"Oh... Why is this guy here?" Zhang Liyang shook his head helplessly. Every time he saw Han Leshan, he had a headache.
"Han Leshan, what are you going to do?!" Mr. Yan was angry and immediately stood in front of Zhang Liyang, staring at Han Leshan fiercely.
"Get out of here and let me chop him!" Han Leshan said through gritted teeth. The more Mrs. Yan protected Zhang Liyang, the angrier he felt.
"No... Han Leshan, leave quickly!" Mrs. Yan said angrily.
"Ah...!" Han Leshan looked up to the sky and roared, his anger boiling.
Zhang Tiezhu looked at his grandfather and then at Han Leshan. He suddenly began to pity Old Donkey Face. No wonder Old Donkey Face was so hostile to him. It must be all because of his grandfather.
In fact, this is not Han Leshan’s fault, no man would be able to accept it.
"Zhang Liyang, if you have the guts, then challenge me to a duel!" Han Leshan roared angrily: "Let us decide the outcome in a man's way!"
Zhang Liyang: "..."
"We haven't seen you for so many years. Are you feeling itchy again?" Zhang Liyang sighed helplessly.
"Stop talking nonsense, come on, let's have a fair fight, don't you dare?!" Han Leshan yelled.
"Okay, let's fight." Zhang Liyang nodded helplessly. He originally wanted to say a few more words to Zhang Tiezhu, but Han Leshan, a donkey-faced man, came over to make trouble.
"Okay, come on!" Han Leshan's fighting spirit was overwhelming. He immediately flew into the air, holding a black iron sword, brewing his fighting spirit.
"Brother Li Yang, you...you are merciful!" Mrs. Yan's face was ugly. Even Han Leshan's two sneak attacks on Fang Qishui failed. How could he be Zhang Liyang's opponent?
"Don't worry, we can't kill him." Zhang Liyang shook his head helplessly, jumped up into the air.
Zhang Tiezhu looked confused and muttered: "Are they trying to fight for women?"
As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Yan immediately beamed with joy, as happy as a flower. However, she was not happy for more than two seconds when Huang Tianxiang's words made her face darken.
"Hu Di Ma, are you stupid? Have you ever seen a man rob an old woman? Everyone robs the eldest daughter!" Huang Tianxiang smiled scornfully, thinking that Hu Di Ma was stupid and not even one ten thousandth as smart as him.
Look, if you pick any disciple at random, they are all the grandsons of masters like Zhang Liyang!
But as soon as he said these words, Huang Tianxiang felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but shudder. When he saw the resentful old face of Mrs. Yan, he wanted to bite it twice.
Huang Tianxiang: "..."
Too careless.
I forgot that the old lady involved was also there!
Mrs. Yan snorted coldly. Now she was too lazy to talk to Huang Tianxiang and raised her head to look at the two people in the air.
Fang Qishui breathed out, showing a look of gloating. The old thief Han Leshan had attacked his crotch before, but now that he met Zhang Liyang, Han Leshan was unlucky.
Fang Qishui touched his chest, and the heartbreaking pain became more and more intense. He couldn't help walking up to Zhang Tiezhu and stabbed him.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned. Could it be that Fang Qishui wanted to sneak attack his grandfather while he was flying into the sky?
"Do you... have disinfectant at home? I need a bandage." Fang Qishui said with a dark face.
"Okay, I have a good heart." Zhang Tiezhu shook his head helplessly, worried that Fang Qishui would die from excessive blood loss, so he clapped his hands: "Where is Miao Fu?"
Miao Fu, who was hiding next to the kennel, heard Zhang Tiezhu's call and rushed into the house immediately: "Master Zhang, the little one is here!"
"Go and bandage the old asshole." Zhang Tiezhu said calmly.
"Yes!" Miao Fu nodded heavily and made a "please" gesture to Fang Qishui, gesturing for him to sit on the kang.
Fang Qishui: "...Thank you very much."
Miao Fu found the medicine box in the collapsed cabinet and began to bandage Fang Qishui's chest seriously, with quick hands and feet, very much like a doctor.
Everyone below looked up, even the little black dog in the yard, its eyes widened.
...
In the air, Zhang Liyang and Han Leshan looked at each other.
"Come on, Zhang Laogou, let me see your current strength!" Han Leshan roared, his fighting spirit overwhelming.
Zhang Liyang looked calm and spoke slowly: "Old donkey, you are still no match for me."
"Hehehe... That's not necessarily the case. Let me show you how powerful I am!" Han Leshan poured all his energy into the black iron knife in his hand, intending to give Zhang Liyang a heavy blow by surprise.
Han Leshan is well aware of the gap between himself and Zhang Liyang, and it is definitely impossible to win, but he can still do it by making Zhang Liyang disgraced by surprise!
Han Leshan slowly rushed towards Zhang Liyang, seemingly planning to test him, but in fact he was holding back all his strength and planned to surprise Zhang Liyang.
Zhang Laogou is ready to be defeated... Han Leshan grinned secretly, held the knife in both hands, came in front of Zhang Liyang, and shouted loudly: "Behead!!"
This slashing attack incorporated all of his true energy, which would definitely surprise Zhang Liyang and outshine the opponent. Then he would stop fighting and take the opportunity to laugh at Zhang Liyang!
"Han Leshan, I'm busy today and don't have time to coax you..." Zhang Liyang sighed helplessly, and a silver long sword appeared in his hand, and he clashed with Han Leshan fiercely and fearlessly.
"boom"
"Boom"...
Han Leshan clenched his black iron sword and flew backwards, blood dripping from both wrists...
With just one move from both sides, Han Leshan was defeated.
This is definitely not because Han Leshan is weak, but because Zhang Liyang is too strong.
Originally, Han Leshan planned to feel proud, but it ended up being embarrassing.
"You lost." Zhang Liyang spoke slowly, his expression calm, and the silver sword disappeared from his hand.
Han Leshan managed to stabilize his body, gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Liyang: "Old dog Zhang, my diarrhea is not good today, you can wait until next time!"
"Okay." Zhang Liyang nodded, not bothering to talk nonsense with Han Leshan. The two parties had known each other for decades and knew each other's tempers thoroughly.
Zhang Liyang slowly fell into the room, looked at Zhang Tiezhu and grinned: "Are you handsome?"
"Handsome!" Zhang Tiezhu nodded heavily. The sword he just struck seemed ordinary, but it contained a shocking sword intent.
Although Zhang Tiezhu has never practiced swordsmanship seriously, he still has some understanding of the way of swordsmanship.
"Hehehe...Okay, Tiezhu, let's get down to business. Do you have any questions now?" Zhang Liyang said with a smile. He didn't have much time and would leave soon.
"Grandpa, are you Zhang Liyang? Are you from Laoshan?" Zhang Tiezhu scratched his head and asked nonsense.
Although everything just now proved that his grandfather Zhang Youde was Zhang Liyang, he still wanted to hear his grandfather admit it himself.
"Yes, I am Zhang Liyang. I was once from Laoshan." Zhang Liyang said calmly.
After hearing Zhang Liyang's words, Nie Zheng and Hua Shunyi looked complicated and hesitated to speak...
"My biological parents, are they really... dead?" Zhang Tiezhu asked again.
"Yes." Zhang Liyang nodded.
"Then...who are my current parents?" Zhang Tiezhu said with a confused look on his face.
"Haha...you can find out these things in a visit to the Seventh Field." Zhang Liyang smiled lightly and said, "There are answers to many things you want to know there."
"Ah?" Zhang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment. He really had the chance to ask, but he didn't know where to start.
At this moment, Zhang Liyang, Fang Qishui, Mrs. Yan and others were stunned one after another, with different expressions...
"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Tiezhu asked with a confused look on his face, feeling that the atmosphere in the room suddenly felt a little strange.
"Hehehe... They are just here looking for death." Zhang Liyang said lightly.
"Looking for death?" Zhang Tiezhu looked confused and was about to ask.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside.