"You already know the grievances between me and Long Wudang. You must have heard what Long Wucuo said yesterday in order to stand out for him. How could my Huayu Temple allow others to humiliate me like this! I just saw that Long Wudang was also there. On the black market." A cold light flashed in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
Originally, Mu Hanyan was planning to wait for Long Wudang to leave the black market before looking for opportunities to attack him, but since Gao Weihu's big words have already been released, there is no need to be polite to him. After all, Tianyang City is not Huayu City, and its defenses may not be as weak as it seems on the surface. It is still a bit risky to do anything outside. How can the black market be so safe and reliable.
With the support of the discipline and punishment priests of the Temple of Life, as long as there is no excessive disturbance, Long Aoli would not dare to meddle in the Gao family's black market affairs.
"It turned out to be that trash. I'll have someone call him over. You can clean it up however you want, as long as it doesn't kill anyone." Gao Weihu said disapprovingly.
Mu Hanyan was worried that he would break the rules of the black market and refuse, but he didn't expect him to agree so readily, and gave Gao Weihu another high look.
After Gao Weihu finished speaking, he didn't linger, and left the room with his hands behind his back Shi Shiran.
Not long after, Long Wudang was brought over.
"I heard that the shopkeeper asked me to come here, what can I do?" Long Wudang lowered his head as soon as he entered the room, and asked tremblingly.
He usually relies on his family background to show off his power, but his little family background is not worth mentioning in front of Gao Weihu. He saw the bloody scene of Gao Weihu beating Zhao Zhiyuan before, how dare he be a little bit arrogant, nodding and bowing like a pug of.
Mu Hanyan and the others did not answer, and looked at Long Wudang with a half-smile.
"Mu Hanyan, why is it you! Where's the shopkeeper?" Long Wudang glanced around, but didn't see Gao Weihu's figure, but suddenly saw Mu Hanyan's expression that seemed to be a smile, and his heart surged. intense unease.
"Treasurer Gao is not here, let's borrow his place." Mu Hanyan said with a smile.
Long Wudang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't have time to think about what was going on, so he turned around and rushed out.
It's a pity that Mu Hanyan and the others had been prepared for a long time, how could they let him escape.
"Bang!" A thick tortoise shell had already slapped him heavily on the face, and Long Wudang fell down in response, two nosebleeds shot up into the sky.
Long Wudang's reaction was not slow, he fell to the ground and was about to jump up again, but Shen Yuhe was a step faster than him, jumped high, and stomped heavily on his face with both feet.
"Aw..." Long Wudang uttered a miserable scream, but soon, the scream was covered by a muffled crackling sound.
After the baptism of those battles in Huayu City, not only Shen Yuhe was the one who activated the violent factor, Si Qingkonglan was no exception, plus a baby Ling who had a genetic heritage of violence, the three of them surrounded Long Wudang just like punching and kicking. Kick.
"Let me come, let me come!" Wen Gaoren pondered all day long how he could persuade Mu Hanyan to accept him as his apprentice. After encountering such a good performance opportunity, of course he was unwilling to let him go. He was actually a bit more ruthless than Ling Baobao and the others.
At the door, the guard stared dumbfounded. It's fine for other young people to attack. Why are you an old man with a white beard joining in the fun, but you are more ruthless than young people.
"Help, help..." Long Wudang lay on the ground, looking at the guard for help, who turned around and closed the door behind him.
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"Don't fight anymore, please forgive me, don't fight anymore." Long Wudang lay on the ground like a dead dog, begging again with nosebleeds and tears.
"Didn't you have Long Wudang backing you up? Why didn't you call out to have a look? How dare you embarrass the Lord Priest? I'll beat you to death, beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren rode on Long Wudang's back, punching one after another. He punched down, his whole body trembling with excitement, his white hair swayed from side to side, looking unusually mighty.
Mu Hanyan and the others looked at each other. When the old man started to fight, he obviously wanted to show off in front of Mu Hanyan, but later he fought harder and harder, and his strikes became more and more ruthless. In the end, Ling Baobao and the others had stopped, so He was the only one who was still beating wildly.
"It's none of my business. Long Wucuo wished for me to die. How could he support me? It's Ou Zhiming, it's Ou Zhiming's fault." Long Wudang finally came to his senses, crying road.
"Stop!" Mu Hanyan's heart moved slightly.
She was a little strange before, Long Wudang suffered two big losses in the Huayu Temple, so he should have a longer memory, how dare he get on with her, is he really not afraid of death? Hearing him mention Ou Zhizhi, she vaguely understood what.
"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death..." Wen Gaoren was fighting vigorously, as if he didn't hear Mu Hanyan's words, he still punched Long Wudang one after another.
Unexpectedly, the old man was so crazy in his actions, Mu Hanyan helplessly winked at Sikong Qinglan and the others, and worked together to drag Wen Gaoren back.
Long Wudang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and while weeping, he took the elixir, looking as miserable as he could be, as pitiful as he could be.
"You just said that Ou Zhiming was playing tricks, what's going on?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I don't know exactly what's going on. I only know that Ou Mingzhi found Long Wucuo a few days ago. It seems that he reached an agreement to take action against you and prevent you from leaving Tianyang City alive. It really has nothing to do with me. He He is afraid that I will rob him of the position of the young master of the Long Family, and he has been against me since he was a child, and if he had the chance, he would have killed me long ago, so how could he support me." Long Wudang said with tears in his eyes.
Mu Hanyan glanced at Long Wudang, and fell silent.
No wonder he didn't wait for Ou Mingzhi's revenge. It turned out that if he didn't do anything, he would put himself to death! This guy's city is indeed much stronger than Long Wudang.
Mu Hanyan didn't doubt Long Wudang's words. This guy is definitely not a tough guy, so he shouldn't have lied.
"By the way, I also heard that Long Wucuo has just obtained a sharp weapon called Chaos God Sword, and he will probably use the opportunity of the god sacrifice ceremony to kill you!" Afraid that Mu Hanyan would not believe his words, Long Wucuo Dang added another sentence.
"Chaotic Sword!" Wen Gaoren exclaimed.
"What, you said that the Chaos Sword is in the hands of Long Wucuo?" Gao Weihu's surprised voice sounded from the door.
Mu Hanyan's heart sank slightly, and even Gao Weihu was so surprised, this chaotic sword is obviously not simple.
"Boss shopkeeper, help, they dare to do something in the black market and openly break the rules of the black market..." Seeing Gao Weihu, Long Wudang rushed forward as if grabbing a life-saving straw, hugging his calf, I originally wanted to hug my thigh, but it turned out to be too thick to hold.
"They are my friends." Gao Weihu pointed at Mu Hanyan, and then kicked Long Wudang flying.