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Originally, if Zhang Yang didn't say this, Lin Pingzhi would definitely stop him, but as soon as Zhang Yang said this, even Lin Pingzhi's expression changed when he looked at the player who fell to the ground.

The player who fell to the ground opened his mouth and said hurriedly: "I..."

How could Zhang Yang give him a chance to explain? When the player opened his mouth, Zhang Yang kicked him in the face and cursed: "You didn't curse enough, did you? We, Mr. Lin Zhennan, are you.

Are you scolding me? You still open your mouth!"

He kicked me up again: "Back then, our Lin family was also a prominent figure in the world. Which sect didn't give us some face? You actually want to fuck our master, and you also said that our master is a treacherous villain. You really don't want to live.

about you!"

Zhang Yang kicked him four or five times in a row, causing the fallen player's mouth to bleed from the kicks.

"What!? He said my father is a villain?" Lin Pingzhi's anger was instantly ignited, and then he shouted: "Zhang Yang, let's beat him together!"

Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly and watched Lin Pingzhi rush over and pick up the player's collar, and then began to slap and wave his fists. Zhang Yang's heart twitched, and he was even more cruel than him!

No one would feel comfortable being scolded by someone's biological father in a daze. Lin Pingzhi was very angry now. He punched the player in the face angrily. It was not enough to relieve his anger. He thought those injuries were just caused by Zhang Yang.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get, and the angrier I get, the stronger I become...

At this time, even if the player wanted to fight back, it was impossible. He looked at Huashan leader Yue Buqun for help, but when he saw Yue Buqun shaking his head slightly, the player's heart dropped.

"Master, Master, don't be impulsive! He will be beaten to death in a moment!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yang hurriedly picked up Lin Pingzhi, then took the opportunity to kick the player in the stomach several times and said: "Master

, you are too aggressive..." Another kick, "It's so cruel."

Lin Pingzhi said angrily: "Zhang Yang, don't stop me, he actually called my father, I have to throw him into the sea today!"

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "Master, let me help you."

"He's not sensible, let's forget it. I believe he will never dare to scold your father." Yue Buqun finally couldn't bear it anymore and stopped Lin Pingzhi and Zhang Yang who were about to throw the player into the sea, but his eyes were fixed on

Zhang Yang's meaning is very obvious.

Zhang Yang shrugged, and then said: "Young master, yes, although he scolded me for giving birth to a child without a butt, this beating is enough."

"What? He said I don't have an asshole?!" Lin Pingzhi's eyes widened, "Throw it away!"

"Plop!"

The player was thrown directly into the sea, and after taking several mouthfuls of seawater, Laudno jumped in and fished him out.

"I hope you can forget what upset you just now. Why don't you go to our tea shed to drink some tea to relieve your anger?" Yue Buqun asked.

"No need!" Lin Pingzhi snorted and said, "Zhang Yang, let's go back to the ship!"

Zhang Yang nodded and said: "Master, let's get on the boat."

Lin Pingzhi strode towards the boat on the shore. Zhang Yang was naturally very happy. He was worried that he would not have a chance to discuss going to Fuzhou with Lin Pingzhi. Now the opportunity was about to come.

Yue Lingshan still wanted to stop Lin Pingzhi, but when she saw Yue Buqun shaking his head, Yue Lingshan had no choice but to stop.

"Laudenuo, carry him back, it's embarrassing!" Yue Buqun snorted as he looked at the boat rowing away.

Lauderno nodded quickly, carried the injured player on his back, and then followed Yue Buqun and Yue Lingshan away along the avenue.

Lin Pingzhi was sitting on the boat. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He glanced at Zhang Yang and said, "Zhang Yang, thank you. It was also because of your help that my seasickness was much better. Today, if you hadn't put that insult to my father in advance,

If someone had been beaten down, I'm afraid he would have run away long ago."

Zhang Yang showed bitterness on his face and said: "Young Master, you are right to say that, but there is one thing I don't know whether I should tell you or not."

"What happened?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Zhang Yang sighed: "Forget it, I can't tell you about this."

"What on earth is going on!" Lin Pingzhi was a little anxious.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, I'm not sure, but I seem to have heard Madam mention the sword manual to ward off evil spirits, as if she came from some Fuzhou... or some alley."

"Fuzhou Xiangyang Lane!" Lin Pingzhi said hurriedly.

Zhang Yang nodded: "Yes, yes! It's Xiangyang Lane, Fuzhou!"

"Where is the anti-evil sword manual hidden?" Lin Pingzhi's eyes widened, he was silent for a while, and then said firmly: "Zhang Yang, we are not going back to the ship. We will stop at the shore and we will go back to Fuzhou!"

"Hey!" Zhang Yang smiled very happily, he was just waiting for this sentence, otherwise he would have been wandering on the shore!

The boat stopped at the shore. Lin Pingzhi jumped off the boat and strode forward. Zhang Yang followed closely behind Lin Pingzhi.

Zhang Yang thinks that even if other players know Fuzhou Xiangyang Lane, they may not know that house. Anyway, he doesn’t remember it that clearly. He just watched a TV series. Who the hell remembers the house number?

Not long after, Zhang Yang and Lin Pingzhi arrived at a nearby town.

When we arrived at the small town, Lin Pingzhi suddenly said: "Oh no! I forgot to bring my money. Without horses, we can't get to Fuzhou at all!"

Zhang Yang curled his lips, took out the money bag from his arms, and said, "I remember it, young master, let's go."

Just as Lin Pingzhi was about to take the money bag, Zhang Yang put the money bag in his arms again. Lin Pingzhi felt more at ease when he thought that Zhang Yang was his personal servant.

It was getting dark, and Zhang Yang and Lin Pingzhi unanimously decided to stay here for the night.

After requesting an ordinary guest room at the inn, and watching Lin Ping go upstairs, Zhang Yang quickly ran towards the outside of the inn, and soon ran to the blacksmith shop he had just passed.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!" The blacksmith's muscles made people dizzy, and he hit the iron piece with a hammer very powerfully.

Zhang Yang hurriedly asked: "Do you have any ready-made long swords?"

"Do you want a good officer or an ordinary one?" the blacksmith glanced at Zhang Yang's servant uniform and frowned.

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said: "Nonsense! Of course it's better. Bring me your best sword."

With that said, Zhang Yang strode into the steaming blacksmith shop. Another shirtless man in the blacksmith shop took out a long box from the room, then opened the long box and said: "This is the Qingfeng sword made of cold iron!

Blow out your hair!"

Zhang Yang took out his long sword and pulled it out of its sheath. Looking at the cold sword, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction and said, "How much silver?"

"Fifty taels."

"Twenty taels!" Zhang Yang bargained.

"At least forty taels!" the shirtless man gritted his teeth and said.

"Forty-two taels! Thirty-five taels, okay, I'll take it," Zhang Yang said.

The shirtless man nodded: "Okay! Just thirty-five taels!"