Under the low wall of white walls and black tiles, an old banyan tree stands quietly in the alley.

And under the tree, there are a few people standing with their backs, all holding long sticks in their hands, although they can't see their expressions clearly, but this menacing posture is obviously not good.

Ning Yuchu stood in front of Tang Li and raised his chin: "Who are you?" ”

The leader said coldly, "Teach your people." ”

After Ning Yuchu handed over the bag in his hand to Tang Li, he rolled up his sleeves slowly, his expression remained unchanged, and he said in a lazy tone: "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”

When the first person waved his stick, he said, "Ugly, stand back." ”

Tang Li obediently retreated under the wall with the bag in his arms, and at this time, Ning Yuchu had already raised his hand to block the wooden stick, and snatched it with his backhand and hit the opponent's nest.

The others swarmed up, and he was like a fish in water, shuttling between several people with ease, and everywhere he passed, screams rang out one after another.

In the past, Tang Li watched him fight, although he won every time, but almost all of them relied on brute force.

This time it was different, the sleeves were flying, the posture was like a dragon, the arms were smooth, and the muscles were flashing in the night light, which was a combination of strength and beauty, which was pleasing to the eye.

In a quarter of an hour, seven or eight people fell.

Ning Yuchu returned to his original position, and put down his sleeves without hurry, as if he had just painted a painting, and his clothes and hair were calm.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

When a few people heard it, you look at me, I look at you, and there was no squeak.

"If you don't say it, I will hand you over to the government, and say that you are related to the case of the loss of children in the city, otherwise how could you commit murder at night."

As soon as Ning Yuchu's words fell, they were so frightened that they hurriedly said: "Sone misunderstood, we are not those gangsters who catch children, it was the people from the Renyi Pavilion who gave us silver taels, let's teach the two sons a lesson, if the two want to take revenge, just find the Renyi Pavilion, we just collect money to do things." ”

After speaking, several people supported each other and ran.

Ning Yuchu didn't plan to chase after him, so he turned to Tang Li and said, "I see that the name of the Renyi Pavilion is wrong, it should be called unkindness, injustice, despicable, shameless, and indecent." ”

Tang Li shook his head: "It's too long, a plaque can't be placed, abbreviated as a third-rate medical hall." ”

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

Ning Yuchu took the bag, and the two continued to walk forward.

"Xiao Ye's martial arts seem to have improved a lot, and when I taught those people a lesson, I felt that their movements seemed to slow down, and Xiao Ye shot faster, and I didn't feel like it took much effort to fight this fight."

He spoke in amazement, and couldn't help but look at his hands.

Tang Li smiled: "It seems that your training during this period of time is useful, and you have to thank Grandpa Tianguang when you go back." ”

Ning Yuchu pouted: "Didn't the master pinch his shoulders and rub his legs?" The imperial grandfather didn't have this treatment. ”

Having said that, he was very shocked in his heart, the old man's Huaquan was so powerful.

If it weren't for this fight, he wouldn't have known how fast he was improving.

And he has only practiced the twenty styles, if he can learn the remaining sixty-eight styles, then won't he be able to walk sideways?

Back at the Miaohui Pavilion, Rong Bao was cleaning the floor and saw them say hello sweetly.

Tang Li handed him a bag of sugar hawthorn and said with a smile: "The snacks I bought for you." ”

Rong Bao subconsciously licked the corners of his mouth, but waved his hand and refused: "No merit is not rewarded, Rong Bao can't take other people's things casually." ”

Ning Yuchu was much simpler and rude, and directly carried the sugar hawthorn and stuffed it into Rong Bao's arms.

"If you like it, don't grind and chirp if it's a man."

When Rong Bao raised his head, only a piece of clothing was left to brush the door frame.

He blushed slightly: "Thank you, Brother Tang, Brother Ning." ”

Tang Li smiled and followed.

This little devil always does the softest thing in the most domineering way.