Zhao Yu walked straight towards the door, pretending not to hear what Yang Mu said.
It was embarrassing enough to leave in despair, but she was naturally unwilling to let her crawl out like a dog.
The next moment, her legs were numb, she completely lost consciousness, and she fell to the ground!
"My legs! I can't feel any feeling in my legs!"
Zhao Yu turned pale, looked at the man in the suit and said, "Hurry! Call an ambulance for me."
"I said, crawl out! As long as you crawl out, your legs will recover. Otherwise, it will be useless even if the ambulance comes."
Zhao Yu turned his head and looked at Yang Mu, who had cold eyes. He shivered with fright and lost feeling in his legs. Is this guy up to something?
How is it possible?
How did he do it?
In the past, she regarded Yang Mu as a poor man, worse than An Qiangjun, and never looked at him seriously.
Nowadays, it feels like there is a lot of fog around Yang Mu, strange and powerful, which makes her frightened.
She didn't dare to say anything more and crawled out dejectedly. The man in the suit gave Yang Mu a horrified look and hurriedly followed.
After leaving the house, Zhao Yu's legs quickly regained consciousness.
"He is really up to something..."
Zhao Yu was shocked and angry. She lowered her head to check her legs, and soon discovered that there was a silver needle stuck in each knee of her legs!
I immediately realized that the strange situation just now was related to these two silver needles.
These two silver needles are undoubtedly Yang Mu’s handiwork!
But when did he pierce these two silver needles into his legs?
Why was he able to use two silver needles to temporarily lose consciousness in his legs?
Recalling just now, Yang Mu said that he was "suffering from internal diseases." Zhao Yu, who didn't take it seriously at first, felt a numb scalp at this moment and rushed outside as if he was crazy.
"Zhao Yu, where are you going?" The voice of a man in a suit came from behind.
"Hospital! Lu Rui, if I really get that kind of disease, I will never let you go! Absolutely not! No! It's impossible, I can't be so unlucky, it's absolutely impossible..."
………
Ten minutes later, Yang Mu and Shang Qingdai left An Qiangjun's home.
"Uncle Qiang Jun is in this situation, but he still thinks about An Xueying, and still regards her as his daughter. He has no intention of telling her the real situation, and only hopes that she will grow up happily;
As for Zhao Yu, although he will not forgive, he will not let me help further revenge. He is a good father and a good husband, right? "
Yang Mu sighed and looked at Shang Qingdai.
Shang Qingdai was silent. Not long ago, she said that women are all emotional. With a husband who loves her so much, she will definitely live a harmonious and beautiful life.
"But..."
Yang Mu smiled and said, "We can't be scum and hurt others just because there are some scum in this world and because we are afraid of being hurt.
I always believe that a person must have a conscience. I also firmly believe that one day, an upright, kind, beautiful and generous rich woman will come to marry me and take me home, and she will love and care for me forever."
"puff!"
Shang Qingdai, who was not in a very high mood, almost laughed out loud and gave him a charming eye roll: "The first sentence is quite reasonable, but the second sentence is not serious."
Although it's not serious, I just can't dislike it... Shang Qingdai had a bright smile on her face.
A rich woman who is honest, kind, beautiful and generous?
Aren't you talking about me?
Isn't this guy hinting at something?
What a beautiful thought! Humph!
………
At night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
garden.
"It's almost! Keep at it. As long as I finish this 36th time, it means that I have reached the peak of the physical realm. As expected, my body will once again make a qualitative leap!"
In the corner, Yang Mu was sweating profusely, as if he had been soaked in a water tank, and the muscles on his body were bulging.
His posture looks weird and twisted, but if you look closely, there is an indescribable charm, like a dragon rising into the sky.
"Seventy-two postures of the dragon raising its head", as the name suggests, has a total of 72 movements. If you can perform these 72 movements 72 times, it means you have completely mastered this method.
It also means tapping the potential of the physical body to the extreme!
At present, Yang Mu has practiced this set of movements to the 67th movement for the 35th time in one breath. His goal is to officially reach the peak of the physical realm tonight!
Time passes.
Yang Mu struggled to make one move after another. Even though the infuriating energy in his body and the warm current brought by the "Blood Jade Nectar" were running at high speed, his body was still shaking uncontrollably. His movements were getting slower and slower, and he was sweating like rain.
His whole body was as red as a ripe shrimp.
Click click click click——
The subtle sound of bones rubbing against each other constantly came from his body.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang——
The subtler sound of muscle fibers breaking can be heard all the time.
Constantly shattering, breaking, and then reorganizing is a very painful and long process that is simply not something ordinary people can endure.
Yang Mu's eyes went dark, but he still gritted his teeth, roaring in his heart to cheer himself up, and completed one action after another with difficulty.
"I don't believe in destiny! I can defeat both God and myself. No matter how painful it is, don't let me bow my head and give up! Don't even think about it!"
Finally, the last movement of the 36th time was completed.
There was a violent sound like fried beans in Yang Mu's body, followed by severe pain. His vision went dark, his body lay on the ground uncontrollably, and his consciousness entered a brief blur.
It was like a reward after suffering, after a brief period of weakness, bursts of powerful power surged out of Yang Mu's body, making him feel as if he had inexhaustible power and wanted to look up to the sky and scream!
When he came back to his senses, the smelly filth appeared on the surface of his body again.
"The pinnacle of the physical realm! I finally took this step."
Yang Mu was lying on the grass, with a cheerful smile on his face. He slapped his hands on the grass, and there was a loud bang on the ground, and his body flew directly into the air.
The clothes on his body were as wet and smelly as if they had been dropped into a stinky ditch. He simply took a bath and washed his clothes in the pond in the park.
It was only after three o'clock in the middle of the night after everything was over.
When Yang Mu was thinking about going back early tonight, his expression changed and he looked towards the entrance of the park.
A tall, thin, hook-nosed old man wearing loose training clothes was walking towards him in a leisurely manner.
"It's so relaxing to come here to take a bath in the middle of the night!" The old man said in a teasing tone as he walked towards Yang Mu.
His expression was calm, and his brows looked a bit like he was overlooking Yang Mu, giving him a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.
"Sun Desheng?"
Yang Mu didn't speak until the other party came up to him.
"You know me?" The old man showed a hint of surprise.
Yang Mu said: "Shang Qingdai told me that after the merchant failed to target her factory, he would most likely want to start from my side. As expected, he would ask you, a master of ancient martial arts, to come and deal with me! You want me to
Leave her alone so that she can go back to the store obediently."
"I guess that's what the girl told you. She's very smart, and even her grandfather's thoughts can't be hidden from her."
The old man didn't care that Yang Mu recognized who he was, and smiled in an elegant manner, "She told you what my name is, but did she also tell you what my title is outside of home?"
This scene is really weird. The person who is looking for trouble does not act very vicious, and the person who is looking for trouble does not have any fearful expression on his face.
The two started chatting and were not in a hurry to fight.
Yang Mu shook his head.
Sun Desheng laughed and said: "The world calls me Sun Rentu. Because I rose up in a foreign war zone and killed too many people under my command, so they gave me such a vicious name!"
After saying that, he saw that Yang Mu still showed no fear on his face and continued:
"It's natural that you can get into that little girl's eyes, but if I take action and take your life with one move, it's like trying to retrieve something from a bag! There are some powerful beings in this world that are far beyond your imagination.
If you are sensible, I hope you will never appear next to that girl again or have anything to do with her. I don’t want to hurt innocent people!"
Before coming over, the merchant told him the general situation of Yang Mu.
In terms of force, he is just an ordinary person who is relatively capable of fighting. At most, he is at the level of a foreign professional mercenary.
At that level, he can kill him instantly with one move, which is really like searching for something!
Yang Mu, however, had no sense at all. After hearing what he said, he was quite excited and said: "How powerful is it? Can you show me your hands?"
Sun Desheng's eyelids twitched. Did this guy think of himself as a performer?
His expression darkened slightly: "Since you don't know how to praise me, don't blame me!"
boom!
There was an explosion under his feet, and the person had disappeared on the spot.