In the hospital, a qiē are shun lì. The hospital has already arranged a ward and has begun to do a comprehensive examination, and after two days you can be able to determine when the operation will be performed, which is the process of the hospital, and many test results take time.

Uncle Dong and Aunt Dong are in the hospital, and Dong Wen and Xiaocheng have already gone home, and they can take care of them there at night.

In this small county town, there is a sudden quiet, and those who have never been to a small place cannot experience this kind of night quietness, nor can they feel the pleasure of the night breeze blowing from the wilderness.

He has been away from Yangping County for many years, and now when he comes back, he can't help but walk around in Yangping County, and his figure walks through the shadows reflected on the lonely road on the street.

After all, he has lived in Yangping County for more than ten years, and here, after coming back to life from the vast darkness, the first time he saw the world, he began to understand the world from here.

Here, there are relatives in his life, and there is one that he also wants to see.

There is a people's park in Yangping County, the park is quiet, it is more than four o'clock in the morning, when Yuan Yang came here, he saw what he wanted to see.

A sturdy young man is walking his fist over and over again, his steps are correct, his fist is correct, and his fist is also steady, this qiē is combined, that is, a kind of soldier in the ancient army wearing heavy armor, holding a heavy spear, pressing over step by step, where he passed, a qiē obstacle was destroyed and pierced.

Every punch and every step he takes, there will be a corresponding exhalation, breathing like a gasp, but it is not, but a kind of powerful hum.

This punch method is called breaking the army.

The boy is eighteen years old, has graduated from high school, perhaps because of the long-term practice of martial arts, his body is tall and sturdy, almost 1.9 meters tall, even standing there gives people a sense of oppression, especially with his rough pan-like face. No one who sees him will think that he is a young man.

He practiced boxing, practiced over and over again, back and forth, all the advances and retreats were stiff and heavy, and the whole person moved like a polygon, with water chestnuts everywhere. Every move seemed to be a spear.

The sky slowly began to light up, and some old people or people who were exercising in the park began to do sports, and the tall young man with a face like a frying pan was already sweating profusely, and his vest was already wet on his back.

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard applause.

Turning back quickly, although there were already many people in the park at this time, it was still very quiet, and when he practiced boxing all these years, his heart was empty, even if there was a mosquito flying past him, he could know it.

But this person who suddenly appeared didn't feel it at all.

When I turned around, I saw a person standing under a tree not far behind me, a young man in a white shirt, a slender young man, his hair was slightly parted, covering half of his forehead, and he looked very refreshing.

When the tall young man with a face as heavy as a frying pan saw the man in the white shirt, he was stunned at first, and then his face welled up with surprise.

"Master, you're here to pick me up. ”

As soon as he spoke, he asked nothing else, not things like 'are you back', 'when are you coming', but 'you came to pick me up'.

"I've been practicing boxing for 12 years, what do you know? Yuan Yang looked at the already tall young man in front of him who needed to look up slightly, and asked with a smile.

"I only hate that I was not born in ancient times, and I can't carry a gun and ride a horse, and set foot on a camp to break a city. The face was as heavy as a frying pan, and the tall and young hum said.

After all these years, you still remember this sentence. Yuan Yang said with a smile.

"When Master taught me to break the army, he said that when practicing this boxing method, you should have the heart to break the camp and pull out the city, and when you left, he said that when you have this kind of heart, you will come back to pick me up. ”

"You've had arguments with you, you've had fights with people. Yuan Yang continued to ask.

"No, someone scolded me, I didn't reply, someone beat me, I just let the other party beat, and after the other party beat me, I stopped beating when it was boring. The young man with a face like a frying pan said.

"Okay, I remember when you were bullied when you were young, you said that you wanted to kill them all, what do you think now?" asked Yuan Yang.

"Dirt chickens and dogs, it's not worth my hands. ”

"Okay, in a few days, you will go to Yanjing with me, to meet the most amazing people in the world, and let the whole Yanjing remember your name, Yan Beifeng. Yuan Yang said.

"Good. ”

"I'll give you some money to settle your parents. Yuan Yang said.

"Good. ”

Among the two 'good' of Yan Beifeng, there is firmness and excitement.

This Yan Beifeng's practice of breaking the army boxing is Yuan Yang's boxing method evolved from mediation and creation, which is completely different from the path he has taken, more pure, similar to the martial arts that have been circulated in the world for tens of thousands, but this broken army pays more attention to the cultivation of its own soul, nourishes the heart with the fist, nourishes the momentum with the heart, and feeds back into the boxing method.

At this time, Yan Beifeng has completed the first step of cultivating the heart, and the next step is to cultivate the potential, but this cultivation is not so easy, it needs to be cultivated by war.

Using one's own mental strength and divine will to break the spirit method is a method that Yuan Yang thought of not long after he first came to this world.

Now, the potential that Yan Beifeng has in his body is the potential that he naturally cultivated because of his **** practice of breaking the military boxing method, but this momentum needs to go further before it can achieve the qualitative effect in his heart.

Time, day by day.

Uncle Dong's surgery has been done well and was a success.

He left a smile and left, although Xiaocheng and Xiaowen were both very reluctant to him, and his uncle and aunt also told him to play for two more days, but he knew that the situation in Yanjing City at this time could not be missed.

Moreover, tonight, he had already sensed that someone was coming, and he had felt the killing intent.

North of Yangping County, on the square outside the railway station.

Yuan Yang and Yan Beifeng stood there.

When Ruan Chun walked out of the train station, he saw Yuan Yang at a glance, he had not seen Yuan Yang, but he recognized Yuan Yang as soon as he saw it.

This is a person who is as refreshing as the night breeze, if it weren't for his own son being killed by him, Ruan Chun thinks that he can still be friends with him.

Although he knew that his son's death was someone else's plan, and it was something that others did to force him to stand on the Zhao family's ground, he still couldn't let go, if Yuan Yang didn't kill him at that time, then his son would still be alive now.

He hated, he hated Yuan Yang for being too ruthless and too ruthless, why didn't he give his son a chance.

PS: Let's shoot first.