"But I don't know where you got the idea of going to Mr. Zhao to get the tips? Didn't anyone tell you Mr. Zhao's rules?"

In addition to the majestic old man, Zhao Huaiyuan and Pei Yunyu, there was also a beautiful man with a personable demeanor in the hall.

I saw that the man was chuckling at the corner of his mouth, looking at a few people with a smile on his face.

A short man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, an old man who is not good-looking, and two people, a man and a woman, who are very immature at first glance, these people are really strange! I don't know which force it is? They think they are playing at home?

Chen Ziang and the others glanced at each other, and no one was in the mood to deal with each other.

"Uncle Xu?"

Dong Yun'er looked at Uncle Xu.

"The old slave still has two hands on the chariot and horse, so don't expect to dance and ink. ”

Xu Bo's face was almost wrinkled together, and he spread his hands towards Dong Yun'er helplessly.

"Zhihua, you have followed the Seventh Young Master since you were a child, you always have some ability from him, right?"

"Sister Yun'er, although my name is Zhihua, I am actually good at calligraphy?"

Zhihua shrank his head and smiled awkwardly.

'Nima, your excuse is invincible!'

Chen Ziang rolled his eyes and saw Dong Yun'er looking at him.

"Other people have their own skills when they cross over, like what to take a charcoal pen to sketch on the spot and so on, but buddy really can't!"

"Whew...... , it seems that I can only come!"

Dong Yun'er knew the result when she saw her young master's expression. Taking a deep breath, her growing breasts bounced back and forth twice, and she stepped forward.

"Oh, I didn't expect to see a female Chinese Hao again today!

Zhao Huaiyuan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly came to the desk, but he didn't mean to look down on the other party at all.

"I'm here to study ink for the girl. ”

"No need!"

Dong Yun'er waved her little hand, and her face was arrogant.

"You don't have to be a guest...... Ah......h

Before Zhao Huaiyuan finished speaking, Dong Yun'er, who was in front of him, instantly turned into a sharp arrow and shot behind him. And the ancient long sword behind her suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sharp sword broke through the air, straight to the hand of the woman who had just come in from the backyard.

The woman was holding a delicate bag in her hand, and as soon as she opened the curtain, she saw a long sword breaking through the air, and she couldn't help but be startled and froze in place.

"We only need a bag, and we can't draw, won't we rob it!

Secretly admiring in her heart, Dong Yun'er's long sword had already been picked up on the brocade bag, and the brocade jumped up, but a white shadow suddenly floated into the air, stretching out her hand to grab the brocade bag.

"Humph!"

Dong Yun'er on the ground snorted coldly, and at the foot of his feet, the long sword in his hand burst out with cold stars, stabbing towards the shadow above.

"Hoo ......"

A white ribbon suddenly wrapped around the wooden beam of the roof, and the shadow flew like a flying fairy. The other ribbon was lightly pumped on top of the bag, and the bag flew to the side.

The two legs kicked out an afterimage, crashing into the sword light below.

Unexpectedly, this Pei Yunyu, who is excellent in both calligraphy and painting, still has extremely exquisite kung fu.

"You dare?"

The majestic old man in the hall shouted suddenly, and the man snorted coldly and wanted to step forward, but Chen Ziang's short figure suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at him with a smile and smiling.

"Look for death!"

The man snorted coldly, and his body bowed and his demeanor suddenly changed, and he was full of murderous aura like a man-eating tiger in an instant.

With a smash of his fists, with a whirring wind, he rushed towards Chen Ziang's chest with amazing power.

Chen Ziang's smile in front of him remained unchanged, and his hands were gently stretched out, just pressing on the opponent's fists.

The man was happy in his heart, although he looked weak, but if he talked about strength, he thought that he would not lose to those brave generals, not to mention that his boxing skills were good at discovering people's strength, and the two intersected, and there were definitely few people in the world who could fight head-on.

Who knew that the fists and palms intersected, but the man's face changed greatly, he felt as if he had collided with an ancient beast, and a strong force instantly dissipated his strength, and the remaining momentum let himself be thrown backwards.

"Zheng ......"

The man's body flew upside down, but three crossbow arrows suddenly pierced out of his cuffs, turning into black shadows and disappearing in a flash.

Chen Ziang stretched out his hands, and a crossbow arrow more than half a foot long was impressively held in his hand.

'What a vicious mind!'

Anger rose in his eyes, as long as he was careless just now, he might have died on the spot! Chen Zi walked with his feet high, and chased after the man who flew out upside down across several meters.

"Ahh

The steward in front of the door suddenly shouted, his muscles bulged, his muscles bulged suddenly, and the whole person seemed to swell in an instant.

"Boom!"

A crack suddenly appeared in the rammed ground, and the steward stepped on it, his hands raised, and he slashed down at Chen Ziang's head like holding a giant axe!

'Good!'

I didn't expect that there was such a master here.

Chen Ziang's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he didn't pursue the man, his body was stunned, he closed his fists in his abdomen, and suddenly rose into the sky.

"Bang!"

The two intersected, and a strong wind whistled from it in all directions.

The steward's body leaned back, his feet turned, turned his palm into a fist, and smashed it down, his strength was fierce and powerful, he was a general with two giant hammers in his hand, and all the strength of his body was entangled in his fists.

Chen Ziang's face was solemn, his chest suddenly bulged and closed, his feet were stabbed, the soles of his feet were directly imprinted into the ground for several inches, and his fists slammed out against the opponent.

"Bang!"

A sound that was even duller than just now sounded, Chen Ziang's face did not change, but the other party opened his middle palace widely, and his body staggered backwards.

"Smack!"

Chen Ziang's figure suddenly appeared in front of the steward, and he slashed out with a palm in the other party's frightened gaze.

The palm wind was fierce, and the clothes that were lifted before they got close were grinning.

"Poof!"

The steward bowed, and the last impression in his mind was that it was fierce and domineering, but there was a simple and heavy palm.

Do you want to compete with me with your bare hands?

After killing the other party with one palm, Chen Ziang continued to chase after the young man who had just gotten up.

The man looked at Chen Ziang's face full of panic when he looked at the rushing man, he and the others only brought a few people with him, just because the people who came were not weak in kung fu, especially the Wu steward of his own family, he had the courage to be a hundred!

The man's originally good skills couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he couldn't even use a single point of strength, and he was frightened by Chen Ziang!

"Stop! I've got the bag, if you want it, stop it!"

'Stop you being paralyzed, Lao Tzu almost died just now!'

Ignoring the threat behind him, Chen Ziang slammed his fist on the man's head, hitting the other party's brains and dying no more.

"Brother!"

"Chao'er!"

Two mournful screams sounded one after another, and a man and a woman in the room instantly cried into tears.

"Hand over the bag!"

Dong Yun'er glanced at her young master before continuing: "Just spare the lives of the two of you!"

She glared at Pei Yunyu unwillingly, the other party obviously couldn't beat herself, but she could snatch the bag from her hand, and what made her jealous the most was that the other party's posture had always been beautiful.

After a cup of tea.

The group walked out of the alley with a satisfied face, and Zhihua and Xu Bo both looked at the master and servant in front of them with respectful faces.

"I'm smart, right? I don't know who designed the problem, this is the selection of the emperor and not the selection of painters, and even people need to paint?"

Dong Yun'er smiled and said to herself while watching Chen Ziang take out a note from his bag.

This time, there was no anagram written on it, but a picture of a person holding a gun in one hand and a fist in the other, wearing a long robe fluttering, and his face was lifelike.

"What does that mean?"

Dong Yun'er's eyes were blank, this girl used to be a clever little girl, how could her IQ drop to such a point in less than a year?

"This should be said to be a person, the martial arts master fist and gun double peerless Mr. Yue Xingyue. ”

Zhihua in the back poked his head, and his voice was full of surprise. Also, his young master is not here, and the third young master is best at fighting with people, and it seems that this time it should be very smooth.

"Mr. Yue's martial arts hall is in the north of the city, and it is too late today. ”

Xu Bo looked up at the sky.

"It's just right, pack up today, and kick the gym tomorrow!"

Chen Ziang nodded, and casually threw the bag to Dong Yun'er.