Martial Arts Immortal

Bang bang bang

The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed in the restaurant.

Xing Jinglong and Jia Yanyong are both big guys, and their fighting styles are exactly the same, both reckless and fierce.

In their eyes, the only way to fight is to attack, and there is almost no defense.

His fierce and passionate look made the people around him excited.

Is Jia Yanyong always so reckless in fights?

Lin Zheyu stared at the other members of the Wuding Gang and asked in a low voice.

Um.

Xie Jiang nodded.

The Feihong Gang brothers they brought here stared at the Wuding Gang people one by one, letting them do evil things.

It's a blessing that he can survive until now. Lin Zheyu complained.

The two people in the field were fighting together, and they couldn't tell the winner in a short time.

However, it can be seen that Xing Jinglong has the upper hand.

After all, he was born in the Xing family. Although it was only a side branch, it was also a wealthy family. He had plenty of medicinal materials since he was a child.

In terms of strength, he is much higher than Jia Yanyong, and he is estimated to have reached the middle or late stage of Bone Forging Realm.

But in terms of ferocity and combat experience, Jia Yanyong is even better.

The two of them were punching each other hard, and they were fighting wildly and without any skill.

At this time.

A big man from the Wuding Gang put his right hand into the leather bag at his waist, took out a few thin needles, aimed them at Jia Yanyong, and prepared to throw them out.

What are you doing?

With sharp eyes, Lin Zheyu stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's right hand.

Isn't this the storyteller from Bidan Tea House? Why did he join the Feihong Gang?

Get out of the way, otherwise I'll hurt you and you won't be able to listen to the book. The man said with some disdain. It was obvious that he knew Lin Zheyu and did not take him as a storyteller seriously.

snort.

Lin Zheyu was happy to be looked down upon and didn't talk nonsense to him.

He exerted force, folded the opponent's arm behind his back, kneed him, and hit him hard in the abdomen.

ah!

The man screamed, his eyes widened, he raised his hands to his abdomen, fell to the ground, and huddled up.

He never expected that this storyteller would take the lead, and he was caught off guard and was easily knocked down by Lin Zheyu.

grass!

Made, how dare you make the first move.

you wanna die!

Lin Zheyu's move was like poking a hornet's nest, and people from the Wuding Gang took action one after another.

Fuck him!

Xie Jiang shouted and rushed towards the Wuding Gang.

This time, the opponent plus Xing Jinglong, a total of three Bone Forging Realm warriors came, just like them.

However, one person had just been caught off guard and killed by Lin Zheyu, so Lin Zheyu and the others had a slight upper hand.

The remaining Bone Forging Realm warrior was stared at by Xie Jiang, and Lin Zheyu faced little guys with average strength.

He glanced around lightly, then used Jin Yan Gong and quickly walked among the members of the Wuding Gang, and screams could be heard everywhere.

Within a few breaths, the four members of the Wuding Gang screamed and were kicked out.

The whole place suddenly fell silent.

Even Xing Jinglong and Jia Yanyong looked over.

It's fierce!

Xie Jiang grinned and gave Lin Zheyu a thumbs up.

Brother Lin is awesome!

Jia Yanyong took a few steps back, looked at the screaming Wuding Gang members on the ground, and praised them.

If he takes action, there is no way he can deal with these people so easily.

Fat Xing, do you still want to fight?

He looked at the livid Xing Jinglong and laughed, his face full of pride.

Lin Zheyu and Xie Jiang took a step forward and stood beside Jia Yanyong.

Boy, I remember you!

For a while, he was much better than the loser Jia Yanyong.

Xing Jinglong looked Lin Zheyu up and down, his eyes a little solemn.

To be able to deal with his brothers so easily, his strength should not be underestimated.

snort!

let's go.

Xing Jinglong snorted coldly, threw down a few taels of silver, and left with a few brothers.

Just let him go like that? Lin Zheyu asked.

What else?

This guy is the young master of the Xing family. Although he is from a side branch, he is still a member of the Xing family.

Well, this is his compensation.

Xie Jiang picked up the silver on the ground and said with a smile.

Now in the city, we don't dare to go too far. If there is no one outside the city, I would dare to kill him even if he is a direct descendant of the Xing family.

Jia Yanyong curled his lips and said viciously.

You can't beat me, and you're still talking big words. Xie Jiang said disdainfully.

Fuck, Xie Jiang, do you also want to fight? I just fought with Fatty Xing, and I haven't had enough of it yet! Jia Yanyong said unhappily after hearing this.

Come just come, whoever is afraid is a dog!

I'm afraid you won't make it...

Lin Zheyu ignored the two bickering people. He was used to it.

These two guys always quarrel when they meet, and they don't like each other, but they like to hang out together.

…

Where did that kid come from? Why haven't I seen him before?

Xing Jinglong asked the younger brother beside him.

He didn't like reading, and rarely went to teahouses to listen to books. In his free time, he spent time in restaurants, Baihualou, and casinos, so he didn't know Lin Zheyu.

He is the storyteller at Bidan Tea House. He is quite famous, but somehow he joined the Feihong Gang. The man on the side said.

He was whipped away by Lin Zheyu, his arm was broken, and his face was extremely pale.

Is Mr. Storyteller so good?

Xing Jinglong's eyes widened. A storyteller was so powerful.

I don't know. He looked weak and weak more than two months ago. He probably made money and learned martial arts from someone.

The man shook his head and said, he was also extremely surprised.

You can become so good after practicing for more than two months? Xing Jinglong was a little surprised.

He has been practicing martial arts under the guidance of his father since he was a child. He is fifteen years old this year, and he has only reached the middle stage of the Bone Forging Realm.

Has he really only practiced for more than two months? Xing Jinglong asked with some disbelief.

Uh-huh.

In the beginning, that guy was like a skinny monkey, not very skinny.

“Then slowly, I became stronger and stronger.”

A younger brother who is more familiar with it said that many people who like to listen to books know about Lin Zheyu’s information.

If it takes only two months to practice to this level, then his martial arts talent is really terrifying.

Xing Jinglong murmured: If this guy is attracted to my Xing family and trained for a few years, he will be a good player!

…

Several people returned to Bidan Teahouse.

There are already people telling stories in the teahouse.

Lin Zheyu listened in the background for a while and found that what he said was pretty good and had much more charm than what he said.

From now on, leave all storytelling to this storyteller. Lin Zheyu said secretly.

I found Manager Wu and told him about the matter, and Manager Wu readily agreed.

The price was agreed upon, and each story was charged 400 Wen, which was about 100 Wen less than what Lin Zheyu would have received for his own storytelling plus rewards.

Leave the teahouse.

Lin Zheyu went straight to the medicine shop in Songyi City.

He planned to exchange all the 130 taels of silver in his hand for the medicinal materials of Cheng Yixue Zhuanggu Decoction.

Nowadays, prices are rising, and as time goes by, there is less money in hand.

After visiting all the drug stores in the city, Lin Zheyu finally spent one hundred and twenty-eight taels of silver to buy twelve sets of blood-boosting and bone-strengthening soup.

It's really worthless.

Lin Zheyu sighed, the money was gone again.

After handing over the storyteller job, he was left with the Feihong Gang only.

The work of the Feihong Gang is very leisurely and there is almost nothing to do.

Lin Zheyu's life has become much more leisurely.

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