"Haha!" Yang Huang couldn't help but laugh: "Tou Yan, you are joking. If Miss Qing wants to deal with Mr. Tian, she can just do it directly. Why do you need to murder him? Mr. Tian obviously got into trouble on his own..."
"Even if Miss Qing wants to do something to Mr. Tian, the Lord will not allow it! Therefore, she can only use dirty tricks! Come on!" Hua Yan's anger surged, his eyes widened, and there was no longer the previous anger.
Calm down.
Yang Huang frowned: "Why are you so sure, Master Yan, that Mr. Tian's obsession has something to do with us?"
"It's very simple. Before Hua Tian's accident, he saw you coming out of the martial arts training ground, and the guards confirmed this. Moreover, some people saw you stopping in front of Hua Tian's weapon training!"
Yang Huang snorted and said, "Then what?"
Hua Yan gritted his teeth and said: "That training weapon is very stable. Hua Tian has used it for so long without any accidents. But as soon as you guys show up, something happens to him. If it's not you who are doing the trick, who else is?"
"Haha!" Yang Huang laughed again and shook his head helplessly.
"Boy, why are you laughing?" Hua Yan really hated Yang Huang's smile. He always laughed suddenly and made people inexplicable.
Yang Huang suppressed his smile and said coldly: "Since I must find someone to blame, let's just blame it on me. Why do you have to find such unreliable reasons?"
"Boy, do you mean that I wronged you?"
"Of course!" Yang Huang said coldly, "At that time, there were at least hundreds of people in the martial arts training ground, and everyone was suspected. But the leader only arrested me, not because I was a low-key person, but because it was a good way to vent his anger.
Object."
"Boy, when you get here, do you still want to complain?" Hua Yan gritted his teeth, "I dare to bring you here from Heqing Courtyard just to make sure you are guilty! If you want to quibble, feel free to quibble, it's you
A tough mouth is better than a torture instrument!"
"Come on then, I hope you can withstand Miss Qing's outburst when she comes." Yang Huang said calmly.
"Let him taste the feeling of the iron stamping on his skin first." Hua Yan snorted angrily and shouted.
Immediately, a palace guard picked up the red-hot iron from the fire barrel and walked towards Yang Huang coldly.
Yang Huang's expression did not change, he just looked at him coldly: "When Miss Qing comes, you must be the first to run, otherwise your father-in-law will definitely put the responsibility on you. Because, it is indeed
You moved
The hand is right."
The palace guard couldn't help but stop and glance at Hua Yan. He knew Hua Qing's temper well, so he didn't need to be upset when Yang Huang said it.
"Why are you looking at me? I'll take whatever responsibility I have!" Hua Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Give me the punishment until he confesses."
"That's right, if I don't confess, it won't be justified for you to arrest me casually. Now you are just a loser, pinning your hopes on the fact that I won't be able to bear the punishment and will give in."
Yang Huang's expression remained unchanged: "What a pity, I don't have anything else, my bones are very hard!"
"Brand me!" Hua Yan's expression changed and he shouted fiercely. The guard was panic-stricken, but he couldn't resist his order, so he gritted his teeth and pressed the red-hot iron directly against Yang Huang's chest.
Although Yang Huang was shackled, his body was still free. Upon seeing this, he naturally used the silkworm inducing magic skill, and his body suddenly slid to the side like a loach.
"Dang!" The soldering iron flew out of the air and was printed directly on the back of the chair behind Yang Huang.
"You bastard, you are so nervous. If I do anything, just give it to me!" Hua Yan yelled, thinking that the guard was too nervous and missed.
"Yes!" The palace guard was also very ashamed and responded. The iron turned around and struck Yang Huang's chest again.
Yang Huang moved around again, and the soldering iron was almost touching his armpit, imprinting directly on the back of the iron chair.
"Huh?" Even Hua Yan was stunned for a moment. He stared at Yang Huang with cold eyes, "Boy, it turns out you still have a chance?"
"Although my bones are very hard, my body can be very soft." Yang Huang said with a smile.
"Then let's see what you can do on this chair! Hold him down!" Hua Yan sneered.
The guard immediately held down Yang Huang's shoulder with one hand and pressed the iron to his chest again with the other hand.
"Crack!" The soldering iron still didn't mark Yang Huang's body, but instead marked it on the armrest on the other side of the chair.
Even though his shoulders were held down, Yang Huang's body was still like plasticine, and he could twist and turn at will. The soldering iron had clearly reached his chest, but it still inexplicably failed.
The palace guard looked as if he had been punched hard, and Hua Yan was also stunned. He never thought that a person could actually twist his body like this.
"Boy, I believed you!" Hua Yan suddenly shouted.
Angry, Pishou grabbed the iron from the guard's hand and pushed him away: "I'll do it!" As he said that, the iron whizzed and stabbed Yang Huang straight in the chest.
The two-star palace guards are indeed different from ordinary palace guards.
Hua Yan's attack was quick, sharp, and ruthless. Although he did not use his true strength, the power was far greater than that of the guards. He was sure that he could hit Yang Huang's chest in one fell swoop.
But Yang Huang twisted his body again, and Hua Yan's iron hit missed again.
"Boy, what kind of martial arts are you doing?" Hua Yan couldn't help but his expression suddenly changed, and he glared at Yang Huang.
Yang Huang smiled slightly and said: "This is no martial arts, it's just that my waist is relatively soft."
"Then let's see how soft you can be!" Hua Yan gritted his teeth and sneered. He swung the soldering iron again and touched Yang Huang's chest. This time, his strategy changed. The soldering iron moved very slowly, slowly.
Tuntun approached Yang Huang.
Yang Huang's expression turned solemn.
If the soldering iron came quickly, he would just have to recognize its path and dodge at the critical moment to avoid it.
The slower the soldering iron becomes, the more difficult it becomes.
Because being slow means that it has countless possible variables, Yang Huang cannot stop still.
He just froze there, staring blankly at the approaching soldering iron, hesitant, as if he didn't know what to do.
"Hmph, boy, let's see where you hide!" Hua Yan sneered repeatedly. The iron was already about an inch in front of Yang Huang's chest and was about to seal it.
Yang Huang still didn't move, and the soldering iron continued to advance, and it was quickly attached to Yang Huang's clothes.
"Chi chi! chi chi!" Although the soldering iron had been exposed to the air for a while and had lost its original red heat, the fabric was still instantly charred black when it encountered it, and wisps of green smoke rose up.
"Win!" Hua Yan was overjoyed. He spat out with force, and the soldering iron went straight down.
But the tip of the soldering iron suddenly emptied out. It should have burned the flesh, but there was nothing there.
Hua Yan's face was immediately full of surprise. He could see that Yang Huang's body seemed to have not changed much, but in fact, the area covered by the soldering iron was incredibly dented inward.
The soldering iron is covered with a void because of this concave area.
How could a big living person have his body concave to such an extent? Is he made of water or plasticine?