When I met Lin Yang's eyes, I saw that the other party's eyes were cold, like the water in the Nine Nether Pond, which was extremely terrifying.
He had never seen such a terrible look...
I'm afraid the devil's eyes are nothing more than that.
For a moment, Ning Hong didn't dare to answer that phone number.
"If you don't want your family to collect the body, just quietly lit three incense sticks and kowtow, do you understand?"
Lin Yang shook his phone in front of him and said lightly.
This statement seems to be an ultimatum.
Ning Hong was in a dilemma.
But Zhang Yanping and others outside were not accustomed to Lin Yang's actions.
"Young man, what's your background? How dare you treat the young master of the Ning family like this?"
Zhang Yanping snorted and said, "Don't you take us seriously?"
"Who are you?"
Lin Yang looked sideways.
"I, Zhang Yanping, an ignorant child, have never even heard of my daimyo? I think I am also a frog in the well!"
Zhang Yanping said coldly: "Get over immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
Lin Yang casually glanced at Zhang Yanping and suddenly walked out of the hall.
"Boy, don't be impulsive. This Yanping is not something you can mess with."
Seeing that Lin Yang seemed to be impulsive, Pan Mo immediately stopped him.
But Lin Yang didn't pay attention, but what was surprising was that he did not come to Zhang Yanping's side, but walked to the side of the head of the Han family, pinched out a silver needle, and stabbed it at the broken thigh.
The blood stopped in an instant.
"The wound is even, keep the broken leg well, go to the hospital to pick up the leg later, and you can still walk with your legs in the future."
Lin Yang said.
The head of the Han family was stunned, then nodded repeatedly, quite excited: "Okay, okay, Mr. Lin, it's great that you can come."
"I arranged Han Luo to the front line. Since he died in battle, I have the responsibility."
Lin Yang said calmly: "I will give him a glorious funeral and let him leave peacefully."
"Thank you, thank you..."
The head of the Han family wiped his tears, and tears flowed everywhere.
"Hey! Boy, did you hear me talking to you? Could it be... Are you ignoring me?"
Zhang Yanping growled.
No one dares to ignore his existence.
However, this kid didn't look at him from beginning to end!
How bold!
No one in Yandu dared to treat him like this.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I asked you all to go in and give Han Luo an incense stick! I won't repeat my words for the third time!"
Lin Yang's eyes suddenly turned cold and he growled.
"You! Bastard! It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how high the world is!"
Zhang Yanping was furious and immediately walked towards Lin Yang, as if ready to take action.
The Han family looked at each other, but no one said anything to stop them.
Ning Hong looked up in front of the mourning hall, feeling a little at a loss, not knowing whether to continue kneeling or stand up.
Pan Mo hesitated for a moment and looked at the three masters beside him.
However, the three of them shook their heads together.
"Miss Pan, if Zhang Yanping takes action, the three of us may not be the opponents when we join forces, so don't ask for trouble!"
One of them said in a deep voice.
Pan Mo had to give up when he heard the sound.
However, at this time, a master behind Scarface spoke.
"Master Zhang, why do you need to deal with this person? The villain is willing to teach you a lesson in this frog in the well!"
"oh?"
Zhang Yanping nodded slightly, glanced at the master, and said indifferently: "If so, I have thanked you here."
"Master Zhang is so polite. Even if Master Zhang doesn't do anything, we want to do it!"
The master snorted, then took a little step, rushed out of the crowd, stretched out one hand, and grabbed Lin Yang.
"Boy, come here!"
The master roared lowly, his palm was like iron claws, terrifying and as fast as lightning.
The people's breathing suddenly stopped.
And the next second.
Tag!
The iron palm that was attacking was suddenly locked by Lin Yang.
"Um?"
Zhang Yanping was stunned.
"Is this guy actually a trainer?"
"Can you actually take the Grandmaster's attack so easily? Could it be that this person is also a Grandmaster?"
The three masters behind Pan Mo all lost their voices.
Ning Hong in the mourning hall was also stunned.
"you..."
The master's face was anxious and he quickly exerted his strength, trying to break free from Lin Yang's shackles.
But at this moment, Lin Yang moved.
His eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grabbed the master's arm and threw it up.
The master flew up uncontrollably and smashed the ceiling.
"ah!!"
He screamed in horror. When he was about to land, Lin Yang suddenly grabbed his leg and slapped it hard at the ground.
Bang!
The earth suddenly cracked.
The man was directly hit and his bones were broken, his skin was blooming, and blood was splattering. He lay on the ground without moving, leaving only one breath.
"ah?"
Ning Hong in the mourning hall screamed and was completely frightened by this scene.
Zhang Yanping widened his eyes and looked at the terrible master on the ground in shock.
All the other masters have been petrified...
Kill the Grandmaster in one move?
Can this be an ordinary person?
I'm afraid Zhang Yanping can't do this easily, right?
"You...who are you?"
Zhang Yanping shouted in horror.
"Do you want me to repeat it for the third time?"
Lin Yang lit a cigarette and said lightly.
"you...."
Zhang Yanping's face turned blue.
"I'll count three times now. After three times, if you don't roll in and burn incense and kowtow, then I'll let you in in person."
Lin Yang looked at everyone with a expressionless face, and his mouth began to count down.
"three!"
Everyone in the world was disgusted and they were at a loss.