Evil Hero

Behind the round-toed black cloth shoes, a pair of grey homespun pants appeared, followed by a wrinkled old face, unkempt grey hair, and a few sparse white beards fluttering in front of his chest.

Zhang Yang could see clearly that the person who got off the car was an old man dressed in rustic clothes. Zhang Yang looked at the old man in homespun clothes in front of him and couldn't help laughing in his heart. If he hadn't seen him coming out of the car, he would have really thought that this was a dead ghost who had just crawled out of the grave.

However, Zhang Yang knew that the more such people were, the more they should not be underestimated. But seeing the pomp of someone opening the car door for the old man when he came out, and the extremely respectful demeanor of the people in front and behind him when he stood out, Zhang Yang knew that this old guy would definitely not be as simple as he looked.

If that were the case, his family would not let him come out again, and he would just wait to die at home.

The old man glanced at Zhang Yang lightly with a pair of turbid eyes. "Oh, you are just a young kid, how come you are said to be unrivaled in the world?" The old man muttered to himself, and said to Zhang Yang: "Little kid, from now on, you leave Jihai. As long as you don't act so arrogantly in the future, maybe you will live to my age."

"Uh..." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say. What the hell is this? He almost got into a car accident, and an old man came out of the car and asked him to leave Jihai? He also threatened that he would keep his tail between his legs in the future, otherwise... Who the hell are you? I don't see that you are almost dying of old age. I will send you back to your hometown with one punch.

"Why, you still don't want to?" The old man looked at Zhang Yang staring at him blankly, and said half-dead. "Young man, don't wait until you lose your life to regret it. I haven't fought with anyone for more than 30 years. Don't force me to break the rules."

Fuck, were you very powerful more than 30 years ago? Why didn't you have posters or photos to promote it?

"Old man, my home is in Jihai, where do you want me to go?" Zhang Yang asked.

"The world is so big, go wherever you can survive." The old man whispered. If Zhang Yang's ears were not so sensitive now, he could hardly hear what the old man said.

"Oh, I think I can only get nourishment in Jihai, I won't go anywhere. Old man, this is halfway up the mountain, the wind is strong, you old man should be careful not to catch a cold, or go back to the car."

"Hmm..." The old man's body suddenly shook, and his eyes, which were turbid just now, flashed with brilliance, staring at Zhang Yang and said: "Little kid, I have given you a chance, don't say that I am bullying the weak. Zhen Gang, throw him down the mountain, it will be bad if a car comes on the road soon."

The man who opened the door for the old man agreed, groaned and walked in front of Zhang Yang, without saying a word, shook his left hand, opened his right hand slightly, and grabbed Zhang Yang's chest.

Zhang Yang chuckled, raised his left arm slightly, and stretched out his hand to hold the hand that was about to grab him. He heard a few muffled sounds, and the man still groaned, but sweat flowed down his face.

"Hmm? It's really interesting." The old man said, and his figure flashed, turning into a gray smoke and flashing in front of Zhang Yang. He was more than ten steps away from Zhang Yang, and he arrived in front of Zhang Yang in the blink of an eye. He was really as fast as a rabbit and as fast as lightning. How could he look like an old man who was about to be buried?

Zhang Yang felt that although this old man looked plain and looked like he was running out of energy, his whole body was full of energy and he couldn't help but be fierce. He was actually the most powerful one he had met since he had superpowers.

The old cat, Jiang Heilong and the bodyguards of the Huang family's third son in the past, combined, did not bring as much pressure to Zhang Yang as this old man now.

However, Zhang Yang was only surprised that such an old guy could have such skills. It would still be difficult to hurt Zhang Yang with these two moves.

Zhang Yang raised his right palm and swung it outwards gently. The old man shouted and retreated faster than when he came. His pale face was flushed.

The old man looked at Zhang Yang, who stood in front of him as quiet as a mountain, and moved forward. But this time Zhang Yang just raised his foot, and the old man retreated back to the original place, looking at Zhang Yang with surprise.

"It's boring." Zhang Yang said lightly, and stood there motionless.

"Alas." The old man sighed: "I didn't expect that I, Duan Nanfeng, could meet such a master of extraordinary skills in my lifetime. Hehe, seventy years of time have been lived in vain."

Then, the energy in his body was exhausted, and he became a dying old man again.

"Young man, although I am very curious about what you have practiced, I guess you won't tell me. I just ask you to spare my apprentice in the future for my sake."

As he said that, the old man slowly turned around and walked to the front of the car. "Alas, I'm really old. I shouldn't have come. Haha, it's really worth the trip." He said, and slowly got into the car.

Before Zhang Yang turned around, the four iron tower-like men who got off the car in front of the Porsche had already panicked and drove the car blocking the way to the side of the road. Zhang Yang chuckled, and with a "ding" sound, he used the remote key to open the electronic lock, opened the car door and got in the car, and drove away under the gazes of several people in the two cars.

"Master, what should we do?" Zhen Gang asked, trying to endure the pain in his hand.

The old man glanced at his apprentice and said, "Let's go, find a place in the city ahead to treat your hand injury. Remember, you are not allowed to have the idea of ​​seeking revenge on that young man in the future, no matter how strong you think your kung fu is, don't go to him..."

Gao Yali patted her chest and forced a smile to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, I was really scared to death just now. What do these people do? Why are they looking for you?"

"Ah..." Sister Gao just slapped her chest. The two protrusions on her chest were trembling up and down, and her mouth was "sweating" in a seductive manner. What did she hear her asking? It wasn't until Gao Yali noticed that Zhang Yang's expression was wrong, and with a blushing face, she stretched out her hand and pinched Zhang Yang's thigh hard that Zhang Yang withdrew his gaze with a cry.

"Hey, sister Yali, what did you just say?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"Huh, what a... bad guy. Let me ask those people why they intercepted you?" Gao Yali didn't know whether it was out of curiosity or concern, but she repeated the question.

"Oh, these guys, who knows what happened, maybe they took the wrong medicine." Zhang Yang was afraid of being pinched again, so he answered quickly this time.

"Humph, it's nonsense. Just forget it if you don't want to say it. By the way, where are we going? This doesn't seem to be the way back to your home?" Looking at Gao Yali's confused eyes, Zhang Yang smiled in his heart, hehe, my dear Ya Sister Li didn’t realize that the route was wrong until now? This is going to cause a big problem.

"Why are you laughing? Look at your **** look." Gao Yali said coquettishly.

"Hey, I'm thinking about where I should go to treat Sister Yali to a big meal, give you a good welcome to Sister Yali, and then where to go to give you a 'suppress' and surprise." He deliberately put ' The word "press" was bitten hard. Before she could finish her words, Gao Yali swung her pink fist.

Alas, damn Duan Nanfeng, you almost ruined my brother's big event. If I can't capture Sister Qinqin Yali today, I will chase you to your house and cripple you.

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