Chapter 22: Breaking the Silence
Hearing that her younger brother's leg was abolished, Yang Jie was stunned at first, and then ended with endless anger.
Whoever dares to depose her brother must die today!
"Who is it?"
Yang Jie's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, sweeping through the crowd, and finally landed in the middle of the crowd, standing like a pine and a cypress.
"No matter who you are, what identity you have, my brother will die!" Yang Jie looked at Yan Yangtian and said coldly.
In the face of Yang Jie's threat, he smiled and sneered lightly, "Except for the big breasts, I don't see anything strange about you." Are you going to crush me to death with your chest?"
“......”
No one thought that Yan Yangtian still had the heart to tease Yang Jie at this time, and he was stunned for a moment.
Who is Yang Jie? Mu Ershao's woman!
Who is Mu Ershao? The second son of the Mu family of the four major families.
Mu family cow?
Stomping his feet, the entire sky and sea were shaken.
Who is Yan Yangtian?
It looks like a hillbilly from the countryside.
Can you hit it!
But what's the use of being able to fight? The Mu family has a hundred ways to crush him with his fingers.
So in a word: offend Yang Jie, Yan Yangtian is dead!!
Yang Jie was also dumbfounded, since she became Mu Ershao's woman, who dared to tease her, who dared to say that she had big breasts!
Yan Yangtian is the first!!
"You'll regret it!" Yang Jie took a deep breath, stared at Yan Yangtian, and spoke coldly.
After speaking, Yang Jie looked at the private room behind him and said in a slightly respectful tone: "Monk, you go down with me." ”
"Squeak—"
The door of the private room opened, and a monk with a shiny head slowly walked out.
The monk was about fifty years old, with two black eyebrows like two black centipedes, drooping eyelids, cheeks sunken inward, and an extremely vicious appearance.
As soon as the monk appeared, everyone in the hall felt that their breath was stagnant and their backs were cold, which was really terrifying.
Wang Xiaomei, who was holding Yan Yangtian's arm, suddenly trembled the moment she saw the monk, and she was afraid for no reason.
The monk nodded slightly at Yang Jie, and Yang Jie took small steps and walked down the hall step by step.
Da Da Da ......
The sound of high heels stepping on the floor resounded in the air, as if it was the call of death.
"The monk is Mu Ershao's bodyguard who was invited to protect Yang Jie at a high price, I heard that he is from Wutai Mountain, and his strength is extremely strong!
"Needless to say, you have seen people who offended Mu Ershao, who is alive. ”
......
Although everyone was afraid of the monks, they couldn't help but whisper about it. Although the fight has not started yet, everyone knows that it must be Yan Yangtian who loses.
As for the end of the defeat, it will be sunk in the river to feed the fish, and no one has seen it.
If there is anyone in the audience who is not worried about Yan Yangtian, it is Ning Hanxue.
She was still sitting in her seat, slowly drinking red wine and eating melons and fruits, while watching the development of the situation.
Because she knew that Yan Yangtian was powerful, and with the stamina of red wine, she was already a little dizzy, and her nerves became bigger.
As Yang Jie and the monk walked to the hall, all the voices of discussion stopped abruptly and took the initiative to make a way.
"Heavenly ...... Brother Tian, if you don't go first, leave me alone. A flash of determination flashed in Wang Xiaomei's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and whispered to Yan Yangtiandao.
From the sound of people's discussions, she knew very well who she had offended, and the monk looked extremely cruel at first glance.
If Yan Yangtian falls into his hands, there will still be life.
She is responsible for the disaster, and she should bear it herself!
"It's okay, just ants. Yan Yangtian said lightly.
Yan Yangtian's voice was loud, but in the silent hall, everyone heard it.
"Ants?"
Yang Jie looked at Yan Yangtian, and the corners of her mouth swept up with a cruel arc.
She saw with her own eyes that the monk and the old monk tore the tiger and leopard, and the outlaw boxer who roamed in the underground black fist was blown out of the head with one punch.
Mu Ershao also told her that the monks in Tianhai City could walk sideways.
So what is there for her to be afraid of.
"Sister, keep him in a breath, I'm going to chop this chop with my own hands!!" Yang Dong roared loudly, slowly stood up on one leg, and looked at Yan Yangtian's eyes with great resentment.
"Monk, you heard my brother's words, let's take action. ”
As soon as Yang Dong's roar fell, Yang Jie stopped talking nonsense and directly asked the monk to take action.
It can be seen that Yan Yangtian belongs to the type who does not shed tears when he does not see the coffin, no matter how much he says, it is useless, only if it really hurts, he will be afraid.
The monk didn't speak, glanced at Yan Yangtian coldly, and walked towards Yan Yangtian step by step.
The terrifying and ferocious momentum spread from his body like a tide in all directions, and the crowd of onlookers suddenly felt difficult to breathe, their bodies were cold, and they retreated in fright.
Immediately afterward, they were even more shocked to find that every step the monk took left a deep footprint on the hard ground.
"Master, this is the real master!!"
It is said that the monks on Wutai Mountain are all hidden masters, and now it seems that they really live up to their reputation.
Yan Yangtian patted Wang Xiaomei's little hand holding him, and said with a smile: "You sit over there and wait for me first." ”
Yan Yangtian pointed to the place where Ning Hanxue was sitting.
Only then did everyone find out that Ning Hanxue, who was sipping red wine and wearing a light blue dress.
At this time, Ning Hanxue's cheeks were red, her beautiful eyes were charming, with a touch of laziness, but she was beautiful.
"What a beautiful girl!!"
The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but praise in their hearts, they originally thought that Yang Jie was beautiful enough, but compared with Ning Hanxue, the gap immediately came out.
Ning Hanxue is a naturally blooming rose, and Yang Jie is a kitsch fake flower, which looks extremely beautiful, but in front of the real flower, it is suddenly revealed.
"She's Brother Tian's girlfriend, it's really beautiful!" Wang Xiaomei was also stunned for a moment, then quickly let go of Yan Yangtian and walked over quickly.
She is not stupid, staying where she is will only get in the way of Yan Yangtian.
"Wow!!"
Just when everyone's eyes were attracted by Ning Hanxue, the monk made a move, and a palm as big as a pu fan fanned towards Yan Yangtian.
The wind rolled up suddenly, as if it was tangible, and rolled towards Yan Yangtian with the palm of the monk.
The clothes fluttered, and the palm of the monk containing spiritual power quickly enlarged in Yan Yangtian's eyes.
"Shut up and meditate?"
Yan Yangtian sneered, raised his right hand, and met the palm that slapped over with one palm.
"Bump!"
The moment the palms collided, terrifying spiritual power instantly emerged from Yan Yangtian's palm, turning into a spiritual cone that fiercely submerged into the palm of the elder monk.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
The sound of firecrackers echoed.
The spirit cone was like entering a no-man's land, instantly penetrating the palm of the monk's hand, shuttling through the arm with the momentum of breaking bamboo, and finally drilling into the monk's chest.
"Ahh
The monk let out a painful scream, his muscles twisted, and his body retreated vigorously.
"Bang~~"
After retreating seven or eight meters, the old monk's feet went limp, and he sat down on the ground, blood spurting out of his mouth.
"You...... You ......"
The monk looked at Yan Yangtian in fear.
Yan Yangtian scrapped one of his arms and broke his closed mouth meditation.