Yang Lin saw the change at the city gate at the first glance.
It was still fine.
No one would seriously defend the troops leaving the city.
After all, these days, there are too many families and individuals who have fled overnight with their families behind.
Often it is impossible to survive in one place.
They can only leave their hometown and find a place to settle down elsewhere.
In the face of this kind of person, as long as he has not committed an unforgivable crime in the city and is not a heinous criminal, generally no one will give him too much trouble.
The Yang family is certainly not a criminal.
on the contrary.
In the city, it can be said that thousands of families have Buddhas.
I don’t know how many patients have been cured…
Yang Shoucheng himself is kind-hearted.
Until the night he left the city, he still had a lot of medical fees that he had not recovered.
He didn't plan to ask for it again.
Such a family.
No matter what thoughts the governor has in mind, he won't be embarrassed openly.
They are also afraid that their reputation will be affected and it will not end well if something goes wrong.
at this point,
Yang Lin saw it clearly.
He was basically not worried about the truth about the death of Inspector Wang Zhenwei being exposed.
In the world, there are often those who add icing on the cake, but rarely those who provide carbon in the snow.
Although the Yang family looked very depressed at this time.
But it is undeniable that they are actually the victors.
Defeat the gang and destroy the general.
The blood-soaked divination was only avoided by one's own body.
He almost threw himself into Yang Mansion.
In this case, as long as the garrison is not a fool, it is inevitable to give him a favor.
…
But what's going on in front of us?
A mere thirty people, thirty spears, no masters, no occupying the terrain, just blocking the city gate so carelessly?
Is it a demonstration?
Or being stupid?
Could it be that the person leading the troops had no idea how dangerous it was to fight against a trapped beast?
Good thing.
Yang Lin has now reached a certain level in his practice of Plum Blossom Boxing, and has some mysterious telepathy.
Does the other party have murderous intentions, and will it put his life in danger? He still knows.
He even knew that the guy in front of him, who had his hair combed meticulously, applied at least three ounces of hair oil, and smelled delicious, actually didn't have much hostility in his heart...
He only has some contempt and ridicule for his own profession.
Oh, he could see the emotion behind it.
This guy's eyes almost reached the sky.
Was it his family that opened the city of Hangzhou?
They don’t follow the Basic Law at all.
Yang Lin originally thought that after leaving the city early, he would immediately improve his boxing skills.
Nowadays, the reputation of Yan Wu Ling has reached fifty-two points. Unsurprisingly, Iron Wire Fist and Plum Blossom Fist have shown signs of improvement.
While he was happy, a trace of hesitation arose in his heart.
Which boxing technique is better to improve?
this is a problem.
Of course, no matter which boxing technique you improve, it will be a huge improvement for yourself.
The situation will never be the same again when faced with the bloody fortune teller.
In this precarious year.
What can be more fulfilling and confident than improving one's own strength?
He never forgot.
The bloody hands of the red sticks of the Qing Dynasty were only evacuated due to injuries, not serious injuries that were difficult to treat.
As a master of the divine power realm in the muscle training stage, there is no need to guess his physique, he must be very strong...
Injuries that would take a month or even hundreds of days for ordinary people to recover from, might only take a few days for him to heal.
What's more, what he suffered was only flesh and blood injuries, far from hurting his muscles, bones, and original energy and blood.
If you really want to force yourself to take action, you just need to get some sleep.
Of course, the other party would definitely not take action so rashly.
If it attacks again, there will definitely be some confidence, and it is more likely that helpers will be invited from nowhere.
But no matter what, no matter how you judge.
Yang Lin felt that he couldn't take any chances.
Still need to take more precautions.
The journey to Shanghai is neither far nor near.
With the Yang family's method of dragging their families with them, it would take at least three days.
In three days, the journey will be difficult. Who knows what changes will happen?
On what day will Bu Chen come to attack?
He sat on the third carriage, and Xiao Mushroom drove the carriage quietly, looking back from time to time, as if he was a little reluctant to leave the city of Hangzhou.
Since she was bought by the Yang family when she was five years old and spent money to bury her father, she has regarded the Yang family as her own home and Hangzhou as her second hometown.
Yang Shoucheng is not the only one who knows this truth.
The little mushroom knows it too.
Her reluctance was just because of her hesitation about the future and her desire for life. It was normal, and Yang Lin understood it very well.
Then, he felt Xiao Mushroom's body trembling hard twice. He looked up and saw the formation at the gate of the city, as well as a handsome young man.
Are you directing the gunmen to prepare to attack you?
Can this be tolerated?
Yang Lin didn't even think about it. He swooped down and disappeared into the shadow of the fire.
As long as the two sides are close and the enemy is still friends, you can never count on the other party to be pure and kind and not really take action.
The true meaning of nip in the bud is to control the situation first.
Naturally, Yang Lin had never done anything like leading troops in battle.
But as a veteran bookworm who was good at something in his previous life, he didn't even know how much strange knowledge he had learned.
Heaven knows half of it, and earth knows everything...
That's basically it.
Therefore, Yang Lin inherited his own knowledge.
I feel like I can't do it in compliance with the customs of this era.
You have to do things according to your own wishes, which is the most satisfying and the best solution to the problem.
"To shoot a man first, shoot a horse; to capture a thief first, capture the king" is a poem that seems like I have never read it.
He could tell at a glance who was the "king" in front of him.
Then, Zhang Mingde became tragic.
He wasn't even given a chance to speak.
This guy, well, he wasn't pretending to be perfect, no, he wasn't pretending at all.
With the gun pointed at his head, he even felt a burst of heat in his bladder, and couldn't help but tighten his thighs, hoping not to make a fool of himself on the spot.
Even so, Zhang Mingde still couldn't feel any anger, only humiliation and boundless fear.
He found that he was still wrong.
Some people are indeed born to be scary.
With just one look, you can see into the depths of your own soul.
It seems that all subsequent developments are under the control of the other party.
Previously, I was thinking of giving the other party a blow and enjoying a good show.
Zhang Mingde only felt that he was the childish ghost who was nothing.
Things are getting serious.
"May I have your name?"
Yang Lin looked at this young man in a straight military uniform and felt that he had an elite look that could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried. A feeling of boredom rose up in my heart.
He also roughly guessed that the other party had a lot of background.
This filthy smell of returned elites can be smelled from a long distance, and then one can retching for two minutes.
Also, I just restrained the other party.
The more than thirty soldiers did not dare to move at all.
They even put down their pistols and looked at him pitifully and with a mix of shock and anger.
'This is? '
'Afraid that if I act impulsively, I might kill someone or hurt someone or something? Well, no need to ask, this is catching a big fish. '
Yang Lin suddenly felt bored when he thought of this.
There is really no shortage of playboys who feel good about themselves in this world.
No, it seems that I am actually the same.
Of course, it's the predecessor.
"I am Zhang Mingde."
After all, the returnee from Japan, who had practiced military skills for three years, was not a fool, and he was not so frightened that he was truly speechless.
It is human nature to be suddenly restrained and your mind goes blank for a moment.
After calming down in an instant, he immediately saw the situation clearly.
He knew that at this time, any approach that could cause misunderstanding would be courting death, so he became extremely cooperative.
"Last name is Zhang?"
Yang Lin nodded and smiled.
"It seems that Zhang Ziyang, the founder of the Zhenfu, also has the surname Zhang."
"It's my father."
Zhang Mingde smiled bitterly.
He said sincerely: "Actually, Brother Yang, I have no ill intentions. I came here this time just to pass on the military order and send the Yang family out of the country as a gift."
"Gift..."
Yang Lin smacked his tongue at the meaning of the word.
Suddenly he laughed.
"Who told you my identity? And suggested that the town guard government should not leave anyone in trouble for the Yang family?"
According to what he has learned about Zhang Ziyang's behavior these days, this method of sending gifts out of the country is inconsistent with his personality.
On the contrary, the way in which the young master in front of him leads the troops to intimidate is the normal approach of the garrison.
Based on his judgment, there will actually be a battle at the city gate.
It turned out not to be.
It must be that the governor has an expert there. Not only did he clearly see some of the social connections of the Yang family, but he also saw clearly how much trouble he and Wang Xiaoqiao would cause in the city of Hangzhou if they acted at the same time.
On this point, people in high positions often have inexplicable self-confidence and will not see things too clearly. On the contrary, wise people at the bottom can see things clearly and do things more thoughtfully.
To know.
In this era, there are no prophets.
Although the Qing court was corrupt, it was still powerful, and some old and new bureaucrats held huge military power.
No one knew that Mr. Sun could stir up such a big storm and usher in a magnificent era.
No one knew that Mr. Yang Shoucheng was so stupid that he would fall in love with such a thick leg.
Well, this is all speculation.
Yang Lin thought to himself, it’s okay to ask?
He always felt that someone in the guarding mansion must be familiar with him.
This premonition has no reason, but it is so clear and certain.
"It's Tan Fang."
Zhang Mingde had no intention of hiding anything for Tan Fang.
"He is a descendant of my father's old friend and is highly valued. It was he who made the suggestion to send gifts out of the country this time."
Yang Lin was stunned for a moment, and a young and sincere face flashed in his mind.
He remembered the pork head meal he had eaten at a small restaurant not far from the patrol room.
He let out a long breath.
"Don't underestimate the world."
The young and enthusiastic policeman who had not even wiped off the hair on his lips actually made a fool of himself.
"The method is good, he is a character."
Yang Lin sighed, suddenly, he was no longer interested in talking to the young man in front of him.
"Zhang Mingde, right?"
Yang Lin stretched out his hand and pressed the gun, causing Zhang Mingde's head to tilt slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't take some things for granted. You can't afford it. Give way. Let's pretend today that we have never met before. The mountains and rivers will change, but there will always be How about I treat you to a drink when we meet again?"
"Of course."
Zhang Mingde took a long breath.
He knew that he had finally escaped from hell.
At that moment just now, he really felt that the other party was really murderous.
He was actually right.
The Yang family cannot withstand any storm now. The few fighting forces they have are all injured and disabled.
If there is another bloody battle, Yang Lin can escape by himself.
However, who likes to have their families destroyed unless absolutely necessary?
At that time, even if he no longer wanted to do something, if the Yang family was bloodbathed, he would not mind a bloodbath of the Zhang family and the Qing gang.
That's fine for now.
Let's keep the water from the well and the river from the river.
There may be various 'misunderstandings' ahead, so just talk it over.
…
Under Zhang Mingde's "enthusiastic" gift.
The Yang family's motorcade finally left the city safely.
Yang Lin was not in a hurry. He had a friendly exchange of views on current social affairs with the legal heir of the Zhang family, and the two parties said goodbye in tears.
It’s really a pleasure to be together without getting to know each other.
…
Yang Lin jumped up and submerged into the darkness. He did not immediately chase the convoy, but found a small forest and stopped.
He couldn't wait to improve himself.
My mind sinks into the performance of Wu Ling’s birthmark.
Just see it.
Reputation of martial arts performance: 52
Martial Arts: Iron Fist (Ming Jin) combines hardness and softness, can be improved
Plum Blossom Fist (Ming Jin): Defeat the enemy first, can be improved
Secret skills: none
Title: None
