The strongest fairy doctor in the city

Chapter 473 Whose Bones Are You Breaking?

The person who interrogated was a young man wearing a white exercise suit. Although he was the lowest-level disciple in the martial arts gym, this man shouted at Qin Lang arrogantly: "Boy, you are so arrogant!"

Qin Lang ignored it and kept walking.

"stop!"

The man stopped in front of Qin Lang, pointed at Qin Lang, "Hey, hey, what about you, stop!"

"I said, are you out of your mind, kid, or out of your mind? Our owner is also the one you can see whenever you want? Don't take a piss to see what you are!"

Seeing many companions gathered around him, the man felt more confident, thinking that he had caught a fool who dared to enter Bayang Martial Arts Hall to make trouble, he thought it was just time to use this fool to show off.

"There are so many mouths."

Qin Lang was a little annoyed, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and the man fell to the side.

hula.

More than a dozen martial arts disciples all surrounded him at once.

"Come on, teach this short-sighted kid a lesson!"

"Fuck, you dare to come to our martial arts hall to pick trouble, I really don't know how to write the word dead, idiot!"

"It's been more than a year since no one dared to come to Bayang Martial Arts Hall to make trouble. This kid deserves a beating. Let him come in vertically and go out horizontally!"

The group of people in the Bayang Martial Arts Hall, just like the Hei Shihui, were ferocious and arrogant, and rushed towards Qin Lang to surround them.

"It's really looking for death."

Qin Lang showed a cold face, and a gust of wind rushed into the crowd. A dozen or so disciples of the domineering martial arts gym flew up one after another, and soon all fell to the ground, unable to get up.

In front of Qin Lang, the road became smooth, and he naturally strode forward.

Watching Qin Lang walk into the hall from the outside, the dozens of people on the ground were all horrified. They are also disciples of the martial arts hall, and they know that Qin Lang's strength is stronger than that of the big disciples handed down by Li Bayang in the martial arts hall. .

Qin Lang passed through the hall, entered inside, and found that inside was a courtyard similar to a courtyard house, and the entrance to the five-story building was located further inside the courtyard.

In this courtyard, there were already four men in black samurai uniforms staring at him with gloomy faces.

"Who are you? Why did you come to our Bayang martial arts gym? Who gave you the courage?"

Among the four, a man who was neither tall nor short with thick lips asked in a deep voice.

"Ask Li Bayang to come out."

Qin Lang turned a deaf ear to this person's questioning and just said something coldly.

"Boy, are you worthy of letting our master out?" a short martial artist said sarcastically.

"Fourth Junior Brother, don't talk."

After the man with the thick lips told the short martial artist to shut up, he stood still and said to Qin Lang in a deep voice: "I am Xiao Wentian, the eldest disciple of Bayang Martial Arts. If you have anything to do, just tell me."

Qin Lang looked at this person, his mood did not improve at all.

Although this person didn't utter bad words to him, but he put on a condescending look, thinking that he was too good to be good, and that he could pretend too much, which would make him feel uncomfortable.

Qin Lang walked straight forward.

The martial arts disciple who called himself Xiao Wentian said coldly: "If you take one more step forward, don't blame me for making the move!"

The implication is that if he makes a move, Qin Lang will definitely be injured.

"If you don't want to be beaten like those people outside, just get out of the way and don't get in the way."

Qin Lang didn't want to take out his anger on the disciple of the martial arts school, but if the other party didn't understand his interest, his temper wouldn't last forever.

"Boy, you are so loud!"

The short fourth disciple disregarded the senior brother's order, and became arrogant in front of Qin Lang, "Do you know that my master is known as the head of the four major martial artists in the provincial capital, and he can beat all the invincible fighters in the provincial boxing world with one hand, but you An unknown person, but also wants his old man to come out to greet him in person, his head is really muddled, he is extremely stupid!"

As soon as the four disciples' arrogant words fell, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could recover, he heard a clear and crisp slap in the face.

After Qin Lang slapped the man's mouth, he retreated easily.

Li Bayang's fourth disciple vomited blood and lost several teeth. He lowered his head and stared at Qin Lang fiercely, but there was an unconcealable horror in his eyes.

Li Bayang's eldest disciple, third disciple and fifth disciple were also dumbfounded.

Just now they only saw that Qin Lang was in front of the fourth junior brother like a gust of wind, such a terrifying speed is too rare.

However, they thought it was all because of Qin Lang's sudden attack. If they had paid attention in advance, they would definitely not have been caught like the fourth junior brother.

The big disciple with thick lips moved quickly and surrounded Qin Lang with the other three.

"What do you mean, do you really want to do it?"

There was anger in Qin Lang's words.

This group of people didn't know what to do, if they really angered him, he wouldn't show mercy.

"You broke into my Bayang Martial Arts Hall and beat someone up. We didn't show any signs of it. Isn't it too stingy?"

The eldest disciple said, it seems that four people are going to go up together.

Qin Lang looked at the other party contemptuously, and said lightly: "You are not qualified yet."

Li Bayang's four disciples were all enraged and screamed.

"stop!"

An energetic voice came from the courtyard, and a tall figure stepped out.

"You are not his opponent."

This tall middle-aged man, about 50 years old, with short hair, steady steps, has the temperament of a master and the momentum of a superior.

"Master!"

The four disciples were obviously dissatisfied, thinking that they could defeat Qin Lang, but they did not dare to disobey their master's orders.

Qin Lang knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was Li Bayang, the person he was looking for today.

"Qin Lang, it's you!"

There was a sound of teeth gnashing, and from behind the middle-aged man, there was the sound of squeaking wheelchair wheels rolling. A young man sitting in a wheelchair stared at Qin Lang with a twisted face.

Li Zhen wished he could kill Qin Lang now.

"Qin Lang?"

Only then did the eldest disciple, third disciple, fourth disciple and fifth disciple realize that the person who dared to break into Bayang Martial Arts Gym was actually Qin Lang!

Of course they knew Qin Lang's name.

The second junior brother Li Zhen was injured in Qin Lang's hand and became a disabled person who could only sit in a wheelchair.

The five-leaf Ganoderma lucidum of Shimen also fell into Qin Lang's hands.

Seeing the appearance of the "enemy", even the eldest disciple Li Tai couldn't hold back, and together with the others, they wanted to take Qin Lang down by virtue of their numbers.

"Get out!"

Li Bayang shouted majesticly, and immediately made the disciples back down.

Qin Lang naturally wouldn't think that Li Bayang was a polite move.

"Li Bayang, let me ask you, why do you want to make things difficult for my company?"

Qin Lang asked straight to the point.

After Li Bayang shouted back his disciples, he heard that Qin Lang made trouble first, his face was ugly, and he said angrily: "Qin Lang, you injured my disciple, humiliated my son, and took away my five-leaf Ganoderma lucidum. It doesn’t count with you, you’re on the sidelines, hum!”

Saying the word "hum", Li Bayang's aura was fully released, and the disciples around him couldn't help but straighten their bodies in fright, and stood firm with their feet. Because of this aura, they felt like they were in a strong wind. Like being blown by the wind.

Even so, all the disciples still involuntarily took a few steps back.

They thought that under such a powerful aura of the master, Qin Lang, who was at the center of the aura, would definitely take more steps back than theirs, but when they looked closely, they found that Qin Lang was not moving at all.

It seems that the powerful aura of the master did not pose any threat to Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was expressionless, as if turning a blind eye to Li Bayang's aggressive attack, and emphasized: "You don't need the villain to complain first, your disciple, your son, deserves to be beaten by me."

"You!" Li Bayang was furious, but suddenly he sneered, pointed at Qin Lang and said, "Okay, okay, you entered my door by yourself, I'll see how you get out!"

"Yes, Dad, we must break this kid's bones!"

Another person came out, it was a tall and handsome young man, it was Li Tianhe, the son of Li Bayang.

Li Tianhe recognized that Qin Lang was the one who snatched Ye Xiaorui and made him "spray dung" all over his mouth. At this moment, he wished to kill Qin Lang. Seeing that Qin Lang came here alone was like entering a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair. Domineering Martial Arts will definitely let Qin Lang go There was no return, so he became extremely proud and rampant.

He pointed at Qin Lang, and continued to speak nonsense: "Boy, if you don't want your bones to be dismantled one by one, you should kneel down in front of me first, and give me a hundred respectful kowtows!"

"Is it?"

What Li Tianhe answered was a voice so cold that it made people feel chills all over.

"Not good!" Li Bayang was the first to react, and hurriedly moved his body, trying to protect his son Li Tianhe who was behind him.

But it's too late.

There was only a loud "slap" slap across the face, and Li Tianhe's mouth, which was still open, received a solid slap in the face.

"Since the last time you sprayed dung until now, you should have shut up a long time ago, lest I have to teach you a lesson."

When Qin Lang finished these words, his figure had already returned to the original place lightly with the help of "Wind Walk".

And it wasn't until this moment that Li Tianhe let out a heart-piercing scream.

Except for the swollen face, the part Li Tianhe was covering was the ribs of the abdomen.

"Qin Lang, don't be arrogant!" Li Bayang blushed and shouted loudly.

Qin Lang broke his son's ribs in front of him, which made him feel ashamed while being angry.

"He asked for it."

Qin Lang said coldly.

Li Tianhe dared to yell at him to kneel down, if he didn't do so, his bones would be torn off?

Then he might as well remove some of Li Tianhe's ribs first.

"Well, he asked for it himself, hum!" Li Bayang's face turned livid, "Then you asked for it yourself when you came to our martial arts hall!"

With a big wave of his hand, Li Bayang said viciously: "Give it to me, all kinds of weapons will greet him!"

The first generation disciples and second generation disciples of Bayang Martial Arts, a total of [-] people, quickly surrounded Qin Lang in the middle.

Spears, long sticks, whips, chains, machetes and other common weapons in martial arts are all aimed at Qin Lang.

There are more than [-] people, three floors inside and three floors outside. It is easy to surround a person tightly.

In their view, no matter how powerful Qin Lang is, he should not even try to escape. Just using the human wall tactics can drag Qin Lang to death.

"Qin Lang, you are dead, you are dead!" Li Tianhe shouted hoarsely outside the wall of people.

"Master, this Qin Lang should have nowhere to go, right?" Li Zhen, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned his head and asked aggressively.

Li Bayang nodded without hesitation, his face grim.

"How did he get out? Just wait and see, in less than 5 minutes, he will have to admit defeat."

Li Bayang believed in himself.

Clang!

A big man with a shining machete rushed towards Qin Lang first.

Almost at the same time, the rest of the people also started.

The crowd simply and rudely drowned Qin Lang.

"This is a fairy, and I have to hang up." Li Bayang waited to appreciate the scene of Qin Lang with disheveled hair and blood all over his body.

But what he saw was his disciples, screaming one by one, and many of them were thrown into the air. In an instant, the ten people in the innermost circle all fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)