Chapter Twenty-Nine: Cheap Master

In the midst of the lightning, the claws directly grabbed two holes in Peng Yu's left and right collarbones. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The situation was sudden, Peng Yu didn't expect that the referee would suddenly burst out, and when he reacted, there was already a heart-piercing pain in his shoulders. He wanted to fight back, but the meridians in his shoulders were injured, and his arms hung down softly, and he couldn't focus at all.

Zuo Wencai showed no mercy, and his claws grabbed Peng Yu's heart again, and the claws were fast and vicious.

At the last moment.

Everyone saw a figure in the air suddenly falling to the ground like a heavy stone, between Peng Yu and Zuo Wencai. Both hands followed Zuo Wencai's claw momentum, and he took one belt and one belt, and the opponent's fierce claw momentum was unloaded cleanly. This style is extremely skillful, with softness to overcome rigidity, there are four or two thousand pounds.

Zuo Wencai was shocked, his body retreated sharply, and when he looked up again, a tall and fat man in the ring was He Nanzhi, the chief dart of the Splendid Dart Bureau. Zuo Wencai said angrily: "This Luo Yi dares to kill my Qinglong Hall disciple, it is for my cousin's enemy, why did He Dart Tou stop me from killing him?"

He Darttou did not answer, turned around and flew his fingers, and counted the points in Peng Yu's lack of basins, qihu, and Tiantu, and stopped the blood on his shoulder. Only then did he turn around and say with a kind face: "Zuo Xiangzhu is angry, the juniors are messing around, let's take a look at the seniors, so why do we need to meddle in the fight." The knife and gun are opposite, and it is inevitable that he will be injured by mistake, and another day, He will definitely come to the door in person to apologize to the master of Li Tang. ā€

"Okay, since He Dart wants to protect him, let's stop today. Zuo Wencai glanced at Peng Yu fiercely before he said.

"In the decisive round of Group C, Luo Yi won. ā€

This game is the most thrilling, unpredictable on the field, and overwhelming off the field. It's a pity that it was ruined by the referee in the end. Although Peng Yu won the first place in Group C, he was also severely injured and could not fight again. The hall master on the pavilion looked at everything on the field coldly, his face was calm, his goal had been achieved, and the tax of forty points would be at least forty or fifty thousand taels of silver in a year.

Peng Yu endured severe pain and walked out of the ring, lifted the iron cage in the corner, and walked towards the dart game with the support of the stone pillar.

......

"Go, Xiaohu, bring the hydrangea back. ā€

Hearing the sound, a spherical animal immediately rolled into a ball and quickly ran towards the landing point of the hydrangea thrown in the air. After a while, he bit the hydrangea and ran to Peng Yu, his big fluffy tail swaying from side to side, his eyes were round and looking at the pork slices in Peng Yu's hand, the golden hair was shining in the sun, and it was very cute.

In the small courtyard of the Zhangxi Courtyard, Peng Yu was teasing the little fox that he bought back from Fang Market a few days ago. The fox didn't know how big it was, it seemed to be growing, and it was only four or five inches long, and its fleshy body was attached to the big tail, like a little elf.

And this little thing is very well-behaved, after arriving at the dart game, Peng Yu tried to release it from the iron cage, not only did it not escape, but it was like a fart, wherever Peng Yu went, it had to chase and run wherever it went. If Peng Yu is in class, he will climb into the green shade of the old cypress tree and hide, and even when he sleeps at night, he will sneak into the bed and sleep with Peng Yu, so that Peng Yu is a little helpless to take it.

After the little fox devoured the pork slices, he stretched lazily and climbed into Peng Yu's arms to sleep.

For some reason, Peng Yu's body recovered very quickly after being reborn, and he went back to the dart bureau to ask Dr. Wen to bandage it briefly, but in two or three days, the wound on the collarbone had recovered as before, as if he had never been injured.

The sun was warm, and the breeze gently blew the leaves of the old cypress trees, making a rustling sound. Spring is sleepy and autumn is lacking, and in this warm spring, Peng Yu is also a little drowsy.

In a hazy way, he heard that someone seemed to be calling his name, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Lu Hongyi, the head of internal affairs of the dart bureau, who was standing in front of him.

"You guy, you just happened to be napping outside here, be careful and catch a cold again. Hurry up and go to the main hall of the meeting hall, Mr. He has something to ask you. Lu Hongyi looked at Peng Yu and smiled slightly.

Peng Yu's killing of Ye Zhengping of Qinglong Hall in Wuhui has spread all over the dart game. He Darttou is in harmony with the world, pays attention to harmony and wealth, never offends people easily, and is even more tolerant of the Qinglong Hall everywhere. If you are bullied on weekdays, you will be punished after returning to the dart game. Now that Peng Yu is bravely killing, many people in the dart game are impressed by his actions, and their hearts are secretly happy.

In the hall of friends, the two people in the middle hall sat on two sandalwood Taishi chairs, on the left was a rickety, depressed old man, and on the right was the Luocheng Bureau He Zongdao, who was looking at the young man standing in front of him with a serious face at the moment.

"Luo Yi, are you guilty?" asked in a majestic voice.

The disciple didn't know what the crime was, and Wanghe made it clear. Peng Yu actually knew it in his heart, but he still pretended to be ignorant and replied.

"You made your own decisions at the martial arts meeting, murdered Ye Zhengwen, and ruined the friendship between my dart bureau and Qinglongtang, how dare you pretend to be confused here?" He Nanzhi patted his desk, and his fat body stood up.

At that time, the opponent's sword was horizontal, and the disciple was in danger, so he had to make this strategy to protect himself, which was an unintentional mistake. Peng Yu's face remained unchanged, and he explained neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What an unintentional mistake in danger, you offended Qinglongtang this time, how will the dart game operate in Luocheng in the future. In this troubled world, He is still trembling and trembling like walking on thin ice, how dare you act so recklessly?" He Nanzhi trembled slightly with anger, pointed at Peng Yu and scolded angrily.

"The disciple is guilty and is willing to be punished by the dart bureau. Peng Yu is just a fourteen-year-old boy, how can he know the truth behind this, after listening to He Daotou, he bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

Seeing Peng Yu admit his mistake, He Nanzhi had a calm face, and after a long time, his anger slowly subsided, and he said in a harmonious voice.

"If a man is uneven, he will be humiliated, and what you did is not wrong, but the current situation is related to the livelihood of the five hundred and sixty-three families of the Luocheng Bureau. In this Luo City, the Qinglong Hall is the official. As the saying goes, the people do not fight with the officials, and only by being harmonious can they make money. ā€

"It's come to this, it's useless to say more, so come over first. ā€

Peng Yu was a little confused, could it be that this Mr. He dart was going to slap himself a few times or draw a few sticks as a punishment?

There was a slight fear in his heart, but the person slowly stepped forward.

"Roll up your sleeves and stretch out your left hand. ā€

If he really wanted to hit his palm, Peng Yu stubbornly rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his left hand.

He Nanzhi put his fat fingers on Peng Yu's wrist Taiyuan acupoint, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he said after a while: "You are a little strange in your internal strength, where did you learn it?"

The disciple didn't know, since that rebirth, Luo Yi felt a strange power in his body, and it seemed that his strength was much greater. It turned out to be just a relationship, Peng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he had already thought about this question when he signed up for the martial arts meeting.

"I see. He Nanzhi didn't ask any more questions, turned around and sat on the Taishi chair again.

He groaned for a long time and said: "If you act recklessly this time, if you don't punish it, it's not enough to shake the rules, so I'll punish you for this year." ā€

"There is another thing, this is Ji Zhengqi Ji Lao, one of the five master dart masters of my dart game, and his kung fu is unfathomable. ā€

"Ji Lao?"

"Ji Lao, wake up. ā€

Peng Yu almost laughed out loud, this old man fell asleep on the Taishi chair at some point, how could he have the demeanor of a big dart master.

After a few screams, the old man woke up, sucked the beard that was about to be left, opened his sleepy eyes, and said, "What did you call me?" The old man almost fell asleep. ā€

"Old Ji, I took in an apprentice for you, do you think it can enter your eyes?"

"Entering and entering, the old man always has back pain these days, and he just needs someone to knock on his back. The old man replied nonchalantly.

"Luo Yi, don't kneel down and bow to the teacher!" He Nanzhi said with great joy.

This master came too cheaply, Peng Yu was still a little confused, and his feet couldn't help but kneel.