martial law

"Things are abnormal, there must be something weird, where is the helmsman?"

"The younger brother is going to report. The elder brother is meticulous and experienced in handling things. Of course, he should go to the bun shop to find out."

The short and strong man said with a low brow and a bow.

"You're smart."

Wu Changgen laughed out loud.

Feng He, the rudder leader of Xiaoyu's rudder, is quite chivalrous, with high martial arts skills and loyalty, but he still can't get used to flatterers.

Not only is it not a good job to go to him to report the news, but you will be reprimanded and beaten for reporting bad news.

On the contrary, if you do more practical things and investigate the situation yourself, you can get credit.

……

Chapter 312 Seeking revenge

Wei Zhenzhen hurried back home.

On the way, I met a few acquaintances who made fun of me, and instead of bowing my head and saying nothing like in the past, I bravely cursed a few words.

Seeing the expression of enjoyment on the other side's face, Wei Zhenzhen felt a little uncomfortable again.

With that kind of look, I can't wait to look at myself, as if I wiped it clean.

There is unspeakable greed and evil.

Just like old Feng at home.

Thinking of Lao Feng.

Wei Zhenzhen felt pain all over her body again, it was the feeling of being hit by a whip tip soaked in water.

'Perhaps, only Uncle Yang will not look at people with this kind of eyes, nor will he beat people for no reason. '

Thinking of Yang Lin, she stepped a little faster.

When she was about to leave the house, she remembered that the other party had confessed that she had to go and return quickly to buy medicine, so as not to cause unnecessary complications.

After taking the tonic and the injury improved, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Wei Zhenzhen believed this.

He believed that Uncle Yang was a man of great ability, and now that he was injured, he would hide in Feng's steamed stuffed bun shop.

Otherwise, such a small place would not be able to accommodate a true Buddha like the other party.

It is impossible for the other party to appreciate the posture of myself as a willow.

"I have to be useful."

Thinking of this, Wei Zhenzhen's face flushed a little, and she was a little worried.

From childhood to adulthood, her survival wisdom told herself that no matter what the circumstances, trying to be a useful person to others is the only way to protect herself.

This has been the case in Feng's bun shop these years.

The reason why she was not beaten to death, or her legs were broken, was only because she was very useful when steaming buns. She could earn money for the family and better attract business.

As long as this ability is not lost, there is no need to worry about not being able to survive.

So, what does Uncle Yang need to do by himself?

Wei Zhenzhen frowned.

She found that the other party didn't need anything, and looked at her with clear and peaceful eyes, and also with a kind of inexplicable intimacy, which was very fascinating.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhenzhen's feet became lighter.

She believes that the other party will not abandon herself.

This person, no matter how humble as dust, actually has all kinds of dreams.

……

"Uncle Yang, I'm back."

Wei Zhenzhen stepped into the steamed stuffed bun shop, didn't care to wipe off the glistening sweat on the tip of her forehead and nose, excitedly shook the bamboo basket in her hand, it was full of medicine bags.

"This time, Qingcaotang did not skimp, and even bought a ginseng."

"Thanks for your hard work." Yang Lin said with a smile, "Just trouble Miss Zhenzhen to cook the medicinal soup. Don't worry that I won't be able to take it. The stronger the medicinal power, the better."

"now?"

Thinking that Yang Lin had just eaten more than a dozen meat buns, Wei Zhenzhen was a little stunned.

It's really a big belly man.

She sneaked a look at Yang Lin's belly, and found that it wasn't bulging at all, and felt relieved again.

It is said that people who practice martial arts eat a lot, but Uncle Yang is stronger and eats more.

Thinking of this, I fetched water, washed the herbs, lit the stove, and prepared to boil the medicine.

Yang Lin watched Wei Zhenzhen busy, although he was slightly anxious, he didn't rush her.

He just lay down beside the door curtain, while quietly circulating his true qi, while observing the movement outside the house.

Observing things with the sky eye can reflect the surrounding environment and feel malicious hostility and murderous intent.

At this time, he felt a kind of malice.

A man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole came in quietly, looking around with surprise in his eyes.

He seemed to hear something.

He was hesitating whether to go back and report to his own helmsman, or to come in and catch the man who looked like a gentleman lying on the bamboo chair.

Before he could stop thinking, there was a sharp whistle in his ears, and the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest shook, and he fell down like a log.

"Boom..."

It fell in front of the house, splashing dust all over the place.

"What happened?"

Wei Zhenzhen heard the movement, poked her head out and asked.

Because of the haste to light the fire, her face was covered with black ashes, but against that pretty face, she looked even more gorgeous.

Especially the watery light (smoke) in the eyes makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Yang Lin smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a little mouse."

"Oh."

Wei Zhenzhen pursed her lips and smiled, then stopped caring and focused on lighting the fire.

Although she didn't know why Uncle Yang asked to stew the medicine in a pot, put so many herbs in it, just to make a soup, but since he is sure that nothing will happen if he eats it like this, then listen to him .

Wei Zhenzhen has always been obedient.

I don't ask much.

Time passed quietly, and the steamed stuffed bun shop did not have the pasta's smell of noodles and meat, but the smell of medicine, with a hint of bitterness, lingering at the nose.

The water in the pot was almost boiled dry, Wei Zhenzhen kept staring at it to see if it was almost there, then raised her head to ask if the medicine was ready.

Before she could make a sound, through the door, she saw three people coming out of the street. The leader was tall and holding a ghost-headed broadsword in his hand.

"It's Feng He."

Wei Zhenzhen's heart skipped a beat, and immediately jumped into her throat.

There were so many things that happened that day, and Uncle Yang's generosity was too amazing, which made people feel at ease, and Wei Zhenzhen couldn't think of any danger outside her body at all.

She didn't even remember that Lao Feng actually had a powerful brother who held some status in the Zhuhua Gang.

This man who called his sister-in-law openly and silently looked into his own eyes, and it was very unbearable.

The greedy fieryness in the depths of the eyes made people feel a little uncomfortable when they saw it.

Wei Zhenzhen never wanted to think about it.

However, if you don't think about it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

If he knew that his eldest brother had died, he would definitely kill him with a knife.

Seeing Feng He, Wei Zhenzhen was extremely flustered, ran to the door without thinking, looked nervously, and wanted to find some excuse to fool him away.

At this moment, she completely forgot about Yang Lin's strength.

"you recognize?"

Yang Lin looked at Wei Zhenzhen in surprise as he stood in front of him like a hen guarding her chicks.

There is some dumbfounding.

You haven't learned martial arts yet. He is aggressive and still holding a knife. You are calm on your feet, with big arms and round waist. You are obviously a master of martial arts. How do you fight with others?

"It's Feng He, that's... that's Lao Feng's brother."

Wei Zhenzhen's face was pale, and she whispered.

"It turned out to be him, and he only brought two people... It's okay, the medicine should be ready soon, you go and pack it up, don't worry about it here."

Yang Lin said softly.

He could see that Wei Zhenzhen was a little terrified, obviously imagining some terrible plots.

After all, she is an ordinary woman who has not experienced any storms.

I can't see the murderous scenes with knives and guns.

"Well, you are an unruly woman who stole a wild man at home. Where is my brother, did you kill him?"

When Feng He came closer, he turned his leopard eyes slightly, and saw Wei Zhenzhen and Yang Lin. At the same time, he also felt the unspeakable emotion between the two.

Thinking of his brother, his eyes turned red.

With the knife in hand, just wait for the question to understand and kill immediately.

Chapter 313

"Did you bring any money?"

Yang Lin didn't seem to sense Feng He's murderous intent at all, and didn't answer Feng He, just asked softly.

Several people were all taken aback.

"It seems to be brought."

Yang Lin smiled happily, and stretched out his hand into his bosom.

"Do it..."

Feng He obviously found something wrong.

When fighting and killing people among gangs, he was used to intrigues, and when he saw Yang Lin touch his arms, he immediately rushed forward with his sword in his arms, without thinking about it.

After two steps forward, the saber light has already unfolded, and a wave of saber curtains slanted down like water, seeming to kill Yang Lin and Wei Zhenzhen together.

This man's nature is quite good, although when he looked at Wei Zhenzhen, there was an unconcealable greed in his eyes, and when he started to strike, he was not polite at all.

Of course, maybe the danger has been sensed.

The thought of fighting for life was born from the bottom of his bones.

In a hurry.

Wei Zhenzhen was stunned, her heart was blank.

She stood there numbly, her face pale, and she even forgot to exclaim.

There were a few sharp howls in my ears.

Moreover, there is also the faint sound of wind and thunder at sunset on a dry day.

Only a few strands of yellow light could be seen at the end of his eyes, flashing past in front of him.

The ghost-headed broadsword that Feng He was wielding made a loud bang and broke into two or three pieces.