"Have I targeted you with words? How did I target you? Tell me clearly!" Yang Yuxiang sneered. He was very alert and knew that the hatred between the Yang family and the Zhang family could not be resolved, so he did nothing except fanning the flames with his mouth.
Pass.
"You, you, you..." Zhang Tiezhu was furious. He suddenly discovered that Yang Yuxiang was very cunning and did not leave any clues.
When he met the other party, Laoshan Headmaster and most of the elders were present, so it was impossible to frame the other party.
"Huh, don't you have anything to say? If not... then I'll leave and say goodbye." Yang Yuxiang snorted coldly and cupped his hands towards Zhang Liyang.
After that, Yang Yuxiang was about to leave the hall.
When he was with Zhang Liyang in the main hall, he felt very nervous, worried that the other person would suddenly chop him alive.
"Did I let you go?" Zhang Liyang said in a deep voice.
"This is a misunderstanding. What will I do if I don't leave?!" Yang Yuxiang was shocked and spoke in a low voice.
"Misunderstanding? Hahaha... OK, let's just assume that the matter between you and Tiezhu is a misunderstanding." Zhang Liyang smiled faintly.
Hearing this, Yang Yuxiang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave...
"唰"
At this time, a sword shadow flickered, and Yang Yuxiang's right arm flew into the air.
"Ah...!" Yang Yuxiang felt that his right arm was empty. When he saw his arm flying into the air, he suddenly exclaimed.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall was shocked.
Then, Laoshan Headmaster, Nie Zheng, Feng Tiangang and others all arrived in front of Yang Yuxiang, worried that Zhang Liyang would continue to attack.
Others were dumbfounded and at a loss, even Zhang Tiezhu was the same.
Zhang Liyang, who was smiling and saying "it's a misunderstanding" one second ago, slashed Yang Yuxiang's right arm in the next second.
"Zhang Liyang, what are you going to do? Just now your grandson himself didn't say anything wrong with Yang Yuxiang, why are you still taking action?!" Feng Tiangang said in a deep voice.
"Li Yang, you've gone too far!" Headmaster Laoshan said in a deep voice, his expression extremely ugly.
"Senior Brother Zhang...you...what are you doing?!" Hua Shunyi looked ugly and sighed helplessly.
"Zhang Liyang, have you forgotten what you promised me just now?" Zou Yuanying said in a deep voice.
Yang Yuxiang covered the wound and tried hard to stop the bleeding. His face was pale and his lips were trembling with fear... If Zhang Liyang wanted to kill him just now, he would be dead now.
"Hahaha... I didn't forget it." Zhang Liyang looked at Zou Yuanying with a smile.
"Then why did you cut off Yang Yuxiang's arm?!" Zou Yuanying said in a deep voice with a dark face, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted like twists.
Others also looked at Zhang Liyang, wanting to hear what he had to say.
"Hahaha... His surname is Yang and he is Yang Yutang's cousin. That's it. Is that enough?" Zhang Liyang sneered: "If I hadn't been controlling him, what was missing just now was his head.
"
Hearing this, Zou Yuanying remained silent.
indeed.
There was a deep hatred between the Zhang family and the Yang family. Zhang Liyang used this as an excuse to kill Yang Yuxiang. How could they still fight Zhang Liyang?!
Originally, Zhang Liyang wanted to find a reason to kill Yang Yuxiang openly, but the other party was too thief. Apart from using his mouth, he never targeted Zhang Tiezhu at all, leaving no clue for Zhang Liyang.
Therefore, Zhang Liyang could only find an excuse to cut off Yang Yuxiang's arm to vent his anger on his grandson.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Tiezhu looked at his grandfather with complicated eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Sensing his grandson's strange gaze, Zhang Liyang said with a smile.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little depressed." Zhang Tiezhu curled his lips and said calmly.
"Depressed? Why are you depressed? Are you sick?" Hearing this, Zhang Liyang said nervously, worried that something was wrong with his grandson's health.
"If I had known you were so powerful, why would I have been almost killed by Fifth Wife?" Zhang Tiezhu curled his lips and said dissatisfied.
Thinking of what happened a few months ago, he became very angry, and he was almost killed by that little trash fifth wife.
Zhang Liyang: "..."
"Grandpa is wrong, okay?" Zhang Liyang shook his head helplessly.
To be honest, Zhang Liyang has always felt that he can't help Zhang Tiezhu. Regardless of the past, he lets his grandson eat steamed buns and pickles every day... When he secretly eats abalone and sea cucumber, he feels it is tasteless and extremely guilty.
"Oh... ok, I forgive you." Zhang Tiezhu shook his head helplessly.
If Zhang Tiezhu knew that Zhang Liyang made him eat steamed buns and secretly ate sea cucumbers and abalone, he probably would not be able to say the word "forgive" so easily.
Seeing Zhang Liyang and Zhang Tiezhu chatting and laughing, Master Laoshan's face twitched and he looked at Hu Da'an, who was stunned not far away: "Hu Da'an, go help Yang Yuxiang's injury."
"Ah?" Hu Daan was stunned.
"No...Brother Hu, help me stop the bleeding!" Yang Yuxiang covered the wound on his broken arm, gritted his teeth and rushed to Hu Da'an.
"Ah, okay." Hu Da'an nodded, and it was time to show off his superb medical skills again.
"You should also lie down." Hu Daan said proudly.
After that, Yang Yuxiang hurriedly lay down on the ground. The wound where Zhang Liyang cut off his arm still contained the murderous intent of the other party. If these murderous intent were not removed quickly, it might threaten his life.
Hu Da'an began to give Yang Yuxiang acupuncture, and his movements were so skillful that it was jaw-dropping.
You know, being able to force out Zhang Liyang's murderous intention left in Yang Yuxiang's body is a big challenge in itself for Hu Da'an.
However, when more than 50 needles were inserted, Hu Daan ran out of silver needles...
"Prick, Brother Hu!!" Yang Yuxiang urged in a low voice with a pale face.
"That's... okay." Hu Da'an nodded, then took dozens of silver needles from Zhao Wenze's body and stuck them into Yang Yuxiang's body.
Zhao Wenze: "??????"
"Brother Hu, I'm injured too... I can't hold on!" Zhao Wenze said sadly. In addition to stopping bleeding, Hu Daan's silver needle also had the effect of blocking the remaining murderous intent in the wound.
With dozens of silver needles missing from his body, Zhao Wenze suddenly felt that his muscles and veins were bulging, as if his body was about to explode at any moment.
"This... okay, don't worry!" Hu Da'an noticed something strange about Zhao Wenze and hurriedly injected him with a few more needles, but Yang Yuxiang collapsed after doing so.
"Prick me...I'm hurt more seriously!"
"Don't stab him, stab me..."
"Stick me, don't hit him!"
"Zhao Wenze, you have been stabbed for a long time, don't grab it!"
"Yang Yuxiang, do you understand that first come, first served...those needles were originally inserted into my body!"
"..."
Hu Daan: "..."
"Can you please stop arguing? If you keep arguing anymore, I won't stab anyone!" Hu Daan gritted his teeth and was confused by the two people's argument.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall had different expressions...
No one could have imagined that Zhao Wenze and Yang Yuxiang, who usually have a close relationship, would have a violent dispute over acupuncture.