My Skills Have Special Effects

After being away for a month, Lin Yan felt that the lane in front of his home was much unfamiliar.

As soon as he entered the alleyway, Lin Yan saw a group of people blocking the door of Uncle Wang's house, whispering to each other, and bursts of grievance and desperate cries came from the gaps in the crowd.

It sounded like Aunt Wang's voice.

Lin Yan didn't want to pay attention and was about to enter his house.

Someone in the crowd shouted: Sister-in-law, it's been seven days since Brother Wang left. It's time for us to take care of Brother Wang's funeral.

That's right. Brother Wang didn't enjoy much happiness during his lifetime. After death, he won't be able to enjoy the glory again. What do you think?

We have seen it before. Today is the best day. I have also found a good restaurant for this banquet. Let's hold it today.

That's right, we must not be careless about Uncle Wang's funeral. We must do it in a smooth manner!

Lin Yan paused slightly. Uncle Wang is dead?

How did you die?

Get out! Get out! The old Wang's body is still cold. It doesn't matter if you don't help him avenge him, but you still want to kill him! Damn it! Damn it!

Aunt Wang cried and screamed, but her voice was full of fear.

Lin Yan had also heard of eating extremely poor households.

When a man of the family died, the clan members came to bully the orphans and widows, forcing them to set up running water mats day after day until the whole family was deprived of food and deprived of food.

There were low murmurs among the crowd.

Bah! Who are you? We kindly help Brother Wang arrange his funeral affairs, but then he falsely accuses us?

That's right, I heard that gangs seek revenge by killing their entire family. Who knows how she survived?

Yes, yes, she must have been tricked by others to survive. What qualifications does she have to inherit Uncle Wang's inheritance?

I don't know what the appetite of the Black Tiger Gang's brats is, but this kind of old guy can even eat it...

The topic soon shifted to Aunt Wang's chastity. No matter how Aunt Wang cursed and defended her inside, everyone just refused to leave and became even more energetic.

Lin Yan paused slightly, Black Tiger Gang?

Was the person who killed Uncle Wang a member of the Black Tiger Gang?

It had been almost more than a month, and Lin Yan had almost forgotten the name Black Tiger Gang, but now he heard that the scene of poisonous people killing people that day and dumping corpses in the night resurfaced again.

Black Tiger Gang, why did they kill Uncle Wang?

After taking a few steps and arriving at the door of his house, Lin Yan's pupils suddenly tightened. The door of his house was pried open!

The wooden door opened. Lin Yan walked to the door and took a look. His breath suddenly tightened, and a fire burned in his heart.

The room was in a mess.

The stove was smashed, the bed board was broken, and pieces of clothing, pots and pans were scattered on the floor.

There were still large black and yellow traces of feces and urine on the ground inside. The stench was black and mixed with the yellow-stained rags on the floor, which was very disgusting.

As for the bedding, they are definitely out of reach. All the clothes and bedding were torn to pieces and scattered all over the floor in a pile of feces and urine...

Lin Yan stretched out his hand and slowly closed the door. He felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and uncontrollable anger flowed throughout his body.

Who did it?

Thinking of Uncle Wang's death, Lin Yan vaguely guessed that it was the Black Tiger Gang who came to visit.

He turned to leave.

Wait a minute, boy!

Suddenly he heard someone shouting from behind, and Lin Yan turned around. The person shouting was one of the relatives gathered around Uncle Wang's door. He was dark and strong, and taller than Lin Yan.

He took two steps forward and looked down: You live here, right? You can't leave.

Lin Yan said coldly: Who are you?

The dark man did not answer, but turned around and shouted: Sister-in-law Wang, look, is this the Lin Yan you were talking about?

The crowd moved aside, and Aunt Wang, who looked haggard and had lost a lot of weight on her cheeks, was sitting slumped on the ground.

When she saw Lin Yan, Aunt Wang's face was horrified, she pointed at him and screamed: It's him! It was him who provoked the Black Tiger Gang and killed Lao Wang! God damn Lin Yan!

The cold light in Lin Yan's eyes rose sharply, and the uncontrollable anger in his heart made his face suddenly look ferocious for a moment, which instantly reminded Aunt Wang of the terrifying sight of ghost hands on a cold night, and his screams sounded like they were being strangled. Stuck.

The burly black man stepped between the two of them: You're trying to scare me. You can't leave. My brother Wang can't die unexplained. There must be an explanation.

Lin Yan glanced at everyone and turned to leave.

MD, you can't understand human language!

The dark man stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Yan's shoulder.

Before his hand touched his shoulder, Lin Yan suddenly turned around, his left hand turned into a tiger's claw, and his finger bones were like fine steel. He clasped the strong black man's wrist. His right hand suddenly moved horizontally, like a waving iron rod suddenly thrown out, and he used his waist strength to twist and exert strength. It was like an ape waving its arm with astonishing force, hitting the strong black man on the cheek.

Pong!

The man's head suddenly tilted, his eyes instantly turned white, he flipped sideways in the air like a straight log, and fell heavily to the ground.

This time, Lin Yan made an angry move and punched the strong black man to the ground, with blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

He slightly exhaled the anger in his belly and swept his eyes with anger. The group of people surrounding Uncle Wang's door took a step back. Aunt Wang's eyes were filled with fear and she was trembling all over.

He turned around and walked towards the alley.

Suddenly, three people walked in quickly at the entrance of the alley. A small man was in front, leading two strong men in shorts behind.

That's him! Mr. Liu, he is Lin Yan!

The little man pointed at Lin Yan and shouted.

The two strong men smiled ferociously: You were the one who killed Hu Biao, right? Those who dare to harm our Black Tiger Gang have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!

Lin Yan's heart sank slightly. They must have called someone when he opened the door to observe the situation inside.

He hasn't learned any real martial arts skills at all. One-on-one, he will definitely suffer.

Glancing around, I saw a pile of rotten firewood in the corner of the alleyway on the left, with many food residues on it, and a clothes-drying pole that had not been taken back.

Seeing his movements, the strong man thought he was looking for an opportunity to escape. He separated on both sides and blocked the passage at the entrance of the alley. He smiled ferociously and said, Don't even think about escaping. You can't hide today. Boy, the money Hu Biao carried with him was given by you. Did you take it? Hand it over obediently, and we will give you a happy life without any physical pain.

No wonder they are so hot on the trail, it turns out it’s for money.

Lin Yan's mind was spinning. He took out two taels of silver from his clothes and put it in his hand: They are all here. I spent the rest.

Fuck! Hu Biao at least has five taels of silver. How long has it been since you f*cking spent only two taels of silver...

Lin Yan raised his arm and suddenly threw the silver high: Here you go!

The two strong men subconsciously raised their heads.

Lin Yan took the opportunity to step forward and came to the side of the rotten firewood. He raised his foot and kicked behind the pile of rotten firewood. The debris of the wood mixed with the rotten vegetable leaves scattered all over the sky and flew towards the strong man on the right.

The look of the strong man on the right changed, and he quickly raised his hand to cover himself and retreated. As he retreated, he shouted: Stop! Don't let him escape!

Lin Yan didn't even think about running, he directly picked up the clothes drying pole on the wall, rushed forward two steps, and threw it towards the strong man on the left.

He had never learned the stick technique and relied purely on brute force to smash the clothes-drying pole as a hidden weapon. The wind roared horribly. The strong man on the left quickly jumped out to the right to avoid the clothes-drying pole.

The next moment, a figure suddenly enlarged in front of him, like a tiger swooping out, or like a giant bear running like thunder, carrying an indomitable and ferocious spirit, tearing the air straight, and rushing towards him.

Tiger shape·Tiger pounces! Bear shape·Bear fuck!

The strong man's expression changed drastically. Is he a warrior? How could it be so fast!

He wanted to fold his hands to defend, but Lin Yan was approaching, and his body shook violently, bear shape·bear shake!

Using all his strength, he shook his hands away, and all the kinetic energy of the attack was shot out through his shoulders, hitting him directly in the chest!

boom!

The strong man felt a sharp pain in his chest. His heartbeat and breathing stopped for a moment. His head suddenly became empty and he unconsciously flew backwards a foot away.

Old Liu!

When the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall, the strong man on the right had just escaped from the debris in the sky when he saw the strong man on the left flying backwards and rolling to the ground, unconscious.

The strong man was furious and shouted: I'll beat you to death!

He waved his fist and rushed forward.

But Lin Yan had already picked up the clothes drying pole on the ground, carried the stick in one hand with his right hand, and swept it directly towards the strong man's chest.

He originally wanted to aim at the strong man's head, but he was worried that his aim would not be accurate, so he could only aim at the chest level of the strong man.

The strong man directly raised his hand, clamped the clothes drying pole tightly under his armpits, pulled the clothes drying pole and approached Lin Yan: Fuck! I'll kill you!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yan let go of his right hand, and then suddenly flicked his left hand hidden behind him, and another ball of rotten vegetable leaves flew towards his face and hit his hood.

Fuck! Despicable... The strong man closed his eyes subconsciously.

Then a strong wind approached, and a steel claw-like hand clasped his arm, and then another hand clasped his throat, directly pressing his side against the wall.

Let go, let go...

One hand of the strong man was chained, his throat was buckled, his whole face was purple from the pain, and his body kept struggling and twisting. Finally, he freed his other hand that was pressed against the wall, and punched Lin Yan in the face. .

Lin Yan's expression changed. He bent his right arm to block the fist, then shoveled his foot to sweep the strong man to the ground. He changed his hands and formed a cross with his arms from behind, locking the strong man's neck and locking him firmly. in front of me.

The strong man now completely lost the chance to fight back. He bent his arms and struck backwards, but was unable to exert force. The blow to Lin Yan's chest was not painful or itchy.

As his arms gradually tightened, the strong man's face turned from purple to black, his face swelled up, and the strength in his hands became less and less.

He grabbed Uncle Wang's relatives with both hands and shouted silently: Save me, save...

But that group of people had already left far away, their faces full of fear, and they didn't dare to come up at all.

The strong man's movements became smaller and smaller, his eyes were red as if they were about to explode, and he finally became motionless.

Lin Yan loosened his grip, put down the strong man, and immediately punched the strong man three or four times in a row, hitting the strong man's throat hard until his neck was dented. Then he quickly stood up and picked up the clothes drying pole on the ground. , hurriedly ran towards the other strong man.

The force of the collision he just made was not weak, but at best it knocked the person out of breath, and it could not kill him at all.

Sure enough, another strong man coughed and just woke up. When he saw Lin Yan holding the clothes drying rod, he struggled in horror and tried to get up.

Spare your life, spare your life, I was wrong, I was really wrong...

The strong man half-stretched his body and moved backwards, begging for mercy in fear.

Without saying a word, Lin Yan caught up with him in a few steps, raised the clothes pole and smashed the strong man on the head.

ah!!!

This hit hit the strong man on the shoulder, causing him to scream in pain.

But then the clothes-drying pole came down again, mercilessly, hitting the strong man's face hard, suppressing his screams.

One stick after another, the strong man was hit to the head with blood. The screams became smaller and smaller, and the bright red blood flowed all over the floor as if it was free of charge.

Seeing that the strong man made no sound, Lin Yan was still uneasy.

Looking left and right, he lifted a big stone from the edge of the alley and smashed his head in. He let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking back, I saw that Uncle Wang's relatives had already hid in Uncle Wang's house, and even the door was tightly closed. A few eyes could still be seen in the cracks of the door, all showing the trembling fear.

Lin Yan did not dare to stay longer, so he quickly searched the two strong men, picked up the two taels of silver he had just thrown, and left quickly without looking back.