Rebirth of the Auto Giant

Chapter 248 Your uncle is still your uncle

In the yard, Zhang Long and Yang Degang got into a good posture.

Zhang Long was holding a 15 centimeter long dagger, which was somewhat similar to a saber. Zhang Long was more accustomed to using this dagger, and it was also a type of weapon he often used.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are considered to be the kings of soldiers. In terms of gun battles, Yang Degang must have been killed instantly. I don't know what the current situation is, because the two of them fought in close combat.

Yang Degang was holding a big knife.

"That's it." Mr. Yang said.

The two nodded, as if they had heard it.

Although Yang Degang is famous in society and has the title of "the number one killer in Beijing", that is for ordinary people in society. Who is Zhang Long? He is a veteran of the scouts. To put it more clearly, he is the species that came later.

He is a special type of soldier among the soldiers, and has fought many actual battles, and has excellent military quality. Judging from the aura of the entire fight, Yang Degang fell behind.

Although Yang Degang has obtained the true inheritance of Mr. Yang, he has never experienced actual combat and has never killed anyone. Although his sword skills are also excellent, it depends on who uses them.

Yang Degang, who had never experienced life-or-death combat, could not let go of his hands and feet during the fight, and his movements were not crisp. In addition, the physical fitness of the two was very different. Within two moves, Mr. Yang knew that his grandson was definitely no match.

On the other hand, Zhang Long had experienced many life-and-death battles. He was fierce, his fighting style was straight-forward, and his moves were deadly. This was the first time Yang Degang had fought against such a master. Faced with Zhang Long's fighting style, he quickly saw how powerful it was.

weak.

Zhang Long used Yang Degang's straight-hand knife to quickly penetrate Yang Degang's inner door. His left hand clasped the opponent's tiger's mouth like lightning and twisted it outward. Yang Degang's elbow joint was twisted backwards, and he made a sound and had to put down his hand.

's broadsword.

The big knife fell downwards, Zhang Long swept the handle with his foot, and the knife shot straight out with a swish sound, like a sharp arrow from the string, and with a bang, it sank three centimeters deep into a pillar in the courtyard.

This action was like Zhang Long kicking a mouse on the street without even looking at it. Then, he put a sharp dagger on Yang Degang's neck. "Brother Yang, I'm sorry." After Zhang Long said this, he stood aside.

Mr. Yang said, "Senior Yang, this junior was reckless just now."

Who is Mr. Yang? He is a man who walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Countless Japs died in his hands. When he saw that his grandson could not survive ten moves in the opponent's hands, he was not angry but happy, and said: "You kid

, Now you know that there is heaven outside the world, there are people outside the world, and the strong will have its own hand, right?"

"Grandpa, my skills are inferior to others, and I have embarrassed you." Yang Degang looked at his grandfather and said with shame.

"Humph, it's better to lose face than lose your life. This is a normal competition. If it were on the battlefield and Zhang Long was your enemy, you would have been killed by the enemy within two moves just now." Zhang Long looked at it just now.

I deliberately gave up a few moves on my face. If I went all out on the battlefield, Mr. Yang was sure that his grandson would be killed within two moves.

"Don't usually think that you are any good outside. You are facing ordinary gangsters. If you really meet a master like Zhang Long, you can meet the King of Hell within two moves."

"The same sword technique will have different power if used by different people. Just stand aside and take a closer look." After speaking, Mr. Yang stretched out his hand to his grandson. Yang Degang threw the big knife in his hand towards his grandpa, and Mr. Yang took it.

Crossing the sword, walked towards the middle and stood in front of Zhang Long.

"Junior is offended." Zhang Long said to Mr. Yang with his hands raised.

"If you have any skills, just use them and let me see your fighting power." Mr. Yang said.

"Okay!" Zhang Long responded.

Mr. Yang looked at Zhao Hu and Yang Degang who were standing aside and said, "You two, watch carefully. I will only practice it once." After saying that, he took a deep breath.

As Mr. Yang took a deep breath, he saw the old man's chest bulging as high as a rubber ball, and his clothes moved without the wind, making a snapping sound.

"Is this...Qigong?" Wang Shi was shocked when he saw this scene, which was like what he saw on TV. Wang Shi was not afraid of making any noise, so he had to watch quietly.

Mr. Yang was so angry that his Dantian was filled with anger, and the pores all over his body stood up.

…

The result was obvious: Zhang Long was "taught a lesson".

Mr. Yang was "teaching" and explaining at the same time. He explained every move of the sword technique in detail, including all the key points.

"Thank you for your advice, senior." Zhang Long endured the pain everywhere in his body and saluted Mr. Yang with his hands.

"I'm old." Mr. Yang finished his exercise. He was very tired, as if he had just donated blood, and his face was much paler.

"Senior!" Zhang Long is currently supporting Mr. Yang.

"Grandpa!" Yang Degang also walked up.

"It's okay, it's okay, just take it slow." Mr. Yang waved his hand and said.

Everyone helped Mr. Yang to the side and sat down, and Mr. Yang began to sit cross-legged and meditate.

Liu Heng and Li Chengru on one side were already stunned.

"I can't even write such a wonderful script." Liu Heng said secretly.

"It turns out that there is really a way to kill people. Who said that traditional martial arts can't kill people." Li Chengru said.

"Hoo!" After a long time, Mr. Yang opened his eyes and exhaled a stream of turbid air. He saw a meter-long line of gas shooting straight out of Mr. Yang's mouth.

Several people's eyes widened.

"Mr. Yang, is this... qigong?" Wang Shi asked in a low voice.

"Well, this is a set of internal martial arts skills passed down from our sect, which are combined with sword skills. I am old now, and I am very tired from doing it all at once." Mr. Yang said and stood up.

Everyone returned to their arms.

"I rarely use this set of inner martial arts in front of the world. You just need to know it and don't spread it to others." Mr. Yang looked at everyone and said.

"Yeah." Everyone nodded in unison.

"Mr. Yang, I have another unkind request. I know what I said is a bit unreasonable. You see, can your technique be passed on to the two of them? Of course, I can buy it with money. You can tell me how much it is.

Count, you can ask for money or a house. I have a few yards over there at Shichahai. You can pick one at will." Wang Shi saw that there really is an internal martial art, which is not bad. If the two bodyguards also learn it, then

It adds another layer of protection to yourself.

"You kid, you really haven't left anything behind." Mr. Yang looked at Wang Shi and said, "This internal martial arts technique is useless to you. It is also very expensive to practice and requires many kinds of precious Chinese herbal medicines.

It is effective, but it is too late for the two of them to practice now, and the effect is not good."

"Grandpa, why have I never seen you speak to me before?" Yang Degang said.

"What's the use of telling you? With our family's conditions, we didn't have enough to eat in the early years. Can we afford those precious Chinese herbal medicines?"

"If I didn't have internal strength to cooperate with me, why do you think I could kill dozens of little devils by myself? I'd be so tired that I would kill you," said Mr. Yang.

"Mr. Yang, I have money." Wang Shi patted himself and said.

"Well..." Mr. Yang looked at Wang Shi and pondered, and finally said: "Speaking of which, I have already handed over this set of exercises to the state, but you two were also sent from above. It would not be bad to pass it on to you now.

As for the rules, let’s do this.” Mr. Yang thought for a while and then said.

"This place is too small. Please give me a bigger yard so that I can grow flowers." Mr. Yang said.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Yang. In this case, Brother Yang will stop working in the cement factory and come to work at the base tomorrow. The dust in the cement is really harmful to the body. You will know after a long time." Wang Shi said.

Next, the old man told Liu Heng some of the deeds of Big Sword King Wu, and the two of them went back.

Wang Shi and the others stayed. The old man told Wang Shi the formula and asked Wang Shi to send someone to buy it, and then gave it to Mr. Yang to cook into a herbal soup. Yang Degang, Zhang Long and the others practiced sword skills and soaked medicine to practice internal strength.

Although it is already late, it is better than nothing, at least better than ordinary people.

The next day, Wang Shi took Mr. Yang to Shichahai to choose a house.

Wang Shi bought two more courtyard houses in Shichahai, a total of 7 courtyards, all of which are connected into one piece. The smallest one has three entrances, and the largest one has four or five entrances and a courtyard of 1,500 square meters.

The owners all immigrated to the United States.

During the reforms in the early 1980s, many wealthy Chinese immigrated to the United States, which has become a trend now.

Mr. Yang chose a three-story courtyard house at the end. He was very satisfied with this place. He could go to Shichahai to play with birds and play chess with old people of the same age.

Wang Shi also gave Mr. Yang 100,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a pension.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also stayed at Mr. Yang's place. In the evening, the two of them returned here to soak in potions and practice internal skills.