Chapter 149: The old man who made trouble

After that, Yang Hua began to search aimlessly, trying to find one or two murderers based on his memories of that night, so as to find out the truth behind it and find out the real mastermind behind the scenes. This search was several months, and Yang Hua traveled hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, but found nothing. When I came to this town today, I met Ding Cheng unexpectedly.

Speaking of this past, everyone is embarrassed. Yang Hua asked Ding Cheng about the situation, and Ding Cheng didn't want to say more about what happened to him, only saying that he was similar to Yang Hua and had found a little clue, but in the end he found nothing.

At this time, two people wearing tights passed by outside the store. Ding Cheng and the others happened to be sitting on the side of the road, and Yang Hua looked up and saw the faces of the two people. It didn't matter what he looked at, Yang Hua immediately changed his angry expression, and he was about to draw a knife with red eyes.

As soon as Yang Hua's hand grabbed the handle of the knife, he saw an old man coming over, he tripped under his feet, and pounced on Yang Hua, the tea bowl in his hand was buckled on Yang Hua's body, and the tea spilled Yang Hua's body.

The old man stood in front of Yang Hua and said loudly: "What's the matter with you kid? My old man is walking well, why did you stretch out your foot and trip me, causing my tea to be knocked over." You'll have to pay me for the tea. ”

Yang Hua saw that this person was clearly looking for fault, obviously he accidentally tripped up, the tea splashed himself, and he didn't speak, but the old man hit a rake and blamed himself. But at this time, Yang Hua didn't have time to pay attention to the old man, reached out to pluck the old man's shoulder, and said, "Excuse me." ”

But the old man stood very firmly, Yang Hua didn't move, Yang Hua hurriedly added force to his hand, but he found that the old man stood on the ground, just like a bronze cast, Yang Hua used real power this time, it was a rock of five or six hundred catties, which was also moved, but the old man did not move at all.

The old man grabbed Yang Hua's hand in turn and said, "You young man, not only will you pay for my tea, but you will also beat people." I'm telling you, I'm not easy to mess with, and you'll have to pay me for your tea today. ”

Yang Hua's hand was grabbed by the old man, as if he was caught by iron tongs, and he didn't even break free after two struggles. Just this delay, the two people outside have already walked far, and people are coming and going on the street, where can they find these two people?

Yang Hua looked at this old man angrily, his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire, thinking that this old man was clearly a practitioner, and he was also a master, and he would be entangled with himself at this time sooner or later, and he must be in the same group with those two people. Yang Hua shouted, handed the knife to his left hand, and slashed at the old man.

The old man's head was biased, and he let go of his hand, and Yang Hua's knife fell short. The old man cried out, "Murder, murder." Frightened, the customers scattered and fled, and the owner of the shop also hid under the table with his head in his hands.

When Ding Cheng saw that something bad was going to happen, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother Yang, please stop." ”

But Yang Hua could not listen to it at this time, and raised his knife to slash at the old man again. The old man turned around and ran away, and Yang Hua chased after him with a knife. The two ran around the table several times, and Yang Hua also connected and slashed seven or eight knives, but each knife was two or three inches off, and he couldn't chop the old man.

As he was running, the old man reached out and picked up a pair of chopsticks, and turned to Yang Hua's big knife. Yang Hua was taken aback, his hand was slightly slow, and the big knife was clamped by the old man. Yang Hua hurriedly pulled the big knife back, but the big knife was like growing on the old man's chopsticks, where could it be pulled back.