"Aunt Thirteen, Aunt Thirteen..." Lin Yang called out to Aunt Thirteen again.

When she was young, Aunt Thirteen was completely awake. He looked up and saw that this person was not Fei Hong. She was shocked and quickly shrank backwards and wrapped her body tightly with the bed sheet. She looked at the person in front of her with big eyes in horror.

"Don't be afraid of Aunt Thirteen." Lin Yang explained: "My Master Huang and I met you. Today I came to save you. The guy who bullied you just now has been killed by me." After that, he pointed to the dead body under the bed.

Aunt Thirteen looked down and said, sure enough, the boss of the Shahe Gang was lying motionless on the ground, with blood flowing from the corners of her mouth.

"Ah!" Aunt Thirteen faced the dead body so much that she was frightened and screamed.

"Shh!" Lin Yang quickly put his hand to his mouth and made a stop gesture. Then he turned around, came to the window of the room, and looked down, but saw the gang members in the warehouse still fighting noisily.

"Aunt Thirteen, please put on your clothes quickly. If you have a good calculation, Master Huang will come soon." Lin Yang turned to Aunt Thirteen and said, then he turned his back and stood in front of the window without moving.

After hearing Lin Yang's words, Aunt Thirteen quickly took off the bed sheet and found her clothes from the bedside. While dressing, she looked at Lin Yang. But seeing the boy in white still facing away from him, Aunt Thirteen suddenly felt a sense of gratitude in her heart. This boy was heroic, quick-witten, and a swaying gentleman. Thinking about the moment he threw himself into his arms just now, he felt a little shy, and a blush floated on his cheeks.

"I've dressed," said Aunt Thirteen, "How dare you ask me, brother?"

Lin Yang turned around at this time, and he smiled at Aunt Thirteen and said, "Lin Yang."

"Brother Lin, what should we do now?" Aunt Thirteen had completely trusted Lin Yang at this time. She walked to the window, looked down, and then asked.

"Master Huang will come soon." Lin Yang said: "Let's leave here first."

"But Brother Lin, there are many of us sisters on the boat outside the dock. They were all forced to be tortured. I heard that they were all going to be pulled to Jinshan." Aunt Thirteen said worriedly.

Lin Yang nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will go and save them separately later."

While talking, the warehouse gate was swept open, and Huang Feihong and Baozhilin disciples broke in.

Lin Yang pulled Aunt Thirteen's hand and continued, "Let's go."

As he said that, he and Aunt Thirteen went out of the room and rushed all the way to the warehouse. Along the way, Lin Yang protected Aunt Thirteen and let countless people come to stop him. Lin Yang blocked Aunt Thirteen and fisted all the way, and helped the Shahe River to overturn the horse.

Finally, Lin Yang and Huang Feihong met at the warehouse door.

"Feihong." Aunt Thirteen ran over excitedly when she saw Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong pulled Aunt Thirteen, hurriedly looked up and down, and said, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, thanks to the rescue of this brother Lin Yang." As he said that, he led Huang Feihong to Lin Yang.

When Huang Feihong saw Lin Yang, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, brother, huh... we seem to have seen it?" Because Lin Yang was wearing a modern white shirt, he had been to Baozhilin last time and lied that he wanted to see a doctor. Although Baozhilin had to treat many people every day, because Lin Yang's clothes were special and he did not have braids, Huang Feihong had a deep impression of him.

"That's right." Lin Yang smiled and clasped his fists and said, "A while ago, I went to Baozhilin once and met Master Huang. I also asked Master Huang to treat me, so... So today I came here specially to help Master Huang with his help."

While he was talking, Yan Zhendong had already rushed over and shouted: "Huang Feihong, today I will definitely distinguish you from you to see who can fight the most in Guangdong."

Bao Zhilin's other disciples were also fighting with the Shahe Gang at this time.

Lin Yang turned around to block Yan Zhendong. He turned around and said to Huang Feihong: "Master Huang, go and Aunt Thirteen to rescue the sisters on the boat. I will deal with Yan Zhendong."

"Brother Lin, this..." Huang Feihong hesitated a little. He knew that Yan Zhendong's martial arts should not be underestimated, and he didn't know whether Lin Yang could withstand it.

"Don't let my mother-in-law, hurry up!" Lin Yang urged.

"I will never thank you for your kindness." Huang Feihong clasped his fists and said, "Brother Lin, you must be careful of this guy's hard qigong!"

"Don't worry, Master Huang, I'm harder than him." Lin Yang said confidently.

Hearing Lin Yang say this, Huang Feihong thought, Lin Yang showed a spirit of martial arts in every move, and he was very heroic. With his confidence, he must be a top expert.

Thinking of this, he pulled Aunt Thirteen and turned around and ran out of the warehouse.

Seeing that Huang Feihong was about to run away, Yan Zhendong hurriedly went to chase him, but at this time, Lin Yang stood straight in front of him and said expressionlessly: "Master Yan, I want to find Master Huang, I will pass my level first."

Yan Zhendong saw that a yellow-haired boy with a smell of dry milk was blocking his face and spoke wildly. He was furious. "Ah~~~ Looking for death!" He roared and punched Lin Yang's face.

The punch was full of force, swept the wind and rushed towards Lin Yang. Lin Yang had no intention of dodging, but he waved his fist and went up to meet him. He wanted to see how hard Yan Zhendong's iron fist was!

With a "bang!", the two fists collided. "Bang bang!" Yan Zhendong's body retreated five steps backwards.

Lin Yang also took a step back, feeling his fist hurt and his wrists numb. "I have some strength." Lin Yang shook his fist and said.

At this time, Yan Zhendong put his hands behind him and rubbed them hard. He felt like his whole arm was about to break. At this time, he truly raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yang. He thought to himself: In addition to Huang Feihong, there are such a powerful person in Guangdong, and this kid's fist is harder than me!

Lin Yang didn't care what he thought, he waved his hand and continued, "Master Yan, let me accompany you."

"Ah~~~" Yan Zhendong suddenly exerted all his strength, and the muscles on his body seemed to burst out instantly. It was obvious that he was exercising his skills. When he was young, he slid his footsteps and rushed towards Lin Yang with a fierce fist.

"Wow!" Lin Yang shouted softly and directly greeted Yan Zhendong.

"Baba, hahahaha!" Lin Yang and Yan Zhendong fists and kicked each other for more than 40 rounds in one go.

Frankly speaking, Yan Zhendong's hard qigong is definitely not a fictional reputation. He has been in the world for many years and has rarely had any opponents from the north to the south. After Lin Yang fought with him these rounds, his whole body was in pain, as if he was fighting with an iron man again.

"Boy, you know I'm amazing." Yan Zhendong sneered. He has hard qigong to protect his body, which is obviously much better than Lin Yang.

"Master Yan's hard qigong is indeed well-known." Lin Yang said coldly: "But your speed is too slow."

"Haha, then let's try again." Yan Zhendong said that, and rushed towards Lin Yang again.

This time, Lin Yang suddenly turned around and avoided Yan Zhendong's fierce fist. Then he jumped to the place where Shahe helped everyone drink. He quickly grabbed a jar of wine, raised his head and poured it down!

Yan Zhendong was stunned. What is this way? "Haha, I'm afraid of pain and want to drink, right?" He laughed.

Lin Yang drank very quickly, and took half a jar of wine quickly, and then his whole body began to sway, as if he was unable to stand firmly. The words in his mouth also began to vaguely: "Laugh... Laugh your grandma's legs, I'll beat you up in a while, and I don't even recognize your father..."

"Rareless!!" Yan Zhendong had suffered such humiliation. He shouted and rushed towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang seemed to have frivolous steps, but as soon as he slipped, he avoided Yan Zhendong's punch, and at the same time he accidentally bumped his body into him.

"Crack!" Yan Zhendong was hit and staggered and fell to the ground. He stood up in anger, but saw Lin Yang continue to pour wine into his mouth.

When he was young, Lin Yang's intoxicated eyes suddenly opened, and his shaking figure was sure. He raised the jar of wine to Yan Zhendong and said, "Today, let me know what a hard fist is."

Yan Zhendong stood up angrily and rushed towards Lin Yang.

"Crack!" Before Yan Zhendong could come to his side, Lin Yang threw out the jar of wine. Yan Zhendong did not expect that the jar would hit his forehead without bias and would be smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Ah!" Yan Zhendong wiped the wine from his face. But before he understood the matter, Lin Yang suddenly tilted his body and slid over. "Bang bang bang!" His hands turned into a wine cup and a three-in-one hit Yan Zhendong's chest.

Yan Zhendong was rushed backwards, but his body was not yet firm. Lin Yang suddenly retracted, jumped, and flew out and kicked him in the forehead.

"Swoosh! Slam!" Yan Zhendong's body flew out and hit the pile of wood in the distance.

"Ah!!" Yan Zhendong got up from the ground again and looked at Lin Yang with pain on his face.

But seeing Lin Yang's body still shaking, his confused eyes were filled with murderous aura!!

Yan Zhendong knew that he had met a master today, and he wanted to show his life's learning. He must defeat the person in front of him, and he must gain a foothold in Guangdong.

After thinking about it, he used his power to rush towards Lin Yang again.

Lin Yang shook his body and suddenly became determined. He pushed away the fist that Yan Zhendong had hit, then flew up and pushed it with his knees. The force of this push was so strong that it hit his chest!

"Bang!" Yan Zhendong was knocked to the ground. Even with Qigong protecting his body, he could push his qi and blood. If it weren't for his skill, he would immediately spit out blood and die.

"Han Zhongli - Drunk walks and holds his heart!" Lin Yang shook his body and recited it word by word.

Just before Yan Zhendong stood up, Lin Yang went over directly, lifted his shoulder, shook his body, and exerted force with both hands, directly throwing Yan Zhendong five feet away.

"Boom~~~" Yan Zhendong's body broke a row of bamboo ladders, and some goods on it were smashed down one after another, all falling on him.

Even the steel bars and iron bones were really smashed. He took off the goods in pain and stood up.

"Lu Dongbin - Get a pot with a huge force when you are drunk!" Lin Yang continued to recite.

Yan Zhendong was already stunned. He looked at the shaking Lin Yang and said in a trembling voice: "You...you are...you are...you are the drunk Eight Immortals!"

"Hmph!" Lin Yang said with a shaking figure: "I, I said, I'm going to beat you today, I don't even know your father. Ah~~"

Lin Yang suddenly roared and rushed towards Yan Zhendong with his footsteps sliding.

"Tieguai Li - Xuan Zheng's knee-breaking and getting drunk!"

"Ah~~~" This was Yan Zhendong's scream.

"Zhang Guolao - Drunk and throwing cups and kicking series!"

He kicked Yan Zhendong all the way!!

"Lan Caihe - Danti toast to break the waist!"

"Break~~~~~~~!" With Lin Yang's roar, Yan Zhendong was knocked away for the ninth time. His hard qigong was immediately broken.

"I'll fight with you." This was Yan Zhendong's last hissing! He rushed towards Lin Yang, suddenly lowered his head, and threw it towards Lin Yang with that braid.

Lin Yang knew from the movie that there was a small sharp blade hidden in his braid.

Lin Yang turned sideways, grabbed Yan Zhendong's braid, then jumped, flew over the top of his head, and then pulled his hand. He grabbed the sharp blade, flipped his wrist, and the sharp blade and a pair of hair fell into Lin Yang's hand. Then, he kicked Yan Zhendong's back firmly.

"Boom~~" Yan Zhendong was kicked away again.

"Hmph!" Lin Yang looked at the sharp blade in his hand, "You are considered martial arts?"

"Ah!" Yan Zhendong stood up with great difficulty and said, "People are in the world, so you have to be careful."

"Beware of your sister!" Lin Yang said as he suddenly rushed towards Yan Zhendong. When he was about to reach his side, he snorted and shouted loudly: "Foshan Shadowless Foot!" How could Yan Zhendong, who was beaten to death, avoid it now?

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!" dozens of feet hit his chest.

"Puff~~~~" Yan Zhendong finally vomited blood and flew out. He fell to the ground and could no longer stand up.

"Hu~~~~" Lin Yang took a deep breath and stopped shaking his body. He walked to Yan Zhendong step by step.
To be continued...