Chapter Ninety-Seven: I'm a Coward!
Qin Yan's face was gloomy and could drip water, he was probably the person in the worst mood tonight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Since the senior brother set today's situation, in the past two years, he has done many things before and after the saddle, and even lame a leg for this, which was lame by the poisonous insects of the tomb, which cannot be cured.
But in the end, it's all about making wedding clothes for the senior brother, and he can't even enter this tomb, even if the senior brother is willing to compensate him, what can be more important than the immortal treasure of the world?
Even at this moment, he had a faint feeling that the senior brother didn't tell him everything at all, and he only regarded him as a pawn, and even he was counted in the game laid out by the senior brother.
And right now, the torturer Liang relied on the identity of the criminal family, and he didn't even take him in his eyes at all, which really annoyed him.
"Boy, do you think that I won't dare to touch you because of my family background?" Qin Yan said in a gloomy tone, looking at him gloomily, "If you cultivate to be low, just shut up, this is the truth." ”
Qin Yan stomped hard, and a wave of energy rushed out, sweeping through Xingziliang in a overwhelming manner.
"I can't see you like this in my life, I won't kill you tonight, but I want to teach you for your parents. ”
Everyone next to him took a breath when they heard this, thinking that Qin Yan was crazy, he even dared to say such a thing, the elder of the criminal family, the tiger and the greedy wolf, who could he replace?
Lin Yan naturally would not sit idly by, and immediately intervened to stop it.
The two fought again, and their strength collided, and their breath spread out, as if a hurricane was blowing.
The figure disappeared from the spot, appeared in the middle of the field, facing the bombardment directly, the Dao Dao fist wind was like a gas blade, forcing everyone to retreat, and the two figures returned to their original places, pinching the fist print, knotting the handprint, and facing the bombardment again, the figure kept appearing and disappearing, because the body was too fast, shrinking into inches, like a remnant of the Dao.
"Fight, fight!"
In the distance, some reporters looked excited, all of them were people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and this kind of scene would inevitably greatly increase the number of clicks and ratings.
But it didn't take long for most people to see that Lin Yan was in decline and was forced to retreat many times, as if he had injuries on his body.
Not long ago, the prince of Anshan came to the back mountain to stop the fight, at that time Lin Yan was fighting Qin Yan, he was in the upper hand, and was repelled by the prince of Anshan, but he was not lightly injured, but he did not show it.
And now Qin Yan was angry, and he noticed that Lin Yan was injured, so he didn't hesitate to attack, his fists and palms bombarded, and he was up and down in a different phase.
Lin Qingyu's anxiety was manifested on his face, and his hands were clenched into fists.
Xing Ziliang frowned, his eyes aimed at the mountain thieves on the opposite side from time to time, and his body slowly retreated to the side of the car, he didn't think about the overall situation, but it was particularly unpleasant to look at Qin Yan at this time.
After half an hour passed, just as the two Nine Heavens were fighting endlessly, and everyone's eyes were attracted, an explosion suddenly resounded.
"Boom ——!"
Everyone nearby felt a ringing in their ears, and not far away the fire was blazing, and the ground was charred and black, and five or six Zhuji monks collapsed to the ground, wailing incessantly.
"What...... What's the situation!?"
The crowd around them was stunned and stammered.
Countless people who were watching the live broadcast were also stunned, and even the barrage that had been swiping the screen stopped for a few seconds.
The smell of gunpowder was in the nose, the metal fragments splashed on the ground, and the chaotic energy of the Dao Dao, everyone seemed to understand something, and after looking around, they stopped on Xing Ziliang.
Seeing wisps of white smoke coming from the muzzle of the cannon, Xing Ziliang had already taken a new shell from the car, lowered his head and was loading, as if sensing the gazes of the eyes, he raised his head and shrugged his shoulders.
"Went off the rails......"
The scene was exceptionally quiet, and a group of people dropped their jaws and went off...... Finish?
"It is worthy of being the biggest gentleman in Liangzhou, admiring ......"
Such a sentence jumped out of the barrage bar that had been stopped for a long time, and then the barrage went crazy again, which was dazzling.
"He really fired, oh my God, how dare he!"
"He's leading the war, this cannon bombarded the past, which is equivalent to shattering the truce card!"
Many people present also felt a chill, Xing Ziliang's cannon actually blasted out, and it was not threatening, it really bombarded the opposite crowd, which was equivalent to the first shot of the war!
The monks on both sides looked at him in a daze, speechless for a while.
Lin Yan felt a big headache, even if he couldn't hold it before, Qin Yan didn't dare to really go too far, but now, it means that he doesn't take care of it.
How can Xing Ziliang care so much, he bombarded this cannon before, firstly, seeing that Lin Yan was losing and retreating, he would not be able to hold on, and secondly, since Qin Yan said that he would teach him a lesson, then he would naturally not be happy.
Who knows, Xing Ziliang has experienced so many things before, and he was not in a good mood, and he rushed here without even having a full stomach, which can be regarded as venting.
In the state government office, half of Yashan's high-level officials were also paying attention to the affairs here, and when the torture Ziliang was blasted, a group of people almost went crazy.
The Chi family and other family heads were also there, smiling bitterly at the moment, not knowing what to say.
The bitter wisdom Zen master of Jinshan Temple was also dumbfounded, and recited the sentence "Amitabha".
The brothers Xiaowen and Xiaowu came with the teacher, and now they are standing on both sides of the Kuhui Zen Master, and they can't help but say two words of ridicule when they see this.
"Acting like this can only be said to be brainless. ”
"No wonder it is said to be the biggest gentleman in Liangzhou. ”
"The truce card that the old man personally hung up was smashed by his unsuccessful grandson. ”
It wasn't until Zen Master Kuhui turned his head and stopped with his eyes that the two of them shut up.
Yang Liu was also there, frowning, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to go over, mediate the matter, and bring Ziliang back, it is really not appropriate to start a war with the other party at this time." ”
Several high-ranking members of the government also seemed hesitant, the truce was personally ordered by the old man Xing, but now it is the eldest grandson of the criminal family who is breaking the situation.
Just as everyone hesitated, there seemed to be a crisp sound of footsteps coming from the corridor outside.
And at the bottom of the mountain behind the school, Qin Yan was already furious, and Xing Ziliang didn't take him seriously at all.
"Torture Ziliang!"
With a loud shout, the breath was extremely terrifying, oppressing the torture Ziliang's face pale, and he coughed up blood in an instant.
Even so, Lin Yan still stopped between the two, resisting the oppression of the power of the Jiedan for Xingziliang.
Lin Yan wanted to open his mouth to explain, but before he could speak, Liang Yi, the torturer behind him, gritted his teeth and picked up the cannon barrel to face that side again.
A group of foundation building monks were shocked and retreated one after another, they knew that this time they had really seen the four words "gentlemen", and they didn't agree with each other, and they would fight as they said, and the so-called overall situation had no impact on him in the slightest.
"Senior Qin, I'm a timid person!"
"I can't help but be scared, my hands will tremble when I'm scared, this cannon barrel is easy to misfire!"
He showed his trademark grin as he spoke, threatening Qin Yan with the life of the other party's foundation building monk, and there were still blood stains on his teeth, and his smile was particularly terrifying.