Chapter 12: Money Gate (2)
"You, we'll come again!"
"Come on, come, who's afraid of you!
"Enough!" With an angry roar, Sun Xiao entered the martial arts arena with a few children.
"Father, we don't have a problem in martial arts, right?"
"There's no problem? It's a big problem! You humiliate the people of the Yang Sect in public, and you also provoke the people of the Yang Sect to compete, what crime should you be guilty of!"
"I don't feel guilty, this person is a hypocrite, father, why do you want to protect him, I don't think he is a member of Yangmen at all, look at me take him down and give it to Yangmen!"
"Bastard, are the people of Yangmen you can insult? Shut me up! Hmph, I'm angry!"
Yang Yusu endured the anger in his heart and said: "Uncle Sun, we are just competing in martial arts, learning from each other, we don't have to be like this, right?"
"Hypocrite, I don't need you to speak for me, I have time to practice martial arts quickly, lest I don't have enough time to fight!" Sun Siyan scolded.
"Evil obstacles, do you dare to speak outrageously, and you won't punish me!"
"Hmph" After saying that, Sun Siyan also left the martial arts training ground and went to the confinement room.
"Uncle Sun, isn't this okay?"
"Xiao Yu, don't mention him anymore, I'm used to him, and now I don't even listen to me!"
"Uncle Sun, I think you and Sun Siyan should have a knot in their hearts, and it's good to break the knot. β
"Hey, he used to be quite sensible, but when the cult sent someone to assassinate our family three years ago, his mother died trying to protect him. β
"At that time, I was fighting with them, I didn't know what was going on their side, and afterwards the child blamed me for not saving his mother, and since then I have complained a little about me"
"Alas, it would be nice if he was as sensible and generous as you now!"
"Uncle Sun, don't say that. β
After that, Sun Simiao also walked to Yang Yusu's side.
"Brother Yusu, I'm sorry, my brother has caused you trouble, please forgive me!"
"It's okay, it's okay, everyone is not injured, and they have improved their strength a lot, and I should thank you!"
"Brother Yusu, you are really good at talking!"
"By the way, Si Miao, I think you are an intermediate eighth stage, why can you exert the power of the ninth stage?"
"Maybe I'm more skilled with breath, right?"
"It stands to reason that no matter how skilled the breath is, it won't improve the strength of a single section?"
"Then I really don't know. β
Uncle Sun next to him spoke again: "I've been fighting for so long, aren't you, are you? Uncle invited you to eat at the best tavern here, and it will be my grandson's reparation!"
"What's so embarrassing about this? Uncle, we should invite you, you are an elder!"
"Then why don't we go five-five?"
"Okay, uncle!"
"Then I'll call some wagons to pull us up. β
Yang Yusu wanted to refuse and walk, but after thinking about Uncle Sun's age, he still counted it. β
After a while, the carriage came, but Yang Yu saw that the people on the horse were very strange, so he asked the little insect Mengmengyu and them to take their weapons.
"What are you doing with weapons?" Uncle Sun asked with a confused expression.
"Uncle Sun, a few of us plan to polish our weapons after eating. β
"Oh, okay, let's go, master, go to the Mengde Hotel!"
"Gotcha!"
But they didn't know that the carriage had changed direction.
After driving for half a moment, Uncle Sun glanced out impatiently and found that something was wrong.
He asked, "Master, where is this? This is not the way to the Mengde Hotel, is it?"
"Of course, this is not the road to the Mengde Hotel, this is your burial place!" said the coachmaster, laughing all the time.
"Master, what do you mean?"
Yang Yu looked back at the situation and rushed out of the carriage, looked outside and found that they were in the valley, and there were people on both sides of the exit and entrance.
The carriage master got off his horse and said with a smile: "Hand over your money and weapons, and surround you without death!"
Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed to death by Yang Yusu, TMD, who believes you, can you still live if the weapon is handed over?
The people on both sides saw that the coachman was dead, and without saying anything else, they rushed up with their weapons.
"Dream worm, you go and guard the exit, and you and I will guard the entrance. After that, Sun Xiao also took out a close-fitting sword to join the battlefield.
After two incense sticks of time fighting, there was only one enemy left, and we were all fine except for Mengmeng, who was injured.
"Who sent you?"
"People from Qianmen, if we don't come to assassinate you, we won't live!"
"Qianmen, are they going to do it again?" but I'm not afraidβ" Uncle Sun muttered to himself.
"Then where are the people from Qianmen now?"
"The people of the money gate are in..."
Seeing that there was suddenly an extra knife on the man's neck, Yang Yusu looked in the direction of the knife, where were the two men in black who were fleeing, Yang Yusu wanted to chase after him, but Uncle Sun stopped me.
"Xiao Yu, don't chase it! Qianmen is also a big force, are you afraid of danger if you chase it?"
"And we can't eat yet?" asked the bug next to him.
"You must eat it, but don't eat outside, after all, Qianmen is eyeing us!" replied Yuyou next to him.
"I agree..."
"I agree, but let's hurry back to Sunmen!" Yang Yusu said.
After that, we got into the carriage and prepared to go back to Sunmen, but the carriage master was replaced by me.