Yu Canghai took action with anger. Before these people could react, they were hit. They all fell to the ground and died. The time from when the palm was released to when they were dead only took a blink of an eye.
Then Yu Canghai looked at the plaque of Fuwei Escort Agency, heyed, and flew up lightly, his posture was like a crane flying in the air, and stretched out, and then he slapped the plaque with his palm, and the plaque was It was broken into two pieces and fell down, and then broke into several pieces. The sound spread far away.
After Yu Canghai smashed the plaque again, he flew behind his son's coffin, pushed his son's coffin to the door of Fuwei Escort Agency with one palm, knocked the door open, and the coffin stopped on the field behind the door.
"Lin Zhennan, the turtle son, come here for me!"
Yu Canghai walked into Fuwei Escort Agency with swaying steps. He had not thought about how to force people to fight, but he didn't want to think about it anymore. He immediately started to remove the signs and kicked off the venue to set the time, forcing Lin Zhennan to compete with him. Fight, if Lin Zhennan doesn't answer, their Fuwei Escort Agency's banner for decades will be gone.
No one would let a coward escort from an escort agency. This must be a huge stimulus to Lin Zhennan, and he couldn't help but compare.
At this time, Lin Zhennan had also finished asking about his son's murder. In his opinion, it was nothing. It was just murder. After so many years of Fuwei Escort Agency, they had killed not only 1,000 but also 800 strongmen. What's the point? The big deal was that the only thing that worried him was this person's accent. The people from Bashu just didn't know which sect they were from. If this was from the Qingcheng sect, then there would be some talk about their escort bureau stationed in Sichuan.
But as I said, just kill them. Their Fuwei Escort Agency is not bad. If Qingcheng wants to be big, they won't be afraid. There are eighty-one escort heads in the Fuwei Escort Agency, and none of them are top-notch players in the world. In addition, there are thousands of thieves, no matter which sect, he dares to touch.
Just when he had just finished consoling his son, he heard the sound at the gate and the yelling with a Bashu accent. He knew in his heart that this was someone coming to seek revenge, but he was not afraid. He was also very skilled in martial arts. of.
If it were just a world where everyone was proud of the world, Lin Zhennan's martial arts would have been abandoned long ago, and his vision would not be good. But in this world where he is the best in the world, Lin Zhennan is different. Although he is still a businessman, he does everything They are all done in every aspect, but their skills are not bad. At least now Yishou Tianshou and Yu Canghai are inseparable, and there is still room for speech.
This shocked all the Qingcheng disciples. They had all been photographed and checked repeatedly before. Lin Zhennan has always used crappy swordsmanship, and his fist and palm skills have not been shown at all. Unexpectedly, his palm skills are as good as Yu Canghai's, leaving Yu Canghai without a chance to draw his sword. .
"Master Yu, it's better to stop. You are injured now, but you may not be a match for a certain family, so you should stay put."
When Yu Canghai heard Lin Zhennan's words, he felt secretly resentful in his heart. If you had shown your damn kung fu earlier, I would never have come. But now that I have come, my son is dead, and I have been driven here, what else do you want? Stop, let's play.
"Call your little bitch out, and I won't fight you!"
What Yu Canghai said was unacceptable to Lin Zhennan. He only had a son.
"Even if Yu Guanzhu Quanzi kills a disciple of your noble sect, don't you be so angry? Peace brings wealth. The worst I can do is give up half of my income on the escort journey for three years. This is half of hundreds of thousands of taels every year. I am We have negotiated with the people from Yuegang!"
Of course, Lin Zhennan couldn't give up on his son. He could only use half of his three-year income to buy Yu Canghai. In his opinion, once this half of the income came out, anyone's death could be justified.
The half percent of hundreds of thousands taels per year plus the 30 percent promised by Lin Zhennan before, this is 35 percent. If there were not these bad things and Daomen Sanshan, Yu Canghai would have accepted it.
But things are different now. The three mountains of Taoism, the revenge of his son's murder, and the pressure from the court are all on him. There is no way back for him.
Thinking of this, Yu Canghai shook his head, and a piece of facial makeup flew out and hit Lin Zhennan directly in the face, forcing him to retreat.
Yu Canghai immediately drew his sword in his hand and used the Songfeng Sword Technique against Lin Zhennan. Lin Zhennan looked at the Songfeng Sword Technique and shouted in his heart, he is also an expert in using swords, although he is better at Palm Techniques. , but he also practices the family swordsmanship every day. Although he knows that his swordsmanship is nonsense, he does not dare to practice the complete swordsmanship. He can only enjoy a set of swordsmanship every day and fantasize about it. He is a top swordsman like his great-grandfather.
But in fact, he is a master of palm skills with a pair of iron palms that can split mountains and rocks. A pair of iron palms is as good as any magical weapon.
He watched Yu Canghai finish a set of sword skills, and then started his own attack. The pair of flesh palms and Yu Canghai's Songwen Ancient Sword kept clashing together, putting great pressure on Yu Canghai.
"Master Yu, you'd better stop."
Lin Zhennan struck forward with both palms and knocked Yu Canghai away with a powerful force.
"Master Yu, why are you still fighting? I can put a table on the table and drink together about the dog, and let this be over!"
Lin Zhennan put his hands behind his back. Lin Pingzhi, who was standing not far away, could clearly see the thin and bleeding wounds on his trembling hands.
After all, he only has a pair of fleshy palms and it doesn't matter what weapon the opponent uses when fighting with others. But if a master of Yu Canghai's level uses a sword, it is not something he can deal with without injury.
Yu Canghai looked at Lin Zhennan and felt a cold feeling in his heart. His intelligence was completely wrong. Lin Zhennan was at least an opponent on the same level as him.
"My son is dead. He was killed by Lin Pingzhi. What happened?"
Lin Zhennan's liver ached when he heard this. He was already prepared for heavy bleeding, but it was no longer something that could be dealt with. "What do you want to do?"
At this moment, he didn't look like a businessman anymore, but more like a man in the world.
"Okay, in three months' time in Fuzhou City, we will decide the outcome and life and death. I'll call someone for you in three months!"
Yu Canghai looked at Lin Zhennan and said after a while.
After saying that, he waved his hand and left with the people. He was going to recuperate and heal the people. Now it was done.
Lin Zhennan looked at the coffin being carried away, the dead people and the fallen plaque, and slapped Lin Pingzhi on the face, "From now on, you can practice martial arts with me. You will die in three months." Whether you live or not depends on your ability."
He now realizes that he is too doting on Lin Pingzhi. Now Lin Pingzhi cannot even compare to 30% of what he was back then. It seems that one has to be powerful in the world to be blessed!
