Lu Yao's trick of flying flowers and picking leaves to hurt people not only shocked the gangsters, but also shocked Yang Huaicun, he didn't expect that the plots in those martial arts novels and TV really existed.

Yang Huaicun walked beside Lu Yao and asked cautiously, "Dare to ask if the senior is a martial arts master?"

"It's okay if you think that way, but there's a big difference between reality and fiction. Lu Yao casually explained.

Yang Huaicun didn't know what he was thinking, the expression on his face changed colorfully, and suddenly he knelt down in front of Lu Yao, kowtowed, and said, "Please also ask the seniors to be merciful and save my daughter." ”

In his impression, martial arts masters usually understand advanced medical skills, and his daughter has been to the hospital for examination many times, but has never found out the real cause of the high fever that is often inexplicable.

If this continues, his daughter Yang Xinyu has been tossed from a white and chubby little girl to a skinny person with a yellow face and thin muscles. If he continues to toss like this, Yang Huaicun really doesn't know how long Xin Xiaoyu can last?

Lu Yao saw passers-by looking at him with strange eyes, he stepped forward and helped Yang Huaicun up, and said, "I'll talk about it when I go back." ”

Yang Huaicun also reacted, this is still the road, it is not suitable to make such a strange action, he hurriedly took advantage of the situation and held back his excitement: "I'm sorry, senior, I'm too excited, please come with me, not far in front is the house I rented." ”

Walking past the rows of buildings, what appeared in front of Lu Yao was a low-rise shantytown.

Even in a bustling metropolis, there are places where the sun doesn't shine.

It's like a remote and backward village surrounded by high-rise buildings, and in this place called an urban village, evil is happening all the time.

Yang Huaicun didn't want to rent a house in such an environment, but he was deceived into leaving the house, it can be said that he was penniless, and he had to go to the hospital for his daughter to have a check-up, even if he was reluctant to live in a shantytown, it was better than living under the overpass.

As soon as Lu Yao set foot in the shantytown, he smelled a foul smell mixed with the air, and the filthy domestic water flowing under his feet was also dirty, and in many places the sewers had been clogged with broken vegetable leaves and household garbage.

Yang Huaicun glanced at Lu Yao embarrassedly, for fear that he would dislike the bad environment here and turn away. But fortunately, Lu Yao's expression was as usual, and he didn't seem to be disgusted.

For Lu Yao, he had experienced an environment that was a hundred times worse than this in his previous life, and how could he be moved by the shantytown.

At this time, a middle-aged woman in a cyan coat walked over, cowered and said to Yang Huaicun: "Brother Yang, I just saw that the money drunkard went to your house again. ”

Yang Huaicun's eyes were bloodshot when he heard this, showing a fierce look, and shouted angrily: "This bastard son of a bitch, do you really think I'm a bully?

As he spoke, he picked up an iron rod on the road and ran in the direction of his home.

Lu Yao followed behind unhurriedly, his divine sense had already emanated, and he instantly searched for the place where Yang Huaicun's family lived.

"Hey, it's interesting, it's so interesting, it's a pity to be able to meet an awakened person here!"

I saw that in Yang Huaicun's house, a drunken old man in his fifties smiled obscenely and touched a little girl on the bed who was less than ten years old, with a scorched face and unconscious.

It's just that when his hand just touched the girl's body, a colorless flame came out of the girl's body, instantly burning the old drunkard's palm with several blood blisters.

"Oh, what the hell?" the old drunkard cried out in pain, took a few steps back, and looked at the girl on the bed with a look of disbelief.

There was a look of unwillingness on her face, and she finally found such a good opportunity that her father was not at home, but she didn't know why her body was so hot, and her palms were blistered.

He looked at it for a few seconds, and then put his hand in again, but this time he carefully tested it with his fingers, and if he realized that something was wrong, he immediately withdrew it.

It's just that the old drunkard's fingers just approached the girl's body, and the colorless flame burned along the old drunkard's fingers, and the hot old drunkard shook his hands again and again, and never dared to approach again.

When the old drunkard's finger left the girl's body, the flame on the old drunkard's finger was instantly extinguished.

The old drunkard confirmed that the girl was in a strange condition, so he did not dare to attack her again, and left the house where the girl was.

Just as Yang Huaicun rushed back, he saw the old drunkard coming out of his house, and smashed his face with an iron rod in his hand, shouting while smashing: "Money drunkard, I warned you a long time ago, I still don't know how to come to my house, I won't kill you today, I will have your surname." ”

"Click!"

"Oops, it hurts me!"

As soon as the old drunkard Qian went out, he heard a whirring wind, hurriedly raised his left hand to block, and under Yang Huaicun's hateful blow, he directly broke his arm, heard the sound of broken bones, and then fell to the ground and wailed and rolled.

Yang Huaicun broke his arm, but he still felt that he was not relieved enough, and continued to crack and slam his body. However, at this time, Yang Huaicun was already much more sober, and controlled the strength in his hand, otherwise this old drunkard really couldn't stand his smashing a few times, and it was estimated that he would die.

At this time, the people who heard the movement on the side ran out one after another, and when they saw this situation, they guessed that the old drunkard had drunk too much and became angry, and he deserved to be beaten. However, seeing him fall to the ground and howl miserably, he hurriedly came to dissuade him, for fear that Yang Huaicun would beat him to death, and then he would be in trouble.

Although Lu Yao was ashamed of the old drunkard's character, he saw that he was beaten for only half his life, so he stood up and said: "If he continues to fight, he will really die." ”

Yang Huaicun threw the iron rod on the ground at this time, and didn't look at the half-dead old drunkard who was rolling and wailing on the ground, and respectfully invited Lu Yao into the room.

He is still very sensible, knowing that if he really kills someone in this situation, he will not be able to get out of the relationship, and how can he live alone with his daughter Yang Xinyu when the time comes?

After entering the house, Lu Yao casually closed the door and arranged a soundproof prohibition. Then he turned his head to look at the little girl lying on the bed.

Yang Huaicun saw that his daughter was unconscious, and he was anxious to pounce, but was stopped by Lu Yao: "Wait, you can't get close to your daughter now, otherwise you will not only harm yourself, but also your daughter." ”

Yang Huaicun was shocked and said, "Senior, what's wrong with Xinyu now?"

Lu Yao said lightly: "She was in the process of awakening just now, but unfortunately she was interrupted, which led to the failure of awakening." But don't worry, for your daughter, the failure of the awakening may be a good thing. ”