "Ziming is on the side of the teahouse, let's go first." The sub-name is Liu Gong's cousin.

With that, the three of them walked out of the temple together.

Lu Wei looked at Zheng Ye's right hand covering the shoulder blade of his left hand, and kept turning his arm, "Ah Ye, do you want it?" ”

Zheng Ye replied angrily: "Just his punch, whoever can stand it, it's okay if he doesn't dislocate." ”

"I've always been measured, and that punch will hurt you for a while at most, and it will never hurt your muscles and bones." Zhang Xin snorted lightly, "You're hypocritical." ”

"Who do you say is hypocritical?" Zheng Yedeng was furious.

"Stop arguing." Lu Yudun felt a headache, and hurriedly separated the two, "Save your strength and use it for a fight later." ”

Then he told Zhang Xin, "When you go out later, you send all the entourage guards around you away, and you made a statement when you made an appointment: don't let the guards play, and don't let the family know." ”

This Zhang Xin agreed, felt that it was very in line with his original intention, and was even a little excited, after all, leaving the guards and servants to follow, not only was he restrained, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, but he also had to worry that someone would ventilate the news, and the parents would temporarily come to stop him, and he would not be happy.

There are even more people, halfway through the fight, crying and shouting to carry out the parents, which is particularly boring.

Today's teahouse was cleared early in the morning.

The personnel of the two sides are even more clearly demarcated, each is detained, the hall is open, and all the furnishings have been emptied.

Zhang Xin looked at his side, there were Liu Gong, Li Da, Yanghu, Zhang Xian, Fu Xuan, etc., but Fu Xuan was still a five-year-old little bean, he looked up and swept around, Fu Yuan was not there, why was Fu Xuan here, "What about Fu Yuan?" ”

"I didn't inform him, according to Fu Yuan's temperament, if he knew, this fight wouldn't have started." The one who replied was Liu Gong, who liked to wear white.

Fu Yuan is the youngest son of Fu Shi, and his temperament is slow and calm.

If he was notified, the first person to sue would be Fu Yuan.

Zhang Xin hummed lightly, with the arrival of the three of them, the people on both sides were about the same, and the atmosphere of the phenomenon began to become tense, almost as soon as he stepped into this teahouse, Zhang Xin felt a pair of eyes, like thorns, staring at him tightly.

There is no need to think about it, Zhang Xin guessed that it was Yang Jizong, the entanglement between them was too deep, since he made a family appointment with A Ying, he had already regarded A Ying as his wife, so for him, it was a hatred of a bad wife.

For Yang Jizong, there is a hatred of broken arms.

However, after a while, Zhang Xin noticed that there was a strong gaze staring at him, and when he looked up, he saw that in the crowd on the other side, in addition to Yang Jizong, Yu Wen'an, Yu Wenhai, Yang He, Yan Tan, Xing Yuan, etc., there was also an unfamiliar face, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, dressed in red, wanton and flamboyant.

He is about a young age and a little underweight.

However, that domineering arrogance can be felt across the large field in the middle.

"Who's that man?" Zhang Xin's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and asked Zhang Xian, the eighth brother beside him.

Zhang Xian followed his gaze and immediately replied: "It's Fang Yi, the youngest son of the hussar general, some time ago, he just sent his father General Fang to Luojing, and now he is studying in Guozijian. ”

"As soon as I entered Luojing, I got along with Yang Jizong and others." Liu Gong hurriedly added, obviously, he was very jealous of this person, "I heard that the martial arts are good, and he can fight ten enemies with one, which is a strong opponent." ”

They are very clear about the catties of Yu Wen'an, Yang Jizong and others.

It's just that I didn't expect that they would hire such a powerful helper.

"Really?" Zhang Xin's tone was a little more cautious, in fact, as early as when he heard the words hussar general, his whole person was already tense.

In the spring of last year, the hussars led the troops of the province of the army to the south and bloodied the scholars of Pingyuan County.

Only then did the foreign family come to an end......

Zhang Xin stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Ye's shoulder, "Zheng Twelve, Yang Jizong left it to you, and I will meet that Fang Yi." "Don't mention family feuds, among them, he is the only one who has practiced martial arts since childhood.

Chess is interesting when you meet your opponent.

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