Chapter Seventy-Two: Catching Hydrangea
When the old man heard Zeng Yingjun shouting, he immediately did not bend his waist or hunched his back, threw away the wooden stick, and ran away. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Jia Zhuang also discovered that this white-haired old man was the obscene old man they hunted down three days ago. This old man was really cunning, and he was so easy to look like this, and he was almost deceived by him.
Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang both laughed happily, Zeng Yingjun said to Jia Zhuang while chasing: "Big brother, this old man is really wonderful, he is easy to disguise, and he actually has his wine gourd!"
Jia Zhuang also said: "Yes, he actually hung the wine gourd behind his back, if he didn't bring the wine gourd, we would have really been deceived by him." ”
Zeng Yingjun said with a smile: "This old guy has made me deflated several times, this time we caught him, I must have smashed his precious wine gourd in front of him." ”
The two of them spoke loudly, and the old man in front naturally heard it. As soon as the old man heard that Zeng Yingjun grabbed him and smashed his wine gourd, he actually 'whoosh', and his speed soared, and even Zeng Yingjun couldn't close the distance between the two sides for a while.
When Jia Zhuang saw it, he complained: "Second brother, that wine gourd is obviously the lifeblood of this old guy, look at it, as soon as you said that you were going to smash him with a wine gourd, it actually stimulated his potential." Hey, let's hope he's just a brief outburst!"
Zeng Yingjun was also a little dumbfounded, this old guy is too hard, right? Zeng Yingjun kindly shouted: "Old guy, don't be tired and vomit blood! I still have a lot of questions for you, don't hang up!"
The old man almost stumbled when he heard this, but he still ran without saying a word. didn't run for a while, and saw a lot of martial arts people rushing to a place, and the old guy didn't think about it, and ran directly in the direction where those martial arts people went.
The speed of the three of them was too fast, which attracted the discussion of those martial arts people from time to time, but the three of them gritted their teeth and ran without saying a word.
It didn't take long to find a tall wooden platform in the distance, with several people on it. And under the high platform, there were hundreds of people.
When the old man saw the crowd, he rushed straight in, turned left and right, and soon drowned in the crowd. Zeng Yingjun was in a hurry, and flew directly in the air, looking into the crowd, Jia Zhuang also hit his heels and flew directly to the top of the crowd.
The people below are all martial arts people, and when they saw Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang actually flying over their heads, they were immediately furious, and one by one they either slapped or punched, and hit Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang with their strength.
Seeing this, Zeng Yingjun directly swung out a palm to block the attack below, and the person also used this force to vacate a few feet into the crowd, and continued to look for the figure of the old man in the crowd. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt a hidden weapon smashing at his head.
"What the hell, get out!" Zeng Yingjun waved his backhand and blocked the hidden weapon, but unexpectedly hit Jia Zhuang who followed.
When Jia Zhuang saw the thing flying towards him, he took it in his hand casually, and couldn't help but be stunned when he looked closely.
At this time, there were many attacks on Zeng Yingjun and the two of them, and the two did not dare to be distracted. Zeng Yingjun put his head and feet down, slapped out with a palm, and with a 'boom', more than 20 people below suddenly turned on their backs. Zeng Yingjun took advantage of this strength to flip back several volleys in a row and landed on the high platform.
Jia Zhuang leaned sideways, and after slapping the attack that hit him, the person directly spun more than a dozen times like a spinning top, and also landed on the high platform.
Zeng Yingjun looked at it for a while and found that he couldn't find any trace of the old man, so he looked at Jia Zhuang to see if he was injured.
"Huh, big brother, why are you holding a ball? Could it be the one who attacked me just now? It turns out that these martial arts people also play Keju!" Zeng Yingjun said curiously. It's just that Zeng Yingjun can't understand why there are so many people playing Keju in this world? Also, where is the goal?
Jia Zhuang lifted the ball up and looked at it, and said in surprise: "This ball is really exquisite, it's just, what did you say about the second brother, what's going on?"
"Isn't it called Keju?" Zeng Yingjun asked, "Then is this ball used to kick?"
Offstage, everyone was silent. Finally, someone couldn't help but speak: "This ball is not kicked, you two are here, don't you know what you are doing here?"
Zeng Yingjun hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Under Zeng Yingjun, I just went here by mistake after chasing and killing an enemy with my eldest brother." Everyone, please do yourself a favor and see if there are any suspicious old men around. ”
"Zeng Yingjun, it turned out to be Zeng Shaoxia, who defeated two top masters of the Demon Sect in Duxing City in World War II, broke into the Demon Sect stronghold alone for the sake of fellow martial artists, snatched back the antidote, and saved thousands of fellow Daoists!"
"So he's so young?"
"Next to him is his sworn brother, Jia Zhuang, the leader of the beggar gang, right?"
"No wonder the two of them are so young, and their strength is so good!"
"We don't have a chance, but we don't know which of the two brothers will come down?"
“............”
Zeng Yingjun frowned, obviously he said that he was looking for an enemy, and these were selectively ignored. At this time, two people in their forties and fifties on the stage walked up to Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang, and arched their hands to the two and said, "It turned out to be Zeng Shaoxia and Jia Gang Leader, two .........."
At this time, Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang finally saw the old man, who was behind the crowd, waved his hand at Zeng Yingjun and the two, turned around and ran. Zeng Yingjun didn't wait for the people around him to finish speaking, and shouted directly: "Where to run!" After speaking, the person jumped up.
Jia Zhuang also shouted: "Stop!" After shouting, he also jumped up, and was about to fly out of the crowd.
It's just that the feet of the two of them were just a foot away from the high platform, and they were forcibly pulled down. It was two middle-aged men on the high platform who pulled them, one with a big shoulder and a round waist, with a face full of meat, and the other with a smile on his face, like a good old man.
Seeing the disappeared old man, Zeng Yingjun was furious: "What do you mean? What are we doing? Now it's okay, my enemy is gone!"
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man with a meaty face was even more angry: "You two little rabbit cubs! I don't care what your identity is, since you have taken the hydrangea today, you will obediently marry my niece! Otherwise, I will break your legs!"
Zeng Yingjun was furious: "Who do you say is the little rabbit cub? Who picked up your hydrangea........ Wait....." Saying this, Zeng Yingjun looked at the ball that was still being held up and played with by Jia Zhuang with one palm. At this time, he asked a little weakly: "That's called.... Hydrangea?"
The middle-aged man with a meaty face snorted and said, "You have finally reacted! My young lady threw a hydrangea to choose a husband, you are really a coincidence! You are really cheap!"
When Jia Zhuang heard this, his hands trembled, and he almost dropped the hydrangea off the high platform. At this time, he hurriedly stuffed it into the hand of the kind old man next to him and said, "Two, you have misunderstood, I am not here to snatch the hydrangea." I came here with my second brother chasing down an enemy, I thought it was a secret weapon just now, so I caught it casually, this doesn't count, let's let your young lady throw it again!"
"What are you talking about?" The middle-aged man's finger was about to poke the tip of Jia Zhuang's nose, "Marriage is a big event, how can it be child's play? Since you caught it, you have to marry my niece, and then talk crookedly, no matter what kind of beggar gang leader you are, my Yao family gang will not be afraid of you!"
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" Zeng Yingjun hurriedly asked: "This is the Yao family gang? I heard the old gang leader Dong say, aren't you recruiting relatives in a martial arts competition? Why did you throw the hydrangea?"
At this time, the kind-eyed old man explained: "Of course, this is the territory of the Yao Family Gang, which was originally a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, but there are only one or two strong ones, if the other young heroes have no chance to compete in martial arts." There is another reason: my niece is kind-hearted and doesn't want to see any damage in the martial arts competition. So, we temporarily switched to throwing hydrangeas. As long as the young man who is no more than twenty-five years old catches the hydrangea and successfully brings it to this high platform, he is the son-in-law of our Yao family. ”
"Uh....." Zeng Yingjun and Jia Zhuang were speechless, this matter is too dramatic!
Zeng Yingjun said: "Big brother, you take it, you go on it yourself." After saying that, he crossed his arms and stood aside and watched.
Hearing this, Jia Zhuang hurriedly explained: "Two seniors, I, although I am the helper, but I am still just a beggar!
"It's okay, my Yao family's business is all over the country, and there is money, but I don't care if you have money or not. The kind-eyed old man said generously.
"However, I haven't met Miss Yao from your gang, so she may not like me!" Jia Zhuang was anxious.
"It's okay, my niece is gentle and considerate, and she will never look down on you. The old man was very calm.
"I, I have no relationship with her!" Jia Zhuang sweated.
"It's okay, feelings can be cultivated!" the old man smiled slightly.
"I, I think I'm too young to start a family,......" Jia Zhuang was about to cry.
"It's okay, it's mature when you get married!"
Jia Zhuang couldn't help it, and said, "I, I don't know what you Yao family miss looks like!"
"Oh? The old man turned his head and shouted to a woman in red with his back to them, "Yao Lingling, see your future husband even when you meet you!"
When Zeng Yingjun heard this name, he immediately rolled his eyes: Yao Lingling, why the hell isn't this called a demon spirit!