Liu Yang had just walked outside the door. When he passed the door, the two guards on guard stood at attention and saluted Liu Yang, "Salute to the little chief!"
"Snapped!"
The two people immediately saluted Liu Yang in a polite manner. Liu Yang was a little dizzy by what they did and didn't understand what kind of play this was.
Could it be that all the old man's subordinates are acting like this
This made Liu Yang unable to react for a long time, but he still responded with a polite smile: "Hello, you don't need to be so serious, put your hands down."
"Yes, little chief!"
The two guards slowly lowered their hands and resumed their duties.
Liu Yang shook his head, not quite understanding what this was all about.
He turned around to leave when he suddenly realized that someone was following him behind him, which made him become more vigilant.
However, since he didn't know who it was, he was afraid of alerting others, so he continued to move forward pretending not to know.
"Why is he walking so fast! Maybe he found me."
Fu Xiang followed and saw that Liu Yang was acting very abnormally. He was walking very slowly just now, but now he suddenly accelerated and walked very fast, which made him confused.
"Hey! Where did this person go? Why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"
Fu Xiang was stunned for a moment when he suddenly discovered that Liu Yang was missing. He immediately looked around but found no trace of Liu Yang.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Is it fun to follow me?"
Liu Yang secretly rolled in the grass in front. He was afraid that Fu Xiang would notice him, so he quietly slipped behind him.
When he wasn't paying attention, he stepped forward, jumped up with both feet, and flew into the air. As fast as lightning, he reached out and grabbed his neck, and covered his mouth with his other hand to prevent him from moving.
"Are you in a hurry? Don't be afraid, you know? Remember that there is a price to pay for following me."
Liu Yang's hands continued to exert force, and he said, "It's okay, don't rush, it will pass soon. As soon as your eyes open and close, it will pass, and you will have eternal life."
Hearing Liu Yang's threatening words, Fu Xiang couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart, and he was about to die.
His legs were shaking, and he was still shouting hesitantly: "Help... help!"
Liu Yang didn't hear clearly what he was shouting. He only heard a buzzing sound. He let go of him and asked, "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly."
Fu Xiang was let go. Because he had been pulled too tightly by Liu Yang, his whole neck was dripping with blood, his breathing was difficult, and his heartbeat was also rapidly accelerating.
He took a few breaths and couldn't help but pat his chest. Just when he was about to speak, a burst of blood spurted out from his chest, soaring like a fountain.
Liu Yang couldn't help but feel goosebumps in his heart when he saw this. What was this? I didn't use so much effort. Why was he like this
When Liu Yang took a step forward with his left foot, Fu Xiang suddenly started to feel blood coming out of his mouth, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"You... don't mess around, I..."
"Go down below and talk to my brother, the King of Hell!"
Liu Yang flew away quickly, picked up Fu Xiang and started to run forward. Then he jumped up with both feet and threw him down from mid-air.
"ah-"
Fu Xiang let out a scream, "Ah! I am Fu Xiang, Fu Xiang, I..."
At this moment, Fu Xiang felt that it would be a pity if he died like this.
How could he say that he was also the king of soldiers? At the very least, he should die at the hands of the enemy. How could he die so cowardly
Liu Yang threw him to the ground. When he was about to get close to the ground, Liu Yang suddenly heard him calling him "Fu Xiang".
Liu Yang began to think about it. The last time he invited one of the two people to him, one of them was called Fu Xiang.
Liu Yang felt like he was flying as fast as he could, and he was caught in one flight, but failed to fall to the ground.
"who are you?"
When Liu Yang pulled him into him, he suddenly saw that this person was the person he injured last time.
Liu Yang quickly let go of him and said with an embarrassed smile: "What, I'm sorry! It's this late at night, it's so dark, you just followed me quietly without saying a word, I thought you were going to do something to me What’s the disadvantage?”
It took Bingwang Fuxiang a long time to recover, but he still felt a sharp pain in his chest. "Ahem! Iron donkey, you are so powerful. I have to admire you. I can't survive a single move in your hands. I’m really ashamed of myself.”
Liu Yang shook his head. Although he didn't know him, one thing he knew was that the person in front of him was Zhang Jianjiang's closest and most trusted person.
Liu Yang still smiled and said: "What's wrong? How can I, an amateur, compete with you? You're the one who gave in to me."
After hearing Liu Yang's words, Fu Xiang's face became even more ugly. He felt ashamed of himself for saying this.
He still felt very embarrassed, and said with a red face: "Actually, it was you who let me go. If you hadn't been merciful, I probably wouldn't have been able to stand here and talk to you."
Fu Xianggan admired Liu Yang very much. He was curious about how Liu Yang could be so powerful.
Moreover, what he used was a bit like military fighting, but not completely. It also had a bit of the ancient martial arts faction's routines, and half of it was something he had never seen before.
This made Fu Xiang not understand for a long time. He asked: "What method did you just use? It seems to me that it is a bit like military fighting."
Liu Yang immediately thought that he was fighting with the military of the RSH country, and it must be a bit like the Earth.
But naturally he would not tell it, nor would he reveal anything about this matter.
Liu Yang deliberately pretended to be stupid and said with a dumbfounded smile: "I don't know how to fight in the military. I have never been a soldier. I only had two months of military training at the beginning of school."
"What? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how could this happen?"
Fu Xiang was very surprised that a simple two months of college military training could produce such results, which made me feel embarrassed after having been a soldier for decades.
An idea suddenly came to Fu Xiang's mind, that is, to worship him as his teacher.
His own strength was at the level of a rookie in front of him, and he couldn't even withstand a confrontation. Looking at this kind of strength, there are only a few in the whole world who can possess it.
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