The two people got out of the car and suddenly heard a clanging sound behind them, and the two heavy courtyard doors were quickly closed by several people.
Guo Yingwei and the lame Taoist walked out of the room and looked at Guo Yingtian with a look of resentment.
"Did you really do it?"
At this point, Guo Yingtian still didn't understand the truth and looked angry.
At this time, seven more people appeared in the yard, holding sticks and weapons, and instantly surrounded Guo Yingtian and Yang Haoran.
"I really didn't expect you to find out. In this case, I can only send you on your way earlier. As for my sister-in-law and nephew, I will take care of them. I will let them meet you soon."
Guo Yingtian's body was trembling, and he pointed at Guo Yingwei and asked: "Beast, why are you doing this?"
"There's no reason. I'm just not used to being given orders by you. I just want to be the master of my own affairs. Kill him!"
When several people around him were about to take action, Yang Haoran shouted: "Stop, I have something to say."
Several people stopped and looked at Guo Yingwei.
Guo Yingwei sneered: "If you have anything to say to the Lord of Hell, I don't care who you are. You can't leave today. If you want to blame me, I blame you for not following this unlucky guy today!"
After speaking, Guo Yingwei waved his hand, and seven people pounced on Guo Yingtian like vicious dogs.
Guo Yingtian instantly turned pale and looked horrified.
Yang Haoran shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "It's true that he is not a good bird. You brought this on yourself. Don't blame Master Tao for being ruthless. Give it to me!"
While laughing, Yang Haoran's shots were like lightning, like butterflies flying.
Looking at the besieging people, before they could understand what was going on, they had already fallen to the ground and could not stand up.
Guo Yingwei, who had an evil look on his face, was suddenly stunned, with beads of sweat streaming down his forehead. 315.net
"Who are you?"
Yang Haoran ignored it at all, but looked at the lame Taoist priest thoughtfully.
"Is your leg lame because you did something bad? If you don't practice well, you come here to help others and harm others. Your professional ethics are not up to par! It seems that I have to help your master educate you."
The lame Taoist priest looked gloomy and smiled scornfully.
"Where did this young boy come from and dare to say such arrogant words? You couldn't have broken my magic weapon, right?"
"What are you keeping that harmful thing for? Even you can't leave today!"
Yang Haoran's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his figure turned into an afterimage, glancing towards the lame Taoist without any warning.
The lame Taoist exclaimed. He didn't expect Yang Haoran to be so decisive. He picked up his cane and hit Yang Haoran hard.
The crutch buzzed as it fell. It turned out to be a copper crutch. Even if it fell on a stone, it would be smashed to pieces.
Naturally, Yang Haoran did not dare to resist, and hurriedly dodged. At the same time, his palm was like a knife, and he slashed towards the waist of the lame old man.
I originally thought that the lame old Taoist would not be able to avoid this attack because of his physical inconvenience. Unexpectedly, the lame old Taoist was experienced and turned around, holding the crutch in front of him.
Yang Haoran couldn't help but get angry: "You're such a demon. If I don't destroy your Taoism today, I'll be sorry for your ancestor!"
As he spoke, Yang Haoran flew up and kicked the crutch of the lame old man.
The lame old man stumbled backwards. Yang Haoran followed closely and punched the lame old man in the chest.
With a pop, the lame old man spat out a mouthful of blood, and shot Yang Haoran in the face like a bloody arrow.
Then he heard a clang, and the lame old man threw down his crutches, turned around and ran away.
