Dong Mingxuan's face was beaten with a typical bruise and swollen face, but Du Qinglong's injuries were even more serious. His internal strength was so shaken that he was unable to gather any strength at all.

Jiang Laoru, the legendary master who has reached the realm of God of War, naturally has a set of medical skills for treating bruises. But after diagnosing Du Qinglong's pulse, he frowned and thought for a long time before starting to treat Du Qinglong.

After a lot of acupuncture, massage, and medication, when he checked his pulse again, Jiang Laoru found that Du Qinglong's injury had worsened.

Du Qinglong now screams in pain whenever he moves.

Jiang Laoru, who had already lost interest in the disputes between the rivers and lakes, asked about the situation: "Dongfang Zhanyun, how did my two apprentices get injured? Who dares to do such a cruel thing to them?"

Dongfang Zhanyun shook his head with emotion and said: "Mr. Jiang, Master Dong and Master Du were bullied. There was a young master Lin Erdan from out of town who was drinking a big bowl of tea on the street with Xiao Huangfu.

Bao was bragging about how powerful he was, and someone happened to say, 'Mr. Jiang from Beijing is the most powerful'."

"In the end, this young man said that you were nothing. As your disciples, Master Dong and Master Dong, of course we cannot allow them to insult their mentor. If they disagreed, the young man beat the two masters to death.

So, I'm threatening to come and teach you a lesson."

Jiang Laoru nodded slowly: "He's from out of town? Lin Erdan? Whose disciple is he? Isn't he too arrogant?"

Dongfang Zhanyun said: "This young man seems to have come to join the Daxia Dragoon Army. He is very familiar with Xiaobao. It can be seen that he is very fond of Xiaobao."

Jiang Laoru sneered: "Haha, what a fierce dragon crossing the river. Write a post for me and ask him to come over and talk about it."

Therefore, Dongfang Zhanyun wrote this post for him, and he just signed his name. Or Dongfang Zhanyun sent someone to deliver it to Jixiang Hotel.

It only takes about twenty minutes to walk from Jixiang Hotel to Ruyi Tea House.

However, an hour passed and Lin Erdan did not arrive. Instead, Xiaobao arrived.

Xiaobao was so arrogant that he came to Jiang Laoru's room and saw that Du Qinglong was still half-dead and Dong Mingxuan was still bruised and swollen. He bared his teeth and smiled: "Why don't you two treat your injuries? Don't you think it's ugly?"

Dong Mingxuan was furious: "Don't look at our jokes!"

Xiaobao said: "What's the matter? It's a fair competition. If you lose, you lose. Why do you want to cheat? It's shameless, right?"

Although Jiang Laoru has a very high status in the world, he also knows Xiaobao's identity and cannot do anything to Xiaobao. However, that Lin Erdan can definitely be taught a lesson.

Therefore, he forced a smile on his face: "Little prince, who is that Lin Erdan of yours who injured my disciple?"

Xiaobao glanced at Dongfang Zhanyun: "Ah, you're talking about Lin Erdan. I just met him. Didn't I receive your post? Lin Erdan asked me to come over and send a message."

Jiang Laoru lowered his eyes and fiddled with a pair of fitness balls in his right hand: "What did he say?"

Xiaobao said: "What else can I say? He said that the apprentices taught by Old Man Jiang are all useless, and they are still showing off like this. Is it fun to rely on one's old man to show off one's strength? Since I, Lin Erdan, have beaten people, I am not afraid of Old Man Jiang at all. Even though

Come here! Why do you want me to go to his Ruyi Teahouse?"

Xiaobao chuckled: "Mr. Jiang, I am paraphrasing this. Please forgive me if I offend you."

Dongfang Zhanyun also showed a smile. Xiaobao's words happened to be completely consistent with what he just said about "the evil ones will complain first".

Old Man Jiang's face is so ugly now, which shows that their instigation was indeed very successful.

Jiang Laoru thought for a moment and said, "Well, since the other party is so arrogant, I, Jiang Laoru, will pay me a visit in person."

The eldest disciple, Xing Sifang, is over fifty years old, and his skills are extremely close to Old Jiang. Hearing this, he quickly said: "If you have something to do, I will accept his service. Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Master, let me go for you."

Several other disciples also quickly clasped their fists and raised their hands: "Master, we are willing to go!"

Jiang Laoru waved his hand: "Please be quiet! I can only do this alone, otherwise, the other party will say that we are engaging in a group fight."

Xing Sifang said cautiously: "Master, are you going to do it yourself? No need, right? He's just a stupid kid from out of town, let's just take care of him."

Jiang Laoru still had the glove on his left hand and said calmly: "You guys just wait at home, little prince, take me to see him."

Xiaobao immediately said happily: "Okay! My car is parked outside and I will take the old man there right away."

Jiang Laoru had heard the words of Dongfang Zhanyun and his disciples, but he was also doubtful: How could a young master who could defeat Dong Mingxuan and Du Qinglong be so reckless and unreasonable? How could he not know that there are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world?

Xiaobao, who was in charge of driving, was particularly excited: "Mr. Jiang, Lin Erdan said that if you dare to go to him, you will be beaten with teeth everywhere! Uh, you have lost all your teeth. I'm sorry.

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Jiang Laoru straightened his waist, sat in the back row, and smiled lightly: "Little prince, do you have a grudge against this Lin Erdan? Do you want me to fix him?"

Xiaobao's brain suddenly became knotted, and he thought to himself: Damn it, he is really a mature man. It seems that if I continue to instigate him, it will be counterproductive.

Therefore, he smiled and said: "Mr. Jiang, I think you should not go. Lin Erdan's martial arts is indeed very powerful. Even if he challenges you, with your status in the world, you can completely ignore him.

"

Jiang Laoru, who understood Xiaobao's colorful heart, just smiled softly and stopped talking.

Knock, knock, there was a knock on Lin Erdan's door, and he quickly said: "Please come in."

Xiaobao opened the door directly with the room card, and said behind him: "Mr. Jiang, Lin Erdan is inside, please."

Jiang Laoru is different from ordinary modern people. He wears a jade-white double-breasted coat. The material is not high-end, but it is very neat.

The large crotchless training pants show that he is an old boxer.

On his left hand, he was indeed wearing a hand mask. It was a hand mask, which was just a bag sewn out of cloth. It covered his hand and was completely round. It was impossible to tell whether there was anything else made of other materials inside.

Jiang Laoru's eyes were not sharp, but very peaceful. As soon as he entered the door, he fixed his gaze on Lin Erdan who stood up from the sofa: "Are you Lin Erdan?"

Both parties were sizing each other up. In Jiang Laoru's eyes, Lin Erdan should be a very low-key young man, wearing very ordinary clothes.

Lin Erdan stood up after seeing Jiang Laoru's arrival and walked over without warning: "Mr. Jiang? Hello, I am Lin Erdan."

He stood two meters in front of Jiang Laoru, clasped his fists and raised his hands. Although he did not perform the disciple ceremony, he at least showed basic respect.

The most important thing is that he did not have any explanation or excuse for hurting Jiang Laoru's two disciples.
Chapter completed!