"Don't fight, spare him."

Ma Xiaocui saw that Wang Zhiqiang's face was covered with blood, she shouted desperately, and wanted to rush down several times to stop it, but was pressed by Huang Biao in the car.

"Hmph, I'm distressed, right, I'll make you completely stop thinking today."

Huang Biao locked the car door, he picked up the bricks on the ground, checked them, and scolded through gritted teeth: "Rabbit cub, you ruined my happy event, and Lao Tzu wants you to do a funeral." ”

After that, he picked up the brick and smashed it at Wang Zhiqiang's head, without mercy.

"Ah, don't ......"

Ma Xiaocui screamed, she was so frightened that she covered her eyes, not daring to imagine the bloody picture.

"Wang, Wang, Wang!"

A few dog barks came, and a big gray dog galloped up, and when it came up, it pounced on Huang Biao, who was about to commit murder, and bit his wrist to blood.

This dog's name is Fat Tiger, a stray dog adopted by Wang Zhiqiang many years ago, and it usually has a gentle temperament and never bites.

"Ah, fight the mad dog!"

Huang Biao was so frightened that his face was pale, and he hurriedly called for help to his subordinates, for fear that he would be torn apart by the dog.

The big dog barked incessantly, it was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, forcing all the gangsters who came to the rescue to retreat, and many of them were colored.

"Wild dogs, die!"

A thug sneaks up from behind and hits Fat Tiger on the head with a baseball bat, and the dog collapses to the side of the road with a whimper.

"Made, how frustrating!"

Huang Biao covered his hands and scolded, he still wanted to continue to be violent, but his subordinates persuaded: "Brother Biao, today is your big day, you can't get your life off, let's get down to business first, and then go back and settle accounts with this kid." ”

"Well, that's right, the guests are still waiting at the hotel, hurry up!"

The convoy left in the dust, and the unconscious Wang Zhiqiang was also carried to the massage room by the villagers, and the badly injured fat tiger also trembled back.

"Child, why are you so stupid, aren't you hitting a stone with an egg?"

"Huang Biao is rich and powerful, we can't afford to mess with him!"

Wang Laoshi and Zhao Yanling wiped their tears and looked at their son who was covered with bandages on the bed, their hearts were about to break.

"Mom and Dad, go back, I want to be quiet."

"I'll take care of the matter with Huang Biao, don't worry too much."

After saying this, Wang Zhiqiang turned his head to the side, and his parents left helplessly when they saw this.

"Alas, I don't know how Xiaocui is now, will Huang Biao beat her?"

"I'm afraid this brute has already succeeded, damn, Lao Tzu is really unwilling!"

Wang Zhiqiang kept muttering, he made a fuss, and he made a noise, but in exchange for a lot of pain.

Huang Biao is married to Ming Media, and Ma Xiaocui is taken over by hundreds of cars, and the two have marriage certificates, and they are a real legal couple.

But what do you have? It's just a poor ghost who eats by massage, and he can't accept his fate if he wants to.

Wang Zhiqiang looked at the injured old dog again, and he lamented: "Fat Tiger, I have also burdened you today, but I am incompetent!" ”

At this moment, the fat tiger cowering in the corner crawled over with difficulty, and it actually said quietly, "Don't worry." ”

Wang Zhiqiang looked around, his mind was foggy for a while, he suspected that his ears were damaged by Huang Biao, and he must have had auditory hallucinations.

When he was puzzled, the old dog Fat Tiger opened his mouth again, "Master, I'm talking to you." ”

"What? You can talk! ”

Wang Zhiqiang sat up violently, he stared straight at the fat tiger, unable to believe everything in front of him.

I saw the fat tiger say in a deep voice: "Master, I was originally an earth immortal who had been practicing for hundreds of years, but I was incarnated as a dog because I violated the rules of heaven, and I was adopted by you by chance. ”

"Over the years, my cultivation has continued to deteriorate, and I only have a few decades of strength left, but it is enough to make you extremely strong."

"My life is coming to an end, and I want to give you a big gift before I die, so please close your eyes."

Wang Zhiqiang was shocked, he didn't expect the old dog to be an earth immortal, this is simply incredible.

Although it was incomprehensible, he obediently closed his eyes, and the next second he entered the psychedelic space.

"It's so beautiful, what kind of place is this?"

Wang Zhiqiang looked around in a daze, only to see that there were thousands of rays of light in front of him, and there were thousands of rui qi, which was comparable to the heavenly fairyland.

At this moment, an old and ethereal voice came, "It is an opportunity that you and I have been together for many years, and now I will pass on the mantle to you, and I hope that you will accumulate virtue and do good deeds in the future to benefit the Quartet." ”

"After I die, you can disembowel and extract things, and there is a cherry-sized Neidan in your stomach, and you can increase your strength for decades if you take it."

"Remember, don't throw the dog whip, it will work wonderfully when used to soak in wine!"

When the words fell, the fantasy disappeared immediately, Wang Zhiqiang opened his eyes and found that there was a lot of information in his head.

The art of medicine, martial arts, Qihuang, Qimen Dunjia, is simply all-encompassing.

"Hey, it's a cow now, see who dares to bully me!"

Wang Zhiqiang was suddenly refreshed, and the wounds on his body didn't feel painful, he looked at the old dog in excitement, and the fat tiger was already lying on the ground without life.

"Fat Tiger, you have accompanied me for many years of hard work and resentment, and you gave me such a great creation before you died."

"Rest assured, I won't let you down."

After muttering two sentences silently, Wang Zhiqiang took out a cherry-sized Neidan from its belly according to what the fat tiger said, and swallowed it in his stomach without thinking about it.

A few seconds later, a stream of heat poured into the dantian, and a powerful force warmed Wang Zhiqiang's meridians, and his muscles and bones changed dramatically.

Wang Zhiqiang's eyes were shining, and he slapped his fist twice at will, and there was a burst of sound of breaking the air.

"It's so godly, I feel that my whole body is full of strength, and ten Huang Biao is not enough to fight!"

Wang Zhiqiang ran to the courtyard in a hurry, and he punched the stone mill on the ground, using only fifty percent of his strength.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, the debris was scattered, and the big stone grinder was punched out of a gap, but Wang Zhiqiang's hand was intact.

"It's amazing, I'm not going to fight all over the world."

"Huang Biao, I'm not afraid of your revenge now, just let the horse come!"

Wang Zhiqiang was excited for a few minutes, and then quickly calmed down, because the old dog said on his deathbed that it only had decades of cultivation left, and it needed continuous practice to continue to improve.

"That's right, the road of cultivation is long and lonely, and it burns a lot of money!"

Wang Zhiqiang muttered to himself, it is not easy for his cultivation to improve, it requires long-term efforts, and at the same time, it also requires the collection of various elixirs to assist, and this requires a lot of money as the foundation.

"By the way, I haven't picked up the second treasure yet."

He took out the scissors again and came to the fat tiger, and said apologetically: "Brother, I have offended you so much, I will definitely bury you." ”

After that, Wang Zhiqiang cut off the dog whip and carefully soaked it in the wine jar, he knew that this thing was very expensive, and it would definitely come in handy in the future.