"Despicable!" The elderly man, seeing the young man being kicked, cursed, waved his palm and attacked Zhang Lang again.

"Damn it! I'm shameless!" Zhang Lang cursed inwardly and launched an attack on the elderly.

Bajiquan is a short boxing technique, and its movements are extremely strong. In terms of martial arts, it is necessary to cut and hold, forcefully open, close to the body, fight head, shoulders, elbows, back, knees, and every part of the body can attack.

Zhang Lang’s five-year military career made his Bajiquan more fierce and violent, and he paid more attention to killing with one blow.

On the other hand, the old man's Bagua Palm walks like a dragon and flips like an eagle.

This is also the characteristic of Baguazhang, which is quick and flexible, and changes as you go. When fighting with the opponent, your body is ups and downs and twists, and your agility and changeability.

Zhang Lang wins because of his fierce fist force, and the old man wins because of his rich experience, and it is difficult to decide between the two of them for a while.

The two of them fought for more than a dozen moves, and the young people were full of energy and blood, especially monsters like Zhang Lang who could fight against blind bears.

The old man was old and weak. He was not careful and was entangled by Zhang Lang's wrist, kicked him on the base of his thigh, and fell to the ground.

I have to thank Taoist Master Qingyuan for his recent efforts to cultivate his mind and cultivate his nature and smooth out his irritable temperament a little.

Otherwise, this kick would not be a kick in the thigh, but a hit to the famous family.

Zhang Lang stepped forward, stepped on the elderly who wanted to get up, and shouted loudly, "Why do you hurt someone?"

A sentence made the elderly blush and unable to speak.

"Tie him for me!"

The young people in the village next to him immediately stepped forward and tied up the elderly like a pig tied up.

"Misunderstanding! They are all misunderstandings!" the elderly shouted loudly.

"Misunderstanding? It will cost life if you take action. Now you call a misunderstanding?"

Zhang Lang ignored him, walked to Erlangzi, squatted down, and checked his injuries.

Fortunately, I was just knocked out and was not in danger of life.

I checked several other young people, but they were all fine, but they were dislocated, which was also called dislocation.

It seems that the two of them are still a bit sensible and have not tried their best.

The treatment of dislocation is simple. Zhang Lang presses the dislocated joint one by one, pulls, twists and pushes one by one, and it will be fine.

As for Erlangzi, he pinched the person even more simply. Erlangzi woke up, got up in a daze, and cursed, "Damn it!"

"Okay, stop scolding, tell me, what's going on?"

"Uncle Wolf, this guy wants to buy our wolf skin. If I don't sell it to him, I will rob it if I come up." Erlangzi told his grievances.

"You are the one who cursed people first! If you don't sell, you won't sell them. Who told you to curse people?" the young man struggled and protested loudly.

At this time, the elderly also changed their energy. They broke away from Maowa and the others in a flash, walked to Zhang Lang and clasped their fists, "Duan Dehai, the gossip sect, has seen his little friend."

This is a self-reporter's home and a trajectory.

He understood the rules of the world, but first of all, he looked down on them as martial arts practitioners and actually robbed ordinary people of things.

There are so many wild wolves in the old forest. With your ability, it is not easy to get a wolf skin. Can you use it to grab it?

Another person doesn't want to be in the world, and he doesn't want to be involved with these people in the world.

Since ancient times, there have been many troubles in the world. Now he only wants his wife and children to be warm and develop the economy of his hometown.

"Haha!" Zhang Lang looked at him and laughed.

Duan Dehai's face turned red with a smile. Today, he was so embarrassed. It was originally his own fault. He couldn't buy someone's wolf skin and even beat him up.

The most important thing is that after practicing boxing for fifty years, I can't beat a young man in his twenties.

"What happened today is that my grandparents and grandchildren are reckless. Please report a font size and will come to the door to apologize another day."

"Haha!" The answer to Duan Dehai was still chuckled.

Duan Dehai originally planned to get close to him, but Zhang Lang chuckled, so embarrassed that he couldn't continue to say anything.

"Senior Brother Duan, is it really you?" At this time, a surprise scream came from outside the crowd.

"Damn it! It's a dog." Zhang Lang cursed in his heart.

Why can't he hear it? It was Secretary Su's voice.

He called Secretary Su, Grandpa Su, the one in front of him was Grandpa Su's senior brother, and this incident was caused by the trouble.

"Little Linzi?" Duan Dehai looked at the shout and shouted in surprise.

Secretary Su’s full name is Su Dalin.

"Senior Brother Duan, I didn't expect to see you again!" Secretary Su rushed over and hugged Duan Dehai, his eyes red with excitement.

"Yes! I didn't expect to see you in my lifetime! All this seemed like a dream." Duan Dehai's eyes were also a little red as he said.

"Senior Brother Duan, everything has passed, the nightmare has woken up, and everything will be fine in the future."

In the past dark decade, not only temples but also intellectuals, but also these world-class sects have suffered.

It can be seen that the two have a good relationship. Secretary Su held Duan Dehai's hand and excitedly expressed his longing.

Seeing that the two were chatting excitedly, Zhang Lang turned around and prepared to leave quietly. Duan Dehai was Secretary Su's senior brother. If he beat his senior brother, can he have good results?

"Wolf cub, what are you doing? I just saw that you looked down on our Gossip Sect, come on! Let's practice! Let's see if your Bajiquan is powerful or my Baguazhang is powerful." Sure enough, Secretary Su's shout came from behind him.

Just now, Secretary Su was one step late, and when he arrived, he happened to see Zhang Lang stepping on Duan Dehai. Because he hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, Secretary Su didn't recognize him for a while, but just looked familiar.

It was not until Duan Dehai reported himself that Secretary Su recognized him.

If Zhang Lang dares to step on his senior brother under his feet, Secretary Su must stand up for his senior brother and find face.

Zhang Lang smiled bitterly, "Grandpa Su, of course, your Gossip Palm is amazing. How dare I compare my three-legged cat's kung fu with you!"

"Hurry up, don't be too slow!" Secretary Su said, rolling up his sleeves and about to take action.

Zhang Lang dared not fight with him? No matter how many times he said, they are all elders.

With a circle of eyes, Zhang Lang ran to the pile of goods and took out two wolf skins, "Old Master Duan, you don't remember the villain's faults. It's because the boy doesn't know Taishan. These two wolf skins will be considered as a kid to apologize to you."

"You guy knows the truth." Secretary Su snorted coldly.

Secretary Su didn't really want to fight Zhang Lang. He was also the secretary of the town party committee at all levels. He didn't want to talk to people on the street. He did this just to find a way for his senior brother.

"Shame, ashamed! This matter is also wrong with us. It is my grandson who wants to make a wolf skin for his grandmother.

As a result, he became a little impatient and made the little brother anxious, which caused these misunderstandings."

"Haha! Just say it, it's good. The child is also filial. Is this a tiger? He has grown so big in the blink of an eye." Secretary Su was trying to smooth things over.

"This person is not an outsider, Qi Datou's grandson! Zhang Fushan's grandson." Secretary Su introduced to them.
Chapter completed!