The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 312 Daddy Bear
After the explosion, in the armored vehicle.

Everyone else felt the same way, "Hey, he's been bombed into such an honor, how can this guy still be alive, it's so unscientific!"

At this moment, in the position where Ying Zheng was originally standing, a large pit with a depth of six to seven meters and a range of about twenty meters appeared in the middle.The surrounding floor tiles are mixed, and the soil with a scorching smell looks like it has been hit by a meteorite. It is a mess and a mess.

And right above the pit, a scorched and emaciated figure hovered there, his body still twitching non-stop.His upper body, arms, and thighs were covered with sharp shrapnel, and the wound was still bleeding, making him look extremely miserable.

The blood of 'Bo Bo' was flowing, and Ying Zheng no longer had the calmness of the past. Although his body that was still bleeding blood was strong, it was obviously at the end of his battle, especially his eyes, which almost completely It's gone!
But even so, he still has the strength to hover above the pothole.

"Oh, I didn't expect this body to be so bad!" Ying Zheng swept his whole body up and down with his spiritual sense.It seems that there are not many good places except for a pair of hands and feet that have not been injured.

In addition, there is the most important point, that is, the inside of his body has become a mess. Although the power of true essence brought by his own body is helping him guide the chaotic power, it is only a drop in the bucket, and must be Find a place to recuperate quietly. It won't take a month or two, so I don't want to come out.

So, now you can no longer think about making these hateful guys pay the price.

"Woo! It seems that after the injury is healed, it is time to study the weapons of the secular world! If such weapons can be equipped on a large scale, even my Great Qin Terracotta Warriors will be delivered to your door!"

Feeling the terrible situation in his body, Ying Zheng stared deeply at the plane in the sky and the armored vehicles on the ground. With a slight sway of his body, he disappeared over the pothole and escaped into the sky.

"I, I wipe! Disappeared!"

"Is your fucking eyes just to vent your anger? Didn't you see that guy flying into the air?"

"What, what? Fly, that guy can fly?"

Seeing that Ying Zheng disappeared without a trace, everyone unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they started to quarrel.

But their quarrel had just begun when Ying Zheng's cold voice came over: "Remember, I will definitely seek revenge from you! You can enjoy the rest of the good time!"

"I'm so stupid, he's still coming back? Damn, go, Lao Huang, you take this little comrade to the provincial capital with me, this matter is beyond what you and I can handle." Li Yunhu shouted excitedly when he heard this. With a shiver, he commanded the car without any explanation, and drove towards the provincial capital.

This is really a rainy day!
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At this moment, Yang Meng, who was completely unaware that the provincial capital of Shaanxi Province had become a mess, was slowly flying forward with Yang Han.

According to Yang Han's guidance all the way, YangMeng has already arrived at the destination.However, it was really hard for him to believe that Taijimen, the number one sect in Wuliang Mountain and even the entire ancient martial arts world, would be in such a place.

This place is hundreds of miles away from the Wuliang Exit. It is located in the southeast area of ​​Wuliang Mountain, and behind it are mountains that spread for more than ten miles. What YangMeng sees is a small street with a rather modern style.

This small street is only seven or eight miles long, but most of the buildings on the small street are small buildings with two or three floors, or there are plaques for selling spiritual fruits and herbs; or plaques for forging iron and making weapons; There are plaques hanging on wine shops and restaurants.

The strange thing is that there are even stores selling electronic products and fashion.

And now there are people coming and going on the small street, and there are a few little kids in crotch pants playing at the intersection.

Signaling Xiang Yu to land on the ground, YangMeng looked curiously at the small street not far away, and asked Yang Han next to him, "Xiao Han, are you sure you didn't point the wrong way? It looks like a small modern market here! "

Nima, the number one sect of Wuliang Mountain, is actually doing business part-time?
In fact, it wasn't just him, even Yang Zaitian would be surprised when he came here.

Ever since Yang Zaitian was expelled from the sect by Taijimen, the Taijimen specially set aside a place and began to build this small street.

It took five years to build roads, divert streams, pave roads and build houses, and this small street was completely established.This street was completely built with the resources provided by Yang Zaitian to Taijimen.

Moreover, after decades of development and partial expansion, this small street, which was originally only five or six miles away, has expanded to a range of seven or eight miles. More and more people from other sects have begun to buy and sell things and conduct trade here.

Therefore, the small street named after the word "Tai Chi" was also named "Baizong Trading Street" by Wuliang Mountain people.

Hearing the surprise in YangMeng's words, Yang Han laughed and said, "Brother Meng, I will admit my mistake? You can just go inside! This is just the periphery of our Taiji Gate, which is used for trade and Leisure. In fact, there are not many people today, Brother Meng, look at the people on the street, they are all peripheral members of our Taiji sect. It's also strange, why can't we see people from other sects today?"

YangMeng's expression moved slightly, and he thought: "It should be because of that 'Zong Lao Ling'!"

Holding the thought of being at peace with what comes, Yang Meng patted Yang Han's shoulder, and said, "Okay, Xiaohan. Don't smear the ink here, let's hurry to the inner gate of the Taiji Gate!"

Speaking of this, Yang Meng ignored Yang Han's expression, and strode towards the seemingly lively alley in front of him.At the same time, he was quite surprised.

Known as the No. [-] sect in Wuliang Mountain, the Tai Chi Sect really deserves the title of No. [-]. The way to make money is more wonderful than other sects.It's really thanks to them for thinking of setting aside a place in front of the sect to build a market.

Amidst the various thoughts in his mind, YangMeng had already reached the entrance of the small street, and just as he was about to go in, those children who were playing at the entrance of the street in crotch pants blocked his way.

"The market is not open today, you go away! When the market opens, we will have a special person in the door to inform you!" The speaker was a little girl who looked like three or four years old with two shofar braids. As she said that, she was still rolling her two big crystal clear eyes, looking up and down at Yang Meng.

YangMeng squatted down, looked at the little girl with interest, and said, "Why isn't the market open today?"

Another boy who was three or four years old and still wearing crotch pants stood in front of the little girl, waiting for YangMeng with a vigilant face, and said: "My father told me not to talk to strangers!"

Hearing the babyish voice of this little guy, YangMeng couldn't help but feel amused, and said, "Aren't you just talking to a stranger right now?"

"I, I didn't... Uwah, sister, he bullied me!" The little boy felt wronged when he heard Yang Meng's words, and started to cry as he spoke, wiping his snot and tears all over his face. on the little girl's clothes.

The little girl quickly hid back and complained: "Smelly Xiaolong, you wiped your nose on me again! Let him bully you to death!"

The other little kids seemed to be used to seeing the two siblings crying, so they didn't react much.

"Hahaha..." But when YangMeng saw the siblings crying, he burst out laughing.

"Xiaoya, Xiaolong, what are you guys doing here?"

Just when Yang Meng was laughing heartily, Yang Han, who was following Yang Meng, hurried over, looked curiously at the few children surrounding Yang Meng, and asked.

"Wow, Uncle Thirteen, you're back!"

"Uncle Thirteen, what about Grandpa Third?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the gang of brats all bypassed YangMeng and surrounded him.Especially the siblings, it's so quick to change their faces!Xiaolong directly lifted up his plaid suit, wiped his nose and tears fiercely, and rushed over, hugging his left leg tightly; and Xiaoya, not to be outdone, also rushed over and hugged his right leg.

YangMeng was speechless looking at Yang Han's appearance at the moment, it's not hard to imagine that this guy is very popular in this street, at least the kids like him very much.

With a doting smile on Yang Han's face, he touched the little guy's head and pinched the little girl's face, with the expression of a kind uncle and a big brother.

"Haha, you kid is quite popular with children!" YangMeng laughed.

Yang Han patted his head in embarrassment, then leaned over and hugged the little girl named Xiaoya, and said, "Xiaoya, why are there people from our Taiji sect on the street today? Other sects are here to do business. What about people?"

Xiaoya grabbed Yang Han's ear and said childishly: "Father said that the market is closed today, let us drive all the people back at the street corner."

"Fuck me, let a few children guard the gate. The bear fathers of these children are really wonderful!" YangMeng was dumbfounded when he heard this. These days, they are talking about bears, bears, look at these children. The father is also bear enough.

Sweat dripped from Yang Han's face, and he said, "Sixth brother is really an idiot, in order to save trouble, he even asked you to help him pass the message, no, I have to find him!"

"Haha, old thirteen, you scold me when you come back, is it itchy?"

"Lao Liu, don't talk about Lao Thirteen, let our chubby come to the street to guard for you, and you can do it too badly!"

"That's right, our little Ai, I'm afraid it will break when I hold it in my hands. It's so cold, and you actually let her out to guard the street. No, I want to fight you."

Just when Yang Han was holding Xiaoya in his arms and was about to find the sixth brother he was talking about, five or six young people walked over talking and laughing.The oldest among them looks only 31-24 years old, and the youngest is only [-]-[-] years old.

Judging from their tone just now, it seems that they are the fathers of these boys!
(End of this chapter)