Lin Li looked back, but saw that the electric gate at the entrance of the yard was still closed, but there was an inexplicably more man in his forties in the yard.

The man was short in stature, short and strong, and his facial features were quite upright, but his eyes swept towards everyone in the courtyard, but those eyes were full of evil, making people hairy at the sight of them.

"Are you Jiao Baiyu's son Jiao Tengliang?" Zhang Nianhua hugged his fist in accordance with the rules of the rivers and lakes, "I killed your father by mistake, but I was also seriously injured by your father, and now twenty years have passed, I have forgotten this grievance, I didn't expect you to be angry!" ”

His face was full of misery, and he was indeed remorseful, but Jiao Tengliang was unmoved, but smiled and said, "Of course I am angry!" You've done enough over the years, but do you know how I survived? If you kill your neck as soon as you start, I just want your life, but you dare to find these useless people to help you fight, then it is just right, I will simply kill you, so that you will not be too lonely on the Huangquan Road! ”

He said this arrogantly and viciously, the eldest son-in-law and the third son-in-law had mistaken Lin Li before, and they had not been able to come back to their senses until now, and when they heard Jiao Tengliang's words again, there was panic in their eyes, and they both regretted why they wanted to come to this troubled water.

Liu Ziwei was thrown out by Lin Li before, and then stopped by Uncle Fu, although Lin Li used any means he is still confused, but Uncle Fu really uses skill, if he is hard, he will never believe that he has practiced hard kung fu for decades, and he will really lose in the hands of a young boy and an old housekeeper.

His temperament was originally more and more frustrated, and even he couldn't let go of Jiao Tengliang's meaning, so he couldn't hold back his anger, thinking that even if he died today, it would be better than being humiliated again and again.

immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Are you Old Man Zhang's enemy?" If you really want to kill, then start with me Liu Ziwei! ”

All right! Jiao Tengliang turned his face and looked at Liu Ziwei with pity, "Look at your appearance, you should think you are strong in martial arts, right?" Okay, I'll use martial arts to beat you, as long as you can catch my move, I'll pat my ass and walk immediately! ”

"Puff is crazy!"

Liu Ziwei scolded angrily, took a step forward, and slammed the man's face.

Jiao Tengliang was half a head shorter than Lin Li, standing in front of the tall and majestic Liu Ziwei, it was like a stocky dwarf stump.

But it was such a man like a low stump, seeing Liu Ziwei's big fist in front of him, he actually stretched out his fist unhurriedly, fist to fist, and hit it hard.

I only heard a muffled sound of "plop", and the two fists intersected.

One is the small fist of the dwarf stump, and the other is Liu Ziwei's big fist, but the screams came out, the dwarf stump did not move at all, and Liu Ziwei's tall body fell straight backwards.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, they saw Liu Ziwei fall to the ground with a "thump", holding his right fist in his left hand, his wrist had been broken, and even the closed fist could no longer be stretched.

Before Liu Ziwei was inexplicably thrown out by Lin Li, and then easily stopped by Uncle Fu, everyone's expectations for him have been reduced, but seeing him so easily beaten and seriously injured by a man who is a cut short of him, everyone still feels unbelievable.

The eldest son-in-law and the third son-in-law didn't care about Liu Ziwei's life or death, so they just moved closer to the Yuantong monk. Xu Guangchuan approached Lin Li and asked quietly with trembling, "Brother Lin, can you be this person's opponent?" ”

Lin Li glanced at him, but did not nod.

Xu Guangchuan was even more worried, and turned his face to look at the eldest son-in-law and the third son-in-law. But seeing that the faces of the two were pale, the third son-in-law turned to Yuantong again and again, and said, "Master Yuantong, please also preside over justice!" ”

It was difficult for the Yuantong monk to ride a tiger, so he had to take a step forward, put his hands together and proclaim the Buddha's name, and said: "There is a way to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, Jiao Shizhu has such a ability, why not turn the war into a jade silk ......"

"You don't give me any rambling here!" Jiao Tengliang opened his mouth and interrupted the words of the Yuantong monk very rudely, "You know a few spells, right, then you can also take me a trick to try!" ”

With words in his mouth, he suddenly pulled out a dark gray belt made of unknown material around his waist and threw it towards Monk Yuantong.

Everyone didn't know what he was doing, but they saw that the belt did not fall to the ground, but as he chanted the incantation in his mouth, it actually meandered in mid-air and struck towards the Yuantong monk.

Monk Yuantong was shocked, and his mouth was also chattering in a critical situation, while reaching out and grabbing the belt.

The belt was grabbed by the Yuantong monk, but like a spiritual snake, it quickly wrapped around the Yuantong monk's wrist, and the two ends were wrapped upwards along the Yuantong arm, and the tighter and tighter the winding.

It's just that in an instant, Monk Yuantong's fat arm has been entangled in muscles, and one palm has also turned a terrifying blue color.

Monk Yuantong couldn't help screaming in pain, and reached out to tear off his belt, but the belt was unusually strong, and it was so deep in the flesh that he couldn't use his strength at all.

Jiao Tengliang laughed, and Zhang Nianhua shouted again and again: "The person Master Jiao is looking for is me, please spare Master Yuantong!" ”

But Jiao Tengliang's face was full of evil, and he didn't pay attention to Zhang Nianhua's plea at all, but watched Monk Yuantong fall to the ground and wail continuously, his face was extremely excited.

Lin Li secretly scolded this person for being a tyrannologist, and was about to use a spell to solve Yuantong's bad luck, when he suddenly heard a car horn, and as the electric courtyard door slowly opened, a luxury Mercedes-Benz drove in.

"Master Iwaku has arrived!" Zhang Nianhua was overjoyed.

Jiao Tengliang's eyebrows furrowed, and with a gesture of his hand, the dark gray belt was immediately loosened from Monk Yuantong's wrist and returned to Jiao Tengliang's hand.

Monk Yuantong had tears and snot all over his face, and he was even more embarrassed than Liu Ziwei. At this moment, half of his arm was useless, and he could only lie on the ground and hum.

Although Liu Ziwei was also holding his broken wrist with his hand, he gritted his teeth and stood up.

That Yuantong was originally invited by the third son-in-law, but the third son-in-law saw Jiao Tengliang eyeing him, and he was afraid of causing trouble, so he didn't dare to step forward to help Yuantong.

And the others present, no one paid attention to Yuantong's life or death, and all of them turned their eyes to the Mercedes-Benz.

Uncle Fu rushed forward to open the back door of the Mercedes-Benz, and a man got out of it. About fifty or sixty years old, with dark skin, sunken eyes, and a thin body, he is not Chinese at first glance.

"Master Iwaku, you've finally arrived!" Zhang Nianhua stepped forward and grabbed Master Panku's hand.

"How can an old friend not come?" Iwaku replied.

(Please see Chapter 0077 "People are Precious and Self-Knowledge")