Vol 3 Chapter 2: Going to collect debts

An old man with a goatee and a robes in the sauce sè, one by one to give them a pulse, sometimes shaking their heads, sometimes nodding, sometimes looking at the light, and sometimes up and down their hands. On the left is the iron fist to live in Liu Hong, standing behind Li Long, ready to add tea to him.
A group of disciples and disciples stand in a wall of people, and many men, women and children are separated from the wall. It seems that they are all relatives of these children. They are nervously looking at their own children. If they can get the old man nod, they will smile. If the old man shakes his head, he will be dejected.
This is a big man from Qinghe Fucheng, thousands of miles away. Tiequanmen’s imperial guardianship, a martial arts super-invasive, if he can get his approval, then his own children can really step into the sky.
Li Qingshan saw the old man at a glance. The old man was a breath of suffocation, slightly stronger than Feng Wei. It was a congenital master, but it was not a dangerous person. If it is an avatar, he has the confidence to cull the old man, even if it is to maintain the human form, it will not be too much trouble, just a little effort.
He is just curious, what is this doing.
Liu Hong sits beside the old man. Although both of them are old people, even children who are not sensible can see their momentum. Liu Hong’s heart sighed. Recently, in this Qingyang city, there are really many amazing people.
Since coming to this Qingyang City to support the elderly, this strict and strict protection of the law, he has not seen for many years, but then again, with his second-rate skills, that is not seen several times that year, the last time was more than a decade ago At the helm of the rudder master, at that time he was still in his prime, and the law of strict protection was this appearance. Now that he has become an old man, this strict protection method seems to have remained unchanged.
Liu Hongdao: "Strictly protect the law, take a break!"
"Please use tea!" Li Long next to the busy tea, although Wu Tangzhu died of death, the plan to leave Qingyang City was canceled. However, he was happy in his heart. He didn't like the Wu Tang master very much. He was rude to his master. He died when he died. In the twinkling of an eye, there is a strict protection method. Not only is the martial arts higher, but the temperament is also more stable. Although it is proud but not awkward, it can also take him directly to Qinghe.
Yan Song stopped. Take a sip of tea: "Old, the body is not used." Let those children stand under the sun.
Liu Hongdao: "Where is the general rudder?"
"You can rest assured that you are also an old man in the door. The surname Wu is useless. How can you blame your head? I will distinguish it from the general rudder." Yan Song is in a good mood, of course because of his hands. I received a lot of benefits from Liu Hong. He didn’t pay much attention to the silver, but one of the old paintings came from a famous hand. It is rare to see a thousand dollars, just in line with his appetite.
Liu Hong said with great joy: "That would thank you for your protection. How do you see these children?"
Yan Songdao: "There are still a few good seedlings in these children. Although I don't know if I can refine my gas, at least practicing martial arts is enough. If I am in Qinghe Fucheng, the children with better qualifications have already been collected. When the seedlings come out, they have to fight for the rush to get their hands. How can they pick it up so casually?"
Liu Hongdao: "They are the ruins of the general rudder."
"Ok?"
At this time, Yan Song looked up and saw the wall of the Tekken disciple. Separate a gap, a teenager walked in, but he glanced at it and ordered: "Let him go out. It's too old." And it's too ordinary, there is no place worthy of his attention.
However, the disciple of Tiequan did not stop the boy by saying it. Instead, he was separated from each other by fear. Yan Song was a little strange. He saw Li Long beside him, and even Liu Hong’s eyes widened: "Li Qingshan!"
In the crowd, there is even more discussion. "Isn't this Li Qingshan?" "Black Tiger Li Qingshan!" "I heard that he is not dead? How come back?" Li Qingshan is now in Qingyang City and is considered a celebrity.
Li Qingshan stepped forward and smiled and waved: "Liu Men, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is what the law is, long-awaited!"
Yan Song's eyebrows moved. I remembered another reason for his trip, not because of this boy.
Liu Hong said: "You... you are back!"
Li Qingshan opened the door to the mountain: "Yes. This time is to be a villain. Please ask the Liumen Lord for a few things. If you don't fold into a silver ticket, I would rather take less. After all, it is not easy for you to dig hard. "The current Li Qingshan, it seems very peaceful, there is no prestige."
Yan Hong, Liu Hongwang, said: "You are Li Qingshan? You dare to come back? Now I ask, you answer, if you answer less, I will slap you. How did Wu Tang die?" ?"
He didn't even stand up. This is not a person worthy of his standing up. Li Qingshan's "disrespect" also made him a little angry. He ate the leopard and dared to ask him for something. And there are many signs that the death of Wu Tangzhu has a lot to do with this person. Of course he will not be polite with the enemy.
Li Qingshan hides strength? maybe! But Li Qingshan is a top-ranking expert, even an innate master, and has reached the realm of refining. What about it? With the strength of his second layer of refining, several people will be put in the eye.
Li Qingshan is no stranger to this kind of faction. It is an absolute confidence in his own strength. He believes that he can live in a scene, and everyone needs to listen to his arrangements and let him be at his mercy.
However, when Li Qingshan saw those who were flying in the sky, and then looked at Yan Song's appearance, it felt very ridiculous. It was like a screaming screaming in a melon, and arguing against a group of flies, he thought he was a king.
So Li Qingshan laughed. I was at least a frog, and it was a very strong one.
Liu Hong’s eyes twitched and he disappeared for a few months. The boy went out for a lap. He thought that he would converge. I didn’t expect it to be back in this way. The surface was peaceful and the bones were mad.
Yan Song face sè a cold: "What are you laughing at?"
Li Qingshan said: "If you see a funny thing, you will naturally laugh!"
Yan Song slowly stood up and said: "You smile and try again."
Li Qingshan said: "Let's talk nonsense, my things are for you to eat, now I will spit it out."
Without any warning, Yan Song stepped over a few feet and came to Li Qingshan. He raised his hand and slapped the fan. He wanted to fan Li Qingshan couldn’t laugh again in this life, let him know that the provocation of the iron fist is to pay. The price.
"啪" a loud slap.
Yan Songtou turned aside, the old face picked up a wave of meat, the eyes were round and round, and a tooth flew out. The heart was incredible. He clearly did not feel a bit of internal force or infuriating on Li Qingshan, but the speed was fast and fast. Absolutely, is it that he is a master of refining? But it seems that there is no characteristic momentum of the refining master.
Li Qingshan saw Yan Song to slap him in the face, not much anger in his heart, but more sigh, the original rapid movement, now in his eyes, is so slow, so slow that he simply doubts whether his estimate is wrong.
Because of the light enemy, Yan Song has made a lot of flaws. Li Qingshan will certainly not let go. A slap in the face of Yan Song, the smile is unchanged: "If you don't vomit, I will smack you."
"Strictly protect the law!" Liu Hong looked stunned, and the inviolable law of strict protection, even slap in the face of so many people. Even more surprised that Li Qingshan has become so powerful, this growth rate is simply terrible.
And the crowd was also exclaimed, they were willing to come with their family neutrons, Yan Song is also a real effort, a shot of a wooden pole outside the box, in their eyes, is a god-like means.
Li Long couldn't help but wipe his eyes. Is this really the cowboy in Wo Niu Village? He feels that he is becoming less and less aware of this fellow country.
Yan Song’s heart was furious, stepped back, adjusted his body shape, and furiously rushed into the boxing.
Snapped!
When Li Qingshan saw that he had such a situation, how could he give him the opportunity to make a move, step forward and slap it down.
The strength of Li Qingshan is so great that Yan Song was beaten by the stunned, and the infuriating gas that had just been mobilized collapsed, but he was not willing to run again, to kill Li Qingshan.
"啪" The third slap was hit, and the close combat of the bare-handed fist is like this. It is very difficult to move back when a trick falls.
The "啪啪啪" applause was extremely loud and shocked the performance of the martial arts field. Nothing but the sound of the applause.
However, whenever Yan Song has a counter-attack trend, Li Qingshan will be unceremoniously laid down. The reason why he chooses to slap is not only to pay for his teeth, but because he has not killed himself, he can’t attack it vigorously, but he must press it tightly. The downwind, the beginning is the best choice, slap is not enough to be fatal, but also can produce shock dàng stun effect, destroying the loose movement, it is the best way.
Yan Song stepped back step by step, Li Qingshan step by step.
"Dangdang", Yan Song sat back on his own teacher's chair ~EbookFREE.me~ protect his head and cried: "Don't fight!" After a few slaps, he woke up from the fury and changed. In fear, Li Qingshan can kill him, and the older he is, the more he will die.
Li Qingshan really stopped: "Hand over my things!"
Yan Song’s face is sometimes red and white, and he said:
Liu Hong! What are you still standing there?
While quietly extending his hand to his arms, he also has the symbol of killing, in front of so many people. Lost such a big face, this hatred does not swear not to be human.
Li Qingshan said: "I advise you not to use!"
Yan Song’s hand trembled.
Li Qingshan said: "You want to hit my face, I will hit your face, you want to kill me, I can only kill you."
Li Qingshan’s words were calm and calm, and he did not even prevent Yan Song from taking the shackles. Yan Song pinched the corners of the plaques, and the gods changed even more, and they could not get out at one time.
Yan Songdao: "Really... Really you killed Wu Tangzhu and killed those people?" Although they couldn't tell the bones, they found a lot of damaged swords, including Wu Tangzhu's gloves. ! .