A Clash of Gods

In the torrential rain, a chain of lightning flashed under the night sky, followed by a thunderous thunder that shattered like heaven and earth, and spread across the field, shaking the world.

Yang Ning opened his eyes and saw the situation before him, he made an unchangeable decision, and he was ready to take action.

For problems that can be solved with fists, try not to trouble your own intelligence.

The scene in front of him really made him very angry. Three or four young and strong guys were adding their fists and feet around a guy with unkempt clothes and unkempt hair. The beater hugged his head and curled up on the ground without any return. .

He is not opposed to fighting, in other words, he actually enjoys the feeling of hitting his opponent with his fists, but bullying is the most unhappy thing for him. Whoever makes him unhappy, he will always find ways to make the opponent more unhappy.

"Stop it!" Yang Ning called out in an open voice, and he needed to get people first to get a deterrent effect.

The sound came out, but it did not have the majesty and domineering he had imagined, but was weak and weak.

Although this did not achieve the effect of Shi Shitian, but still let those few people stop their hands, all turned to look at him.

Yang Ning saw clearly that the beaten guys were not much cleaner than lying on the ground, they were all unkempt, and the clothes on them were all shabby, looking at each other like a flower.

"Small ... little sable ...!" A young man with hair like the Beatles saw Yang Ning swaying and stood up, his face obviously surprised.

Yang Ning felt that his body was a little weak, and he couldn't take care of it at this time, but said coldly: "A man should fight alone, so what does it mean to bully?"

The Beatles looked at Yang Ning up and down, and walked slowly, suddenly said with a smile: "Your kid is not dead?" When he walked over to Yang Ning, he reached over with one hand, and then he put it on Yang Ning's shoulder.

Yang Ning saw that the other hand stretched out, conditioned reflexively protruded a hand, grabbed the other hand's wrist, and waited for the other hand to recover, the foot flashed, and already beat the Beatles' arm to the back, immediately When the man pressed the upper arm hard, he heard a "click" and a scream, and the Beatles screamed instantly.

This kind of empty-handed fighting is a good show for him. To remove one arm of the other party, it really takes no effort.

The Beatles screamed, the arm drooped softly, and the other hand pressed against his shoulder, cold sweat came out of his forehead, and his face instantly turned pale.

Several other guys looked at each other, and the two beggars were holding a stick and approached Yang Ning.

Yang Ning smiled lightly and glanced down on the ground. There was really a wooden stick at his feet. He picked it up and held it in his hand.

With a loud shout, the two men waved wooden sticks around and struck Yang Ning.

Yang Ning sneered, and the wooden stick in his hand flashed lightning. One of his years of special training in the military was the use of everything as a weapon. Although the two men were fierce, they were in Yang Ning. It doesn't matter at all. If it is not a little weak, the bare hands are enough to knock them down easily.

Now there is a wooden stick in his hand, naturally there is no reason to be in the disadvantage.

With two clicks, the wooden stick swayed away, Yang Ning pulled over with a side step, his right fist slammed on the door of one person, one leg and a scorpion kicked back, kicked in the crotch of the other, both men It was a scream, one fell to the ground with his legs in one, the other fell off with a wooden stick in his hand, and raised his hand to cover the **** nose.

Yang Ning shook his head, his opponent was really not challenging, which made his sense of accomplishment almost zero.

Yang Ning looked up to the front, and there was a man holding a wooden stick, looking at it dumbly.

Yang Ning raised his arm and pointed at the stick, and said to the last man, "Come on, it's your turn!"

Ben had a somewhat stiff and weak body. After two activities, he was quite comfortable.

The man glanced at some of his companions, shaking the hand holding the stick, and suddenly dropped the stick on the ground, barely laughing: "Little Diao Er, I ... I won't fight you ... ...! "

"Little Diao Er?" Yang Ning stunned for the second time he heard this title, "What little Diao Er?" Can't help but take a wooden stick and walked forward two steps.

The man was shocked and saw that Yang Ning's stick was still pointing at himself, and immediately said with pity: "Little Diaoer, this ... this is not my idea, I ... I was also forced ... "..." Raised his finger to the Beatles whose arms were removed by Yang Ning. "Yes ... it's a monkey, it's all monkey's idea ...!"

Yang Ning glanced at the Beatles, frowned, realized what he was, lowered his head and looked at himself, his face suddenly changed.

It was strange that he saw these people's clothes were rotten, and at this time he found that his clothes were worse than theirs, and his ripped clothes showed a large area of ​​stained skin.

He looked around. It was a very dim place, surrounded by mottled walls, and there was a bonfire on the side. A crackling sound came from above his head. Yang Ning looked up and saw that the roof was covered with thatch Paved, and there are many gaps, many places are leaking rain.

Selling cakes!

Yang Ning is sure that he is dreaming, but this dream seems too real.

"Little Diaoer, you ... are you alive?" A surprise voice sounded, and the guy who was besieged by several people looked up at this time, and his swollen nose and face could not hide his surprise.

Seeing that face, Yang Ning suddenly felt dizzy in his head. It was at this moment that there were many scenes in his head. The pictures were interlaced, and the face in front of him was so clear.

What happened? Where is this place?

The man in front of him looked forty or fifty years old, and his figure was thin, his shirt was open, his shriveled chest was exposed, his bones were thin, his ribs were clearly visible.

The environment around him was unfamiliar, Yang Ning looked at his hand, and the wooden stick fell off.

This hand ... is obviously not your own hand, although the hand is also somewhat calloused, but this hand is obviously much smaller than its own hands.

Shocked, Yang Ning touched his face with his hands. He was very familiar with the outline of his face, but this is obviously not his own face. This face is much thinner than himself, and the corners do not seem to be fully open. The original face with very sharp edges and even a little three-dimensional appearance is completely different.

Yang Ning couldn't help but soften his legs and sat down with one butt, and his head was dazed.

Seeing Yang Ning like this, the beaten elder was worried: "Little Sable, you ... what's wrong with you?"

Yang Ning suddenly raised his head, beckoning to the man who had not been beaten by himself. The man hesitated for a moment, and finally approached the past uneasy.

"My name is Xiao Dier?" Yang Ning asked, staring at the man.

The man nodded immediately.

"Where is this place?" Yang Ning asked the second question.

The man busy said: "This is the land temple in the west of the city."

"Land Temple?" Yang Ning couldn't help sweeping around again, thinking that the land master was really suffocating. "Why am I here? You said the west of the city ... which city is this?"

"Huize City!" The man immediately said: "Huaishui is more than a hundred miles to the north. Little ... Xiao Dier, you ... don't you remember? You arrived in the city six months ago. Here, I was later recruited by the boss Fang, and now he is also a disciple. "

"Wait a minute!" Yang Ning said horrifiedly: "Beggar? What do you mean?" After looking at the clothes of several people, my heart sank. "You mean, are you all beggars?"

"You are too." The man kindly reminded, "We are all disciples of the beggars." He asked with a trace of sympathy and courage: "Little Diao Er, are you ... are you sick?" Have you forgotten? "

"Beggar? Little Diaoer? Huize City?" Yang Ning raised his hand and pinched his arm, feeling full of pain, his face was more solemn, and he understood what, "Grandma's, this ... this is The rhythm of crossing? "

"Crossing?" The man asked humbly, "What does crossing mean?"

Yang Ning said angrily: "Don't care what it means, I ask you, that ...!" Pointed the guy who hummed over his shoulder and said: "Is it a monkey? What idea did he come up with?"

"This ...!" The man glanced at the monkey, and weighed the strength of both sides in his heart, before saying: "The monkey thought you were going to die, forcing the old tree bark to roll out of the temple of the earth. Little Diaoer. ..... this, I do n’t agree with it, but if I do n’t agree, he will even drive me out. "

"Old bark?" Yang Ning glanced at the old beggar. Many pictures appeared again in his mind. Among them was the picture of the old beggar feeding himself. He got up and went up to support the scarred old bark. , The voice is much softer, "You ... are you old bark? Have you been taking care of me?"

The eyes of the old bark were full of joy, and he reached out and touched Yang Ning. Yang Ning was very uncomfortable with an old beggar who caressed his body. The old bark shook his hands a little, and his tone was full of concern: "Little Sable, just wake up, God has eyes ..."

Yang Ning doesn't care about God's eyes and eyes, but only what kind of living environment he is now.

"You think I'm going to die, so when this lightning flashes and winds and rains, will this poor old man be driven out of this shelter?" Yang Ning felt that his shot was really correct, looking at the old man with swollen nose and blue face Bark, his voice was cold, "Come all, apologize to the old bark, if he forgive you, UU read www.uukanshu.com this matter, otherwise ...!"

"Don't use it, all ... forget it ..." the old bark hurriedly said.

Yang Ning ignored it and pointed to the monkey who had his arm removed: "You, come here ..."

The monkey's arm was unloaded and it was painful. When he saw Yang Ning staring at himself coldly, he dared not disobey and moved to the old bark, lowering his head: "Old bark, I ... I was wrong you......!"

"What?" Yang Ning said lightly: "What are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly."

"Old bark, it's my wolf's lungs, yes ... I'm wrong, your lord ... The lord doesn't remember the villain, forgive me this time ..." a few words said Finished, the monkey was already sweating on his forehead.

The monkey opened his mouth, and the others no longer hesitated and came over one after another, "Old bark, we ... we are confused for a while, so don't keep in mind, in the future ... we will never dare to do this again in the future. Treat you ... "

The old bark was bullied by others. At this time, when I saw several people kneeling down and apologizing to him, I was at a loss for a moment, and I could only say: "You got up, all ..... all passed ... "

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