All this sounds complicated, but in fact it is as fast as lightning.
Bu Lian didn't even have time to make a sound. His mouth was half-opened, his breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were stabbed with tears. In panic, he saw a bronze, skinny finger pressing against the blade. He was confused for a long time, and raised his head stiffly. , dripping with cold sweat.
Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand and pinched the back of the unlucky Boss Bu's neck, and pulled him back a few steps, out of the danger zone where Mr. Zhang could kill him with just one breath. Only then did he relax, and was in the mood to observe Mr. Zhang and him. This other 'madman' next to me.
This man looked to be in his thirties, with ordinary facial features. He looked a bit useless when he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, but his posture was very special, as if he could fly at any time.
Mu Qingyun had a fight with him just now. It seemed that it was not difficult to deal with him and defeat the enemy with one move. But in fact, just from the contact, Mu Qingyun knew that he was very powerful. Without twenty years of hard work, he was not overly talented. People, I'm afraid, wouldn't have such skill as him.
Back when Mu Qingyun was fighting against someone, he was so numb that the opponent couldn't move for a long time. He was still a first-rate disciple in a first-rate sect. The person in front of him looked mediocre, with his back and waist bent, as if he could do anything at any time. He uttered kind words all over the place, but he also had such skill, even in this era of declining martial arts.
Mu Qingyun himself didn't know the hard work of practicing martial arts.
No matter how hard she practiced, even if she lost sweat, skin, and flesh, she would only feel happy, but she had seen the pain of practicing martial arts with her own eyes.
When she was training new disciples at Yuncheng Martial Arts School, she and her senior sisters worked hard. Countless times, she and her senior sisters gave the children scratch medicine, took medicinal baths, and watched those children wear off a layer of skin. Two layers of meat, exhausted every day.
These disciples can enter the Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall because they have passed five levels and killed six generals, and were selected from countless young people who are eager to learn martial arts.
The best future they can get is to practice martial arts, but even so, there will always be one or two who can't bear the pain, or can't bear the fear of the future, and choose to give up or leave.
When the disciples left, the senior sister gave generous gifts, gave diligent instructions, and never got angry.
At that time, she had no time to go back to the martial arts school. She only asked about the current situation of her master when exchanging letters. At that time, she felt angry when she heard what her senior sister said. However, as time went by, she understood that for her senior sister, it was a waste of all her efforts. , sending disciples who have been raised seriously to the battlefield and letting them fight monsters is the most painful thing in the world. This pain must be endured.
Perhaps her senior sisters are thinking every day that these disciples might as well leave the martial arts hall and become ordinary people hiding behind the strong city wall, which may be easier for them to find peace and joy.
Although it is self-deception, who is willing to blame senior sister?
Mu Qingyun thought of a lot of old things.
At this time, the school was in chaos. A group of student representatives stared at Mu Qingyun as if they were watching a big show, and they had not yet recovered.
Principal Huang was already screaming for security, and the teachers were in chaos.
Zhang Jingsong suddenly smiled, turned to the frightened Boss Bu Lianbu and said, "Boss Bu, what do you think of this table? Is it strong?"
The stands on the playground of No. 3 Middle School are made of solid cement and must be extremely strong.
Zhang Jingsong gently put his right hand on the table and raised it again. When Bu Lian glanced at it, his whole body froze.
A deep palm print appeared on the table, and even the palm prints were visible.
Brian immediately swallowed his saliva.
At this time, school security guards were rushing over not far away, but I didn't know what was going on. As soon as I got closer, I felt tightness in my chest and weakness under my feet. It wasn't like I would fall, but it was always true that I didn't have enough strength.
Mu Qingyun glanced at it, with a little surprise in his eyes.
Senior Zhang Jingsong, this hundred-year-old age is really not for free, he can actually learn to "use power to suppress others" without any teacher.
The swordsmen of Hui Jianmen back then were the best at this move, and they often defeated others without fighting.
But at that time, there were only a few people who could use their momentum to oppress others, and most of them were top masters from well-known families.
Zhang Jingsong looked at Bu Lian, with a cold and bored expression on his wrinkled face.
"I'm almost a hundred years old."
Bu Lian remained as silent as a cicada.
Zhang Jingsong asked again: "Is your head as hard as the stone steps?"
Cold sweat fell from Bu Lian's forehead, his whole body was trembling, tears burst out, and he had a lot of things in his mind in just a moment.
Of course he knew Zhang Jingsong.
Even for him, a car accident and the death of someone would not be untouchable. No matter what, he would never forget it.
But before that, Zhang Jingsong was a confused old man in his mind. He never cared about people. What bothered him was just the small trouble this incident brought to his reputation. He didn't feel that the suffering owner himself revenge?
What can you do to a lonely old man whose grandson has become a vegetative state?
Who would have thought that this old man could slap...
Bu Lian's eyes quietly fell on the stone steps of the stands again, and his heart almost jumped out of fear.
That is an old man who is almost a hundred years old. How long can he live? I'm afraid he has stopped taking death seriously, and even if he kills himself, he won't be sentenced to death!
"It was my fault. I drank and drove carelessly. It was my fault. I am willing to compensate. Master, please tell me the number and I am willing to compensate."
Boss Bu is the most aware of current affairs, and tears flowed out.
Zhang Jingsong sighed, and the man beside him who had been silent until now, holding a dagger to commit the murder, suddenly roared: "Compensate? What compensation? Master!"
The man who spoke had a ferocious and painful face.
"I have been studying martial arts with you for twenty years, and I have always listened to your words. You said that practicing martial arts is only to strengthen the body, and not to bully the weak. In the past twenty years, except for fighting with my master and junior brother, I have never fought with anyone else. shelf."
"I also listen to your words. For more than 20 years, I have been kind to others, smiled first when meeting people, and bowed my head when trouble happened. I almost turned my back on myself, but what happened!"
The man looked back at Bu Lian, his eyes as red as blood, "Senior brother was hit like this!! He gave the driver 30,000 yuan and bought the driver to take the blame for him."
"I can't hate the passers-by who were watching on the street. They didn't tell the truth, because this matter has nothing to do with them. Master said, we can't force others to have high moral standards. I also don't hate the pregnant woman who was saved by my senior brother. She almost died. She is so frightened that she can’t make the decision at home, but why can’t I even hate someone named Bu?”
"If we can't get this guy to accompany my junior brother, wouldn't my role as senior brother be in vain?"
The man said coldly, "Master, you don't need to persuade me. Junior brother is not in good health. In the early years, I gave him medicine every day. Every time he was sick, I stayed by the bedside. I was afraid that he would be cold or hot, so I would sleep all the time. If you are not practical and have finally raised your junior brother, are you just trying to make him end up like this?"
(End of chapter)
