Chapter 155

With that, Zhang Qin burst into the hall deep in the yard with a sneer.

To be honest, he brought his brothers here this time for money, but when he remembered Yang's soft and docile appearance in his mind, his heart couldn't help but rise again.

In the past, when he was still in Shunfeng escort agency, he naturally didn't dare to be crooked. Yang seldom appeared in front of the martial artists of the escort agency, but now

Shunfeng escort agency has long been scattered by the trees, leaving only a couple of orphans and widows. No one will stop him if he wants to do anything. He'd better do whatever he wants. He'd better get both money and money?

Thinking like this, Zhang Qin has come to the hall, and his two brothers are naturally extremely positive when they hear that they have money. When they are close to the hall, they follow up their own backyard, looking around and looking for Yang's figure.

"... you stop!"

Yang Jian's face was cold. He glanced at Yang Xiaochan, who was still sleeping under the tree. He paused a little in his heart. Then he took steps to catch up, stopped in the hall and stood in front of Zhang Qin.

"Oh, the young master is not happy?"

Zhang Qin joked on his face and looked at little Yang Jian, who was only a little taller than his waist. His eyes were full of ridicule.

Next to him, Wang Wu was eager to get the money. Naturally, he didn't want to entangle with this little dot more. So he strode forward, grabbed Xiao Yang Jian's shoulder and was about to throw the man out.

The big hand just moved forward, but Xiao Yang Jian was quick in his eyes and hands. As soon as he squatted forward, he wiped Wang Wu's big hand on his shoulder and let the other party empty his hand.

"Huh?"

Wang Wu's face changed. Unexpectedly, the little spot was so flexible that he didn't succeed when he grabbed it. When he was preparing to grasp it with both hands, he found that Xiao Yang Jian, who rubbed his body in front of him, had riveted his strength, rushed forward with his fists and hit him directly under his ribs.

Boom! Boom!

The two muffled sounds sounded, and Wang Wu's body immediately curled up in pain like roasted prawns, hissing and sucking cold air in his mouth.

The lower half of the rib was originally the weak part of the human body. Although Xiao Yang Jian had little strength, he actually grasped it accurately and did not hesitate. Under this blow, he still caused great damage to Wang Wu.

And in fact

Xiao Yang Jian is still too pure and honest. With his height, the most suitable hitting area is actually Wang Wu's abdomen.

These two straight fists bombard Wang Wu. If they all hit Wang Wu in the abdomen, Wang Wu will not stand up at the moment. It will be hard to stand up in the future

"Hiss! Smelly boy... "

Wang Wu's body twitched and writhed, and the cold sweat of bean on his forehead burst out. He raised his head and stared at Xiao Yang Jian. He was about to scold him.

But who would have thought that when he looked up, Xiao Yang Jian turned his body and kicked him on his temple. Immediately, he just heard a "bang". Wang Wu's head hit the ground heavily, completely falling into a faint and unconscious.

"Get out of here now!"

Xiao Yang Jian stared at Zhang Qin and Zhao he with a cold face and issued a warning again.

He knocked Wang Wu to the ground, which really startled Zhang Qin and Zhao he. Even when they were fighting in the street, they rarely saw someone beat people down so crisp. It's hard to imagine that such a skill came from an eight or nine year old boy.

Zhang Qin narrowed his eyes. Now he not only wants to ask for money, but also wants people to get both money and money. Under the expansion of his mind, where is it so easy to be scared away?

He winked at Zhao he beside him. The latter immediately understood and moved towards the rear of Xiao Yang Jian. This is also the usual way for street hooligans to fight. As long as there are more people than the opposite side, no matter how many, they should find a way to go around the back and attack on both sides.

"Originally, I only wanted to get back my brother's pension, but now, you hurt my brother. It's unreasonable not to pay thousands of liang of silver for soup and medicine!"

Zhang Qin sneered and opened his mouth to attract Xiao Yang Jian's attention. On the other side, Zhao he had touched the right rear of Xiao Yang Jian, and the three stood in a straight line.

"Get him!"

With a loud roar, Zhang Qin and Zhao he rushed at Xiao Yang Jian at the same time.

Although they are both worthless hooligans and gangsters. At the age of 17 or 18, their accomplishments have not reached the critical juncture, but Xiao Yang Jian, who is only eight, has lower accomplishments, which is much lower than these two people.

Little Yang Jian's face sank, and his soul appeared. He turned into a slender black dog. This is his martial spirit. He is ranked among the top five, and his name is "Xiaoyue dog".

At this moment, facing the attack of Zhang Qin, after Xiao Yang Jian released his martial spirit, he acted separately with the "roaring moon dog". One before and one after, he met Zhang Qin and Zhao he respectively.

Martial arts practitioners whose accomplishments are not as good as those in the critical territory are very weak in their own spiritual power and soul power. When fighting, they often can not rely too much on the martial soul, because the martial soul at this time does not have the ability to fight alone, so they must use their own ideas to control the actions of the martial soul.

In this way, if the warrior wants to fight and distract himself from controlling the soul of the martial arts, it is easy to be unsustainable. Until the cultivation reaches the critical territory, the soul of the martial arts can be widely used in the battle only when it has the basic independent combat ability.

Gangsters like Zhang Qin and Zhao he never use martial spirits when fighting. Once distracted and poorly controlled, the martial spirits will be destroyed and eat themselves.

So

When they saw that Xiao Yang Jian summoned his own martial spirit to deal with Zhang He, they all sneered and thought to themselves that the young hairy boy had little experience and only physical cultivation. What martial spirit should he use? It's called the physical realm. Fighting must depend on the physical body. I'll see your martial soul destroyed later. Don't you cry on the spot?

However, the slender black dog's soul, under the control of Xiao Yang Jian, was extremely agile. When he approached Zhao he, he jumped up abruptly in the face of Zhao he's attack. His two claws scratched the back of Zhang he's empty door and scratched two extremely long blood marks.

"Ah..."

Zhao he screamed and felt hot behind him, and he fell into the air. The black dog soul in the rear suddenly turned and bit his ass.

Hearing the "poop" sound, the bite was solid, and several sharp canine teeth were stabbed into the flesh and blood. Zhao he's eyes immediately stared at the boss and ran away. His eyes were full of fear. He directly grabbed the door and ran out of the yard.

"Zhang Qin, wait, I'll find someone..."

Zhao he only left this sentence, and the man had disappeared.

"Fuck you..."

Zhang Qin couldn't help but stare and scold. The feelings between street gangsters were often so simple and real. As soon as he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately ran away.

However, even if the two brothers were lost in the hands of the little one, Zhang Qin was not in the slightest panic, because he could see that Xiao Yang Jian was at the end of his power at the moment.

Just now, when little Yang Jian manipulated the black dog to fight with Zhao he, he used two purposes. Basically, he didn't have much combat effectiveness, but entangled him back and forth in circles.

In fact, Zhang Qin's judgment is correct. With Xiao Yang Jian's cultivation of the four products in the physical environment, his soul power and spiritual power can't afford to be consumed. After controlling the black dog Wu soul to drive Zhang he away, a layer of fine sweat has appeared on his forehead, and even the existence of Wu soul can't be maintained.

"Hoo..."

Xiao Yang Jian took several deep breaths. When the Wu soul disappeared, he only felt that his strength had been emptied. The whole person had a desire to collapse on the ground to rest, but now it was obviously not the time to rest, so he had to clench his teeth and stand in front of Zhang Qin.

"Well, isn't it boring?"

Zhang Qin sneered and stared at Xiao Yang Jian's neck and chest. After seeing the cruel means of this little thing, he had no sense of luck in his heart. If he did it again, he must greet Xiao Yang Jian's key place and be sure to abolish people as soon as he did it.

"It's enough to deal with you."

Xiao Yang Jian took a deep breath and didn't want to drag on. He rushed directly towards Zhang Qin. His short figure swayed left and right and made several fake movements, which made Zhang Qin's body close between identification.

Zhang Qin strode forward, swung his leg and swept towards Xiao Yang Jian. Zhang Qin, who often fights in the street, also has some hard practiced means. This sweeping leg is his unique skill. Because his hand is very smooth, the other party often can't react when he is on the road.

However, Xiao Yang Jian saw some clues through the tight waist before the other party swept his legs, so he jumped up and hit Zhang Qin's neck with a punch.

Zhang Qin grabbed his big hand and put his palm on Xiao Yang Jian's fist. There was a gap in their absolute strength. Even if Zhang Qin's arm had not been straightened, the strength of the fist was blocked.

Then, Zhang Qin grasped Xiao Yang Jian's arm tightly and was about to turn the man up and fall heavily to the ground.

However

Xiao Yang Jian seemed to have calculated it. When the other party swung him up, he turned his feet forward and kicked him. He kicked Zhang Qin's neck in mid air. Unexpectedly, he kicked himself with Zhang Qin's strength.

Boom!

As soon as Zhang Qin's head tilted, he heard a "click" on his neck and almost broke. His whole body was kicked to the side by Xiao Yang Jian. His head hit the hard ground with a bang. Blood was knocked out of his forehead and he didn't move.

After this kick, Xiao Yang Jian's body didn't have much strength. He was thrown out by inertia and hit a chair. His small body directly smashed the chair. The broken wood of the chair pierced his back waist. He gave a dull voice of pain and his face suddenly turned white.

At his age, when he was thrown, he should have cried bitterly, not to mention the broken wood stabbed into his waist. The wood stabbed into his body, which was unbearable.

However, Xiao Yang Jian bit his lips tightly and didn't let himself cry. After deep breathing for several times, he stood up trembling from the pile of broken wood, and then slowly pulled out the broken wood inserted in his waist.

“……！！！”

Xiao Yang Jian's eyes widened in pain. His back had been soaked with sweat. His body stretched straight for a long time and his breathing stopped. After the sharp pain passed, he closed his eyes and gasped.

Looking into the hall, Wang Wu was knocked out early, while Zhang Qin was also knocked to the ground. The latter's injury seemed to be more serious, and there was more blood on his forehead.

"Shouldn't you be dead..."

Little Yang Jian was worried, not about the life of the hooligan, but that Zhang Qin's death might bring trouble to their orphaned and widowed mother.

If he is taken away by the government because of his murder, even if he is in self-defense, the government will not let him go easily... After all, outsiders know that after their family sold the escort agency, they have money in their hands. With the character of those pickpockets, they will not stop blackmailing.

At this time, two figures soon appeared in his mind. One was grandpa Xu, the old housekeeper of Beichen mansion, and the other was Chu Yun, whom he had only seen once.

Those two are kind and capable people. If they know this, they may be willing to help him

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang Jian calmed down a little.

He stepped forward and prepared to take a look at Zhang Qin's situation and confirm whether people are dead or not. If they are not dead, it is naturally the best situation.

However

When Xiao Yang Jian came to Zhang Qin, the change suddenly occurred.

The unconscious Zhang Qin suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand into his arms, sprinkled a handful of lime powder and rushed straight at Xiao Yang Jian's eyes.

"... ah!"

Little Yang Jian was unprepared. Before his eyes were closed, he was rushed by lime powder. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain. He couldn't open his eyes. His whole face seemed to be burned by fire.

"Little bastard, die for me!"

Zhang Qin was disheveled with blood on his face, but his face showed a ferocious laugh. After staggering up from the ground, he grabbed a chair, held it high, and was about to hit Xiao Yang Jian's head.

There are three treasures in the street fighting, spreading lime, monkeys stealing peaches and inserting eyes. Although these tricks are indiscriminate, the effect is indeed very useful. Zhang Qin was not unconscious after falling to the ground, so he was ready for a sneak attack, and took advantage of Yang Jian's lack of preparedness to directly sneak attack.

Little Yang Jian's heart jumped wildly, and his heart was full of regret and despair. He knew what this handful of lime meant. The last man in his family fell down, and his mother and weak sister would encounter bad luck, which he didn't want to see when he died.

Suddenly

Shua!

A clear sword light flashed before Yang Jian's eyes.

Even though he was fascinated by lime powder and couldn't see the scene clearly, the shining of sword light still reflected into the bottom of his heart.

Then he heard a "bang". In front of Xiao Yang Jian, it seemed that something fell to the ground, accompanied by the sound of wood breaking.