Chapter 63 Dancing With Wolves
The car was driving fast on the road like a loach, heading for Yang Suiyun's unknown destination.

Looking at the calm Yang Suiyun, and then at the Hong Kong student next to him who was as startled as a little sika deer, Luo Tianhong couldn't help doubting himself. Could it be that his deterrent power is so weak?
"Boy, are you not afraid?"

"Afraid of what? Afraid of your blue slanted bangs? If you were yellow, I might be a little worried, but you are only blue."

Luo Tianhong was taken aback, looked at Yang Suiyun, then at Huang Mao's subordinates who were driving, could it be that I am blue hair and am I wrong?

Yang Suiyun said solemnly: "Red orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, your blue hair ranks behind the yellow hair, the ranking of strength is as simple as that!"

Luo Tianhong raised his index finger, pointed at Yang Suiyun and said, "You, me, him, this..."

"So the one driving the car is the real big brother, and you are just the younger brother, the younger brother!" Yang Suiyun added.

At this moment, the car jolted briefly.

Looking through the car mirror, Yang Suiyun saw Huang Mao, who was in charge of driving, showing a panicked look.

Yellow-haired boy: Please, I'm just driving the car, you guys can just chat, why are you dragging me into the water?
Brother Huang Mao couldn't help but said: "Brother, don't listen to this rambunctious street boy, you know me!"

Luo Tianhong glared at Huangmao, and said, "Drive well, why are there so many nonsense!"

Pointing at the yellow hair with the sword, Yang Suiyun smiled and said: "I didn't lie to you, really, in the game, the yellow hair is the winner in life, and the blue hair is nothing, and can only be bullheaded!"

Huang Mao couldn't help but glanced at Yang Suiyun, wanting to ask what game it was, but saw Luo Tianhong staring at him with a half-smile, so frightened, he quickly looked ahead.

Hong Kong Sheng pricked up his ears, and the worry in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a smile.

"Cut!" Luo Tianhong looked disdainful, and sneered at Yang Suiyun's sarcastic remarks, and the blue hair was the worst.

"Hey, the truth sounds good even if there is no lie, and I don't blame you." Yang Suiyun sighed.

Luo Tianhong didn't want to answer someone's words, so she asked curiously, "Billionaire, where is your bodyguard?"

As far as Luo Tianhong knew, his eldest brother Lian Haolong used only a pair of fists to conquer a whole country. It is rumored that 30 years ago, he single-handedly killed nearly a hundred swordsmen, and he was praised as the best in martial arts in the world.

But the eldest brother has never lacked "bodyguards", which shows that he never trusts others, so Luo Tianhong is puzzled, why doesn't this weak billionaire in front of him bring ten or eight bodyguards?
Originally, Luo Tianhong had thought about beheading some bodyguards for fun, but found that not only were there no bodyguards, but Yang Suiyun didn't even have a dog to protect the master.

"No need!" Yang Suiyun waggled his index finger and said with a smile, "I am kind to people and convince them with virtue. Even if Xiao Xiao wants to harm me, I will turn the danger into good luck!"

Yang Suiyun pointed to the sky, and continued: "This is God's will, I'm not talking nonsense. God's will cannot be violated, do you understand?"

When everyone heard this, the expressions on their faces changed significantly.

Luo Tianhong felt that his IQ had been insulted. This feeling was like a netizen of later generations being slapped in the face by Master Ma, using his self-created martial arts that he was proud of--Five Whips of Lightning.

If it wasn't for the elder brother's confession, Luo Tianhong would have wanted to slap Yang Suiyun in the face with the scabbard, making him unrecognizable.

Luo Tianhong took a deep breath, showed an awkward smile, and reminded himself not to be angry, and will slowly deal with this shameless boy later.

After 10 minutes, the car stopped in front of a factory building.

Yang Suiyun looked around and found that the place was quite remote, and he didn't know what the factory building was used for before.

If there is one, then there are two, since the arm was held before, Hong Kong Sheng felt that it was natural and normal to hold it again.

Seeing that Hong Kong Sheng was holding his arm, Yang Suiyun was stunned for a moment, looked at her, found that her eyes were dodging, then lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help smiling.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you."

"Ok, I know."

As if smelling a sour smell, Luo Tianhong looked at Yang Suiyun and Gang Sheng, curled his lips in disdain.

"Where's the food? Inside?"

Luo Tianhong sneered and said, "Inside, I invite you to drink the northwest wind, accompanied by mosquitoes, mice and cockroaches."

Yang Suiyun nodded and said, "Are you planning to lock us in? How long?"

Luo Tianhong pushed open the door, walked in first, and said with a smile: "Soon, one night and one day, let Boss Yang stay away from the hustle and bustle and think about cooperation matters. In the dead of night, the thoughts are the clearest, right?"

Yang Suiyun twitched his lips, it was so quiet in the dead of night, didn't you hear the buzzing of mosquitoes?

Yang Suiyun patted the hand just received, signaling her not to be nervous, then looked at Luo Tianhong, and asked: "If you are still not satisfied with the result of consideration?"

Luo Tianhong smiled lightly, and said: "Then continue to think about it until you are satisfied. You see, the place is good, the environment is good, and there are beautiful women to accompany you. You will think clearly, won't you?"

Yang Suiyun was noncommittal and asked, "Is it just the four of you? Is there anyone else coming to eat?"

Luo Tianhong looked at Yang Suiyun in surprise, wondering why this kid is still thinking about eating?
Yang Suiyun asked again: "Is there anyone else coming?"

Luo Tianhong frowned, eyes full of impatience, and said: "No, no, don't you know the situation? Do you just know how to eat? Is eating the key point? Isn't the key point cooperation?"

Yang Suiyun patted Hong Kong Sheng's hand, signaling her to let go, then looked at Luo Tianhong, and said with a smile, "Since no one is here, then close the door!"

"What?" Luo Tianhong thought she had heard wrong.

"Close the door, let's have a good chat." Yang Suiyun smiled, "I heard that you are very good at fighting, let's compete?"

Luo Tianhong was stunned, seeing Yang Suiyun's serious face, he couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, although you have joined the martial arts gym and worshiped the master, you have only practiced kung fu for a few days? Are you still competing? Swords have no eyes, do you want to die so much?"

Luo Tianhong discovered that the billionaire in front of him had a brain problem.

Yang Suiyun looked at Huang Mao at the door and reminded him to close the door.

Huang Mao ignored it, but looked at his elder brother.

Luo Tianhong sneered and said, "Are you serious?"

Yang Suiyun nodded slightly.

"close the door!"

With a bang, the door was closed by Huangmao.

Luo Tianhong walked up to Huang Mao, took the Han sword in his hand, was about to turn around, thought for a while, and with a big wave of his hand, directly pulled out one of his yellow hairs.

Huang Mao's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the back of his eldest brother speechlessly.

"Clang!" Luo Tianhong pulled out the eight-faced Han sword made of refined steel, and blew on it. The yellow hair was instantly split into two sections.

"It's too late to regret it now!"

Huangmao: Ma De, we have to look back to find out what kind of game is Huangmao playing as the protagonist and bluemao playing under pressure.

Yang Suiyun smiled faintly, looked around, and saw several steel water pipes, so he went over to check it, and finally chose the one about two meters long.

"One inch long, one inch strong!"

Luo Tianhong looked at Yang Suiyun speechlessly, and glanced at the somewhat old steel pipe in his hand.

Since you owe me so much, then I will help you, Luo Tianhong shrugged, it doesn't matter, as long as the other party can still write.

Stop talking nonsense with Yang Suiyun, Luo Tianhong strode forward, stabbing out a sword like lightning.

Yang Suiyun directly slammed down the upper section of the steel pipe, only to hear a sound, sparks shot out, and the Han sword bounced away.

Luo Tianhong drew back the Han sword and looked at Yang Suiyun in amazement. Unexpectedly, this guy's strength is quite strong, and he might not be able to deal with it calmly with a single-handed sword.

Xie Mei smiled, and Luo Tianhong stepped forward again, stabbing out with a sword first, but he didn't use his full strength with this sword, nor did he fully straighten his right hand.

At this time, Yang Suiyun was holding the steel pipe with both hands, and when he saw the opponent's sword stabbing him, he directly lifted the lower section of the steel pipe, and swung upwards to hit the Han sword.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound.

Yang Suiyun's eyelids twitched, he didn't hit the spark, but just hit the tip of the sword, which felt like hitting cotton.

In the next second, Luo Tianhong took half a step back, and then took a sharp step forward, stabbing Yang Suiyun's chest with a sword at the same time.

Yang Suiyun smashed down again with the upper part of the steel pipe, blocking the Han sword.

The corner of Luo Tianhong's mouth raised, and with force from his wrist, he slashed at Yang Suiyun's abdomen with his sword.

If the abdomen is cut open by the tip of the sword, the intestines in the abdomen will definitely come out.

With a sudden step on his toes, Yang Suiyun took half a step back, and at the same time released his left hand, using the middle of the steel pipe to block the Han sword.

"Dang!" The small part of the sword tip was blocked.

Putting the tip of the sword against the steel pipe, Luo Tianhong swiped upwards, intending to cut off a few of Yang Suiyun's fingers.

The sword cut was so fast that Yang Suiyun had to let go of his right hand, and at the same time grabbed the middle of the steel pipe with his left hand.

Because the force of this sword is relatively strong, if Luo Tianhong wants to slash from top to bottom again, he must wait for the old force to dissipate, and it will take half a second.

Half a second is enough, Yang Suiyun has already grasped the steel pipe in his hand again.

Yang Suiyun glanced at the steel pipe quickly, and suddenly found several clear marks on the surface of the steel pipe, which were shallow dents left after being cut by the sword blade.

Looking at the blade of the Han sword again, there is no damage, not even a slight sign of curling.

It turned out to be a pretty good eight-faced Han sword!

Yang Suiyun immediately understood that this should be custom-made, using high-quality stainless steel.

There is no reason to stick to it, Yang Suiyun took a deep breath, strode forward, picked up the steel pipe, and slammed it at Luo Tianhong.

Seeing this, Luo Tianhong, who was about to attack, secretly sighed at Yang Suiyun's swift action, and quickly grabbed the hilt of his sword with both hands.

In the next second, there was a "dangdang" sound of metal impacts in the warehouse, and each collision shot out a somewhat dazzling spark.

Holding the middle section of the steel pipe tightly, Yang Suiyun used the upper and lower sections to smash back and forth, making Luo Tianhong back again and again, and his hands were numb.

For a moment, the warehouse was full of Dangdang sounds, which made the rest of the people's scalps tingle and their eyelids twitch.

After attacking fiercely for 1 minute, Yang Suiyun made a feint attack first, and when Luo Tianhong was about to raise his sword to block, he took two steps back abruptly and distanced himself from him.

Realizing that his hands were trembling slightly, Luo Tianhong frowned. He didn't expect that Yang Suiyun's moves were not very good, but his strength was so strong and his reaction speed was so fast.

Being so tall, with such a fast reaction speed, and with a good foundation, Luo Tianhong realized that he really underestimated Yang Suiyun before.

Yang Suiyun took a deep breath secretly, adjusted his breath slowly, and at the same time looked at the Han sword, and found that it was not curled, which was really surprising.

"It's really a good sword, I like it!"

Seeing the smile on Yang Suiyun's face, Luo Tianhong couldn't help but sneered, and said: "Just because of your three-legged cat skill, you also want to attack me with the Eight-faced Han Sword?"

"What can you rely on? Great strength?" Luo Tianhong blew his blue oblique bangs and said disdainfully.

Yang Suiyun put away his smile, nodded solemnly, and said, "Yes, it depends on your strength, it's too big for you to bear!"

Luo Tianhong spat, hooked his index finger at Yang Suiyun, and said with a smile: "I've had enough fun, you have to be more careful next time!"

Yang Suiyun grinned and said: "My strength is great, you have to bear it!"

The two of them thought silently: Now that the breath has been adjusted, it's time to show your true skills and end this farce.

Seeing that the two had serious faces and their eyes were full of murderous intent, the people present couldn't help but hold their breath, and stared at the two without blinking.

Holding a short section of steel pipe with both hands, Yang Suiyun swished, rushed in front of Luo Tianhong in a few steps, took advantage of the situation, and smashed it on Luo Tianhong's head.

Luo Tianhong moved sideways quickly, holding the sword in both hands at the same time, and blocked it with the part of the blade close to the grid.

Luo Tianhong already had a countermeasure in his mind, and after the block was blocked, he immediately stepped forward and slashed horizontally, forcing Yang Suiyun to let go of his hands.

Unless Yang Suiyun doesn't want to use his fingers anymore, he must loosen the steel pipe.Once there is no steel pipe, Yang Suiyun becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.

Luo Tianhong thought very well, but unfortunately what he met was Guabi, Yang Suiyun's strength was really great, he couldn't bear it.

"Dang!" There was a rather ear-piercing impact sound.

Luo Tianhong was about to step forward, but found that her hands could not resist the downward force at all, and she couldn't help being shocked.

I saw the steel pipe pressing down on the Han sword, and the front end of the steel pipe hit Luo Tianhong's shoulder heavily, followed by a slight click sound.

Luo Tianhong's face suddenly became contorted, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"The collarbone was broken!" Luo Tianhong was shocked.

Luo Tianhong was puzzled, why Yang Suiyun's strength was so great, did he hide his clumsiness before?
Anger was raging in his heart, Luo Tianhong's eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Yang Suiyun angrily, never expecting this guy to be so sinister.

If Yang Suiyun knew what was going on in Luo Tianhong's mind, he would definitely yell that he was wronged, and he didn't even use a third of his strength.If the "nine bulls and two tigers" were used completely, Luo Tianhong's arm would definitely be knocked off and separated from his shoulder.

Yang Suiyun didn't know what was going on in Luo Tianhong's mind, he only knew that he was sick and wanted his life, so he swung at his knees with a steel pipe.

Luo Tianhong secretly thought it was bad, but it was too late to block or evade.

There was only a crisp sound, but Luo Tianhong's left leg was beaten out of shape, and it was no longer a straight line.

"Ah!" Luo Tianhong couldn't help but uttered a scream, leaned over, and fell to the ground directly, and the Han sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The accident happened too quickly, and when the others came back to their senses, they found that Luo Tianhong was already lying on the ground, moaning in pain.

Turning to look at Yang Suiyun, he found that he had picked up the Eight-faced Han Sword and was watching it carefully.

Yang Suiyun was really pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect the quality of the Han sword to be so good, it was cut against the steel pipe so many times, and it was still intact.

After Yang Suiyun put the Han sword back into the scabbard, Huang Mao and the other three came back to their senses.

"Boss!"

"Brother Tianhong!"

Yang Suiyun looked at Luo Tianhong and said with a smile: "You lose, and the equipment belongs to me."

Luo Tianhong's face was slightly pale, and his face was shaking. He didn't say a word, but just stared at Yang Suiyun.

"Grass, you dare to hurt my boss!"

Yang Suiyun turned his head and saw a man rushing towards him with a dagger in his hand.

Huang Mao was about to call to stop his companion, but realized it was too late.

Yang Suiyun swung the steel pipe violently, and directly swept the person to the ground.

"Ah!" Another heart-piercing scream.

When Huang Mao looked at it, he found that his companion's leg had also been broken, and the deformation was even more exaggerated.

Feeling his legs trembling, Huang Mao swallowed, not daring to look at Yang Suiyun.

"Tell Lian Haolong, I will look for him tomorrow."

Huangmao nodded subconsciously.

Yang Suiyun looked at Gang Sheng and said with a smile, "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Hong Kong was stunned for a moment, couldn't help smiling, and ran to Yang Suiyun.

Seeing that Yang Suiyun was about to leave, Huang Mao and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that Yang Suiyun did another thing that made the hair stand on end. He retreated silently, and broke the other leg of Luo Tianhong and that little brother neatly, kind of crushing.

And it's not just the knees, but also the ankles, wrists, and elbows.

If you want to fight, you have to play symmetrically, and you have to pay attention to the beauty of symmetry, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)

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