Siheyuan: Living in the People's Community, with a Heart for the Red Star

It was 7 o'clock at this time and the sky around was gradually darkening. Lao Yang walked downhill for nearly 1 kilometer and did not find any killer attacks.

Just when Lao Yang thought that he might give up the assassination because it was dark and it was not convenient for people to observe from a distance, a Japanese sword stabbed out from the bottom to the top from the right rear of Lao Yang. A chill instantly enveloped Lao Yang, and his body subconsciously paused. The cold Japanese sword pierced Lao Yang's clothes along his right abdomen. Lao Yang almost felt the touch of his hair being cut by the Japanese sword. His hair stood up instantly, and a layer of small bumps appeared on his abdomen. This was the closest Lao Yang had ever felt to death since he traveled through time. Lao Yang immediately turned around and shouted loudly: "Japanese pirates!"

Although he couldn't see the other person's figure, Lao Yang pulled back his right leg by feeling, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the air, and felt that he touched something! He grabbed and pulled with his fingers, revealing a short Japanese squatting on the ground. The other person was looking at Lao Yang in surprise, and Lao Yang dodged the confident knife that would kill him! When Lao Yang grabbed the Japanese again, the Japanese had already reacted, and immediately abandoned the knife, and his body quickly shrank into a ball and rolled to the side. When he rolled about three meters, he stepped on the ground and jumped high, throwing a kunai with each hand at Lao Yang. When the other party rolled into a ball, Lao Yang did not attack again. He watched the other party roll forward coldly without chasing him. When the kunai came, he just squatted to avoid the attack of the kunai. Lao Yang stared at the other party with cold eyes. The Japanese, who was only about 1 meters tall, also stood on the road 5 meters away from Lao Yang and stared at Lao Yang.

He mumbled a bunch of Japanese words: "Boss Li is worthy of being able to walk here alive! His inspiration is extraordinary! He was able to avoid a jonin's fatal move in a moment of relaxation! I, Iga jonin Kumamaru, failed in the assassination, but I will come back!"

Old Yang looked at Jiumowan grimly and said coldly: "You little Japanese pirates are here and you want to leave? You'd better die!"

As he spoke, Lao Yang picked up the Japanese sword that had fallen to the ground with his right foot, and with his right hand, he grabbed the hilt of the sword and swung it out. When Jiumawan saw the sword that Lao Yang swung over, his eyes lit up immediately. Jiumawan, who had been planning to give up the sword, had a new idea. When the Japanese sword came from the front of Jiumawan, Jiumawan twisted his body a few times strangely, got behind the Japanese sword, and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The idea was perfect, but the reality was cruel. Jiumawan was carried up by the Japanese sword and flew backwards together.

It was not until the Japanese sword was nailed into the ground that Jiumawan stabilized his body. He immediately realized that something was wrong and moved half a foot to the right, barely avoiding Lao Yang's fierce punch. The wind from the punch made Jiumawan's cheek hurt. Jiumawan realized that he was far from being Lao Yang's opponent, and began to roll forward quickly, trying to avoid Lao Yang's attack.

Jiumawan reached out and took out a smoke bomb from his bosom, preparing to confuse the view so that he could escape. When Lao Yang saw Jiumawan dodge his punch, he immediately reached out and picked up the Japanese sword again, throwing it in front of Jiumawan like a boomerang. I don't know how Jiumawan was trained in the past, but he could still observe the movements around him while rolling. When he saw the Japanese sword slashing in front of him, he immediately changed the direction of his rolling and rolled to the right side of the road, intending to escape into the woods.

As Lao Yang swung out his Japanese sword, he exerted force on his feet and chased after Jiuma Wan. Lao Yang predicted his prediction. When Lao Yang took the third step, his body flew into the air, flipped in front of Jiuma Wan, and reached out to grab the meatball-like Jiuma Wan. The rolling Jiuma Wan immediately stretched out his body, holding a short blade in each hand and stabbed Lao Yang who was blocking the way.

As expected of a jonin, he really has real skills. Kumamaru danced with two daggers with great vigor and speed. Old Yang had to avoid the sharp edge and somersaulted backwards to avoid the stab of the dagger. When Kumamaru saw Old Yang retreating, he immediately supported himself with both swords on the ground, put his feet on the ground, pulled his arms hard, stepped on the ground with his feet to gather strength and flew out, quickly raised the two swords above his head, and rotated forward like a drill to drill towards Old Yang!

Old Yang was very familiar with this move! It was clearly the move of the dwarf in the King of Fighters, the Wind Sky Slash. This move had too many flaws, and he dared to use it in actual combat? He was sure to defeat me, so Old Yang didn't let him down. He jumped upside down, feet up, stretched out his hand to grab the right leg of Jiumawan who had passed under his head, and took the Hell Paradise Fall from the King of Fighters. He carried Jiumawan and smashed him back and forth on the road 4 times, and then let go and threw out the almost dead Jiumawan. Jiumawan's body passed across the road and was directly cut in half by the Japanese sword inserted into the ground. He was dead as hell!

Old Yang let out a long breath, looked at the darkening sky and strode forward, and decided to speed up. Now it seemed that Old Yang was not being hunted, but rather like he was in a level-breaking mode, defeating all enemies along the way.

Lao Yang was walking quickly forward when suddenly a punch came towards him from the left. Lao Yang immediately dodged to the right. Another punch came towards him from the right and he immediately crouched and stepped back. As soon as he stepped back, he felt the fist coming from behind.

Lao Yang tensed his back muscles and prepared himself for the blow. Then he heard a "bang" like a drum, and was thrown forward by the punch. The killers on both sides immediately reached out to grab Lao Yang's hands or legs, but was it possible?

Old Yang shrank his body into a ball and got out of the encirclement of three people. Old Yang felt that the force behind him was about 500 kilograms, which meant that if it were anyone else, Old Yang would have vomited blood and died!

The three men did not attack immediately. Lao Yang turned around and looked behind him, and found that they were three black men about two meters tall, with shiny dark muscles. No wonder Lao Yang did not notice the existence of the three men.

The three of them adjusted their formation, roared, and began to charge at Lao Yang. Except for the white teeth that flashed for a moment and the looming eyeballs, it was really hard to spot the three of them in the dark. The three of them thought that Lao Yang would be hurt and timid after being hit, so he would either dodge or run away.

But Lao Yang did not follow their plan at all, but went straight for it. He turned his body to the left and kicked the black man on the left side on the chin. The black man flew up into the sky like a black fish, his body twitching and swinging, flying six or seven meters and landing on the ground, twitching a few times and then motionless. The black man on the right immediately elbowed Lao Yang, and the black man behind him blocked Lao Yang's retreat on the left side and punched Lao Yang's temple.

To deal with this kind of opponent who only has brute force, Lao Yang thinks it is too easy! He quickly put his left hand forward and placed it on the fist that was coming at him. He quickly dragged his left wrist with his right hand, used Tai Chi push hands to change the direction of the black man's fist, and punched the elbow with all his strength. With a click, the wrist of the black man behind him was directly disabled. The black man's arm on the right hurt and he couldn't lift it up.

The two black men began to shout "surrender" and quickly retreated to gather together. Lao Yang also jumped into the air and pressed his palms on the heads of the two men like a mountain. He slammed them together and the two heads collided. It was obvious that the backs of the two heads were sunken and they died of bleeding! The two men leaned against each other but did not fall. Lao Yang was very satisfied with his attack, especially because the two foreigners cooperated well and leaned against each other like iron towers.

Old Yang walked happily while muttering: "This kind of big fool is still the easiest to deal with. There is no need to waste any skills. Just use force to defeat force and beat him to death. This kind of battle is really fun!"

Suddenly, he found a bunch of fireworks on the road ahead. Old Yang was very curious and hurried over. He saw a monk and a Taoist sitting cross-legged on the road beside the fire. When they heard the footsteps, they opened their eyes.

The monk spoke first, "Li Luohan, you are indeed gifted and intelligent! Why don't you follow me into the Buddhist world and serve the Buddha!"

The Taoist priest at the side also said: "Mr. Li, you are indeed extraordinary, with a brilliant mind! Why don't you join my Taoist school, attain enlightenment and become an immortal, and live a carefree life!"

Old Yang frowned as he looked at the two men and said in a deep voice, "I had no intention of getting into a conflict with two outsiders, but you two are so aggressive! I have no choice but to ask for your advice. Let's see whether you two can convert me or I can convert you two. All right! There is no point in talking any more, let's see the truth with fists and feet."

The monk stood up and said, "The Arhat and I have a connection. I will let the Arhat go today, and I will go to your house the next day to convert the Arhat."

The Taoist priest also stood up and said, "You have an innate spiritual root. It would be a great loss if you did not join my Taoist lineage. I will visit my humble home soon to discuss Taoism and scriptures and guide you onto the right path."

Old Yang immediately shook his head and said, "Wrong, wrong, wrong! Now I just want to beat you two to death, or be beaten to death by you two! Today's karma, today's karma, today's karma, if you two don't take action, I will not be polite!"

The monk and the Taoist priest looked at each other and declared at the same time: "Amitabha (Infinite Heavenly Venerable)!"

The two men walked towards Lao Yang, with each step they took, and their momentum grew stronger. The monk slowly extended his left palm towards Lao Yang, and the Taoist clasped his fists to his chest and punched forward. Lao Yang took a step forward and thrust both palms at the two men's fists. When the fists and palms met, Lao Yang immediately felt the difference from the monk and the Taoist. The fists and palms of the two men were powerful and heavy, and each of them had a force of more than 800 kilograms, which immediately cracked the road surface under Lao Yang's feet.

The road surface behind Lao Yang was wrinkled and bulged, and Lao Yang was pushed back 10 centimeters. Moreover, waves of huge force were transmitted from the fists of the monk and the Taoist priest, which made Lao Yang retreat again and again. His footprints left one footprint after another, and the road surface was destroyed beyond recognition.

Old Yang was puzzled: "Could this be the legendary hidden power of internal martial arts? It seems that smoke without fire is not without cause. Today I have met a master."

Old Yang withdrew his palms and took a step back, looking at the two men and said, "Since you two are masters, I will not hold back. I will let you see my family martial arts!"

When the two men saw Lao Yang retract his hands, they also withdrew their hands, took a step back and looked at Lao Yang. After hearing what Lao Yang said, they stared at him in surprise.

Old Yang took a step forward, crossed his palms and drew a circle in front of his chest, and shouted loudly: "Ice Qi!" and attacked the two men fiercely.

The monk and the Taoist priest also stepped forward and slapped Lao Yang's hands. Then a scene that shattered all three perspectives happened. A large amount of cold air came from Lao Yang's hands and directly froze the monk and the Taoist priest's hands, and quickly froze and spread. The two were shocked and immediately stepped back to smash the ice and put their hands into the fireworks, rubbing their hands to dispel the frostbite. But their eyes never left Lao Yang's hands, and they saw that the cold air on Lao Yang's hands quickly dissipated, and there was nothing unusual about his hands.

Old Yang took back his hands and said to the two men, "Now you two can leave with peace of mind!"

When the monk and the Taoist heard what Lao Yang said, sweat immediately broke out on their foreheads. They looked at each other and tacitly performed the light body skills to rush to the woods on both sides. Lao Yang took out the pistol from the space and shot the two people with two bangs. He blew on the muzzle of the gun and said, "I can tell at a glance that you two are not good people. It's just right for you to accompany me on the road!"

Old Yang walked forward and kicked the two men into the fire, then continued to move forward without looking back.

After Lao Yang walked away, several people rushed out from both sides and pulled the two out of the fire, and began to check and take pictures. Although the people on the top of the mountain didn't see it clearly in the first few times, they were very puzzled when they saw the duel between Lao Yang and the monk and the Taoist priest with the help of the firelight, and they couldn't see the trick at all. But from the end when Lao Yang pulled out a gun and killed the two people, Soli guessed that the monk and the Taoist priest might have real skills, and Lao Yang was difficult to deal with, so he used a gun to shoot them.

Soli felt aggrieved. He had wanted to see a big battle, but you showed me this - two bullets. Soli knew that they would not be able to see what was happening next. Behind them were plains and cities. There was no advantage of standing high to watch. Moreover, it was already night, so he could not see anything valuable. So he said goodbye to everyone on the hill and went down the mountain to the base, waiting for the intelligence sent by the agents behind.

Some of the previous videos have been brought back to the base for emergency processing. It seems that Lao Yang's strength can still be controlled. He has not yet reached the state of being invincible and doing whatever he wants! Otherwise, he would not have pulled out his gun and shot him in the end. At least that's what Soli thought and reported it. How could he know that Lao Yang was just pointing the finger with a pistol because he thought it was troublesome and time-consuming to chase him.

After walking for a long distance this time, no assassins appeared. It was estimated that this monk and Taoist priest were the final killers arranged for today. Lao Yang saw that he was about to enter the main road in front of him. Street lights had appeared and he was about to enter the city. Lao Yang thought that he should see a taxi soon and he was very happy that he didn't have to walk home.

There was a car and a motorcycle parked under a street lamp in front. A beautiful woman was walking back and forth beside the car, and a man was hiding under the car, as if he was repairing it. Lao Yang walked towards them, and the beautiful woman also noticed Lao Yang and cautiously took two steps closer to the car, as if subconsciously protecting herself.

Lao Yang walked over and stopped not far from the car to watch. The beauty felt a little embarrassed by Lao Yang's gaze and said shyly, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Huh? Why would such a beautiful female demon park her car here? And she's repairing the car in such a weird location! Old Yang didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling.

Lao Yang continued to approach the woman, and the woman took small steps back, her hand already touching the car door, as if she was afraid that Lao Yang would do something bad to her, and was ready to hide in the car. Lao Yang grinned like a devil, and the woman was frightened and her face turned pale, her hands trembled as she grabbed the car door, and she pulled the door several times but it didn't open.

Lao Yang had already approached the woman, almost sticking to her. At this moment, a gleam of light flashed in the woman's eyes, and she opened her mouth and blew out a puff of smoke towards Lao Yang's face, and threw her hands towards Lao Yang, as if throwing herself into his arms. At the same time, the man who had been repairing the car on the ground also stood up, took out a sprayer similar to a large syringe and sprayed liquid at Lao Yang. The woman who grabbed Lao Yang with both hands, before she had time to be happy, was grabbed by Lao Yang's shoulders and lifted up, and used as a shield in front of him. She screamed in pain at first, and then started screaming after being sprayed with liquid. Smoke came out from behind, and it was obvious that it was not good water. The man threw away the spray gun and rushed towards Lao Yang, and Lao Yang pushed the woman out with force and smashed her on the man.

Old Yang looked down and saw a black handprint on the clothes that the woman had grabbed. He immediately took off his shirt and threw it away. The water stains on the woman's back also stuck to the man's body. The two people quickly took off their clothes and wiped each other's skin. The large area of ​​exposed skin had turned black. The two people's movements became slower and slower. Finally, they vomited pus and died with blood coming out of their seven orifices.

Old Yang was so scared that he took off his clothes, threw them on the ground and walked away. Old Yang approached the car and looked through the window, then shook his head. He then walked to the motorcycle and observed it carefully, and also shook his head. Without moving, the two cars continued along the road towards the city.