"Don't you have eyes when walking?"

Yang Shouwen's legs are inconvenient, so he is not as fast as Yang Cunzhong.

However, although Yang Cunzhong chased after him, he was soon blocked by a few raspy people, and he kept cursing, "Grandpa has been in this Taipei City for more than ten years. I haven't seen you so arrogant and don't have eyes... You hit us just now, what should I say? Oh, I clenched my fists, why do you still want to fight with the man?"

As he spoke, he surrounded Yang Cunzhong and blocked Yang Shouwen's path.

Yang Shouwen could see clearly, where was Yang Cunzhong hitting these people? These ruffians were clearly in the same group as the strong man who kidnapped Qingnu. Who wanted to kidnapped Qingnu? Was it accidental or came for me? Yang Shouwen rolled his eyes, reached out to the cage and pulled out the Crown Jiujian, rushed forward without saying a word, and raised his hand and turned a ruffian to the ground.

"Brother Nu, hurry up and chase."

Yang Shouwen's sword scared the thugs very much, and he quickly retreated and gave way.

Yang Cunzhong quickly agreed, and then chased after him with a steadily step.

"Stop him."

A few rascals reacted and were about to pull Yang Cunzhong. But they saw Yang Shouwen jumping in front of his body, and a jade belt was wrapped around his waist with a jade belt. A sword light flashed by. He heard the rascal scream, and he was almost swept by the sword light...

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"Who asked you to come?"

More and more people were watching the fun around him, blocking a long street tightly.

Yang Congyi had already followed and stood beside Yang Shouwen.

"What did you say?" The leader's ruffian's eyelids trembled and he said calmly.

Yang Shouwen said in a deep voice: "Don't say you don't know me, today you kidnapped my young sister, I think it's just for me."

I'll ask you again, who asked you to come?"

"Lu Er, why are you talking nonsense with him? Take action!"

The thug who was stabbed to the ground by Yang Shouwen, got up from the ground, covered his stomach with one hand. Blood was flowing, while the other hand grabbed a dagger and said viciously: "A foreigner dares to be so arrogant, thinking that I, a man in Luoyang, is easy to bully? Lu Er. Come on, if you don't teach this guy a good lesson today, how can you stay in Taipei City in the future?"

As he spoke, he rushed over and stabbed Yang Shouwen with a dagger.

At the same time, several rookies shouted in unison, took out a dagger from their bodies, and surrounded Yang Shouwen and the others.

"Old Yang, go and help Brother Nu, I'll deal with it here."

Yang Shouwen had an injury on his leg and he couldn't walk fast, so he simply stayed.

He had already seen that these thugs came to him. But he was not afraid, but instead asked Yang Congyi to chase Yang Cunzhong. Although Yang Cunzhong was extremely capable and had a lot of skills, he was still young and Yang Shouwen was also afraid, so he couldn't control the situation.

"Alang, are you okay?"

"Can some mice do anything to me?

Congyi, don’t show mercy later. If something happens, I will take responsibility for it.”

Before he finished speaking, Yang Shouwen lifted his sword and pulled up the scoundrel dagger with a move to guide the immortal. The scoundrels flew in his hand and drew arcs. Yang Shouwen was not good at using swords, but it did not mean that he could not use the sword. He used the sword technique along the way and immediately circled the scoundrels inside. Seeing this, Yang Congyi no longer hesitated and turned around and chased Yang Cunzhong. After all, Yang Congyi was also worried that Yang Cunzhong would encounter trouble.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in the crowd: "A foreigner dares to be arrogant, do you think I don't have a real hero in Luoyang?"

Two strong men rushed out of the crowd, one holding a big axe and the other carrying a stick.

The two of them rushed forward and rushed towards Yang Shouwen without saying a word.

Any other tricks?

Yang Shouwen suddenly understood that today's game was indeed aimed at him.

Before, he kidnapped Yang Qingnu to lead him into the hub. Seeing that Yang Shouwen did not chase him, he went out to take action.

Who is going to cause trouble for me?

As soon as the two strong men came up, the situation immediately changed.

Yang Shouwen was not troubled to deal with those ruffians, but as soon as these two strong men took action, he felt tremendous pressure.

These two people are not weak.

If he was not injured, he would naturally not be afraid.

But the injury on his leg has not healed yet, which has made him unable to move in a natural way.

A sword danced, and the strong man's iron rod was broken open with a clang, then he stepped on his feet and turned around. The sword brought an arc and chopped down a spoil in a pool of blood. But before he could draw the sword, the strong man holding the axe had already arrived in front of him, and the big axe in his hand slashed down. Yang Shouwen hurriedly dodged sideways, avoiding the man's big axe, but had to let go and throw away the sword.

"Can block the tiger and hug it!"

Although he lost his sword, Yang Shouwen was not panicked.

He had encountered countless battles in Changping, and he had encountered a more dangerous situation before, so how could he be panicked?

The circle of the eight major poses of Vajra was used to block the tiger's hug. His body suddenly faded, his legs rushed out with force, and he pierced into the arms of the strong man who made the stick. He spread his hands, hugged the other party's legs, and with both arms, he threw the other party to the ground and penetrated it hard. Seeing that there was an opportunity, the two rascals held the dagger and rushed forward.

Yang Shouwen just picked up the iron stick. Before he could stand up, he heard someone in the crowd saying, "All hesitant to be arrogant, but today I have to learn about it."

Another boy emerged from the crowd.

Depending on his age, he was about the same size as Yang Shouwen. He held a sword in his hand and stepped forward, then turned a thunder to the ground.

When Yang Shouwen saw someone helping, he didn't bother to ask the other party, and the iron stick in his hand swept across the army.

He walked with the stick, and his body stood up with the help of his strength. A muffled sound of the blond was hitting another thug.

This stick had a thousand pounds of force, and it beat the ruffian to break the bones and the tendons, and fell to the ground and screamed.

The strong man holding an axe suddenly became anxious when he saw this.

A pair of big axes flew up and down, making a whirring sound.

The iron rod weighs about ten pounds, and to be honest, it is not very satisfactory.

However, for Yang Shouwen, having this iron rod was enough. His legs bent slightly and his body was shorter. The iron rod in his hand turned into a big gun and stabbed out with a shout. The iron rod turned strangely in his hand, like a dragon going out to sea.

The strong man holding the axe slashed the stick with a big axe, but he felt a spiral force coming, and the big axe in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand.

"Die for me."

Yang Shouwen succeeded with one stick, and then the second stick followed.

"Nine strikes in a row."

The iron rod was in his hand, as if there was life, as fast as lightning, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang the big man holding the axe backwards, spewing blood out of his mouth, and fell to the ground.

On his chest, a noticeable depression appeared.
Chapter completed!