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He seemed to remember that this new Master Yang had asked Dr. Akino where he lived yesterday.

Yang Lin smiled, but didn't make a sound.

He already had guesses at this time, so he also understood why the Japanese would play this game.

This is pretending to be confused.

It's not in vain that when I raided last night, wearing a suit and a top hat, I didn't look like a Chinese.

Of course, this kind of dress can only confuse the witnesses on the street, and they can't find evidence on the surface.

However, you must know that those gunmen, as well as Dr. Akino, the mastermind behind the trap, are well aware of their appearance...

There is no mask, and you can recognize it when you see it.

The most important thing is that the traitor in Fist of Fury has already passed on his information to the Japanese, so how could he not be able to lock the target?

Do you still want to set up cards to take people with great fanfare and search for thieves?

there is only one truth.

That is the Japanese, in order to conceal the identity of the traitor, they knew it and pretended not to know it. This was to cover up the actions of some people.

"It's a happy thing."

Huo Yuanjia laughed out loud.

He was very happy when he heard that something happened to the Japanese.

To be honest, these days, he has always had trouble sleeping.

I always feel restless, what could happen?

Obviously that challenging Akutagawa Ryuichi didn't take him seriously.

In order to be careful, he still prepared to take a good rest for a few days, recover his energy, and face the battle cautiously.

Eat well and drink well.

"Come and eat."

As he said that, he picked up the plate, and there were a few large pieces of fragrant meat in it, which could whet the appetite.

This is crocodile meat, which nourishes the lungs and relieves hemoptysis.

These years, Huo Yuanjia has been eating, which is very good for the body.

"Wait a minute."

Yang Lin raised his head suddenly, "Master Huo, it's better to eat slowly, I suspect that this crocodile meat is poisonous."

"what?"

Everyone at the table was stunned.

Yang Lin's eyes were cold, his mouth was smiling, his heart was beating slowly, but his ears were perked up sensitively.

The heartbeats of all the people around were clearly presented in his mind one by one.

He felt that, among them, there were two people whose heart beating speed suddenly accelerated.

At that moment, breathing became extremely disordered.

The one with the fastest beating heart is, of course, Uncle Gen.

The food is poisonous, and he can't get rid of it anyway.

His face was flushed immediately, "Master Yang, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately... I have served the master for 30 years, and I can be regarded as an old man of the Huo family. How could I be poisoned?

All these years, I have been in charge of the master's food, if something happened, it would have happened long ago.

You, and you, if you don't believe me, don't eat it, I will poison you to death. "

The more Uncle Gen spoke, the angrier he became, his eyes were flushed, he pointed at the crowd and asked angrily, his face full of misery.

All the disciples around looked at Yang Lin with disbelief.

Huo Tingen gritted his teeth, and said suddenly: "Master Yang, have you heard any rumors? If Uncle Gen can poison, I can't even grow up so big."

"Yes, Uncle Gen is sincere and sincere. He is in charge of eating and drinking for the young and old in Jingwumen. Nothing will happen to him. Master Yang, you should stop talking."

Nong Jinsun quickly winked and said reproachfully.

He saw that people in Fist of Fury were like family members, and he would never believe that anyone here would be unfaithful to Fist of Fury.

"Cough cough..."

Huo Yuanjia coughed twice and laughed: "Okay, Master Yang, I know you are worried about my body, but it is unnecessary.

I know how my health is... Uncle Gen is an old man in my family, even if he wants to harm anyone, he won't harm me.

Uncle Gen, you don't have to be angry, Master Yang just came here and doesn't know the situation yet... let's eat. "

After speaking, he picked up the plate again and was about to eat the piece of crocodile meat.

"Don't worry, Master Huo, you can trust him, but I can't..." Before he finished speaking, the chair Yang Lin was sitting on moved three feet horizontally, and his hand was like lightning, and with afterimages, he grabbed the plate.

what……

"Misty Phantom."

Huo Yuanjia's eyes lit up, and without even thinking about it, heavy hand shadows erupted from his left hand.

The two hands intertwined and struck each other, amidst the crackling sound, in an instant, the hook, the lock, the lock and the stab were pressed, and the techniques were varied, but no one got the first chance.

As the palms of the two moved and struck each other, a strong wind was generated, and they simultaneously lifted up the plate.

"Okay, it's the first time I've seen Mizong Fist practiced to perfection so quickly."

A gleam flashed in Huo Yuanjia's eyes, but he was a little angry.

He took a long breath, his sitting figure was a little taller, and his hand speed suddenly doubled.

call out……

Then, seeing Yang Lin sitting opposite him, he also took a long breath, his hand speed was like a blossoming plum blossom, the same speed doubled, and he firmly blocked his palm in front of the plate.

bang...

A muffled sound.

The chairs under their buttocks slid back at the same time.

The plate fell to the ground, and with a bang, it broke into several pieces.

Huo Yuanjia's face darkened, looked at Yang Lin, and said slowly: "Master Yang, I need an explanation."

"Master Huo, be safe and don't be impatient, and don't blame me for being abrupt. It's really important, so we have to check and find out."

Yang Lin arched his hands.

Turning to look at Uncle Gen, "Actually, is there any poison? It's very simple, just send it to the hospital for a test... Do you need to be so eager to distinguish? It's obviously a guilty conscience.

I just want to ask you a question, your son who killed someone in Shandong, has he been rescued now?What the Japanese promised, did they do it or did they not do it? "

As soon as this remark came out, Uncle Gen's face turned ashen.

All the disciples looked at Uncle Gen.

One of them retreated with his heels and quietly took half a step back.

"It's too late to leave now."

Yang Lin said with a sneer, half-spinning his body, leaping forward, using his palm as a knife, performing the "five yun plum blooming" stance, and with indescribable murderous intent, he slashed at the head of the nine disciples Li Yanfang at the end of the long table.

"No..."

"Be careful."

There was chaos all around.

Seeing Yang Lin's sudden attack, his murderous aura was boiling, and his attack was fierce, everyone's expressions changed.

Chapter 090 Dark Crane Fist

When Yang Lin questioned Uncle Gen, the chef, everyone never believed, then half-believed, and then suddenly realized.

Seeing the shocked expression on Uncle Gen's face, at this moment, how can anyone not believe Yang Lin's previous judgment.

The old family who had followed the Huo family for more than [-] years suddenly rebelled and poisoned the master's family.

No one could have imagined such a thing beforehand.

For a moment, not only the disciples were a little dazed, but even Huo Yuanjia was slightly stunned.

Heartbroken is not enough to describe the mixed feelings of shock and anger in his heart at this time.

But at this moment, Yang Lin took the step of ascending the plum, rose into the air with a half-spin in the shape of a knife in his hand, threw himself across the long table, and slashed at the nine disciples Li Yanfang.

Judging from the fierceness of his attack, it is obvious that he has killing intent, and wants to cut the opponent in half from head to toe.

Although he didn't have a real sword in his hand, with Yang Lin's cultivation at this time, a vertical palm strike was enough to break fine iron.

Ninth Disciple Li Yanfang, usually just gags and doesn't take his practice too seriously. The biggest advantage is that he has a good relationship with all the disciples.

How can he be able to stop this attack?

In a hurry, Huo Tingen, Liu Qingsheng and the others were all shocked and stopped or begged for mercy.

Moreover, he hurriedly threw himself to Li Yanfang's side, trying to save him.

Everything comes from instinct.

Huo Yuanjia's eyes flashed brightly, he moved his feet, and stopped again.

With his skill, although he could make a volley, when he was about to make a move, he finally chose to trust Yang Lin.

Believe that the other party will not do useless things and do rude things.

The defection of Uncle Gen, the previous chef, has already proved this point.

He is right.

Li Yanfang had already taken a step back, exerted a little force on his toes, and was about to take advantage of the situation and jump out of the window to escape.

Seeing that Uncle Gen's defenses were breached with just a few words, he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling like a dead soul, knowing that he would not be able to escape the crisis of his identity being exposed.

"It's not good to be lucky. If I knew this, I didn't get a shot at that time, so I never came back."

The reason why he didn't leave was, of course, that he was reluctant to part with this excellent status.

Not only can you get Huo Yuanjia's Mizong Quan, but also attack and disintegrate Jingwumen from the inside.

To advance can be attacked, and retreat can be defended.

He is confident, relying on his usual performance of loyalty and kindness.

Even if everyone is exposed, he will be as safe as Mount Tai.

Unexpectedly, in just one night, the situation has completely changed.

……

The murderous intent was imminent, and the fierce wind rushed to his face.

Li Yanfang was full of regrets in his heart, and he didn't care to think about it any more, wondering if Yang Lin made a feint and was cheating him?

Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his arms, and his figure became elegant and agile.

He used his best life-saving skills, and he didn't care about putting on a show.

At this point, absolutely no hesitation.

The two palm blackbirds scratched the sand and hissed with a sharp wind, but they retreated slightly as if they had been prepared for a long time.

Withdrew sideways, his body stretched like a white crane spreading its wings.

His fingers were like pinching an orchid, and his fist turned into a bird's beak, pecking at the veins of Yang Lin's wrist.

The fingertips trembled and buzzed.

"White Crane Fist, Nerve Plucking Technique..."

Huo Yuanjia's eyes narrowed into a slit.

He recognized at a glance what trick his nine apprentices used.