One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

Zeng Ming's aunt said, "What if you don't wake up?"

Zhang Yang glanced at her, pulled Deng Ping and turned around and walked out. He had a little affection for Zeng Xiaoxian from the Fang family, but everything else annoyed him.

"Sir, please wait a moment, what if my father doesn't wake up at night." Zeng Xiaoxian asked from behind.

Zhang Yang's head didn't know how to say: "I said that I will wake up, and I will definitely wake up. Don't forget to do your business tomorrow."

Stuffing Deng Ping into the car, he said, "Driving to the restaurant, I starved to death."

Deng Ping said worriedly: "Yi Zi, I'll buy you a plane ticket to go abroad at night, you can leave quickly."

Zhang Yang asked stupidly, "Let me go there, what do you mean?"

Deng Ping said: "What did you give old man Fang to drink, and then stabbed others, then beat, pinched, and beat again. I don't think that old man will survive tonight, so you should run away."

Zhang Yang let Deng Ping have fun, and his feelings regarded him as a murderer, and said with a smile: "Go away, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, you can wait for the divorce tomorrow."

Fangjia villa at night.

"Dad, you said that grandpa is okay, and was tossed by that kid Zhang Yang, in case..."

"Go away, what a bastard." Zeng Xiaoxian scolded angrily.

Zeng Xiaoxian sat on the sofa and said, "Brother, do you think the old man can wake up?"

Zeng Xiaoxian said in a low voice, "I don't know, but I think that boy's acupuncture technique should have certain medical skills. The old man should be fine even if he doesn't wake up."

Zeng Ming interjected: "Dad, don't worry, I have already called the police station. If there is any accident, I will arrest that Zhang Yang, and I will never let him run away."

"Go away, I'll break your leg if you dare to say something stupid." Zeng Xiaoxian smashed the teacup in his hand at his son.

Zhang Yang and Deng Ping had a beautiful meal outside and made up all the food for the day.

Lying on the bed at night, Zhang Yang took out a paper bag from his arms. This is the soft pill he brought out at Fang's house. He refined five pills in total, ate one for Mr. Fang, and the remaining four were taken by him. He was unhappy when he saw Fang's family when he hid it privately, and he hid it as compensation for his good brother.

He took out one and threw it in his mouth, and began to practice the ancient witch secret method. Taking soft pills can speed up the absorption of blood essence by his body. These four soft pills are enough for him to break through the first layer of essence and blood into the body and enter the second layer of blood. By training the muscles and muscles, you will be able to learn the divination in ancient sorcerers.

Early the next morning, Deng Ping started knocking on Zhang Yang's door. Zhang Yang walked into the house wearing sportswear and saw Deng Ping sticking to the door of his room.

"Chair, get up quickly, what time is it. Is your pig head in the room or not? Tell me, sir, I've been knocking here for an hour."

"what are you doing"

Deng Ping, who was posted on the door, jumped up, looked at Zhang Yang and shouted, "Damn, when did you go out and kill my brother. I posted it on the broken door for an hour."

Zhang Yang put the breakfast he bought on the table and said, "I didn't let you post it. What do you want to do with me? If you want a woman, go to Li Mei and make a fuss on my door."

Deng Ping picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite and said, "Damn it, I don't appreciate it if you are kind enough to wake you up. Also, don't mention that disgusting woman to me, be careful that I'm in a hurry with you."

After the two finished breakfast, Deng Ping took Zhang Yang back to the Lin family, where they were still waiting for the Fang family to break off the marriage.

Mr. Lin practiced Taijiquan in the courtyard. His movements were like tigers and dragons, combining strength and softness.

Deng Ping stepped forward and said, "Good morning, Grandpa"

The old man nodded and continued to practice boxing.

Zhang Yang also stepped forward to say hello: "Hello Grandpa Lin, my name is Zhang Yang, Deng Ping's good friend."

The old man turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yang and said, "Young man is not bad."

Zhang Yang smiled and knew what the old man meant. From the look of the old man, he knew that the old man was a martial artist. Although he was not a martial artist, the huge blood in his body was very similar to a martial artist.

After Zhang Yang obtained the inheritance of ancient witches, he knew that there are many kinds of practitioners in this world, and martial artists are one of them. The essence is almost the same as ancient witches. However, warriors will turn to qi training in the later stage, while ancient witches always practice. It's physical training.

Chapter 872

Deng Ping led Zhang Yang into the house and said, "Yizi is not bad, I have never heard grandpa praise a young man, you are the first."

Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "Why don't you learn Tai Chi with grandpa."

Deng Ping whispered: "Keep your voice down. Don't let my grandfather hear it. I don't want to learn that fancy stuff. If I have time, I might as well learn military physical boxing, which is both practical and domineering."

"Flower Shelf"

Zhang Yang was a little speechless by what he said. It was a martial artist's boxing technique in the middle. When it came to Deng Ping's words, it was not as good as military boxing. If his grandfather heard it, he would not break his legs.

Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't explain, Jun Tiquan is a killing fist, and it has great harm to himself. Those soldiers in the army can see the danger of Jun Tiquan without a longevity, while Taijiquan is the middle qi-raising boxing method. How can the two be compared.

From Zhang Yang's point of view, even three Deng Pings together can't beat a grandfather Lin, but his stupid grandson doesn't know how powerful it is, and he carries a golden egg as a stone.

Deng Ping and Zhang Yang were sitting in the living room of the Lin family drinking tea, waiting patiently for the Fang family to come to the door. The hands of the clock slowly stopped above the nine characters.

"Yi Zi, do you think the Fang family can come?"

Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and said, "Wait and you'll know."

Mr. Lin walked in with a towel in his hand, his face was rosy and shiny, not like an old man in his seventies at all, but a little like a child.

"Stinky boy, what trouble did you cause outside, and you ran to the house to hide."

Deng Ping whispered: "Grandpa, am I as useless as you said?"

Zhang Yang drank tea with a smile on his face, poured a cup for the old man, and watched the grandparents chat without making a sound.

It wasn't until the clock reached [-]:[-] that it was lively outside, and Deng Ping's uncle led the Fang family in.

Seeing that Zhang Yang's face darkened, it was the three brothers and sisters of the Fang family who came, but there was no boss of the Fang family. Seeing that he didn't want to break off the marriage, it was strange that Zhang Yang could laugh.