If Sun Shaohua has "shot", it would be an exaggeration. Because he was just standing like that from beginning to end, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, back and forth behind his back. In other words, this is what the sentence "Xuanlong squatting on the ground and remnant clouds" describes-for such a newspaper that ruins its reputation without verification, his old man simply disdains "to take action."
However, if he didn't make a move, it seemed to be untrue. Because the newspaper was a three-story building so high, the white towel that was shattered into thousands of pieces was devastated in this instant. Not to mention the glass on the windows and doors, even the roof tiles on the roof are gorgeous, and there is no one intact. The front wall made of bluestone bricks is more like honeycomb pitted surface, tired and falling, and it looks like a great master took it as a picture, and painted a landscape covered with raindrops—just the ink marks where the pen was written. It is white.
Under a single blow, it was just a breath of effort, but everyone seemed to be a vigorous battle. Thousands of men, women and children in the audience stopped and lost their voices, not feeling it for a long time. I don't know when, someone came over and yelled: "Okay!" This awakened everyone, shouting, cheering, and talking together. Sun Shaohua himself seemed to be completely indifferent to all the noise and noise around him. He only stared at the torch and electric eyes, glaring at the newspaper building. After a quarter of an hour, the pedestrians in the distance and the viewers nearby unknowingly converged, surrounding the head of the floating flower gate around the core, as if admiring a stone-carved bronze sculpture. Colossus. After another long time, there was a shout from the depths of this ring-shaped human wall that was like waves of waves: "Head of Sun's breath is absolutely dead! Dead!"
That year, Sun Shaohua's only son, Sun Xiaoxu, stood there just a few years ago and became the youngest person among the heads of Piaohuamen in 300 years. However, when he took office, he immediately announced that the Piaohua Ling towel was broken, and the tokens of the transmission could not be recovered, and the Piaohuamen was closed. Since then, the Sun family members have no longer set foot in the arena, let alone question. Martial arts right and wrong.
However, the sudden and mighty death of the old chief humiliated the newspaper, but he still couldn't say that he was justified and innocent—after all, Sun Shaohua passed away without ignoring his two goals. So this Sun Xiaoxu, as soon as his three-year stay in the system expired, he took his wife and his 15-year-old son to the Xiaodongmen in Shanghai, and found Father Wan, went in to meet each other, and the three of Sun Xiaoxu’s family knelt down. Sun Xiaoxu first wept and said: "I beg the Lord Wan to complete it."
What kind of insightful man is Mr. Wan? I know that I am in love after seeing this situation, and said: "You are here for the reputation of Xian Weng? Since you are a filial son, I can't afford you. Bye. Come on! Get up quickly and get up all the time!" As he said, she gestured with a wink to the lame lady on the side to settle Sun Xiaoxu's wife and children, and stooped forward by herself, picking up Sun Xiaoxu, and seeing that his pair was full of clarity. The eyes of tears are clear and transparent, not as if there is any injustice and resentment, so he knows another two or three points, and then said: "This trip to the south, forgive you for not seeking revenge. If it is not for revenge, find me in the rivers and lakes. People, keep asking me to be perfect, do you want to ask what martial arts is right and wrong?" Sun Xiaoxu listened to him deliberately raising the tone of the two words Jianghu and martial arts, obviously not without teasing his words when he announced that the Piaohuamen would be blocked. Suddenly, a handsome face suddenly turned black. Old Man Wan also laughed to himself, grabbed his palm, and said, "Although I am obsessed with you in your twenties, we are still comfortable with each other, and you don't have to be too formal to speak."