Early the next morning, Yang Zhongping got up early.

"Shuhui, let's go to the Tobu Altar as planned. Yang Zhongping seemed to have regained his composure, but his eyes were red and he obviously hadn't slept at night.

"But the ...... at the other end of the Xiwu Altar" Ming Shuhui was very hesitant.

"This matter is not trivial, but I can't find out anything for a while, I will contact other people in the Xiwu Altar who have not been killed as soon as possible, as well as the Martial Arts Association, to solve it together." Yang Zhongping realized the strength of the unknown enemy, and he didn't dare to face it alone, "The top priority now is to go to the Tobu Altar, and I have to ask the people of the Tobu Altar for help." ”

The two packed up the things they used on the road and drove off, and the journey was quite smooth, but Yang Zhongping's heart was greatly traumatized by the changes in the martial arts, and he didn't talk much, but now he is even more silent, and Ming Shuhui tried his best to open the conversation, but in the end it was fruitless, so he had to give up. In the past few days, Yang Zhongping has tried to contact Liu Zhongyuan and other gangs, but strangely, they can't be contacted anyway, and Yang Zhongping and Ming Shuhui seem to be isolated in this world.

After several days, the car has left Province G and has been heading east. The car started and stopped, walking very slowly along the way, Ming Shuhui's body was still weak, so he had to use the time on the car to practice some internal exercises, and his body would be relieved for a moment after each practice.

Yang Zhongping would occasionally give some pointers, but Ming Shuhui felt that his entry was very slow, not to mention his luck, even the most basic qi sinking dantian was very laborious, and he sometimes couldn't help but think, as a descendant of a martial arts family, how could he not even practice the basic skills? When he was in the martial arts arena, he saw those junior brothers practicing so easily, how could it be more difficult for him to reach this than ascending to the sky? Thinking of life in the martial arts arena, Ming Shuhui couldn't help but feel sad again.

When the car travels to the territory of H Province, the things around me seem to have changed a world.

In front of him is no longer loess hills, rivers and farmlands, but instead of high-rise buildings, patches of lights and wine, and Yang Zhongping's road is basically the city, he is always vigilant from unknown threats, as the so-called "big hidden in the city", simply pick up the prosperous area to go.

After all, Ming Shuhui has a young heart, looking at the scene outside, his heart can't help but throb with excitement, Yang Zhongping thought that this child was about to go to Dongwu Altar to experience, and he was very interested in this prosperous scenery, so he tried to slow down the speed of the car, and let him browse more on the premise of not delaying the trip. And whenever Ming Shuhui wants to go out for a walk, Yang Zhongping will never leave, and he always keeps his task in mind.

One evening, Ming Shuhui wanted to go out to buy some daily necessities, he came to Yang Zhongping's room but the door was locked, and there was no response when he knocked on the door.

Ming Shuhui lives in a very prosperous neighborhood in the city, since leaving the martial arts, this is the first time to act alone, suddenly facing this busy city alone, there is still some apprehension and excitement in his heart, he took a deep breath, and decided to take this opportunity to take a good turn.

Ming Shuhui first went to the mall and supermarket, prepared all the things she planned to buy, and after walking out of the supermarket, she recognized the direction and began her own actions. He first walked around the lively street market, usually Yang Zhongping was by his side, he couldn't let go of his hands and feet, this time he came out, he tasted all the curious snacks on the side of the road, touched his full stomach, burped, and began to wander around casually.

Towards the end of this downtown street, you will find a secluded alley with a narrow and long alleyway that contrasts sharply with the bustle outside. Ming Shuhui planned to cross the Yong Road and walk back, but he didn't expect the road to be so long, he came to the intersection at the end, and there was actually a small bar on the side of the road. Ming Shuhui thought to herself, why can't a good bar be opened in the downtown area, such a secluded place, who can find it?

Look at this small bar again, it is really shabby and shabby, and the signboard is crooked with colored lamps - four big characters "Time Story", the name sounds very literary, but the surrounding environment is not so literary. A stained door under the signboard can no longer see its original color, and the glass window next to it is also sealed with iron sheets, which have rusted for a long time and have fallen off half, and the walls are covered with green moss and weeds, apparently no one has cleaned them, and there are traces of a drunk man who has vomited next to them, and there is a big garbage station not far away, and flies fly back and forth from time to time.

Just as Ming Shuhui stepped up a few steps, almost trotting, and wanted to leave, at this time, the door of the bar was pushed open, saying that it was pushed open, it should have been kicked open, because the people who opened the door could not be idle.

Three people walked out of the door—two young men holding a girl. The girl wore a long red trench coat lined with a white low-cut undershirt, which could not hide her graceful figure, but her steps were frivolous, her head was lowered, she couldn't see her face clearly, and she seemed to be drunk and unconscious. On the left is a young man with dyed light yellow hair, a black T-shirt with dragons and tigers, half of his arm can be faintly seen, and his eyes glance at the girl's chest from time to time. The young man on the right is inch-headed, tall, strong, and has a big stride, as if he can carry the two people around him and run away. They walked very uncoordinatedly, the yellow-haired young man walked two steps and staggered, while the inch-headed man strode meteors, and from time to time he had to wait for the two of them.

They hurried in the direction of Ming Shuhui, about to turn into the alley behind the bar.

Ming Shuhui looked bad, this girl must have been drunk or drugged, he had already turned the bar and was about to leave, but then he hesitated, should he care. By the time he hesitated, the three had already walked not far away. Ming Shuhui squatted down and pretended to tie her shoes. The mouth of the alley was already narrow, and after Ming Shuhui squatted, he couldn't let these three people pass at the same time, so he changed his left foot to his right foot, deliberately tied it messily, and untied it again.

"Little ghost, are you taking the soles of your shoes? It's been almost half an hour, get out of here!" the yellow-haired young man was impatient.

"Yo, I'm sorry, I'm clumsy, I'll be fine right away, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Ming Shuhui deliberately slowed down his movements, but he kept chanting the mental mantra guided by Yang Zhongping, he didn't know what the results of the practice in the past few days were, so he could only try it.

Ming Shuhui reluctantly lifted her qi along the mantra while arching her back.

The two of them were impatient, the yellow-haired young man stretched out his left hand, to lift Ming Shuhui up, at this moment, Ming Shuhui's arched back suddenly straightened, his body suddenly catapulted forward, and his shoulder slammed into the yellow-haired youth's stomach, the yellow-haired young man obviously didn't react to this kind of ruffian move, he was knocked away two or three meters, and his back slammed on the wall, and he didn't know if it was water or wine when he spit it out, so that his clothes were all over.

Ming Bohui didn't wait for the inch-headed man next to him to react, stepped forward, and swept towards his calf with a kick, but this person had already noticed it, raised his foot and opened it, holding the girl and quickly taking a few steps back.

"...... Ahem...... Dare to hit Lao Tzu......" The yellow-haired youth leaned against the wall and gasped, "Kill him!" the yellow-haired youth shouted.

The inch-headed man stood still, put the girl aside, and then rushed straight over, punching at Ming Shuhui's door. Ming Shuhui's qi that had been brewing for a long time had been exhausted, and he didn't know anything about martial arts moves, not to mention the experience of facing the enemy, just now he took advantage of it by surprise, although this punch was not a subtle move, but it also made Ming Shuhui embarrassed, and he rolled on the ground twice before he avoided it.

Ming Shuhui saw that it was not good, and knew that he was not an opponent, so he could only think about how to escape.

"Help! rob people!" Ming Shuhui shouted for help, and at the same time kept moving towards the mouth of the alley, fortunately the alley was very close to the downtown area, and several people had already noticed the situation inside and stretched out their heads to look.

The yellow-haired young man motioned to catch Ming Shuhui and took out his mobile phone to call someone.

Ming Shuhui thought to himself, the most important thing now is to save people not to fight, they came to arrest me, the crowd came around, and the girl was safe, so he made up his mind, carried the only remaining qi in his body, and flew up to the inch.

The inch-headed man was tall and big, standing in place and not dodging, ready to hold Ming Shuhui directly with both hands, but he didn't expect that the direction of Ming Shuhui's jump was not towards the inch head at all, but from his side, and he took two steps to Huang Fa, Huang Fa just stood up and was not stable, and the left side of his face was hit by Ming Shuhui again, and he fell down suddenly.

Ming Shuhui didn't stop, and ran forward directly with the momentum.

Although the yellow-haired young man was punched, after all, this punch did not have much strength, and it was not very painful, he was furious in his heart, and he was beaten twice by a ghost in just a few minutes, and he had not touched his side.

Seeing that the young man wanted to run after beating someone, Huang Tou and Inch Head of course did not give up, desperately chasing after them, although the two were taller than Ming Shuhui and should have run fast, but Huang Hair was injured, and he was carrying the girl on his back, and both of them were restricted.

The two chased Ming Shuhui, from the alley to the downtown where they turned out, the terrain was very complicated, and there were more and more people, no matter how they chased him, they couldn't catch up with him, but they were so tired that they were out of breath.

After a while, a few phone calls from the yellow-haired young man had an effect, and many gangsters in the vicinity joined the chase, Ming Shuhui was already a little timid in his heart after beating people, and he was desperate to save people, and as his strength gradually ran out, the original courage became fearful, and at this time, his legs also trembled, he stumbled when he ran, and insisted on running two streets, and he was blocked in a dead end by everyone.

There were more and more gangsters who surrounded it, and some of them were carrying sticks and machetes in their hands, surrounding Ming Shuhui. Ming Shuhui had no way to retreat and leaned against the wall, thinking that today was more auspicious, but now he can't show weakness, if he falls, he will be slaughtered.

"Little bastard, hit me with the shoulder just now, didn't you? Brothers, hold him down, I'll unload his shoulder first!" The yellow-haired young man was furious, and with an order, several people came up next to him to hold Ming Shuhui down.

"Wait!" Ming Shuhui tried to delay the time, although he knew that this would not be of much use, "There are so many of you who bully me, what kind of hero, don't accept them one by one." When he said this, he was completely unsure of his heart, even if no one touched him now, he could fall at any time.

"You just sneaked up on me, you are considered a good man, don't nonsense, I won't ruin you today!"

The yellow-haired young man waved his hand as he spoke, some of the four gangsters pressed their hands, some took their feet, and put Ming Shuhui to the ground, and the people behind handed Huang Fa an iron bat, Huang Fa held the stick with both hands, raised it high, aimed at Ming Shuhui's shoulder, and prepared to smash it down.

"Stop!"

Two words of calm.

The terrible thing is that this calm tone seems to be unadulterated with any humanity, as if it came from hell.

Everyone was shocked, and searched around for the source of the sound, only to see that on the wall that Ming Shuhui was leaning on, there was one more person at some point - a black peaked cap pressed very low, and a black tight-fitting sportswear, which set off the strength of this person's figure, he stood upright on the edge of the wall, like a steel gun, and his hands naturally drooped, as if he looked at the dozens of people below as nothing. Ming Shuhui reluctantly raised her head and recognized that the person was Yang Zhongping.

"Let him go, tell me something. Yang Zhongping was still indifferent.

"Who the are you?" The yellow-haired young man was very puzzled by the person who came, but he always felt faceless if he didn't smash the bat held high, so he smashed it at Ming Shuhui while saying it.

"Dang!" the iron rod cracked.

Ming Shuhui closed her eyes, bared her teeth and grinned and was ready to be beaten, but after the sound, she felt that her body was not injured. Just when he was wondering, he raised his head and found that the stick was hitting Yang Zhongping.

Yang Zhongping didn't know when, he had already flown in front of Ming Shuhui, he came down from the wall, his posture remained unchanged, he didn't dodge or dodge, the stick hit his forehead, and the blood flowed immediately, and his body was still straight, as if nothing had happened.

"This kid provoked you, I'll hit you with a stick, right?" Yang Zhongping touched the blood flowing from the corner of his forehead, but he didn't care, everyone was really startled when they saw this stick hitting their heads firmly, everyone thought to themselves, what would happen to their heads with such a heavy stick, and then looked at the person in front of him, as if he was unscathed.

"Flatten a ghost!" Huang Fa thought to himself, this person had two hits, but he had beaten them all, and if he didn't hurt him hard, he would be in trouble if he fought back. Thinking in my heart, there were a few more sticks down, and these yellow hairs made up their minds to be ruthless, one stick was heavier than the other, and the people next to them were shocked.

Yang Zhongping was knocked down by the stick, but he didn't say a word.

"Uncle, you fought back, if you don't fight back, you will die!" Ming Shuhui shouted at Yang Zhongping, and he broke away from the four people with all his strength and crawled towards Yang Zhongping.

"You're resistant!" Huang Fa became more and more panicked in his heart, such a heavy rod should have knocked him unconscious a long time ago, but the person in front of him seemed to be able to move.

"Ahh It turned out that Ming Shuhui was in a hurry, so she ran over while everyone was not paying attention, hugged Yang Zhongping tightly, and used her body to help him block a stick.

Huang Fa saw that he had beaten Ming Shuhui, and he was a little surprised, so he stopped for the time being.

Ming Shuhui was lying on the ground, and blood suddenly oozed from her mouth.

Yang Zhongping hurriedly turned over and picked up Ming Shuhui, and touched his right hand down his spine, and a warm current filled Ming Shuhui's body.

"Shuhui ......" Yang Zhongping stared at Ming Shuhui with concern, then raised his head and looked around, his eyes were full of angry flames, and he whispered to Ming Shuhui, "Although my Xiwu Altar has been robbed, not everyone can bully me. Shuhui, look at it carefully, the following is the thunder means of my Xiwu Altar. You remember, no matter what happens in the future, Seibu Altar will do its best to protect you!"

Although Yang Zhongping's voice was small, only Ming Shuhui could hear it, but this sentence was word-by-word, as if Ming Shuhui would always be engraved in his heart.

After speaking, Yang Zhongping stood up and dusted off the soil on his body.

"Is it over? It's just settled, and you do it again, so you don't blame me for this. Yang Buping's expression was still cold, just like those sticks were hit on other people's bodies just now, although there were many gangsters, but seeing Yang Zhongping so calm, he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

"Protect your chest, five centimeters above the left side of your navel, I'll hit there!" Yang Zhongping actually reminded his opponent of his offensive position.

After speaking, Yang Zhongping arched his hands in a hugging shape, his feet went forward and backward, took a deep breath, and then kicked the ground suddenly.

The three people who were facing Ming Shuhui were the closest, Yang Zhongping pointed his fingers together, and before the three of them could react, they flew out. Without waiting for the three of them to land, Yang Zhongping took another step forward, and instantly bullied himself in front of the yellow-haired young man, and it was too late for the yellow-haired young man to escape, he was hit by Yang Zhongping's palm, and his face hit the wall fiercely.

The rest of the people saw that Yang Zhongping was so brave, and if he didn't make a sound, he was already a blockbuster, and he was already a little shocked in his heart, but now the remaining points are all timid.

Yang Zhongping stopped and didn't stop, stepping on the steps of Tiangang, his left hand used the 17th road of the inner family Zhengyang palm, and the right hand waved 24 moves from the outside to fight the tiger boxing, the inner and outer moves were integrated, such as mercury without the slightest stagnation, each person did not have more than one move, and this move only hit the upper left five centimeters of the navel, a blow must be hit, and the enemy will be injured in the middle.

The wind gusted, the fist shadow flew over, the tree was swayed by people, and people were beaten and fled. Yang Zhongping and the two of them were judged when they were beaten, this man who had been bullied just now with a bloody face, is now the most terrifying evil star in the eyes of the gangsters.

Yang Zhongping entered the flock like a tiger, with a left palm and a right punch, and after a while, the crowd scattered, and the gangsters fled with injuries.

"Go back and tell your hall master, Yang Zhongping of the Xiwu Altar will discipline and discipline the children for him. Seeing that there was no one to make a move, Yang Zhongping roared angrily and picked up Ming Bohui and returned to the hotel where he lived.

It was late at night when I arrived at the hotel.

"Uncle, ...... just now"

"Looking at the situation just now, I have already guessed the reason for eight or nine points, good boy, do you still have pain in your back?" Yang Zhongping touched Ming Shuhui's back again to make sure he was okay.

"Well, it's still a little painful, but it's a skin injury, it's not a big deal. Ming Shuhui smiled, "But why didn't you just make a move?"

Yang Zhongping's expression was solemn, he frowned, and slowly turned around and said, "After today, something may happen......

"What's the matter? Uncle is so brave, what else can stump you?"

"Don't think about it, you can't hide from what you should come. Yang Zhongping turned around and patted Ming Shuhui on the shoulder, "You should pay attention in the future, don't cause trouble casually, and be more careful when wandering around the rivers and lakes." ”

The two of them simply cleaned up and went to rest, Ming Shuhui lay on the bed and thought about her uncle Yang Zhongping's words, always feeling that there was something strange about this, but she couldn't say it......