Chapter Ninety-Three: Come and Propose
"What's wrong with that bastard? "Mo Lan, wait a minute, I'll go and greet you.
"Oh, why are you here, brother? Come on, come on, please come in, don't stand at the door. ”
"Okay, Brother Hua. I don't ink with you either. I have come today to propose marriage to you. I'm sorry, but your little girl didn't have something to do with the dog that day, and I couldn't come to fight in person. ”
"Don't talk to your brother, what did you say? I'm sorry, but can you not make trouble for me, my daughter already had someone in the ring that day, so I'm sorry......"
"Brother Hua, are you not giving me this face?"
"I can't do anything about it!"
"Well, in that case. Can I see your quick son-in-law, but I've heard that he's young and has a lot of power!"
Hua Goro couldn't help but purse his lips and smile when he heard Evil Shaohe praise his son-in-law like this. "What did you say about my brother, my son-in-law is just a fighter sixfold. ”
"It's so ****? Twelve or thirteen years old are all fighters six times? Brother Hua, I wonder if you can agree to my request?"
"What requirements?"
"This is my second son, Evil Rain. He had just returned from the sect in Taiyuan City to visit his family, and I wanted him to see what it means to have mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people. That's why I want my son to fight with your son-in-law. ”
Your second son is already twenty years old, and he is a disciple of the second-ranked "evil sect" in Taiyuan City, how can my son-in-law be able to beat it!"
"Hey~, Brother Hua, what are you talking about! Your son-in-law has a peerless fighting spirit, and my son really wants to see it, do you say evil rain?"
"Yes, Hanagoro-senpai. I'd love to see how powerful your son-in-law really is, if I can't beat him, wouldn't it be too wasteful!"
Hua Wulang listened to the evil rain and dared to insult his son-in-law in person, how could he say that his son-in-law was also seen by himself. If it weren't for the scruples of the "evil sect", it is estimated that he would have besieged and killed the evil young man and the evil rain on the spot.
"Brother Shaoyu, it's time for your son to discipline him well!"
"Oh, then it's not your turn to speak, Brother Hua. "Speaking of which, the evil Shaohe actually asked people to carry the bride price and walked into the Goro Gang on the spot.
"Let's go, I want to see what tricks his so-called second son can play, isn't he the scum of the fighter Yae, my son-in-law should be able to handle it, right?"
In the living room, Mo Lan was pacing back and forth. Can this evil boy let himself go? He had killed several elders of the Evil Hand Gang, as well as one of his sons.
"No, I can't leave this place. I don't believe that in this Goro Gang, there is a father-in-law Hua Goro in front of him, what does the evil boy dare to do to him. ”
Thinking about it, Mo Lan sighed. Secretly pretending to be calm, sitting calmly on the side chair and closing his eyes to recuperate.
"Yohe, is this your son-in-law, Brother Hua, very handsome, but how do you look like you're looking for death?"
"Evil Shaohe, you should be careful when you speak! If you are so presumptuous, don't blame me for driving people away!"
"Ahem, I'm kidding. Brother Hua, why are you angry!"
"This little brother, you are Mo Lan, right?" said the evil young man.
"Well, I am. I don't know who you are?"
"I, I'm the evil boy who died of my eldest son, and I heard that my son died in your hands?"
Who is your son, how could I kill him, it's because my seniors are thinking too much. ”
"Oh, really?"
"Definitely. ”
"In that case, why should I let my son fight with you? Evil Rain, come here, this is the Mo Lan child who killed your eldest brother, don't keep your hands later, otherwise my father won't be able to spare you!"
"Father, don't worry, I will never keep my hand, it's just ......"
"Don't worry, although your father's strength is inferior to Brother Hua, it is no problem to resist for half an hour and three minutes. As for the other elders...... You can stop it, right?" said the evil young man to the dozen or so people carrying the bride price.
"No problem!"
Hearing the conversation between the evil young man and the few people who carried the bride price, Hanagoro felt bad for a while. Hurriedly wanted to rush to Mo Lan's side.
But at this moment, the evil young man also made a move. The two suddenly got close together, and immediately went to fight outside the house.
And more than a dozen people who carried the bride price also suddenly surrounded Mo Lan. "Don't do it yet, I'll try to see what strength this Mo Lan has that can beat the seven-fold Hua Haoyue of the fighter. ”
Mo Lan saw that more than a dozen Dou Kings wanted to do something to him, and he also scolded: "You still want to be shameless! So many people have bullied me as a six-fold child of a fighter, and you have lost the face of the Evil Hand Gang!"
"Sharp-toothed little brat, how about I come to fight you? I'm just an eighth-order fighter, do you have the guts?"
"I'm not interested, I remember that there was a scum who looked like you and provoked me repeatedly, but I was killed by one punch. You see, I still have the man's finger tiger in my hand!"
"You're looking for death!" Evil Rain suddenly and quickly simulated a fighting spirit, and that wind fighting soul was not comparable to the evil wind, which simply frightened Mo Lan.
"Bang" Mo Lan was knocked downside by the evil rain and flew several meters down, while the blood spat out as if he didn't want money. But it's not over yet, Mo Lan's fighting spirit has just been possessed.
The evil rain quickly attacked Mo Lan, just like the raging storm, and even kept punching and kicking Mo Lan's whole body.
And Mo Lan only felt that he was in a washing machine, but it wasn't him who was spinning, it was the evil rain. It's just that the speed of the evil rain is so fast that he doesn't even have time to react, even though his speed is strengthened by the Peerless Fighting Spirit......
Helpless, Mo Lan could only withstand the attack from the evil rain for the rest of his life, and at the same time tried his best to defend against the attack of the evil rain, but the evil rain was like a tornado, and Mo Lan accidentally punched the evil rain, but it only hit the afterimage.
"I'll go, this is just a pervert! How can I fight this! I really can't do it, I can only use the wooden sword......" But after thinking about it again, is it too wasteful to use the attack of the imperial soldiers for a person who only has a fighter Yae.
And it's strange to say that the projection of his master has only appeared in Wutong Village. And since then, Mo Lan has never seen the shadow of his master again.
And every time this broken wooden sword is used, it has to waste so much of its own blood. Mo Lan's heart was also very entangled, and he didn't know what to do.
"By the way, don't I still have the life-saving jade talisman given to me by the village chief's grandfather! The village chief's grandfather's full force blow, it is estimated that even the father-in-law of the eighth order of the Douwang Hua Goro can't withstand it!"
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