Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 92: Pulling the Weeping Willow

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Several black suv Lexus business sedan cars were parked in a courtyard alley, Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya, and a dozen bodyguards in black clothes and black trousers stood together.

"Qiye came back, why let us come to such a place to wait for him."

"Who knows?"

Wang Wenwu was dangling a thick cigar with a look of impatience. If his son was injured by Zhuo Bufan and there was no one to avenge him, how could his side of the hero stand here foolishly waiting for someone.

As they were talking, two men came to the entrance of the alley. The man walking in front was about fifty years old, with white hair and wearing a black centipede button gown. He walked without heels on the ground and looked like a fairy.

The young man behind him was about thirty years old, wearing casual clothes, arrogant and pretending to be a tiger.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya rushed to meet him:

"Seven Masters."

"Seven Masters."

Yang Qi didn't even look straight at the two of them. He just nodded lightly. With a big gesture, Wang Wenwu felt uneasy and just snorted lightly.

"Wang Wenwu, you want me to take revenge for you, you should respect me in Jinzhou from now on." Yang Qi glanced at him and said indifferently, as if it were a matter of course.

The muscles on Wang Wenwu's face twitched abruptly, and his eyes were emptied and said, "Master Qi, your appetite is too big, right."

"I really look down on this little place in Jinzhou, but no matter how few mosquito legs are, it's meat. How do you know the world is big and the outside world is wonderful when you live in Jinzhou." Yang Qi shook his head, as if talking with a hillbilly Discuss the bustling scene of the city in general.

Wang Wenwu's face was pale, and he couldn't help squeezing his fists.

Wang Ya hurriedly pulled Wang Wenwu, winked, and told him not to be impulsive.

"When I finish one thing, you can talk about it. You can follow along." After Yang Qi finished speaking, with the young man behind him, he strode towards a courtyard.

Wang Wenwu snorted coldly: "After a few years of going out, I just breathed such a big tone, and I am not afraid to choke myself." After that, he also took someone to prepare to have a look.

Yang Qi stopped at the entrance of a martial arts hall, with his hands on his back, raised his head and glanced at the nanmu gold-lacquered plaque-"Dragon and Tiger Martial Arts Hall".

"Master, master, you said that I was wrong in passing the position of the master of the museum to my younger brother, and forced me to leave Jinzhou. Today I am back again. No one can take away the things that belong to me." After finishing, he strode away. Walked in.

The courtyard, water tanks, wooden stakes, and flowerbeds are unchanged as in previous years.

Seeing such a large group of people coming in, the disciples who were practicing martial arts stopped one after another and looked at them curiously.

"Big brother."

"Duan Shanhe, you dare to come back."

Someone glared at the young people following Yang Qi.

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

"Junior sister, how can you like me before, why did you make such a big fire at me?" Duan Shanhe said with a smile without a smile.

"I was blind." Chen Min gritted his teeth.

Suddenly Chen Min's eyes fell on Yang Qi, his pupils dilated, "You, why are you back?"

"Girl Min, let your father come out." Yang Qi said calmly.

"Brother." Chen Longhu had already come out and saw a complicated expression on Yang Qi's face.

Yang Qi looked at Chen Longhu: "I haven't seen him for so many years, my junior is also old."

"Years are not forgiving. Brothers should say hello to me in advance when they come back." Chen Longhu frowned into a word of "chuan".

Yang Qi said calmly: "I just want to know why the master gave you the position of the master of the museum."

"You beat a beggar to death in order to make blood fist. The master said that you were wrong and you were not suitable for being the owner of the museum." Chen Longhu said.

Yang Qi said excitedly: "My talent is higher than you, martial arts is better than you. I have a sincere heart in martial arts. In the past few years, my martial arts have been more courageous and diligent. Even if the master is still alive, he is not my opponent. In this way, am I still not qualified to be the owner of the library?"

"Martial arts is secondary, and the key mentality must be right. No matter how high your martial arts is, handing over the martial arts gym to you will also shame the martial arts gym." Chen Longhu said neither overbearing nor overbearing.

"Good, good." Yang Qi suddenly laughed and said with a sharp look: "Today's martial arts gym is no longer my goal, but it is a knot in my heart. If you can pick me up, I will leave. ."

After all, Yang Qi walked to a willow tree surrounded by about one person, with five fingers forming a hook, as if the trunk was like a tofu block, his five fingers pierced the trunk directly and shouted, "Get me up."

In the horrified and shocked eyes of everyone.

I saw Yang Qi pull up the weeping willow with one hand, like the flower monk Lu Zhishen in the Water Margin.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya who followed him couldn't help but open their eyes wide.

Such martial arts are beyond the scope of scientific knowledge.

"Catch it." Yang Qi directly threw a javelin, and a one-story willow tree rushed towards Chen Longhu like an arrow.

Chen Longhu didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly radiated the power of his whole body to the extreme, using Qilong Yin golden bell cover and whistling iron cloth shirt to resist with both hands.

When they bumped into each other, Chen Longhu backed away quickly, making two deep marks on the soles of his feet, his complexion changed drastically, and a mouthful of blood came out.

The whole person flew out directly.

"dad."

"master."

"master."

Chen Min felt like he rushed up and helped Chen Longhu up, "Dad, how are you?"

"My qi has been broken, I'm afraid I won't be able to use martial arts in the future." Chen Longhu's face was white, and red blood overflowed from his mouth. He should have thought of this day, Yang Qi will come back.

Chen Min's beautiful eyes are angry, and for a martial artist, losing martial arts is more uncomfortable than destroying him.

Duan Shanhe sneered and said: "My master, how can he be vulnerable? It's better to know the current affairs like me. Only with the uncle can I have a future."

Yang Qi shook his head and said, "Donghu, you can't even handle my move now, it's too weak."

After that, he turned and walked outside.

Sitting in the business car, Yang Qi lay on the soft backrest, his eyes half-opened and half-squinted, with the posture of an outsider.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya sat in the front row, they looked at each other, and they didn't dare to speak.

The scene just now really refreshed their worldview.

Not to mention the weight of the willow itself, even if it is the strength of the roots grabbing into the ground, at least a crane must be used to pull it up, but Yang Qi has at least several thousand kilograms of strength to pull it up with one hand.

With such strength, it is only a matter of time before the Golden State dominates in the future.

"Qiye, when shall we go to Zhuo Bufan for revenge?" Wang Wenwu asked, with a hint of caution in his tone.

With such a strength as Yang Qi, he wanted to kill him like a chicken, not to mention the bodyguards around him, even with a gun, he would not be able to cure him.

"Zhuo Bufan?" Yang Qi muttered to herself: "To drive my brother out of Jinzhou, I also want to see what he can do."

"Don't worry, Zhuo Bufan is just a turtle in the urn. If you want to kill him, it's as easy as searching for something. The Obon Conference is about to begin in a few days. I'm just thinking about going to join in the fun." Yang Qi said lightly, but he was extremely confident. .

Wang Wenwu sighed secretly in his heart, I'm afraid this Jinzhou City should change his surname to Yang in a few days.