Chapter 276, Kick the Pavilion

After all the doctors and patients were treated, the tomb was already dark, and he hastily picked up a few mouthfuls of rice and came to the door with a few buns. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What for!" The official guarding the door stopped Ye Han and shouted.

Ye Han waved the bun in his hand, patted the palm of the official's hand, and the two oceans were stuffed into the official's hand: "Get some food for the senior brother, it's convenient." ”

The official cushioned some weight in his hand, and he didn't look at his back hand: "We didn't see anything." The other officials were a little puzzled, and when they saw that the officials who were talking to Ye Han shook their heads, they immediately understood.

Ye Han squatted beside Lin Shirong with the bun and handed the bun to Lin Shirong: "Senior brother, eat something." ”

"Ahan, I'm ......." Lin Shirong looked at the bun and choked in his throat, and said, "Master, he? The master is still angry with me? ”

"Don't worry." Ye Han stuffed the bun into Lin Shirong's arms, patted Lin Shirong on the shoulder and stood up: "What personality does the master know better than me." I went first, but outside, and those officials were not easy to deal with. ”

When Lin Shirong heard Ye Han say this, he suddenly came to his senses, nodded and picked up the steamed bun and chewed it: "Starve me to death!" You won't take more, where are these steamed buns enough to eat. ”

Ye Han shook his head helplessly, sometimes it is a joy to live without a heart or lungs.

After entering Bao Zhilin, I went back to the room to wash up briefly and even take off my clothes, this day I fought again, killed people again, and finally was busy saving people, I was really tired enough, and I fell asleep after lying on the bed for a few minutes.

Click!

Boom!

Lightning and thunder roared, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the wind blew yesterday's Bao Zhilin's window crackling.

Ye Han lay in the room snoring like thunder, he hadn't been so tired for a long time. The thirteenth aunt passed by Ye Han's room with a kerosene lamp and her clothes, and saw that Ye Han was lying on the bed without even taking off her clothes, and shouted, smiled knowingly, closed the window of the room, and walked towards Huang Feihong's room.

Passing through the corridor, the corner is Huang Feihong's room, as expected, Huang Feihong's room still has lights, listening to the sound of crackling, the room window is not closed

The thirteenth aunt pushed open the door and saw Huang Feihong sitting at the table in a trance, and when she entered the room, the wooden couch was closed by the window that was crackling in the wind.

Huang Feihong held a foreign gun, and the iron bullet recalled the scene in the studio during the day, and the nameless fire sprouted, pinching the iron bullet and popping it out with his fingers. The marble ornaments that had been placed in the room as decorations clattered into a pile of stones.

Aunt Thirteen knelt on the wooden couch, startled by this sound, turned around and looked at Huang Feihong, who was completely different from the past, and said worriedly: "Feihong? ”

"Aunt Thirteen!" Huang Feihong turned his head and saw Aunt Thirteen, his anger gradually subsided, and his eyes eased. stood up and looked at Aunt Thirteen: "Aunt Thirteen, you are right, Foshan should change." Fists and kicks can't beat guns, and I'm already a prisoner, and I may have to fight against the water. You take care ....... ”

The thirteenth aunt got off the wooden couch and walked towards Huang Feihong, worried about powerlessness in her heart. At this moment, she had a feeling that she was about to lose Huang Feihong.

"Feihong, I will definitely wait for you." The thirteenth aunt seemed to say to Huang Feihong, and it seemed to cheer herself up.

Huang Feihong lamented in his heart, if he hadn't had this trouble, he would never have said this to Aunt Thirteen like this, now he can only cut off her thoughts, and he can't hurt her! Having made up his mind, Huang Feihong said: "It's useless. If you're like that, even if I die, I won't be able to see it. ”

"You won't ......." Aunt Thirteen turned around and didn't look at Huang Feihong, reassured that no matter what Huang Feihong said, she couldn't shake her heart.

"I'm also a flesh and blood, you can go back." The more Huang Feihong spoke, the more powerless he felt.

When the thirteenth aunt heard Huang Feihong's words, no, he had to change his mind, and abruptly changed the topic: "Feihong, Shirong ...... him"

"Alas, Shirong is too impulsive, I'm really afraid that one day Shirong will have a big disaster, and I will blame me, a disciple who is a master, for having no way." Huang Feihong sighed and shook his head reproachfully: "Alas, let's go, go see Shirong." ”

Aunt Thirteen looked at Huang Feihong, who was a little lonely, opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

Opening the gate of Bao Zhilin, two officers and soldiers outside the door were hiding in the corner of the wall in their robes to monitor Bao Zhilin, and outside the gate of Bao Zhilin, Lin Shirong kept his head down and knelt in the rain.

"Shirong, it's raining so hard, you can go in!" The thirteenth aunt walked in front of Lin Shirong with an umbrella and said softly.

"If the master doesn't call me, I don't dare to go in!" Lin Shirong knelt in the rain with his head bowed.

"Shirong, let's enter Bao Zhilin!" Huang Feihong stepped forward.

"Master......" Lin Shirong didn't expect Huang Feihong to come out to pick him up in person, and he choked a little.

"Come, come in!" Huang Feihong bent down to help Lin Shirong.

"I ......" Lin Shirong looked at Huang Feihong with some shame, Huang Feihong patted him on the shoulder, turned around and was about to walk towards Bao Zhilin, Lin Shirong hurriedly took the umbrella in Huang Feihong's hand and said, "Master, let me come!" ”

Huang Feihong didn't refuse, just smiled with relief, handed the umbrella in his hand to Lin Shirong, and the three of them walked into Baozhilin together.

But just as the three of them walked into Bao Zhilin, there were suddenly exclamations from two officers and soldiers outside the door, and then the door was pushed open.

Two people walked in, and the former, a middle-aged man, said as he walked: "I am Yan Zhengdong of Shandong Tiebu Shirt, and I made a special trip to Baozhilin to learn from Master Huang Feihong Huang." After speaking, he paused, and felt that Liang Kuan behind him did not follow, and waited for Liang Kuan to catch up before he said again: "Excuse me, which one is Huang Feihong?" ”

Huang Feihong stepped forward, Lin Shirong looked at the visitor angrily, and said, "Master, I'm here to kick the hall." ”

"Shirong, pour tea!" Huang Feihong looked at Yan Zhengdong and said lightly to Lin Shirong.

"Master......" Lin Shirong exclaimed puzzled.

"Pour tea!" Although Huang Feihong's tone did not have any ups and downs, there was a faint meaning that it could not be disobeyed, and Lin Shirong had no choice but to walk in.

"Please!" Huang Feihong stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation towards Yan Zhengdong, then turned around and walked in.

Because there were so many injured people today, there was not enough place for Bao Zhilin, so there were many injured people lying in the reception hall now.

"Akai, Asu, you go take care of the sick!" Huang Feihong did not forget the injuries in the living room.

Yan Zhengdong glanced at the injured in the hall, frowned, and then followed Huang Feihong to a table in the hall and sat down, Lin Shirong poured the tea and stood behind Huang Feihong.

"Please use tea!" Huang Feihong pointed to the tea cup on the table and said politely, but his eyes looked at the person who hid behind Yan Zhengdong and entered the house but still held an umbrella.

"Don't put away your umbrella when you come in!" Yan Zhengdong looked back and said with some embarrassment.

The man put the umbrella away, but kept it in front of him, as if he was ashamed to see anyone.

"Liang Kuan, what the hell are you doing?" Yan Zhengdong saw that his newly recruited apprentice had embarrassed himself, hiding behind the umbrella and not daring to see anyone, so he took the umbrella away and threw it aside.

"Liang Kuan?!" Huang Feihong and the others looked at it a little strangely, and they didn't expect that Liang Kuan would come to the gym with Yan Zhengdong.

"It is rumored in the martial arts world that Master Huang is known for his Hong boxing, and I heard that Master Huang's shadowless feet and cross boxing are very powerful, and I Yan Zhengdong plans to set up a museum in Foshan to teach apprentices, and I came to you today to compete, just to let all my fathers and fellow villagers know that my Yan family's martial arts are invincible." Yan Zhengdong was not polite, and said to Huang Feihong directly.

"I'm being watched by the yamen now, and I'm afraid that if you fight with me, it will affect you. The coming day is long, and I forgive you for not being able to accompany me today. Huang Feihong kindly persuaded.

"People who practice martial arts, how mother-in-law and mother!"

Yan Zhengdong thought that Huang Feihong was afraid of him, his eyes widened, his body suddenly burst up, he kicked and smashed the table in front of him violently, and blasted towards Huang Feihong with both fists.

Huang Feihong was startled by Yan Zhengdong's sudden outburst, his body retreated violently, and he waved to Yan Zhengdong twice, and his figure jumped to the side and shouted: "Master Yan, I have too many patients here, and it is not a place for martial arts competitions." ”

"Drink!" Yan Zhengdong was determined to compete with Huang Feihong today, and no matter what the venue was, he shouted violently, stepped on the ground, his fists were like iron, and his body shot towards Huang Feihong.

"Shirong, you help all the patients to the back! Ah Kai, you go and call Ah Han and ask him to come out to take care of the patient. Huang Feihong looked at Yan Zhengdong, looked at the environment in the house, frowned, and jumped towards the rain in the courtyard. Yan Zhengdong watched Huang Feihong run to the courtyard, and also jumped up, flicked his right leg, and kicked towards Huang Feihong.

One of the two people is like a tiger, the other is like a dragon, their shots are like a storm, and their feet are like a rainstorm, and every move and style implies strength, and the air is whirring and exploding.

The thirteenth aunt anxiously looked at Huang Feihong who was fighting in the rain, the spirit platform flashed, suddenly turned around and ran back to the wing, when she came out, she was already holding a fire and a gun in her hand, and pointed at Yan Zhengdong who was fighting with Huang Feihong with a trembling gun, and shouted: "The surname Yan, don't fight, if you fight again, I will shoot!" ”

"Hey, don't hurt my master, give me the gun!" Seeing that Aunt Thirteen was holding a foreign gun and pointing it at Yan Zhengdong, Liang Kuan was in a hurry, so he rushed over to grab the foreign gun in Aunt Thirteen's hand.

Boom!

A gunshot rang out, Huang Feihong was worried about Aunt Thirteen, and looked distractedly into the house. Yan Zhengdong saw that Huang Feihong actually showed a flaw, and kicked Huang Feihong's armpit, and then flew away, kicking Huang Feihong's body again and again, kicking Huang Feihong back into the house.

Ye Han heard the gunshots and rushed out, just in time to see Aunt Thirteen and Liang Kuan scrambling, kicking Liang Kuan and pulling Aunt Thirteen behind him.

"What's going on?" Ye Han asked, "Master, are you okay?" Seeing that Huang Feihong was injured, he asked.

"Drink!" Yan Zhengdong outside shouted violently, stepped on the beam in the room with his legs, and the whole person flew up, and then kicked the "Bao Zhilin" signboard hanging in the front hall with both feet, and actually took off the plaque of "Bao Zhilin", holding the plaque that fell on his head with both hands, looking at Huang Feihong and others in the house and shouting: "I am not afraid of your foreign guns." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Zhengdong threw the plaque in his hand into the air, jumped in shape, and kicked the plaque in the sky with his right leg.

"Bold!" Ye Han toeed a little, jumped up out of thin air, and kicked Yan Zheng's east door.

Yan Zhengdong didn't think of Huang Feihong's disciple at all, and kicked straight at Bao Zhilin's plaque, but the sound of breaking wind from his side couldn't help but face it. Turning sideways, he clenched his left hand into a fist and kicked Ye Han with his right foot.

Bang! As soon as Pu touched, Yan Zhengdong secretly shouted that it was not good, Ye Han's kick was fierce, and it was not one-handed. Yan Zhengdong is also an experienced person, and at the moment, his hands turned into claws, pinched Ye Han's right leg, and his waist flipped in the air and landed smoothly.