Rebirth : Thrown Away Youth Returns

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Several black SUV Lexus business cars were parked in a courtyard alley, Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya, and a dozen bodyguards in black clothed black pants stood together.

“Seventh Master is back, why should we come to this place and wait for him.”

“Who knows?”

Wang Wenwu was stubborn with a big cigar, and his face was impatient. If his son was not injured by Zhuo Bufan and no one could get revenge, how could one of his formidable people stand here silly and the others.

As I was talking, two men came to the alley. The man walking in front was about 50 years old. His hair was gray, he was wearing a black centipede button gown, and he could not walk on his heels. Immortal.

The young man behind is about 30 years old, wearing casual clothes, high and mighty, the fox exploits the tiger’s might.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya rushed to meet:

“Seventh Master.”

“Seventh Master.”

Seventh Yang didn’t even look at the two of them, but just clicked nodded, and his posture was very large. Wang Wenwu was in trouble, just lightly snorted.

“Wang Wenwu, you want me to help you get revenge, and Jinling Underworld will use i as Venerable in the future.” Seventh Yang glanced at him, differentiatedly said, as if it should be by rights.

The muscles on Wang Wenwu’s face twitched sharply, and his eyes were empty: “Seventh Master, your appetite is too big.”

“Trifling Jinling Underworld, I really don’t look good, but no matter how mosquito legs are meat, how do you know Jinling is so big and wonderful?” Seventh Yang shaking ones head, as if discussing a bustling city with a hunk The scene is average.

Wang Ya quickly pulled Wang Wenwu and made a meaningful glance to keep him from being impulsive.

“Let’s talk when I’m done with one thing.” Seventh Yang finished speaking, with the young people behind him, strode toward a courtyard.

Wang Wenwu coldly-snorted: “It’s such a big tone to come back a few years after going out, and I’m not afraid to hold myself back.” Finished speaking, he also led along with people.

Seventh Yang stopped at a dojo door, hands behind ones back, raised the head glanced at Nanmu gold paint plaque-“Dragon Tiger Dojo”.

“Master, Master, at the time you said that my mind did not pass Dojo Master’s position to Junior Brother, forcing me to leave Jinling. Today I am back again, and what belongs to me, no one can take it away.” Finished speaking, he took Large steps went in.

The courtyard, the water tank, the wooden stakes, and the flower garden are the same as in previous years.

Seeing such a large group of people coming in, the disciples who are practicing martial arts all stopped and looked at them curiously.

“Eldest senior brother.”

“Duan Shanhe, you dare to come back.”

Some people saw the young people behind Seventh Yang glaring.

Chen Min also ran out with anger in his eyes: “Duan Shanhe, you scum, how dare you come back?”

“Junior Sister, how did you like me before, why did you fire so much at me?” Duan Shanhe said with a smile.

“I was blind at the beginning,” Chen Min gnashing teeth said.

Suddenly Chen Min’s gaze fell on Seventh Yang’s body, and pumps enlarged: “You, why are you back?”

“Min girl, let you father out.” Seventh Yang indifferently said.

“Senior Brother.” Chen Longhu had already come out, and saw a repeated expression on Seventh Yang’s face.

Seventh Yang looked at Chen Longhu: “You haven’t seen much, Junior Brother is old too.”

“The years are not forgiving, Senior Brother should say hello to me before coming back.” Chen Longhu frowned into a Sichuan word.

Seventh Yang indifferently said: “I just want to know why the Master gave you Dojo Master’s position.”

“You killed a beggar alive in order to refining Blood Fist. The master said that your mind is not correct, and it is not suitable to be a Dojo Master.” Chen Longhu said.

Seventh Yang excitedly said: “I have higher innate talent than you, and martial arts are better than you. I have a sincere heart on martial arts. In recent years, my martial arts have been more brave and progressive, even if the Master is still not my master. Opponent, just like that, am I not qualified to be a Dojo Master? “

“Martial arts is secondary, and the key mentality is right. Even if you are high in martial arts, giving dojo to you will shame dojo.” Chen Longhu neither servile nor overbearing said.

“Okay.” Seventh Yang suddenly laughed, his eyes lingering, “Dojo already not in today is my goal, but it is a heart knot in my heart. If you can receive my one move, I will leave . “

Finished speaking, Seventh Yang walked to a willow tree surrounded by about one person, and the five fingers were hooked, as if the tree trunk was a piece of tofu, and the five fingers penetrated directly through it, “up.”

In the horrified, shocked eyes of everyone.

I saw Seventh Yang pull up the willow tree with one hand, like the Buddhist Monk Lu Zhishen in the Water Margin.

Followed by Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya, both eyes also opened wide.

Such martial arts are beyond the scope of scientific knowledge.

“Catch it.” Seventh Yang is like throwing a javelin, a willow tree one floor high rushes towards Chen Longhu like an arrow.

Chen Longhu did not dare to carelessly, and hurriedly radiated the power of the whole body to the extreme. He used Dragon’s Cry, Golden Bell Cover, and Whistling Iron Cloth to resist with his hands.

Hitting them together, Chen Longhu backed away sharply, making two deep marks under his feet, his face suddenly changed, spurt a mouthful of blood.

The whole person flew straight out.

“dad.”

“Master.”

“Master.”

Chen Min felt rushed up and raised Chen Longhu. “Dad, how are you?”

“My Astral Qi is broken, I’m afraid I won’t be able to use martial arts in the future.” Chen Longhu’s face was white and his mouth was flushed with red blood. He should have thought about this day and Seventh Yang would return.

Chen Min’s eyes are angry. For a martial artist, losing martial arts is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Duan Shanhe coldly said with a sneer: “My Master, how can I disable to withstand a single blow? It’s still good for me to know the current affairs and follow the master.”

Seventh Yang shaking ones head and said: “Dragon Tiger, you can’t even take one of my moves now, too weak.”

Finished speaking, turned and moved towards walking outside.

Sitting in a business car, Seventh Yang lay on the soft back with his eyes half-opened and half-expert.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya sat in the front row, and they did not dare to speak at each other when they looked at each other.

That scene did refresh the worldview of the two.

Not to mention the weight of the willow tree, even if it is the force that the root of the tree grabs into the ground, at least it needs a crane to pull it up, but Seventh Yang pulls it with one hand at least with the strength of 1,000 jin.

Such strength, in the future dominate Jinling is only a matter of time.

“Seventh Master, when should we go to Zhuo Bufan to get revenge?” Wang Wenwu asked, with a hint of cautiously in the tone.

Seventh Yang, a strength like this, wants to kill him like killing clay chickens and pottery dogs, not to mention the bodyguards around him, even with a gun, I’m afraid he can’t cure him.

“Zhuo Bufan?” Seventh Yang mutter to oneself: “Break my nephew, kick my younger brother out of Jinling, and I want to see what he has.”

“Don’t worry, it will be the Yulan Festival in a few days. At that time, I will not only kill Zhuo Bufan, but also prestige Jinling. From now on, Jinling can only hear one person’s voice.” Seventh Yang indifferently said, but in tone With ice cold.

Wang Wenwu was inwardly sighed in his heart, I am afraid that in a few days, Jinling City should change to surnamed Yang.