Uncle Da walked away holding back his laughter.
Yang Lin watched speechlessly as the old man walked, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
I felt it for the first time in my heart.
Uncle Da is a man with a story.
It's not like what he said, he has never been romantic in his life, he is just a lonely escort who comes and goes through wind and rain.
Push the door open and go in.
I saw Xiao Mushroom sitting at the table, looking at the door warily.
There was no bathtub or water.
Not even taking a shower.
She is really a person who interprets a story with just one mouth.
The story of a red-sleeved girl reading at night and sleeping in the bath with her arms folded was made to look like it was true.
If he hadn't just rushed back and heard one of her big plays, I'm afraid he would have been kept in the dark.
Could it be.
This isn't her first time acting.
Yang Lin suddenly thought of this question.
It's scary to think about it.
What else did she act in?
"Little Mushroom, you have become more capable. Why don't I remember to bathe you?"
Yang Lin's face turned pale.
"Master, doesn't this just reflect your approachable and excellent character? You are also so considerate towards your servants. There is no other person in our house..."
"Stop, you call this approachable?"
Yang Lin's temples jumped.
my reputation...
Don't you know that Uncle Da is a big mouth?
Especially the tidbits about the small courtyard in the West Wing, he would not keep it secret, but would talk about it with great enthusiasm.
Believe it or not, tomorrow, in just one day, the news that he helped the little maid take a bath will spread throughout the whole government.
How can I meet people then?
Look at the tiny figure of Little Mushroom.
Yang Lin had a bad taste stuck in his throat...
"I don't dare..." Xiao Mushroom was so frightened that he shrank his neck, bowed his head and admitted his mistake in a low voice.
Yang Lin didn't wait for the attack to continue, and rushed to say: "Master, are you hungry? Are you cold? Look, your clothes are soaked. I'll go to Aunt Zhang's place and ask her to make a bowl of wontons, which will just warm you up. …”
"Flattery doesn't work."
Yang Lin continued to have a tigerish face, looking at the little mushroom with small eyebrows and small eyes, and the flattering little look, and he couldn't help it: "Well, remember to ask Aunt Zhang to add more chopped green onions. Don't tell me, I'm really hungry. Do it." Just two bowls, you must be starving after waiting all night."
He still remembered that when he saw Old Man Chen at the door, he went back to the house angrily, and then prepared to go out to save people.
But there was no time for dinner.
Little Mushroom has been staying in the room, performing a series of dramas.
Naturally, there was nothing to eat.
It’s really hard for her.
"Okay."
Seeing Yang Lin's face changed from rain to sunshine.
The little mushroom immediately became happy again and jumped out of the door in three steps and two steps.
She is happiest when she has something to eat.
…
After the two of them ate hot scallion wontons while enjoying the cool night rain outside the window, Xiao Mushroom washed the dishes and started pecking at the rice after sitting there for a while.
Brain bit by bit.
Obviously sleepy.
Yang Lin asked her to go to the outer room and listened to her climb onto the bed. Soon, she heard the sound of long and thin breathing, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Instead, I was a little excited.
It's not because the passion for killing thieves in the first competition has not faded yet.
But, there is one thing he hasn't done yet.
Something to look forward to.
The long-awaited body and leg skills have not yet been found, so naturally there is no need to choose where to use the reputation points.
The only martial art that should be improved the most is the Iron Thread Fist.
The realm of Mingjin is right in front of you.
How could he hold back?
If he had Ming Jin strength before taking action tonight, with his actual combat experience, there would be no need to hide secretly when going to Chang Si's old house.
There is no need to wait for so many hours for an opportunity that you don’t know whether it will come or not.
With lightning speed, he can directly kill the opponent's lair, save people and kill people, all in one go.
Just keep it simple and that's it.
When I came back, even if I met Uncle Da, I would still beat him to the point where he was paralyzed and exhausted.
Presumably, Uncle Da's expression will be ten times more exciting than before.
'No, even if Ming Jin is strong enough to crush all the heroes of the world, he can't just rush in casually.
Instead, we must find out whether the other party has an ambush, and where is the ambush? '
'It's expanded, it's expanded...'
Yang Lin felt a chill in his heart when he thought of the gunman hiding in the stove.
Who could have imagined this?
If Zhu Shijie hadn't been so arrogant at that time that he casually called out all the people who were waiting in ambush, he would probably have ended up delivering express with a shovel.
Although those guys are not very strong, their vicious and insidious intentions cannot be underestimated at all.
No matter what level your strength reaches, you still have to be cautious when facing various hot weapons that may appear.
Grandmaster Cheng Yin Jian is not far away, but we cannot follow in his footsteps.
'Iron Fist, promotion. '
Yang Lin thought silently in his heart.
The ten-point reputation turned into light smoke and dissipated, and a strange power merged into the body.
Light and shadow changes.
This time, Yang Lin finally realized that he was not being yelled at and killed as soon as he came out.
Instead, he was in a luxurious manor.
The pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the garden are well-proportioned, with flying eaves and arches, giving them an antique look.
This is a place where a very wealthy family lives.
Jiangnan garden style.
There are rockeries, ponds, gardens, nurseries...
'In terms of financial resources, it is much stronger than the Yang family. This place should be a big family in the south of the Yangtze River.
So, what is my identity today? '
Yang Lin saw himself again, in front of the bronze screen mirror.
It was a young man with a tall, majestic figure and an imposing manner.
It is said that he is a young man, but he is not really a young man.
At this age, there are some vicissitudes in his face. He is nearly thirty, and he can basically be called middle-aged.
But no matter how you calculate it.
This body, as a warrior, is his best years after all.
Both physical strength and experience.
He is Iron Bridge Three.
Yang Lin is already used to this identity.
A conversation with Cai Zhan, the owner of the place, made him understand that he was originally hired to teach the frail and sick second young master in martial arts.
To put it bluntly, he is here to be a coach.
People who practice martial arts also need to eat well.
The three iron bridge men have become famous and powerful in Guangdong and Guangxi. They are highly respected by wealthy businessmen. Anyone with some connections will come to their door to invite them.
It doesn't matter whether it's a normal life as a bodyguard or a trainer teaching boxing.
He was treated with great courtesy wherever he went.
Of course, this courtesy is not so easy to enjoy.
Yang Lin was just about to experience another leisurely life when he saw a servant of the Cai Mansion running into the garden with a frightened face.
"Master, I'm sorry, my wife and young lady were kidnapped by thieves..."
"What?"
Cai Zhan suddenly stood up, his expression changed drastically.
"It's the big thief Hua Wu. He said that if you don't agree to his conditions, something unspeakable will happen..."
"Hua Wu?"
When Cai Zhan heard the name, his face turned earth-colored and he looked helplessly at Yang Lin.
This is a powerful thief. Not only does he have many men, he is very capable, and he is also domineering.
It is said that he was originally from Haitong Temple. He learned the unique art of rat-tail stick and fought all over southern Guangdong. He gained a notorious reputation.
He is a cruel and domineering person who does absolutely bad things, and his reputation can make children stop crying.
Earlier, Haitong Temple also sent disciples and elders to clean up the temple. As a result, Hua Wu killed three waves of masters in a row and counterattacked up the mountain, forcing the temple to close its doors and defend itself, and the disciples did not dare to go out and walk on the mountain.
It is so fierce and majestic that there is no need to mention it.
Such a big thief is targeting his own family.
He also tied up his wife and daughter.
What should we do?
