"Brother Ren, what on earth did you say just now? Why didn't Ling'er understand a word of it?"
"If you don't understand, don't ask any more questions."
"oh."
"Can Ling'er know, why...he called you master?"
"I don't know either."
"Brother Ren doesn't know either?"
"Um."
"That……"
"Shut up."
"oh."
At midnight, as the sun was setting, the two of them also arrived in Wuxi City.
It was dusk at this time, and the bustling streets were the busiest time of the day. The two found an inn, asked for two upper rooms, and then ordered a pot of good tea and a few side dishes.
The inn is very big, with the backyard as a residence and the lobby as a restaurant. I can lean against the railing on the second floor, blowing the breeze, drinking tea, and watching the crowds on the street...
Seeing that Brother Ren finally stopped reading, Zhong Ling couldn't help but ask, "Is that person really Gang Leader Qiao's father?"
He nodded arbitrarily and said, "Yes."
Zhong Ling's eyes widened and he said, "Then the leader of the Beggar Clan wants to call Brother Ren Master?"
Ranyi said: "He should indeed call me Master."
Zhong Ling's little face suddenly said excitedly: "Then what should Gang Leader Qiao call me?"
Ranyi said: "I am his elder, but you are not."
Upon hearing this, the little girl immediately lost her energy and lay down on the table.
Seeing the mink eating haise on the plate, he ate a plate of cooked beef like a storm and glared at it fiercely.
Seeing that Xuanyuan had no appetite for food and was just looking outside, Zhong Ling couldn't help but curiously asked: "Brother Ren, since your martial arts is already the best in the world, why do you still need to read so many martial arts secret books? No one can beat you anyway. "
He sipped the tea at will and said calmly: "A person who is about to die wants to fill his stomach first. How can a martial arts practitioner not want to improve his martial arts? People always have to find something to do for themselves."
Zhong Ling nodded in understanding, and suddenly heard a chuckle...
A person on the left said: "Young people from the martial arts world don't know how high the world is, but this ignorant junior is actually known as the best in the world in martial arts."
This man was wearing a green scholar's robe and looked to be about fifty years old. His eyes were squinted, as if his eyesight had been damaged by too much reading.
Zhong Ling glared and said, "Who are you? I want you to talk too much when I'm talking to my elder brother."
The scholar in Tsing Yi drank strong wine and said with a smile: "I just want to remind you two juniors, don't say such arrogant words again, or you may lose your life."
Zhong Ling said angrily: "I want you to cause trouble, but I don't even know who you are."
The Confucian scholar chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me, but you can't claim to be the best in the world in martial arts."
Zhong Ling said: "Why can't you say it?"
The Confucian scholar said coldly: "In this Jiangnan, if I am the 'second in Jiangnan' in terms of palm skills, the only person I admire is Mr. Murong of Gusu who is 'the first in Jiangnan'."
Zhong Ling smiled and said: "What's 'the second in Jiangnan' or the 'the first in the Jiangnan'? It's so shameless. No matter you are the first or the second in Jiangnan, my brother Ren is the best in the world."
The Confucian scholar sneered: "Only for this junior? If he can take my three palms..."
Zhong Ling said: "What happens next?"
The Confucian scholar said leisurely: "Then I will only recognize him as the second best."
At this time, Xuanyuan suddenly turned his head and looked over: "Are you a retainer of the Murong family, Gong Yegan?"
The Confucian scholar turned his eyes and looked at Xuanyi: "Junior, do you know me?"
Ranyi smiled and said, "Try giving me a slap."
Before he could respond, he struck out with a palm of his hand...
Gong Yeqian looked shocked. How could a person who could exert force from a distance be invincible in martial arts? Facing this ethereal, swift and unpredictable palm, his hands also changed.
The inner strength is flowing in the palm of my hand, and I want to take it.
However, when the palm power converged, he immediately felt that the power of this palm was like a mountain. Not only could it not be shaken, but the force was simply irresistible and irresistible.
The overbearing and cruel palm force came, and the bones in both arms were shattered and broken. There was only a sound of bone cracking. Gong Yeqian couldn't bear it anymore and let out a miserable scream.
"ah!"
People were blown away and two large tables were smashed, but luckily no one was hit.
With a "poof", he vomited a large amount of blood from his mouth. At this time, not only were Gong Yeqian's arms broken by the beating, but his martial arts skills were also disabled.
Randomly asked: "Is Murong Fu's palm skills as powerful as mine?"
Gong Yeqian's face turned pale and his eyes were about to burst as he said, "You...who are you?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said, "You haven't answered my question yet. Murong Fu's palm skills are comparable to mine!"
Gong Yeqian laughed loudly, vomiting blood while laughing and said: "Your Excellency's palm skills are exquisite. The four words 'Jiangnan second' are well deserved. You are the second in Jiangnan and the worst in the world!"
Ranran smiled and said: "I admire people like you who are not afraid of death. You can go now. Next time I meet Murong Fu, I will slap him in front of you with my own hands."
Gong Yeqian's expression changed greatly. This man's martial arts skills were unbelievable. He could beat himself into a cripple with just one palm. Even the young master was definitely no match for him.
If this person really had a grudge against the Murong family, wouldn't he become a sinner himself?
He didn't leave, he didn't dare to leave, he asked loudly: "Who is your Excellency!"
Ranran smiled and said: "Aren't you leaving?"
Gong Yeqian struggled to get up and apologized: "I have offended you a lot just now. This matter has nothing to do with Master Murong."
Anyan still smiled and said: "I don't like your mouth."
Gong Yeqian's body trembled, he heard the meaning of these words... His heart skipped a beat, his eyes swept, and he lowered his head to look at the chopsticks on the ground.
When he tiptoed, a bamboo chopstick flew towards his face, but it stuck into his mouth!
Seeing such a scene, Zhong Ling couldn't bear to watch anymore...
Ranyi smiled and said, "What a loyal eagle dog, but it's a pity that he has the wrong master... You can rest assured that I won't kill Murong Fu with one slap."
"you……"
Gong Yeqian endured the heartbreaking pain, with extreme hatred on his face, but he did not dare to offend him again.
With a single stroke of the palm, the person was sent directly from the second floor.
The person fell downstairs and there was no movement.
Zhong Ling said: "Brother Ren, is he... is he dead?"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said: "He is the owner of Chixia Manor, there will always be someone to send him back."
Sure enough, not long after, someone found Gong Yeqian who was almost dead. Several servants came forward and quickly carried him away and sent him to a doctor for treatment.
…
Duan Yu, who was in a coma, had already woken up. As soon as he woke up, he went to find Wang Yuyan again.
Then, with the help of A'Zhu, A Bi and Duan Yu, Wang Yuyan, who was under guard, secretly left Mantuo Villa with them.
Duan Yu and the three of them pushed the boat together until the flowers and trees in Mantuo Villa could no longer be seen, and the four people on the boat felt relieved.
They were afraid that Mrs. Wang would come after her in a speedboat...
The sun was about to set and the smoke on the lake was getting thicker. Abi said: "Miss Cousin, are you really going to find the young master?"
Wang Yuyan said: "Why does Abi ask that?"
Abi shook her head and said, "I'm just afraid that we will meet Mr. Ren again."
Duan Yu, who was about to speak, immediately shut his mouth when he heard the words "Mr. Ren".
A'Zhu said: "Actually, as long as sister Ling'er is here, there is no need to worry, but... we just can't contradict Mr. Ren, let alone make him unhappy, otherwise..."
