Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

() The banquet was finally coming to an end. The second senior brother glanced at Yang Ling and said, "Boss, your eyes are very wrong. Why do you want to hit the Goryeo envoy again?"

"Do you think I am the kind of low-level and interesting person?" Yang Ling said with dissatisfaction: "I still want to beat the short man of Fusang now."

"The Fusang messenger didn't mess with you. If he just looked at the boss's wife a few more times, it would be too unfair. All the men in the audience looked at the boss's wife. Do you want to beat them all?"

Yang Ling said furiously: "Are you the boss or I the boss? Besides, these two countries will rob our country's ancestors thousands of years later, and the other will be even more ruthless. rob our country's women and land. Do you think you

Can you bear it?"

"I've endured it! The land and women are not mine anyway!" The second senior brother said indifferently.

"You bastard, I represent the country and the people, I, I will starve you to death!" Yang Ling was angry and roared: "Your nation's scum, if you don't hit him today, I will drive you out tomorrow.

See what else in this world will take you as a foodie!"

"Boss, don't be angry. You have violated the anger precept like this," the second senior brother stopped him and said, "Whoever scolds him for being 25?"

"Isn't it all just making you angry?" Yang Ling said: "After the banquet is over, we will take action."

"Actually, that short man, I think it's enough to have you, and there's no need for me to take action?" The second senior brother continued to forcefully.

"I have a knife on my body. If I have something, it will be too late to save me!" Yang Ling explained.

"Hey, why didn't I see someone with a knife on him? Boss, how did you know?" The second senior brother said curiously.

"Their nation is a lowly nation. It is normal to carry a knife with you. Do you think this explanation is reasonable?" Yang Ling said.

The second senior brother continued to ask, and Yang Ling shouted, "You are fucking, do you think you are an antenna baby? I will do it if I ask you, please stop asking questions, and act in a while."

Finally, when the whole banquet was about to end, Old Man Shen stood up with a smile and said, "Everyone, this state banquet is almost over. Please rest in the hotel."

Old man Shen had spoken, so naturally everyone would not say bad things. They stood up one after another and prepared to say goodbye. At this time, Yang Ling also stood up and gave the second senior brother a look, preparing to let him find a secluded place with him for a while.

, beat the short slut of Fusang, and I believe that in a thousand years, the people will remember their national heroes. Maybe they have to build a monument of merit and let their name be passed down forever.

Just when Yang Ling was in a mess, he said that Shi Chi was about to come. The second senior brother rushed out like a Li Xian arrow, kicked the Fusang short slut to the ground with a single leg, and then his fists and feet fell on him like a storm.

Yang Ling looked at it while baring his teeth. This is too cruel. Whoever says that monks are compassionate. This is related to their own job, and monks will also work hard, not to mention that the second senior brother is not a pure one.

Monk.

"Bridged bean sack," the fusang slut, raised a hand with difficulty and asked, "Why hit me?"

The second senior brother touched his big bald head and said in a depressed manner: "Actually, I don't want to hit you personally, but my boss wants to hit you very much. If I don't hit you, he will drive me away.

So I think you should die if you don’t die. I will suffer a little grievance. Be good, bear it for a few seconds and then you will pass.”

"Then can I ask you, who is your boss? Why do you hit me?" Fusang's short slut continued to ask.

"I can still answer you this question," the second senior brother smiled very kindly, his subordinates kept turning around and shouting to Yang Ling: "Boss, he wants to know why you are hitting him."

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and walked to the second senior brother, saying dissatisfiedly: "You guy, didn't I say you, you acted like a look at me? Why did you suddenly start and catch me off guard!"

"Yes, you can do it according to your eyes!" The second senior brother said innocently: "Didn't you give me eyes just now?"

"I just asked you to go out. Your understanding ability is very problematic." Yang Ling said dissatisfied.

"Wait a minute, you haven't told me yet why you hit me!" Fusang's short slut asked with difficulty.

"Irregular!" Yang Ling gave him a blank look and said, "Didn't you see the two of us talking? Do you know that the students who like to interrupt are the most annoying. You guys, aren't you going to stand up straight and say hi if you are beaten?

?You didn't ask questions."

Yang Ling continued to ask the second senior brother: "Where did we just talk about it? I forgot about this bastard when he interrupted it."

"Ah, nothing, nothing," the second senior brother would not admit that there was something wrong with his understanding ability and continued to ask, "Then will you still hit him?"

"So cruel, it doesn't fit my always gentle image," Yang Ling twisted his body shyly, then said with his eyes: "How can you do this fight without a weapon? Second senior brother, hold him down,

I'll look for any weapons that are handy."

Yang Ling looked around and wanted to take off his boots. Considering that Hong Kong feet, a powerful killer, was a type of killing one thousand enemies, which was a type of self-destruction of eight hundred, Yang Ling gave up this idea. Fortunately, she was lucky.

Stephen Chow taught Yang Ling that the folding stool is easy to get, and it can also sit and hide murderous intent. Even if it is caught by Jing, it cannot be sued. It is not a loss that it is the first of the seven weapons. There is no folding stool at the scene, but there is a square stool.

Yang Ling took a handful in his hand. Although it was not a folding stool, it weighed just the right amount and was cheaper. Even if it was discounted, it would not be a pity. If Old Man Shen pursued it, he would have to pay him back seven or eight.

Yang Ling took a square stool, walked to the Fusang short stool, and said condescendingly: "Don't say I'm bullying you, this is a good square stool, made of high-quality wood, weighing six pounds and seven ounces, bastard, Liang

weapon!"

"Boss, I think he may not be able to ignite his weapons anymore. You should just beat him up. After the beating, let's go home for a midnight snack." The second senior brother reminded.

"He is not in a hurry. Why are you anxious? You foodie!" Yang Ling gave the second senior brother a dissatisfied look. This foodie brought out was really not in line with his image of Yushu Linfeng. However, even though he thought so, Yang Ling still had a slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight slight

Without hesitation, he smashed the square stool in his hand at the Fusang short squad and shouted: "You are a scum! Scum! I will judge you on behalf of the Chinese people in future generations!"

Of course, everyone was alarmed by such a big scene. The security guard wanted to go forward and pull it away at the first time, but unexpectedly, he was stopped by Old Man Shen. Although he didn't know what Yang Ling was thinking, Old Man Shen thought Yang Ling must have

My own reason, since that's the case, let Yang Ling fight happily. Anyway, he is an envoy from a barbarian land hanging overseas. If he fights, he will fight. What can you do to me?

Envoys from various countries gathered together and watched Yang Ling smash the envoys from Fusang one after another. Except for the envoys of Liao, the rest of their hearts were full of ups and downs, and they all wondered if this was a warning from Cheng Dynasty to their country.

The envoy of the country stood beside Old Man Shen, smiling and watching everything in the field, and from time to time put forward some suggestions for improvement on Yang Ling's posture. The one who was a little lucky in his heart was the envoy of Goryeo. Fortunately, Yang Ling didn't use a weapon just now, otherwise he would have been

If you go on a mission to the court, you may really have no return.

Fusang's short slut, who was beaten up by Yang Ling, finally burst into wild xing at this time. He screamed "ah" and broke free from the second senior brother's shackles. He stood up with blood on his face and took it out of his arms.

A small sword pulled out the sheath, pointed at Yang Ling and shouted: "You despicable Central Plains people, you insulted our Yamato nation like this. I want to fight you one-on-one and let you die."

Yang Ling held the square stool and looked at the weapons in his hands. Then he looked at the weapons in other people's hands. However, he still felt that his chance of winning might be greater, but how could Yang Ling fight him one-on-one? Yang Ling said to his second senior brother: "Look."

, I said that someone had a knife, you don’t believe it yet! You should believe it now?"

The second senior brother also asked strangely: "Boss, you are so amazing. How did you know he has a knife?"

"Nonsense! Of course I know!" Yang Ling swayed his bangs and said, "If you don't understand their nation, you are the most cruel and unruly. You are cruel to others and yourself, but their knife is used to be at any time.

Preparing to commit suicide by septum.”

Yang Ling smiled and said to the Fusang short slut, "You can see clearly. That is the little sword you used to commit suicide by committing suicide by separatism. Are you afraid of insulting your own Bushido Jingji?"

Sure enough, when Yang Ling said this, Fusang's short slut was stunned, thinking that it seemed to be right. This knife cannot be used to chop people around. Yang Ling took advantage of his stunned kung fu and stepped forward and quickly knocked out the

Then he continued to swing the square stool and smashed it down one by one, shouting: "Will you point him at me with a knife? Is it a one-on-one fight? I can be both literary and martial, and I hit the North Nursing Home and kick the Southern Kindergarten.

, Look at your frustration and want to fight me one-on-one? Bah! You should go back and drink some protein powder first and grow taller before you get it!"

Old Man Shen saw that Yang Ling seemed to have beaten up enough, then signaled to the security guards around him, stepped forward and separated the two people, and then ordered someone to help the Fusang envoy up. However, Old Man Shen ignored him and walked to Yang Ling and asked:

"Boy, what are you doing? Why did you beat Fusang messenger for no reason?"

Yang Ling said indifferently: "Does there still need a reason to fight? Judging from your appearance, you seem to have to ask me for a reason. In this way, I think his appearance is hindering the appearance, which not only affects others' mood of eating, but also is afraid that he will go out and scare the children.

, Is this a reason to affect their normal physical and mental development?"

"Okay, okay, you've beaten me too," Old Man Shen smiled bitterly, "This winter, you're so angry, you'd better go back early to rest. I really can't figure out how I would agree to you.

of?"

Yang Ling was persuaded by Old Man Shen. As soon as he walked to the door, he turned back and pointed to the Fusang short man and said, "Also, go back and tell you the lord that the Diaoyu Islands belong to us!" After that, he walked out without looking back.

Only the domineering back is left, hiding the merits and fame.