Chapter Seventy-Three: Brawl!
This Lu Bai's forehead is also a good embryo, coupled with the relationship between Yang Yuzhang, Li Chungang patiently instructed him.
The crowd was taken into the courtyard.
The pavilions and pavilions are scattered, and after listening to Lu Baijie's question, Zhang Yange really wanted to learn from him.
Li Chungang said with a smile, "Why do you think that this Tangxi Sword Immortal has two hits."
"Some itchy hands." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
Lu Baijie naturally admires this Mr. Zhang very much.
Xu Zhihu settled everyone and left.
She found that she seemed to be a little redundant there, and when the two of them saw her leave, they could let go of their hands and feet.
But after all, it is in someone's house, Zhang Yange and Lu Baijie only fight swordsmanship.
Fifty moves, Lu Baijie has been defeated frequently.
One hundred tricks!
It was Zhang Yange who saved face for him.
"Don't be discouraged, this kid's swordsmanship is the strongest, and it will take a lot of effort for the old man to defeat him." Li Chungang said to Lu Baijie.
"Mr. Xiao Zhang's name is on the three lists of martial arts swords, fists, and swords, and I am always a little unconvinced like those ordinary people.
But in today's battle, I am convinced." Lu Baijie said frankly.
The three of them were chatting, and the bloody Xu Fengnian also came.
He dragged the Liu scribe to death on a horse, and then made the blue bird slap his wife ten times.
was attacked by a girl on the road, Li Chungang checked it and said, "Is this murder, or repaying kindness?"
An inch further will hurt Xu Fengnian's spine, and it will be difficult for the gods to save it at that time, but now it is just a skin injury. And this blow instead allowed Xu Fengnian to get all the rhubarb courts.
Completely stepping into a product can be regarded as touching the threshold of the King Kong Realm. When Xu Zhihu heard that his younger brother was injured, he came to comfort him with red eyes.
"It's just a skin wound, it's not in the way." Lu Baijie said.
He naturally didn't like Xu Fengnian's approach, but in the final analysis, it was the scholar and their Lu family who were wrong in this matter.
Hearing that Xu Fengnian was injured, the head of the Lu family, who was Xu Zhihu's father-in-law, came to offer condolences in person. Xu Fengnian didn't give him a good look.
This old man hates Xu Zhihu to death in his heart, but he still has to perform a caring appearance, which is really good acting.
It seems that Xu Fengnian is going to live in this Jiangnan Province for a while, and Zhang Yange really doesn't like the atmosphere of this Jiangnan Road, and the restaurants and teahouses here are full of talkative scribes.
One by one, they shouted that they wanted to kill the national thief Xu Xiao, but since Yuan Meng of the Fengzi Camp let a few scribes who scolded Xu Xiao drink urine, they didn't dare to say it out loud anymore.
[To tell the truth, I've been using @
"Of course it's a fucking fuck." Li Chungang finished drinking the wine in the jug.
picked up the wine jug and threw it at a gentleman who was looking obscene, he was making up a little story between Xu Zhihu and Xu Fengnian.
The old man had no strength at all, or the gentleman's head would have been shattered. At this time, he just had a broken head, and although he was bleeding non-stop, he was not injured.
Seven or eight scholars saw that the murderer was a one-armed old man.
They were immediately full of courage, "The old horseman from there smashed Brother Sun like this!"
Zhang Yange shook his head amusedly.
"Beat them!" Li Jianshen should have never fought like this in his life.
There is no two-sleeved green snake, and no sword opens the gate of heaven.
Only the fist of the one-armed sheep fur old man.
Zhang Yange drank the rice wine in the jar and got up and said, "You go together, if we don't beat the two of us today, you cry dad and call mother, then it's the fault of the two of us."
The scholars are all the children of well-known families in Jiangnan Province.
They came out with a lot of natural guards and followers.
Hearing the movement upstairs, the guards and servants rushed up.
Zhang Yange and Li Chungang really punched like a brawl with a playful idler, and the two naturally didn't use any true anger.
Zhang Yange didn't even dare to push too hard, and of course he didn't dodge.
The twenty or thirty guards and servants were inseparable from Zhang Yange and Li Chungang.
"Hahaha." Zhang Yange smiled and received a guard punch, and then pulled his son-in-law and gave him five or six slaps in the face.
After the fight, he pushed him in front of Li Chungang.
Li Jianshen even kicked him downstairs with a flirtatious leg.
This old man and young man actually fought with this group of guards for a long time.
Those guards and servants were almost not injured, but the sons they protected were all beaten into pigs' heads.
Zhang Yange alone withstood the attacks of all the guards and subordinates.
More than thirty wooden benches were smashed when they hit him.
But for Zhang Yange, this kind of injury is not even an itch.
In the end, the guards and servants fell to the ground tired, and the owner of the restaurant wanted to cry without tears.
Zhang Yange took out the silver and compensated the boss.
In the boss's thousand thanks, the two left calmly.
"Are you happy?" Li Chungang asked.
"Thank you, senior." Zhang Yange saluted seriously.
These days, he always feels that he is a little unhappy, these little thoughts are hidden in his heart, and it will inevitably become a demon in the long run.
If it is a critical moment of cultivation, there is a real danger of going mad at that time. But after venting like a brawl today, Zhang Yange really felt a lot happier.
He naturally knew that it was Li Chungang who did this for him.
"Hahaha, it's not a big deal." Li Chungang laughed and said, "Do you feel better?"
"It's almost meaningful." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
"Let's go! Let's go find some more bastards."
"Okay." Zhang Yange replied with a smile.
On this day, those scholars and scholars in the restaurant in the city were terrible, and the old and the young were very reasonable.
If you don't beat those guards and subordinates, you will beat those scholars who don't cultivate morality.
"You've gone too far, two!" Not far away, the sword aura suddenly rose.
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