After the man left, Lin Yang immediately walked towards the man named Xiao Cui.
"Sir, do you have any... orders?" Xiao Cui looked slightly flustered and hurriedly lowered her head.
"Don't be so restrained. Come walk with me and have a chat." Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Yes, sir." Xiaocui nodded and followed Lin Yang out of the yard.
Lin Yang was very carefree and walked on the road without fear, looking around with his eyes in a very novel manner.
Xiaocui was quite nervous and followed with her head lowered.
This looks like an arrogant and domineering young man from a wealthy family taking his maid to the streets in ancient times.
"Sir, you can't go there!"
Suddenly, Xiaocui seemed to notice something and shouted quickly.
Lin Yang, who was about to walk towards a gate, couldn't help but froze, stopped, looked at the gate and asked: "Where is this?"
"This is the back door of the martial arts training ground for the disciples on the island. You are not from the island. If you are discovered when you go in, it will be terrible!" Xiao Cui said anxiously.
"Yeah?"
Lin Yang looked inside, thought for a while, turned around and walked forward.
Seeing this, Xiaocui breathed a sigh of relief.
"Xiao Cui, are you from the island?" Lin Yang from the front asked casually.
"Sir, no, I am from outside the island. I came to the island three years ago." Xiaocui said.
"Outside the island?" Lin Yang was a little surprised: "Then why are you here?"
"Of course I want to come here to practice martial arts." Xiao Cui sighed and said: "It's a pity that the rules of Wangyou Island are that people from outer islands who come here to practice martial arts must first be slaves for three years. This is my third year, and only
Only after completing this year can I officially become a disciple of Wangyou Island."
"Is there such a rule?" Lin Yang asked in surprise.
"Of course, the people on the island say that this is to temper the character of outsiders. After all, it is difficult for those with insufficient character to learn the martial arts on the island. However, there are exceptions. If the people are selected by Wangyou Island or have extraordinary talents,
If you are a person, you will be exempted from the three years of servitude, you can directly practice martial arts, and you can get guidance from famous teachers. Xiaocui's qualifications are mediocre, so he can only follow the rules." Xiaocui said sadly.
The treatment for geniuses is always special.
"I see..." Lin Yang nodded lightly.
At this time, he seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "By the way, Xiaocui, is there a person named Liang Xuanmei on your island?"
"Liang Xuanmei?" Xiaocui scratched his head and shook his head: "I don't know. Although I have been on the island for three years, I have been working down there. As for the disciples who entered the house, I have been in contact with them a lot.
Few, and..."
"And what?"
"And some of the disciples were given names by the island owner. Many people don't know their real names."
"Is this so..."
Lin Yang frowned slightly.
Liang Xuanmei is the godmother's daughter. Strictly speaking, she is also my godmother. I came here this time to see how she is doing here.
After all, if the people brought by Wangyou Island are trained well, then that's it. If they are not trained well, they will either die or be disabled. If something happens to Liang Xuanmei, they must find a way to take her away.
His mother is no longer here, so Lin Yang attaches great importance to his godmother.
He walked forward somewhat absentmindedly.
But just then...
boom!
A dull sound came out.
Then I saw a person flying out from the gate and falling heavily on the road not far away.
The two people who were walking suddenly trembled and looked at the man.
That was a disciple from Wangyou Island. At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there was blood in his mouth. He was lying on the ground, holding his chest and wailing continuously.
At this moment, several disciples rushed out of the nearby gate and immediately surrounded the disciple.
"Junior brother, junior brother, what's wrong with you?"
"Are you okay, junior brother?"
"hateful!"
"unacceptable!"
Several people gnashed their teeth and were extremely angry.
Several more people rushed out from the door.
Compared with the people who came out before, these people were gorgeously dressed and high-spirited, and bursts of smiles appeared on the faces of men and women.
Obviously, these two groups of people are not from the same place!
Xiaocui's expression changed, and she immediately took a few steps forward and whispered to Lin Yang: "Mr. Lin, let's take a detour quickly!"
"What's going on?" Lin Yang turned his head and asked Xiao Cui.
However, Xiao Cui shook her head and whispered: "Mr. Lin, please stop asking so many questions and leave quickly..."
"Leave? That's not possible. Why should I leave for such an interesting thing?" Lin Yang said with a smile.
"Mr. Lin, you are just an outsider on the island. This is a matter within our island. It is inconvenient for you to stay here..." Xiao Cui became anxious.
"What's happening on the island? That's your business too. It has nothing to do with me. I didn't get involved. And this is not a forbidden area. Why can't I stay here?" Lin Yang said with a smile.
"This..." Xiaocui was speechless.
At this time, I heard the leading male disciple speak: "You outer island disciples are a bunch of useless trash. You will only waste the island's resources by staying on the island. I advise you to find someone else."
On a good day, submit an application to leave the island to the island owner, and get out of our Wangyou Island as soon as possible!"
"You...Zhang Zixiang! You go too far!" A disciple couldn't help but cursed.
"Is this too much to bully? I'm just giving you some tips on martial arts. It's a pity that our Wangyou Island has taught you excellent martial arts, but you are not good at it. Who's to blame?" The man named Zhang Zixiang shook his head and said.
"You... how long have we been on the island? How long have we been practicing martial arts? How can we compare to you?"
"The loser always has a reason!"
"You bastards, you will not end well. We will definitely take revenge!" The disciple yelled again.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong man rushed out from beside Zhang Zixiang.
The man stepped forward like a wild bull, knocked away those people, and stood in front of the disciple.
The disciple opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he saw the strong man directly pinched the disciple's neck with one hand, and then used his strength to lift him up.
"Um...ah...ah...ah..."
The disciple covered his neck and shouted with difficulty.
"what are you doing?"
"Let go of my senior brother!"
"Stop!"
The people around him roared angrily and rushed over.
But the strong man was not afraid at all. He laughed loudly, raised his fist as big as a sandbag and hit the man's joints hard.
Bah!
Bah!
Bah!
Bah!
There was a crisp sound of broken bones, and the man who was struggling crazily suddenly softened and collapsed. His limbs were limp, he lost all his strength, and he completely fainted.
"Hahaha, you want me to let him go? No problem, then I'll give it back to you!"
The strong man laughed and suddenly exerted his strength.
Whoosh!
The man flew out directly and knocked all the rushing disciples to the ground...
