"Who do I think this is? Isn't this the famous coward of the Yang family?"
Huang Jing turned his head towards Yang Ning, not taking him seriously at all, and there was a strong sense of ridicule in every word, "Why, do you want to stand up for your brother?
"You don't even ask yourself, are you worthy? When will you be able to hold a weapon firmly? Come talk to me again, don't you know what it means to be embarrassed!"
Yang Ning smiled slightly, not angry, just as if a mad dog was barking in front of him.
People would not bark at a mad dog.
People only beat mad dogs to death and maim them.
So Yang Ning took action.
The move is very simple, just a straight punch.
If you're just dealing with a dog, do you need any advanced tricks?
Huang Jing did not expect that Yang Ning would strike suddenly. Yang Ning's punch seemed ordinary, but it came extremely fast. When he realized that the situation was not good, it was already too late to dodge.
In panic, Huang Jing quickly raised his arms to block and protect his head and face. With a bang, Huang Jing felt as if his arm was broken. The pain was unbearable and he couldn't help but scream.
This punch was not only fast, but also powerful and heavy. Huang Jing could not resist it at all.
One punch blasted away Huang Jing's defense, forcing the opponent's arms to move away. Yang Ning stepped forward and then swung out a second punch, hitting the opponent's front door!
Amidst the dull impact, the bridge of Huang Jing's nose collapsed, his head fell back, and blood flew from his mouth and nose!
Yang Ning shook his blood-stained hands, feeling dissatisfied. His fists also felt a little painful. After all, they were made of flesh and blood, and the skin on the joints was about to break.
Yang Ning decided to change to a more labor-saving way of striking, so he took off the ring-shou knife from his waist without pulling it out, and struck Huang Jing head and face with the scabbard!
This was very painful for Huang Jing. After a few blows, his head was smashed and his face was red.
Huang Jing instinctively raised his arms to protect his head while the ghosts were crying and wolves were howling. However, his arms were not as strong as the sword after all. Both of his arms were quickly smashed and fractured, and he could no longer lift them up.
After losing the protection of his hands, Huang Jing's head and face were covered with wounds in just a moment, with bruises and bruises, no good piece of flesh visible, and his hair was completely messed up, looking like a ferocious ghost.
"Stop, stop..."
Huang Jing looked at Yang Ning as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, confused and frightened. He didn't understand why the fourth son of the Yang family suddenly changed his temper and became so fierce and able to fight, "Don't fight, don't fight..." ....”
Huang Jing turned around and wanted to run. As he ran, he kept shouting: "Yang Ning! Are you crazy? Do you want to kill me? Have you thought about the consequences? Can your Yang family bear this responsibility?!
"Ouch, ouch...Yang San, Yang Tong, what are you doing standing still? Hurry, stop him!"
By the end of the shouting, Huang Jing's voice was obviously crying.
Yang Ning grabbed Huang Jing's back collar and threw him to the ground as he tried to escape. Then he stepped firmly on his chest with one foot, looked down at him and said lightly:
"You are quite capable of bossing around my Yang family. Why don't you try being domineering?"
By this moment, Huang Jing's face was blood red, and even his struggle seemed weak. After hearing Yang Ning's indifferent question, his face showed deep fear.
But the next moment, this fear was replaced by shame and anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "You, if you have the guts, kill me and see if there will be a good ending if you kill me!"
He didn't believe that Yang Ning dared to kill him.
Yang Tong didn't believe it either.
He stared blankly at Yang Ning, who had beaten Huang Jing into a state of disarray, and felt mixed emotions again.
On the one hand, he was happy, very happy. He wished that Huang Jing would be more miserable, but on the other hand, he was worried that this matter would not end well.
Is it possible that Yang Ning can really kill Huang Jing?
Not to mention the situation of the Yang family, if Huang Jing is killed, how will the Yang family explain to Huang Wenzhong, and how will they face the Huang family?
Facts have proved that both Huang Jing and Yang Tong were wrong.
Yang Ning unsheathed the sword unhurriedly, and in Huang Jing's increasingly frightened eyes, she placed the cold blade in front of his neck and said with an undiminished smile:
"There's no doubt that I'm talented, and I'm willing to prove it to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp blade passed across Huang Jing's throat!
"no, do not want......"
Before Huang Jing could cry out for mercy, blood was already gushing from his throat, so he could only desperately cover his neck, roll back and forth on the ground, his legs kept kicking, and his whole body was shaking.
The blood dyed the loess on the ground red, which was particularly eye-catching under the warm winter sunshine.
Yang Tong stayed in place in shock, watching Huang Jing gradually fall silent in disbelief, feeling as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Did Yang Ning really kill Huang Jing? How could he be so decisive? How dare he?
This... this guy really dares to kill people! No, he has killed people a long time ago. This guy...he is simply murderous!
Yang Tong didn't dare to look directly at Yang Ning anymore.
The young men who watched this scene on the school grounds were all horrified and moved. Huang Jing's body was displayed on the ground, which made them realize very clearly that the fourth son of the Yang family was indeed capable of killing people.
After three or four days of training and receiving many whips from Yang Ning, the young men who were already in awe of him now feared Yang Ning even more.
A living member of a wealthy family turned into an immobile corpse in front of their eyes, which once again made the young men understand their situation.
Yang Ning turned to look at the young men, and lost no time in speaking in a deep voice: "Look at this corpse, what did you think of?
"My master's idea is indeed very simple. These are troubled times, and human life is nothing in troubled times. If we cannot repel the barbarians, they and their families will become such corpses!"
Many young and strong faces turned ashen.
Yang Ning waved his hand: "If you want to vomit, go to the side and vomit. After vomiting, it's time to go to the top of the city. The sooner you get used to the dead, the better your chances of survival will be."
He killed Huang Jing in full public view, originally intending to let the young men prepare themselves mentally for seeing the blood.
Not many young people went to vomit, until Yang Ning leaned down and cut off Huang Jing's head in front of them, everyone including Yang Tong rushed to the side.
...
In the lobby, Huang Wenzhong slowly put down his tea cup, sighed, and said to the old patriarch in a serious voice:
"Mr. Yang, in order to persuade General Liu to keep the Yang family, I am willing to sacrifice my face this time. I spent a lot of effort and persuasion for days, and finally managed to convince him.
"We are all from Licheng. We should look up and help each other. Mr. Yang doesn't need to thank me, but General Liu must give an explanation."
The old patriarch nodded slightly, but did not say anything. Yang Meng was anxious and quickly spoke:
"If the Yang family can be safe and sound this time, we will never dare to forget Brother Huang's great kindness. The Yang family will definitely thank you generously afterwards!
"I just don't know what kind of explanation General Liu needs from us?"
