Chapter 200: How Many Punches Is Your Face Worth?

After Yang Sheng killed Master Banji, Ghost Guy Wen began to search his body with a very good look, and found a small box from Master Banji.

Yang Sheng opened it and saw that it was full of some things used to perform the head lowering technique, as well as a scroll of parchment with some things written on it in Thai, which Yang Sheng couldn't quite understand.

But there was still something in the parchment picture, which made Yang Sheng's eyes freeze suddenly.

It was a Yin Vein Spirit Stone, the size of a thumb, and it was one lap larger than the Yin Vein Spirit Stone that Yang Sheng had obtained before.

It's just that this Yin Vein Spirit Stone is not so pure, and a large part of the Yin Qi in it has been consumed.

These things were all passed down from Master Banji's ancestors, does this prove that this kind of supernatural resurgence occurred in this world decades ago?

This is not the place to think about these things, Yang Sheng asked the ghost to point out the entrance of Heyixing's hall, and took him straight to Heyixing.

Now that Ghost Guy Wen has been involved in these things, he can't get out.

So since it is blended, it is not as deep as the blending.

Yang Sheng is ready to use the power of the police and Hong Shenglian to collect various clues about supernatural events in black and white at the same time.

When Huang Juekun was there, he and Yixing had their own old house as a special hall.

However, this kind of old hall is relatively dilapidated, and only old people like Huang Juekun like to stay in the old hall.

After Huang Yuan took over and Yee Hing, he immediately rented a five-story building in Central to start Yixing Company, and moved all the elites in the hall there.

Huang Yuan is in his forties this year, at the prime of life, and at the same time ambitious.

Huang Juekun has several grandchildren, but either he is not angry, or he just does the right thing, and he doesn't want to have anything to do with the club.

So Huang Juekun chose a few successors at the beginning, but it seemed that his ability and strength were not very good.

Huang Yuan is Huang Juekun's distant nephew, and the blood relationship is actually not very close.

At the beginning, he joined Heyixing just to make a living.

Unexpectedly, he fought with several heirs of Yixing for the position of the next seat, but he gave Huang Yuan a chance to win over a few henchmen loyal to Huang Juekun, and successfully overthrew the other heirs to take the throne themselves.

"Sit down, do you really believe that Master Banji can kill Bulky Wen?"

Huang Yuan sat in the boss's chair and smoked a cigar leisurely, and a middle-aged man wearing a Tang costume with a square and handsome face next to him asked with a frown.

"Brother Zhou, Anla, it's not like you haven't seen the ability of that Banji master, people are really going to lower their heads."

This middle-aged man is Zhou Chengyuan, the double-flower red stick of Heyixing who played the Dragon City Championship with Yang Sheng, and now he is the second-way marshal of Heyixing.

He is Huang Juekun's godson, but he has no intention of managing the affairs of the club, just the most capable double-flower red stick, so there is no him in the position of heir.

But Huang Juekun also really loves this godson, because he didn't want him to get into the community struggle, so he just made him the director of the Yixing Martial Arts Museum.

The beaters cultivated by the Yixing Martial Arts Hall are the strongest in the whole and Yixing, and these people have to call Zhou Chengyuan a master.

Therefore, no matter who becomes the leader of this hall in the future, Zhou Chengyuan needs to be wooed.

Huang Yuan was able to become a sitting, also because he took the lead in wooing Zhou Chengyuan, using his blood relationship with Huang Juekun to win the favor of the other party, and finally let Zhou Chengyuan stand on his side.

It's just that after becoming a sitting, Huang Yuan felt that Zhou Chengyuan was a little annoying.

This guy is not as old as himself, but he is very old-fashioned and stubborn, nagging this and nagging that all day long, which annoys Huang Yuan very much.

"Even if he can really lower his head and kill Dian Laowen, it is not in line with the rules of the rivers and lakes to do so.

If you can trust me, I am willing to take my brothers to plant the flag in Hong Shenglian's territory and fight them head-on, instead of secretly doing these small actions here! ”

Huang Yuan said impatiently: "Brother Zhou, please, what era is it now?" That set is outdated for a long time.

really beat Hong Shenglian, even if he can beat it, it will be a lose-lose situation, do you want money for the brothers' injury medicine and family expenses? Do you want money to ransom people at the police station?

Our strength and Yixing have been almost consumed in the infighting, how can we have so much money?

Besides, Brother Zhou, are you sure you can beat that madman of Dianlaowen?

I heard that more than 20 years ago, in the Dragon City Competition, you lost to Yang Sheng, the dragon who sat in the hall by Hong Shenglian.

That madman has obtained Yang Sheng's true biography, and he has gathered the strengths of the northern and southern factions with his kung fu, I'm afraid you can't be sure to beat him, right?

In case something happens to you, the second-way marshal, even if Yixing and I don't want to break the net with Hong Sheng, we must fight with all our strength to save face.

So be realistic, Brother Zhou, the era of slashing people with knives and fighting for territory has passed.

Now the mixed community wants to eat brains, and it depends on some wisdom.

And it doesn't matter if Master Benji fails, I have recently found another true master, even a hundred times more powerful than Master Benji. ”

Zhou Chengyuan's face was gloomy, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it in the end.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Master Xiao Zhou, you are still as naΓ―ve as you were at the beginning.

That guy is right, times have changed, and the original rivers and lakes were too naΓ―ve and too simple and rude.

Now there are more tricks, and the calculated cost of everyone's intrigue has begun to increase.

But I still like that one at the beginning. ”

The door was pushed open, Yang Sheng and Ghost Guy Wen stepped in, but the little brother guarding outside the door was nowhere to be seen.

"Tumbling Text! You're not dead!? ”

Huang Yuan suddenly stood up from his chair with a shocked expression.

If Dian Lao Wen is not dead, then Master Banji should be dead.

And the Dian Lao Wen was able to come all the way to the entrance of the hall with Yixing, could it be that Hong Shenglian directly called Yixing Building?

Huang Yuan's mind was full of these disputes in the rivers and lakes, but he subconsciously ignored Yang Sheng, thinking that he was the henchman of Tuo Laowen or something.

Zhou Chengyuan, who was on the side, was full of disbelief, and said with a little surprise and hesitation: "Yang Sheng? Is it really you? Why are you so young? ”

Huang Yuan was stunned and said, "Brother Zhou, what are you talking about?" Is he the sitting-house of the previous generation of Hong Shenglian? ”

The era of the Dragon City Championship is known as the last glory of Hong Kong.

The whole Hong Kong word joint held the Dragon City Competition, which can be said to be a strong man, with countless legends.

Lame Hao, Inspector Lei Luo, and Mighty Dragon Yang Sheng are all legendary characters.

The later Troubled Boys even joined the club after listening to the legends of these people.

Huang Yuan naturally heard Yang Sheng's name, but he never imagined that it would be the young man in front of him.

Yang Sheng said lightly: "Master Xiao Zhou, it seems that now is not the time to discuss these things.

Mr. Huang Juekun is a smart man, and I respected him very much at the beginning.

It's a pity that things are wrong, after the old man Huang Juekun left, He Yixing turned into what he is now, which is simply sad and ridiculous.

Killing a person is still measured by this kind of ghost domain that can't be put on the table, is this still the original Heyixing who dared to stand up to the tide and was brave and lame?

Kill this guy, I believe that Old Man Huang Juekun should not blame me. ”

Zhou Chengyuan's footsteps moved, and he came to Yang Sheng in an instant, and said with a solemn face: "Yang Sheng, no matter what Huang Yuan did, no matter how wrong it is, no matter how inconsistent it is with the rules of the rivers and lakes, he is also the leader of me and Yixing!"

If I let you kill me and Yixing's house in front of me today, what face will I have to see my ancestors and ancestors? What kind of face do you have to meet your godfather? ”

"Oh? You're going to stop me? You were already a defeated man. ”

Zhou Chengyuan stepped on the tiger horse, swinging his hands in a duplex fist, his momentum was calm and concise, like a grandmaster's bearing.

"It was then, and now it is now.

I have been practicing hard for more than 20 years, and I have integrated the thirteen directors of the Southern School of Hongquan.

I'll teach you the kung fu of Hunter again! ”

When the words fell, Zhou Chengyuan stepped out, just about to make a move.

But the next moment, Yang Sheng had suddenly appeared in front of him, and two fingers were tapped at his arms, which suddenly made Zhou Chengyuan's arms hang down weakly.

Pinching Zhou Chengyuan's neck with one hand, Yang Sheng said lightly: "Master Xiao Zhou, you still lose." ”

"Why? Why! ”

Zhou Chengyuan's eyes were full of disbelief.

Fang Cai's speed was simply not like a human, and it had even exceeded the reflex speed of his eyes and nerves!

and Yang Sheng's two fingers were pointed out from the air, and his arm was numb from the direct hit, and he couldn't lift it up until now.

Energetic in the air, this has even surpassed the scope of national arts!

Yang Sheng pushed Zhou Chengyuan aside and said lightly: "Master Xiao Zhou, your time has passed.

This is not the end of the martial arts, but a world you can't imagine.

You know that Ah Wen is my brother, who followed me from a 49 boy to Hong Shenglian's leading house.

Whoever wants to kill him, I will kill him.

Master Xiao Zhou, you can't stop Huang Yuan from using the next means to deal with Ah Wen, so don't try to stop me and kill this guy now. ”

When the words fell, Yang Sheng grabbed it with one hand, and Huang Yuan was picked up directly in the air, with a frightened face.

"Sir, save me! Save me! Yixing and I are willing to do anything for you! ”

At this moment, Yang Sheng suddenly felt as if his spiritual power had been cut off by some force, and Huang Yuan fell directly to the ground.

A gust of wind blew, and a young man in a windbreaker appeared in front of Huang Yuan.

"Yang Sheng, I know you.

My name is Xue Du, Zhang Yuelu in the twenty-eight constellations of the inheritance priesthood.

He Yixing is a strength that I have long fancied and want to use them to probe the clues of changes in Hong Kong.

I didn't know that this guy was going to move by your men, so it was a misunderstanding.

Sell me face and let this guy go. ”

Zhang Yuelu said it as a matter of course, and also thought that Yang Sheng would sell him this face.

After all, everyone is a reincarnation, and the conditions are first put forward in order to complete the task.

It's not worth fighting each other for the natives of the reincarnation world.

Yang Sheng said expressionlessly: "I actually hate the sentence of selling me a face."

I don't know where it came from, I really think I'm a character!

How many punches is your face worth me? ”

(End of chapter)