Urban Medical Martial Immortal Zun

In the gym.

The people present did not hear Lin Tian's voice on the other end of the phone, but from Lin Tian's words, many people heard something was wrong.

only.

Dahui didn't pay attention, he was filled with severe pain and anger, turned his head and roared, and wanted to make a phone call with several youths who looked like bodyguards.

However, just as he finished speaking, his phone rang first.

"Grass... who is calling..."

Enduring the severe pain of a broken leg, Dahui cursed angrily, took out his phone, and found that it was his old man Daming calling, so he turned on the speakerphone.

"Dad... Come here quickly, this little bastard broke my leg! I want him to die, I want him to die..."

After connecting the phone, Dahui roared loudly, his eyes were red, and his voice gradually became a little hysterical.

"You wait there for me!"

Da Ming's roar was the answer to Da Hui, followed by a rush of busy voices.

It was Daming who roared and hung up the phone directly.

Dahui was stunned at first, then exulted, and looked up at Lin Tian with a ferocious face, "Little bastard, when my father brings people over, you will be buried four or five times! If you can defeat Jiang Bo, it seems that you are not the same!" Very human, at least an earth-level martial artist. However, if you are not a master, if you dare to fight against my Da family, it will be death or life! No, you can stop bullets!"

Those words made everyone present heave a sigh of relief.

Coupled with Daming's roar just now, they couldn't help turning their heads, and their eyes fell on Lin Tian.

This person is dead!

Daming's anger, the entire Liuyuan City, few people can bear it!

Now that Dahui's legs were broken, it was tantamount to a slap in the face of Dajia!

No family would be able to bear such humiliation!

"Haha...Little reptile, you are dead! No matter how powerful you are, don't even think about getting out of here today!"

Du Gao opened his mouth without normal teeth, and roared at Lin Tian indistinctly.

"Brother Gao is right, when Patriarch Da comes over, this little bastard will die!"

Nong Liao Ting also yelled and looked at Lin Tian, ​​full of resentment.

at this time.

Except for Song Manshan and Yan Yanxin, everyone looked at Lin Tian with sympathy and gloating.

It's fine if Du Gao is disabled, but now Da Hui is abolished, he is destined to be a dead man!

"Why didn't you listen to the persuasion? I came here with you just now, and I talked well!"

Qian Xiaoshuang stomped at this moment, pulled Lin Tian's hand, and complained a little.

Hearing the girl's words, Lin Tian could see that the other party was out of kindness, so he shook his head with a smile and said, "It's okay. We'll just wait for Daming to come over!"

"Why……"

Qian Xiaoshuang shook her head helplessly, and finally looked at Yan Yan and said in her heart, "Xin Xin, why don't you help Lin Tian?"

"Hmph, still helping? Didn't he get rejected just now when he was kind enough to help him? How kind of a donkey's liver and lungs!"

Before Yan Yan could open his mouth, Ren Zhiyun said angrily again: "Since he doesn't listen to us and relies on his ability to fight, let him continue to pretend! Wait for Daming to come and see how he ends up!"

Yan Yanxin frowned, shook her head slightly, and remained silent.

And Lin Tian, ​​facing everyone's eyes, looked as usual and remained silent.

Just five minutes.

With a bang, two footsteps, one slow and one hurried, came from the direction of the gym's door.

There was the sound of billboards and vases being smashed in the aisle of the gate.

The tall and burly Daming walked in first.

Not long after, the eldest grandson Shuzhen appeared in beach colored glaze casual attire.

The two came in and looked at the scene in the gym with stunned faces.

"Father...you should ask someone to kill him!"

Seeing Daming coming, Dahui immediately cried out.

Two legs were broken, and he was still supporting them before, but now seeing his father coming, he finally burst into tears.

"Is there any use in crying?"

Daming looked at the proud and helpless son in front of him, sighed softly, turned around and said, "Robo, help him!"

After the words fell, a ghostly figure came in from the outside.

It is a Luo Du who is protecting Daming closely, and has the strength of the peak of the prefecture level!

He walked in, helped Dahui to his knees, and looked up at Lin Tian with awe and fear on his face.

Afterwards, Daming looked sad, sighed, and walked towards Lin Tian.

This move made De Dahui think that his father was going to stand up for him.

Others seemed excited too.

"This is a sign that Daming is going to be furious!"

Someone spoke in a low voice.

It's dead! It's dead!

Du Gao's eyes were sharp, and he roared secretly.

On the side, Qian Xiaoshuang, who was standing next to Yan Yanxin, pursed her lips and could only watch silently.

"If I knew it earlier, why bother? Now, it's too late!"

Ren Zhiyun shook his head and sighed.

Soon, Daming walked up to Lin Tian.

Many people stared wide-eyed, wanting to see how Daming would deal with it.

"Young Master Lin, Gouzi has blind eyes, please give him another chance! I am such an excellent son..."

Daming suddenly bent down, bowed to Lin Tian and spoke respectfully, his face seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.

What... what!

Daming bowed to apologize to this kid? ? ?

Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? !

The sudden scene stunned everyone present.

Du Gao and Nong Liao Ting opened their teeth-less mouths with horror.

Ren Zhiyun on the other side stared wide-eyed, covering his mouth with his small hand, full of disbelief.

Even Qian Xiaoshuang was stunned there, unable to recover for a while.

"This... this... how is it possible!"

Ren Zhiyun took his hands away for a while, with a messy face, and then turned his head to look at Yan Yanxin, "Xinxin, what's going on?"

"This is a very normal thing!"

Yan Yan was secretly shocked, but when he thought about it, he was relieved. In addition to Lin Tian's mysterious and powerful background, his background was definitely more terrifying than imagined, otherwise Daming would not have shown such a gesture.

"Dad... you... what are you doing?"

Over there, seeing his father bowing down to the powerful young man in front of everyone, Dahui's eyes widened and his expression was in a daze.

"Shut up for me! If you don't get Lin Shao's forgiveness, I will throw you into the Liujiang River!"

Daming turned around and roared angrily, his eyes flushed with endless murderous intent.

Not only the people present trembled, even Da Hui's scalp felt cold.

It was the first time he had seen his father so furious, showing murderous intent towards him.

Who the hell is he?

In the entire Liuyuan City, the only ones who can make my father bow down are those high-ranking martial arts masters!

Could it be that the boy in front of him is...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Dahui shuddered all over, his face turned pale, his mouth was tightly pursed, not daring to make another sound, he looked at Lin Tian, ​​and began to show fear.

Junior Grandmaster!

A thought like lightning and thunder flashed through his mind, making his liver and gallbladder tremble.

"Ro... Rob... is he the young master?"

Dahui turned his head, looked at Li Cheng, and asked in a trembling voice.

"Young master?"

Luo Du was taken aback for a moment, then sighed and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Xiaohui, what is a grand master? Young Master Lin can destroy him with a snap of his fingers! Just pray that Young Master Lin will not be further enraged..."

At this moment, thinking of the terrifying flames that popped out from Lin Tian's fingers, Luo Du still had lingering fears in his heart, and he was extremely afraid.

What! Can you kill the grand master with a snap of your fingers?

Dahui was shocked, a chill rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the sky.

PS: The state is a bit poor! I continued to write. It's too late, everyone can rest first, and watch it tomorrow morning! Feel sorry. Well, I saw the suggestions of some book friends. The problem of slow pace may be related to my own style of writing.