When his mother Peng Qiumei came back, there was naturally another touching scene with tears in her eyes. However, Zhang Yang's mood had calmed down a little because of the previous two times, so he finally held back the tears. Afterwards, he and his grandmother were in the kitchen.

Being very busy, Zhang Yang was chatting slowly with his father in the living room. Zhang Yang naturally talked about his experiences in the past three years. Of course, he just said that he was accidentally involved in some incident. Fortunately,

An expert came to his rescue and took me as his apprentice and taught him some self-defense skills. Naturally, he avoided talking about the torture the old bastards subjected him to, and fully beautified the image of the old bastards, which made his parents angry.

My grandma and I were so grateful to that great benefactor that even the eighteen generations of the old bastard’s ancestors were grateful. Naturally, an old man somewhere was sneezing hard at this time and thought he had a cold.

As for why he said he hadn't contacted his family for three years, Zhang Yang naturally lied and said that communication there was inconvenient and it was inconvenient to come out, so there was no contact. After a lot of nonsense, his parents believed Zhang Yang's words, and

Grandma even made a concluding speech: Just come back and let him go for the rest.

The dinner was quite sumptuous, and all of them were Zhang Yang's favorite dishes. After eating "taste" for three years, these dishes were even more delicious. Zhang Yang devoured the food like a hungry wolf.

Naturally, the food on the table was delicious. During this period, I also drank a lot of wine with my father. The two of them drank three bottles of Erguotou in total. Zhang Guozhong, who was nearly 50 years old, naturally had no alcohol left, so he only drank a little more than one bottle before he fell down.

, the rest is naturally taken care of by Zhang Yang. Now that he has a strong inner strength, alcohol is no different from plain water to him.

After helping his father go back to his room and lie down, Zhang Yang chatted with his mother and grandma for a few words before going out. Originally, his mother and grandma wanted Zhang Yang to sleep here tonight, but the house here is a bit small, and there are also other things over there.

There was a house on site, so I didn’t do much to persuade her to stay. I just asked Zhang Yang to come back tomorrow.

After leaving the house, Zhang Yang was naturally very proud of himself. Not only had he had enough food and drinks, he could really start to live freely from today on. He no longer had to live under the torture of that old bastard. This kind of happiness could only be achieved by Zhang Yang, the person involved.

Understood.

Humming a little tune, I walked slowly towards the direction of Mingzhu Garden. However, I hadn't gone very far. When I passed by an alley, I accidentally saw another scene I didn't want to see: a group of red-haired and yellow-haired people.

, a young man with tattoos and bad earrings, was surrounding a tall woman with instruments such as sticks and machetes. Originally, ordinary people could not see the scene in this alley clearly, but Zhang Yang was different.

Now that he has reached the third level of "Sheng Long Jue", he can see clearly even in a dark jungle, let alone such a dark alley. Even in a completely dark environment, he can see clearly.

He can also rely on his hearing to completely identify the location of the enemy.

The woman being surrounded also had long flowing hair, a white shirt with a knot at the hem, a pair of denim shorts, and a pair of canvas shoes. She had a tall figure and slender legs. Although she was in a dark alley,

Zhang Yang couldn't see the face of this woman clearly, but with her figure and dress, she probably wouldn't be much worse.

What's going on today? I just saved a stubborn girl this afternoon, and now I'm meeting another one, but I don't know if this one will have a better temper.

Forget it, who told me that I have such a sense of justice, I am handsome and good-looking, and now my martial arts is so good, how can I not be a hero? Maybe I can meet a silly girl who is willing to marry me.

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After looking at the group of kids in the alley, Zhang Yang initially estimated that he should be able to do it in just ten seconds. He stretched out his hand to scratch his hair and walked slowly towards the alley.

Behind a trash can about two hundred meters away from Zhang Yang, the two of them were looking intently at the alley. "Sister Hong, do you think we should take action?"

"Why panic? Xiaolan is enough for such a small amount of offal."

"What if..."

"What the heck, don't you believe Xiaolan's skills?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just..."

"Look, why did a man suddenly appear?" The woman, who was called Sister Hong by the man next to her, stared at Zhang Yang who walked in slowly, frowning slightly, "Who is this man? Do you know him?"

"I don't know? I've never seen this guy before. He doesn't seem to be from the street."

"Let's see and then talk about it." Sister Hong thought about it for a while and decided to see about it first. If this man is also a member of the Money Gang, it won't be too late for her to take action. According to Xiaolan's skills, she should be able to support it.

Rescue yourself.

When the group of young men looked eager to try, they suddenly heard footsteps behind them. They couldn't help but turn around and saw a man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. He didn't look very old, and he didn't look like that.

The master is very powerful, so he naturally relaxed a lot.

"Boy, who are you?" A slightly bloated bald man said with his head tilted. One look at this posture showed that he was the leader of this group.

"Passing by." Zhang Yang replied calmly, without stopping to move forward.

"Didn't you see that I'm doing something? If you don't want to die, get out of here." Seeing the man in front of him with an indifferent attitude, the bald man couldn't help but feel nervous. He could still be so indifferent in the face of so many of his brothers.

It seems that he is not an easy master to deal with. But seeing that he has more people, he becomes a lot more courageous.

"You go about your business, and I go through mine. No one is delayed. Besides, this alley belongs to the state. Can't I just stop by while you can do your business?"

Seeing the man who suddenly appeared in front of her with such a calm attitude, the surrounded women looked at the man with interest, wondering whether this man was really just passing by or came to disturb the situation. But she seemed to

I don't know him either, and Bald Liu doesn't seem to know him either. Could he be from Baihutang? But some capable people from Baihutang know a lot of them themselves. This man doesn't look like an ordinary person. Why?

Never seen it?

In an instant, the woman whom Sister Hong called Xiaolan became curious about Zhang Yang.

Seeing Zhang Yang's still unmoved look, Bald Liu couldn't help but feel a little troubled. It seemed that he could only use his signature to intimidate, "Brother, this is Bald Li from the Money Gang. I want to do something here. I hope my brother

Don't meddle in other people's business, so as not to hurt the harmony. If brother is willing to give me some face, how about buying him a drink after I finish my work?"

Money Gang? What the hell? To be honest, Zhang Yang really didn’t know much about the gangs in Maple City. Three years ago, he was just a student. He basically spent time between home and school every day, and occasionally wandered around with a few buddies.

It is impossible to come into contact with gangsters when walking around. Let alone gangsters, even seeing an ordinary kid would have made him tremble. In the past, if he had known that this was a gangster, Zhang Yang would not have known how fast he could sneak away.

But today is different from the past. The martial arts he had trained after being tortured by that old bastard for three years was the strength that Zhang Yang relied on. Now, let alone a gangster, even if Al Qaeda came, he would still be impervious to the wind.

chaos.

"Money Gang? Are they awesome?"

"Brother, so you just don't want to give me this face?"

"Bald Bald, to be honest, I really don't understand the money gang or the papyrus gang. Sorry, we are not from the street. As I said, I was just passing by. I just wanted to draw my sword and help when I saw an injustice."

Hearing that the other party was not from the Dao, Bald Liu became even more relaxed, and couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart: You are a country bumpkin who doesn't know how to live or die. "Brother, I advise you, you'd better leave this matter alone, the Money Gang is Maple Leaf City."

You think you can't afford to offend one of the biggest gangs. Brother, you can be considered a real man with blood. So, as long as you don't get involved in this matter today, I will introduce you to our boss tomorrow and let you join the gang.

What do you think of this position?"

"How big an official is he?"

"Of course it depends on how capable you are, brother." Hearing Zhang Yang's heart-warming intention, Bald Liu naturally relaxed a lot. Naturally, he would not take such a verbal promise seriously. He will introduce you tomorrow. If you don't want to live anymore, just follow him tomorrow.

I'll do it, hum.

"Oh~ That's it, then I want to be a gang leader, okay?"

Hearing this, the bald Liu's eyes instantly became sharp. It was obvious that the man in front of him had been playing with him, "It seems that you, the boy, refused to drink and drank as a penalty." He reached out and took off the cigarette butt in his mouth.

He hit the ground hard, then stepped on it hard, and twisted it a few times, as if the cigarette butt was the Zhang Yang in front of him. The big bald head waved towards a few little ones, and in an instant there were 5 little ones waving.

He rushed out with a machete.

Looking at the five children coming towards him, Zhang Yang smiled contemptuously. He still didn't stop his movements and walked slowly towards Bald Liu. He got closer, even closer, and the nearest one swung his machete.

As he walked towards Zhang Yang, Bald Liu looked at Zhang Yang with a sly smile on his face, and couldn't help but cursed in his heart: He doesn't know what is good or bad. Xiaolan, who was behind Bald Liu, frowned slightly, feeling a little worried: What's wrong with this kid?

What's going on? Why don't you have any posture at all? The machete is already in front of you. Why do you still look like that?

It was too late, but it was so fast. Just when the machete was about to reach Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang's body disappeared from the place in an instant. The little boy who rushed at the front felt an overwhelming feeling in his stomach before he knew what was happening.

He couldn't help but arch his body in pain, and fell down in pain. The little ones behind him still understood what happened, and they all felt a burst of pain, either in their stomach, chest, or back, anyway.

In such a moment, he fell to the ground in pain and couldn't get up. Then, Zhang Yang returned to where he started and continued to walk slowly towards Bald Liu.

In an instant, just an instant, the five children fell to the ground and exchanged in pain. Bald Liu could not believe what he saw. Not only Bald Liu, but also Xiaolan behind him, and Xiaolan hiding in the distance.

Sister Hong's eyes were wide open and she didn't know what was going on. She saw for a moment, the figure floated, and the five-year-old girl was lying on the ground. The man was still walking small steps.
Chapter completed!