After traveling through time, I taught cultivation in kindergarten

After the meal, the old man was very happy.

Old Wu got what he wanted and left humming a song.

Tang Yifeng organized a group of young faculty members to continue eating and drinking. When everyone saw that the respected seniors had left, Tang Yifeng, although the boss, was a young man after all, soon lost his previous reserve and ate and drank with an open stomach.

After coming out of the restaurant, because they had to go to class the next day, everyone did not drink and dispersed directly.

Tang Yifeng was about to go to the parking lot. When he passed the alley next to him, he heard a muffled groan from inside.

His spiritual consciousness accidentally swept over and found a man lying on his side against the wall with his hands on his stomach. Not far from him, there was a group of people. Those people had fierce faces and held iron bars and knives.

The leader was a sturdy man wearing a black T-shirt, with a dark blue dragon tattooed on his arm. He raised his foot and kicked the man lying on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly grabbed his leg and twisted it hard. The sturdy man yelled again and raised his hand to stab him with a knife.

Tang Yifeng clearly saw a cut on the man's stomach, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

Originally, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he was definitely not a good person if he dared to carry a controlled knife in the city!

The man lying on the ground was righteous and his eyes were firm. Tang Yifeng raised his hand slightly, and the sturdy man who was originally going to teach the man a lesson and several people behind him were instantly thrown out.

Seven or eight people fell on the wall at the same time. Fortunately, the wall was strong, otherwise it would not be able to bear the force of their fall.

The person who was pressed against the wall by his own boss was the worst. He was vomiting blood, and it was obvious that his internal organs were bleeding.

The black-clad sturdy man looked around vigilantly but saw no one. The man lying on the ground was already dying, and it was impossible for him to have such a strong force to lift them off.

"Who is it?" The sturdy man shouted angrily.

The little followers beside him also looked around. Tang Yifeng was not so stupid as to expose himself directly in front of them.

Although these people were easy for him to deal with, there was no need to bring too much trouble to himself.

He walked slowly to the other side of the alley and stood against the wall.

The alley was quite deep, and they could not see the side in front.

This strange situation still made the group of people a little panic.

"Old, boss, is something wrong?" A little follower beside him said to the sturdy man while looking around.

The sturdy man's eyes were sharp, and he scolded: "Shut up! Deal with him first." He gestured to the man next to him to deal with it, and secretly made a gesture to the people behind him.

The two people behind him quickly went back and forth in the alley.

Hey, there is still some wisdom. Tang Yifeng exerted pressure on them, and instantly made the group of people kneel on the ground.

"Boss, there is really something wrong here! Is it, is there a ghost?" The little minions were really panicked.

No matter how you look at it, there are only them and this half-dead man in this alley. This man can be beaten like this, and it is impossible for him to stand up.

But now this sudden feeling of being pressed down by a thousand pounds on the body, is it really not a ghost pressing on the bed?

No, they don't have a bed. This may be a ghost! The more they think about it, the more panicked the minions are now just wanting to escape.

While the strong man angrily scolded them for talking nonsense, his heart began to beat. He, Hu Laosan, has done bad things for so many years, but he has never encountered such a situation.

If it is a ghost, I am not afraid of even the dead, so why should I be afraid of this thing?

Although he thought so, he was a little scared when he couldn't stand up.

The younger brothers next to him had already started to kowtow and beg for mercy, "Grandpa Ghost, we were wrong, please let me go."

"Please let me go, I promise to burn incense for you every New Year and every festival."

......

Tang Yifeng didn't expect that this group of people would mistake him for a ghost. Seeing that the man spit out blood and was about to die, he didn't care about the group of people kowtowing on the ground, and knocked everyone out in an instant.

In a flash, he came to the injured man and looked at the wounds on his body. It was no wonder that he had so much blood.

He took out a rejuvenation pill that the children had refined and given to him before. In just a moment, the man's wounds slowly healed.

The man slowly opened his eyes and saw Tang Yifeng squatting beside him looking at him.

"You are... Tang Yifeng?"

Tang Yifeng was stunned. Does this man know him?

Seeing Tang Yifeng looking at him with some confusion, the man said: "I am He Xuyao, He Xuyan's brother."

He Xuyan? Tang Yifeng remembered

Isn't this his childhood friend? The original owner and He Xuyan grew up together. They used to sneak out to play games in high school, and they always cooperated with each other.

However, He Xuyan went abroad to study after graduating from high school. The original owner sighed that this guy was disloyal and went out to be free and easy.

I didn't expect to meet his brother now.

Seeing He Xuyao's bloody face, Tang Yifeng said, "Brother Yao, what happened? Do you want to call the police?"

He Xuyao ​​also reacted and looked around quickly. Seeing a group of people lying on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, "No need to call the police, I lost my phone, can I take your call?"

Tang Yifeng took out his phone and handed it to He Xuyao, and saw him make a call, said a few simple words, and then hung up.

"Thank you, Yifeng." After thanking him, He Xuyao ​​realized that his wound had healed.

He carefully checked the previous injuries on his body and the stomach that was cut by the knife, and there was no trace.

If he had not felt the pain of death before, he would have doubted whether he was dreaming.

"What's going on? My injury?" He looked at Tang Yifeng, who smiled awkwardly, "This, when I found you, these people were already lying on the ground."

He Xuyao ​​looked at him suspiciously, clearly not believing what he said.

Tang Yifeng looked around and said, "By the way, Brother Xu, why are you here?"

He remembered that He Xuyan had said a few years ago that his brother had been abroad and rarely came home.

Tang Yifeng had seen him when he was in the first year of high school, and he went home for the Chinese New Year at that time, but he didn't come back for the Chinese New Year in the following years.

It's been so long, and He Xuyao ​​can still remember him. His memory is amazing.

He Xuyao: "I returned to China this year." He obviously didn't want to talk about why he was being hunted today.

Tang Yifeng didn't know what to say, "That's quite a coincidence, Xuyan went abroad, and you returned."

"Yeah." The two stared at each other, and Tang Yifeng said, "Brother Xu, do you want to change clothes? My house is quite close to here."

He Xuyao ​​thought of the phone call he had just made, and estimated that the person would be here soon, so he said to Tang Yifeng, "Then thank you for your help."

The two walked out of the alley. He Xuyao's current appearance was a bit too eye-catching. He took off his coat, wiped his face with his clothes, and covered the blood on his chest. For a while, no one noticed.

Soon, the two got in the car.

Just after walking for a while, a team of people in combat uniforms quietly walked into the alley. When they saw the person lying on the ground, they didn't say anything, made a gesture, and led the person on the ground away in an orderly manner.