Huang An still has a question. The master is not a compassionate person, but comes from a military background. Will he let Yang Zaizhou leave the martial arts gym?
Could it be that Yang left just before Zhou came back?
Huang An stared at Yang Zaizhou with his eyes.
His left fist clenched and clenched, his eyes were even more vicious, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he looked like he was gnashing his teeth.
This evil thief pretended to be innocent before. Huang Anzai had just arrived in Feng'an City, and the first person he saw after waking up was Yang Zaizhou.
Because of this special relationship, Huang An had a great feeling for Yang Zaizhou in the martial arts school and often gave him several big buns. Unexpectedly, this man was so cruel that he dared to harm him.
What's more important is that if it weren't for this person, Huang An would still be the young apprentice of Zhao Dun in the Iron Bone Realm, and still be the great benefactor of the Zhao Family Martial Arts School.
His path forward will surely be bright with a master in the Iron Bone Realm taking care of him.
But because of Yang Zaizhou's informant, Huang An has now become a rogue warrior without a home.
If he wants to obtain martial arts resources, he can only fight in the army.
If he hadn't had money, Huang An would have joined the army to earn merit and money. How could he still be practicing to this day?
Huang An's current miserable situation is all due to this person!
Old and new grudges, how can we not hate those who betrayed the feelings of our brothers and sisters?
Having seen blood many times, he has obviously adapted to some of the rules of this world.
Huang An put down the obstructive black jar in his arms and placed it behind the pillar beside him, right under his feet.
Then, he stood up and touched the dagger in his arms, staring closely at Yang Zaizhou's back.
The two or three vendors behind Huang An looked at Huang An's slightly obscene movements and looked at each other, not knowing what he meant.
Why is this man hunched over and staring at this little beggar?
This place is close to the city lord's palace, and Huang An doesn't dare to blatantly kill people in the street.
After all, he was expelled from the Zhao Family Martial Arts School. Although he was considered a martial artist, he had no foundation to back him up.
If the people in the City Lord's Mansion knew the news, I'm afraid they wouldn't let me go easily.
Thinking of this, Huang An felt even more resentful.
Follow Yang Zaizhou and then find an opportunity to kill him!
With a decision in his mind, Huang An took two deep breaths.
He knelt down and was about to pick up his jar, but his right hand just touched the jar body.
Suddenly.
"Hey, what did you do with my jar?"
"Little thief! Put down my jar, that's the jar I put beans and pickles in!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from behind.
Jar?
"Your jar?"
Huang An subconsciously looked over and saw an old man running towards him.
Obviously, the jar in his mouth was the jar containing Guiyuan Tang that he had just put down.
Is this old thief cheating?!!
Fuck!
Tricky people!
Huang An was so angry that he suddenly turned around and his expression changed drastically.
Yang Zaizhou must have discovered that he is a warrior!
Oops!
Sure enough, the half-old man's shouts attracted the attention of the people around him. Huang An turned back and met Yang Zaizhou's astonished eyes.
Yang Zaizhou's eyes suddenly panicked, he turned around and ran away!
"Get out!"
Huang An suddenly kicked away the old man who was grabbing him from behind. Before he could get the black jar, he chased Yang Zaizhou.
"Yang Zaizhou!"
An angry shout made Yang Zaizhou turn even whiter in fright. When he saw Huang An killing Pang Han that day, he was so frightened that he ran away overnight.
When I came back a few days ago, I heard that even the Fourth Master had died inexplicably in the city. Yang Zaizhou was really scared.
When he returned to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, as soon as he entered the door, he was caught by his junior sister Zhao Le and a group of senior brothers. He was beaten so hard that he fainted on the spot.
When he woke up, he found that he had been kicked out and expelled from the martial arts gym.
Moreover, the master, his senior fellow apprentices, and some people had already left Feng'an. The old man Li who was guarding the gate refused to let him in. He also called the senior fellow apprentices who stayed behind in the martial arts hall and beat him out again.
Only then did he realize that he had been exposed.
While I was scared, I was also wondering why the master didn't kill me.
I have been in a state of confusion for many days, not daring to go home and having nowhere to go, so I can only wander on the streets.
Unexpectedly, I met Huang An today!
Moreover, Huang An didn't look like he was injured. The fourth master actually died without even hurting Huang An.
Huang An is still fine, and he is still in the city. He also encountered him. Is he afraid that he will be beaten to death on the spot?
He, Yang Zaizhou, has been practicing martial arts for more than three years, and he is in the middle stage of the five internal organs realm.
I don’t know what kind of medicine Huang An took, but according to his martial arts master, he seems to be in the late stage of the five internal organs realm.
What's more important is that the Fourth Master in the Bronze Skin Realm seems to have died in his hands.
There was also Senior Brother Pang Han, who was in the middle stage of the Six Fu Realm, and was beaten to death on the spot by this sick man.
Although I don’t know what methods Huang An used, I did see with my own eyes that Senior Brother Pang was beaten to death on the spot.
I even heard a few days ago that even Senior Brother Pang’s parents, younger brothers and sisters were killed by this guy.
Faced with such a vicious person, Yang Zaizhou was already timid even before he could fight him.
In addition, you have a guilty conscience, you haven’t eaten enough for many days, your legs are weak and your eyes are dizzy, how can you dare to challenge?
Don’t even dare to say harsh words, just run away!
This place was close to the City Lord's Mansion, so he ran straight to the City Lord's Mansion, even though Huang An didn't dare to kill anyone in the street!
Huang An practiced the eight body-building techniques at a very fast speed. In just seven breaths, he was already two meters away from Yang Zaizhou's back.
Right in front of us was the side entrance of the City Lord's Mansion, but we finally caught up.
Huang An's eyes boiled with murderous intent, but he couldn't take out the dagger. He stepped hard on his feet and flew up in an instant.
In the midst of lightning and flint, a kick flew up, and with a "bang" sound, he stepped hard on Yang Zaizhou's heart.
"Ah!"
Yang Zaizhou screamed and flew out at a faster speed.
But Huang An's complexion changed suddenly.
This Yang Zaizhou actually smashed into the side door of the city lord's mansion with a bang, making a big hole in the side door.
It turns out that this little thief is also smart, and he took a hateful kick from Huang An in the back, and directly used the force to smash into the city lord's palace.
At this moment, I am screaming in a pile of rotten wood.
Huang An landed on the ground, bowed his body, released his strength, and was still considering whether to chase after him.
Suddenly.
"Who?"
"A thief broke in!"
"Beggars?"
"Kill!"
There was a clang and the sound of a broadsword cutting through the air, followed by a shrill scream.
Is it Yang Zaizhou?
Is he dead?
"Is there a thief outside the door? How brave! How dare you break down the door of my city lord's mansion!"
The voice is somewhat familiar.
It’s the young city lord Li Wei!
Huang An's expression changed, he shook his teeth, glanced reluctantly, turned and left.
It's a pity that Yang Zaizhou was not killed by himself.
After seven or eight breaths, Huang An returned to the place where the black jar had been placed. But when he bent over and took a look, there was still a black jar somewhere?
It must have been taken away by that old man just now!
What about that nasty old thief?
Huang An turned his head and looked back, looking at the vendors behind him when he was hiding. He happened to be looking at an old man with evasive eyes.
Huang An stood up straight, turned around slowly, and stared at the old man expressionlessly.
"Sir, my lord!"
This old man is already panicking.
He also didn't expect that in a moment of obsession, he would offend a young warrior. Seeing Huang An come back to look for the jar, he felt regretful and immediately started laughing.
He placed his hand on top of the jar.
This jar was placed in the most conspicuous place on his car. Obviously, he wanted to return the jar to Huang An if he came back.
If you can't go back...
Huang An grinned, revealing two rows of big white eyes, but he couldn't hide the ferocious light in his eyes.
This old thief deserves to die for ruining my good deeds!
As if there were springs under his feet, Huang An rushed over like a strong wind.
In the Ming Dynasty, warriors were subject to strict supervision, but their status was also very high.
An ordinary vendor dares to blackmail warriors with their belongings.
Even if Huang An kills him now, it won't be a big deal with the government. There are witnesses and physical evidence, and he can leave safely after paying five hundred copper coins.
The two sides were only seven or eight steps apart, and Huang An pulled out the dagger in his arms while running.
"Keng!" sounded, and a cold light flashed through.
A severed hand flew up and fell to the ground with a "click".
The five fingers are still trembling slightly.
The old man whimpered and screamed, holding his severed hand and wailing in pain. The surrounding vendors immediately dispersed, looking at Huang An holding the dagger with a look of horror.
"Consider yourself lucky to meet me today!"
A fierce light flashed out of the corner of Huang An's eyes, he glared at the half-grown old man coldly, picked up the black jar and left quickly.
Today is really bad.
Huang An no longer had any intention of continuing to have breakfast and went straight to the small courtyard in the east of the city.
......
At three o'clock in the afternoon, a vacant storage room in a waste disposal plant on the outskirts of Eagle City.
There is only one person standing in the large space.
Huang An's face was covered with a black scarf, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.
Wearing a white linen training uniform, he stood upright and looked heroic.
Of course, when you don't show your face, you are indeed extraordinary and have the energy unique to young people.
After all, he has been practicing martial arts for five months, has achieved some success, and his figure is indeed eye-catching.
Huang An's side was filled with three kinds of plush toys, large and small, in different colors but similar styles.
There are about fifteen or six stuffed animals, all standing on the ground.
A transparent silk thread is tied to the plush thread on the head of the toy, and the other end of the silk thread is hung on a specially modified lifting device arranged on the ceiling.
Not far away is a Chrysanthemum mobile phone with its camera turned on.
Huang An is filming a video to promote his own toys.
Regardless of success or failure, he always promoted it, right?
Otherwise, when you come back, your dad will tell you that he didn’t do anything.
At the door of the factory, Ah Chang, who was recruited by Huang An to act as a young man, looked confused and couldn't figure out what Huang An wanted to do.
There is a controller in his hand. As long as he presses it, the silk threads hanging the plush toys will be lifted up instantly.
Then after the plush toy is hoisted to the highest point and contacts the ceiling, the thread will break and the toy will fall to the ground freely.
Although he didn't understand what Huang An meant, most of Ah Chang's eyes were focused on Huang An.
He touched his head, his eyes even more confused.
What's going on?
Why does it feel like Brother Huang is a different person? Even with his face covered, he is still very handsome.
Moreover, he is much more cheerful than when he was with me before, and he seems to be two or three centimeters taller.
Huang An naturally didn't know what Ah Chang was thinking.
When he was ready, he gave Ah Chang a wink.
The two of them have actually practiced it several times and are very familiar with the process.
Ah Chang immediately pressed the remote control in his hand.
The next moment, the lifting device started operating, and all kinds of cute plush toys slowly rose up.
After about five or six meters, the stuffed toy reached the top, and the silk thread that was not firmly fixed broke instantly.
The toys fell off one after another like little dumplings, falling down together.