Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Although Sun Chuanshan was born well, his abilities were mediocre.

Whether in the Sun family or in the outside world, he has no sense of existence. Fortunately, in this way, he is usually not found in any danger.

The most dangerous thing I have ever experienced in my life was losing most of my fortune in a casino and almost being beaten to disability by my father. After being cured, I still went my own way.

But this time was different. Facing the smiling, gentle and gentlemanly Meng Zhao, he felt that he might be in danger.

"Meng Zhao, you, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, if something happens to me today, the Sun family will not let you go."

In fact, here we can see the problem of a person's psychological quality.

Meng Zhao obviously acted very friendly, but if he didn't feel guilty, how could he say such a thing?

Sun Chuanshan even wanted to shout immediately, asking his followers to break into the house quickly to protect his safety.

As for martial arts, he relied on the resources brought by his family to develop some internal strength.

After three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, he really has no talent for practicing martial arts. Therefore, he has not yet developed his Dantian, which is the state of acquiring a small amount of success in accumulating energy and turning into the sea.

And Meng Zhao, according to the information he received, was actually able to defeat the masters he sent who were highly accomplished. His martial arts may not be that powerful, but it should be more than enough to kill him instantly.

The pressure brought by strong strength is even greater than the pressure brought by Meng Zhao's identity.

But at this moment, he realized that the two life-saving charms that he usually didn't pay much attention to had been arranged by the round-faced young man to go out to drink wine. Far water could not quench the near thirst.

Inside and outside the house, it was just the two of them.

No, there should be a Han Xiang who embraces the spring, but this woman has no martial arts at all, and Sun Chuanshan doesn't think she has the ability to protect himself.

The house design in Yingchunlu is very particular about sound insulation, and the environment outside the house is noisy and noisy. People are having fun everywhere. Even if he yells, it may not have any effect.

Therefore, at this time, Sun Chuanshan could only use his family background to suppress Meng Zhao in order to save his own life. At the same time, he secretly swore in his heart that if he could escape this disaster, no matter where he went in the future, he would definitely win. Let those two people stay by your side.

Meng Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his dark pupils reflected Sun Chuanshan's stern expression. His smile remained the same, but his voice suddenly became colder, and he said,

"Since Mr. Sun has asked this, Meng Zhao might as well speak frankly.

I have a manor outside Nan'an County. Five days ago, it was visited by thieves.

Not only did they loot two warehouses of precious medicinal materials, burn down thirty acres of the best medicinal fields, but they also killed seven of my nursing staff.

I wonder if Mr. Sun has anything to say about this matter? "

As Meng Zhao spat out each word, Sun Chuanshan was like a clown whose mask was unmasked. His face was pale and bloodless, his eyes instantly lost their luster, and his whole body became limp. If the chair behind him had not had a backrest, he would have been Fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Meng Zhao's expression did not change and he continued,

"In addition, Meng went out to visit the manor today and was attacked on the way. After investigation by his subordinates, it has been found out.

The thieves who attacked me were the same thieves who ransacked the manor five days ago.

Mr. Sun, do you have anything else you want to say? "

Two questions in succession directly shattered the luck in Sun Chuanshan's heart. Fear stung his heart like a poisonous snake. His lips trembled and he forced himself to say,

"I don't understand what you are talking about. Our two families are in the same situation now. I don't want to have anything to do with you."

As he spoke, Sun Chuanshan suddenly stood up and wanted to escape from the room.

He was so scared that he wished he could run away thousands of miles away immediately. He never wanted to see this young man who kept smiling with his eyes narrowed again in this lifetime. That smile was more chilling than the harsh words.

This is a deep-seated fear of death and of people.

It's just that Meng Zhao's reaction was obviously faster, or maybe he had expected it.

Although the right hand was injured, the left hand with the beads was still flexible and stretched out like lightning.

When the palm of his hand fell on Sun Chuanshan's body, his five fingers suddenly spread out, as slender as jade, and directly clasped Sun Chuanshan's right shoulder at the collarbone.

There was no need to use the pure and powerful Arhat Boy Kung, but only the powerful physique and strength tempered by the pure Yang Boy Qi, to directly push the ignorant Sun Chuanshan back to the chair.

This is not an exquisite martial arts move, just an ordinary action made with strong reaction and strength.

Even so, it still gave Sun Chuanshan the illusion that he had used some magical skill.

Sun Chuanshan's expression was tangled. He screamed in pain. His entire right shoulder was completely numb, as if it had been chopped off. He hurriedly said,

"Meng Zhao, if you have something to say, if you have something to say, if you kill me, you won't be able to escape unscathed. Let's discuss it after we finish."

This dandy, who was so majestic and arrogant in front of the girl in Yingchunlou, lowered his head that had been held high in the face of someone stronger, more fierce, and more ruthless.

Perhaps Sun Chuanshan is not a particularly proud person.

It's just that some of his recent actions and practices gave him the illusion that he could do it on his own.

To put it in simpler and more straightforward terms, he floated, swelled, but now he was woken up by someone.

Meng Zhao's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his sword eyebrows moved slightly.

Even though he remained silent, he still exerted a powerful pressure on Sun Chuanshan.

"Master Sun, I have never killed anyone, and I don't want to kill anyone. I came to you today just to ask some questions.

It's just that you don't want to cooperate, so Meng used this method. I hope you won't blame me. "

With that said, Meng Zhao grinned and withdrew his left hand.

Sun Chuanshan looked at his right shoulder. The skin on it was originally white and delicate, and he was obviously pampered. But at this time, five bright red and light blue fingerprints were deeply imprinted on it, making him truly understand that the other party just now How much force was used on his hands.

His shoulder was still not in much pain, but it was numb and had no intuition at all, which made Sun Chuanshan a little scared.

I wonder if Meng Zhao did something to him.

However, Master Sun had no intention of questioning him at this time. He just wanted to get rid of this guy as soon as possible and then find a doctor to treat the injury on his shoulder.

"No blame, no blame, it's Mr. Ben, no, it's me who was rude.

It's just that the two things Mr. Meng said have nothing to do with me, so I don't know how to answer them.

If not, I would like to donate some money to make up for Mr. Meng's losses. What do you think? "

It is impossible to admit it. Once he admits it, God knows what the other party will do to him.

Of course, he also knew that the other party was unlikely to kill him, just as he had never thought of killing him.

However, he is not willing to suffer some physical pain.

That's why Sun Chuanshan wanted to use money to solve this problem.