"Old man, no matter how you speak, don't slap your face! The little thing in my stomach is not all under your old nose. To be honest, this is the secret recipe given to me by the master. I asked me to refine opium and sell it to foreign devils. This is a major matter. Shouldn't my son make some secrets?"

The old man was acting ugly and behaved, and Yang Meng also began to speak erroneous words.

"With me being a man, I should be secretly slapped! Slap in the face? I have to endure it when you slap me in the face. I slap you in the face. It would be strange if you don't look back and break the old man's leg!"

Only today did Yang Shiqin realize that it was an extremely happy thing to quarrel with his son. When he was broken by this kid and this kid was not at home, Yang Shiqin felt that it was worth it to see the third brother enlightenment in this life!

"Break the leg? Didn't you meet the master at that time? Why don't you go out to gesture now? I will definitely keep my hands."

Seeing that the old man was having fun, Yang Meng simply pretended to be a clown and rushed towards me with his teeth and claws.

"Damn! Little monkey, I won't accept you."

The old and the young were in the lobby, laughing and making fun together. Yang Shiqin fists and feet were gentle, and Yang Meng was keeping his strength everywhere. The two of them cooperated perfectly.

"The matter is solved by your Uncle Ding, get out!"

After a while of fighting, Yang Shiqin flew up and kicked Yang Meng gently on the butt. Yang Meng also took advantage of the momentum and escaped out of the lobby. He turned around and said, "Get order!"

Looking at his son's vigorous steps, Yang Shiqin's face was wet with tears. After several times, the youngest son of the Yang family lived a miserable life and was confused for sixteen years! Isn't he just to live a better life? Whether his son is enlightened by a master or possessed by ghosts! As long as he can live a lifetime happily, Yang Shiqin will feel it's worth it!

After the trouble, Yang Meng was also worried. Yang Shiqin was really unspeakable to his son. He took possession of his son's body, just think it was his son! If others have done this, what can't I let go?

After finding Ding Baojun, Yang Meng told the matter, Ding Baojun agreed, but the opium gang was very secretive and it took some time to find it.

With everything in mind, Yang Meng felt a little lighter. If he didn't worry about anything, he would think about it all. Then he thought of Tang Meiyi. The beauty hadn't seen her for more than ten days, and she really thought about it.

Before he could reach Tang Meiyi's courtyard, Yang Meng heard a low singing voice. It was said that a few ethnic groups were good at singing, and Tang Meiyi was also good at this. Her lowly singing voice drifted in the courtyard, but there was a lot of sadness in it.

I couldn't understand the lyrics, but Yang Meng could feel the loneliness and sadness in the singing. He gently pushed open the yard door. Two beauties, one big and one small, were sitting in the yard. The beauty Tang Meiyi leaned against the back of the chair and showed her singing voice. Drops of tears fell from the dust, and the loneliness and beauty that could not be described.

"Sister Mei Yi, do you think the Third Master can avenge you? If he avenges you, would you really be his concubine?"

Ma Qinglian is also a tiny man, but she actually talked about her worries with Tang Meiyi. When it comes to revenge, Tang Youwu's face became more lonely.

"What can I do if I believe him? Can I avenge him again? Mr. Yang Fo of Kunming once sponsored the Lisu tribe. If it weren't for Mr. Yang Fo, I might have starved to death on the way to relocation. Yiliang Zhou Shiqing is also a gentry who dominates the country. It's not easy to kill him. How did you and your brother fall to Yiliang?"

Ma Qinglian is eccentric. Tang Meiyi left home in her teenage years in order to avenge her revenge. It can be seen that the Ma brother and sister are not from poor backgrounds, and there are probably some secrets hidden here.

"Our family's revenge is avenged, but the family is gone, wuwu..."

Thinking of the days when wandering around and starving, Ma Qinglian, the little girl, also cried.

"The family is gone, the Yang family Wuzhuang is the home, I will support you!"

The Qing Dynasty did not leave any good impression on Yang Meng. The thin and bitter men of Yiliang, Zhou Shiqing, the landlord who trafficked humans, and Yunnan, where opium is planted everywhere. These things are placed in front of him. Where can the Qing Dynasty be better?

"Third Master!"

The two women stood up and called the Third Master. Tang Meiyi was low and Ma Qinglian was crisp. They were distracted together.

"Miss Tang, I'm already training the people. I'm going out to try my skills recently. Do you want to come together?"

It is not enough to catch the heart of this beauty, just a promise is not enough, it must be moisturized slowly like a spring breeze and rain.

"Can I go too?"

Ma Qinglian's little face with tears on her face appeared in Yang Meng's eyes. This cute little pear blossom was very attractive.

"What can you do? Miss Tang knows martial arts, can you? I'm going to kill people, do you want to see the corpses everywhere? I'll follow my husband at home to read and read, and I'll be my female accountant in the future."

Yang Meng patted Ma Qinglian's head and sent her back to read. Compared to the little loli, Yang Meng still liked the beauty Tang Meiyi.

"I'll go! As long as you kill Zhou Shiqing, I'll keep my word."

"Come with me! Zhou Shiqing can't jump around for a few days. I can let you kill the enemy with the right time."

Yang Meng knew that he could not be impatient and did not procrastinate. He turned around and took Tang Meiyi to the yard where the knife handlers were trained. The knife handle, who had just finished running, started the first round of punching and foot training at the urging of Wei Tuozi. In order to find the position, the scarecrow's vitals were all covered with white dust.

The scene was very chaotic, but Yang Meng was looking at the door carefully. These swordsmen would have attacked each other and had targets, and they were also very aggressive. They had a little bit of attitude that these people just lacked training. If they were trained well, they would definitely be a bandit.

After a fight, the knife hands did not give them time to breathe. Wei Tuozi urged them to continue practicing the knife, slashing and the assassination that Yang Meng specifically requested. Although these knife hands were tired, the iron sword in their hands did not have many distorted movements. It seemed that this knife technique was still their strength.

"San Master, these people are the staff you have prepared, so there are a little less!"

Yiliang Zhou Shiqing also knew that he had committed many evil deeds. His family had at least 100 strong men. Only 30 or 50 people would not be able to capture the Zhou family manor.

"Is it useful to have more people? One person can kill three or five people, not killing people, and never killing people. No matter how many people are, there are still a mob. If you fight, they will have no courage to kill people. You have learned both skills. If you don't have any, you can practice with me and see how many moves I can kill you."

Tang Meiyi naturally didn't believe in evil, so she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to compete with Yang Meng. Now the swordsmen were no longer practicing, and they all looked at the two of them.

"Wei Tuozi, come with a wooden stick and let Miss Tang practice with me with the wooden stick. You are also optimistic. If you learn it, you can save your life."

The beauty needs to be impressed. Since this beauty is tough, she will hit her and let her see what a man is.

Tang Meiyi was really dissatisfied. Although she was a woman, three or five strong men were not her opponents. Yang Meng wanted to fight her empty-handedly, which made her feel that the third master of the Yang family looked down on her.

"bring it on!"

Yang Meng greeted him, and Tang Meiyi was not polite, raised her wooden stick and slashed at Yang Meng.

Although the speed was fast, the flaws were also great. Yang Meng turned around and used the mountain support in Bajiquan to push Tang Meiyi out. Without waiting for her to react, she punched Tang Meiyi with a blow with the sound of wind.

He was defeated in one move, and of course Tang Meiyi was not convinced. He stood up and slashed horizontally. Yang Meng took a step and waved his hand to knock off the wooden stick in her hand. Tang Meiyi also learned the essence and just pulled the vaginal leg with one blow.

This blow was so fierce! The knife hand around him only shrank his neck. This woman with big hands and feet was too fierce to take action.

Yang Meng responded freely. As soon as he closed his palm, he pressed against her plump thighs and elbows hit her chest and abdomen.

"So soft!"

Yang Meng let out a soft voice, blushing Tang Meiyi's pretty face. He was about to throw the wooden stick back and hit his head, but Yang Meng sealed it and raised his foot and pushed it against Tang Meiyi's lower body.

"Remember, if your opponent doesn't distinguish between men and women, you either don't take action. If you take action, you will kill your opponent. The trick you just made is good. This is an excellent method, but the knife in your hand cannot match the fist and foot. This is your biggest weakness."

Before Tang Meiyi got angry, Yang Meng took the lead in scolding her. Taking advantage of her will definitely take reasonable and legal, otherwise where will she put her face?

"Then teach me!"

Tang Meiyi covered up her embarrassment. Yang Meng said it was right. Compared with him, he was much worse. He thought his skills were already good, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by Yang Meng in one move.

"Where are you? Are you willing to learn from me?"

As Yang Meng questioned, the knife hands were also nodding.

"Aren't you nodding insects, speak! Are you willing?"

"willing!"

With the voices of more than fifty people still listening, Yang Meng nodded and said:

"If you learn, you must learn it. Let the cobbler prepare some raw scalpers. If you catch it, you will fight each other. If you lose, you will run a lap. We are brothers of life and death. Just insert your eyes, lift your vagina and make a gesture. Don't really hit it. Who wants to play it? Let's see that the third master will not peel his skin!"

Amid the burst of laughter, these swordsmen also agreed with the third master of the Yang family.

With a leather knife, training is much crueler. Although this leather knife will not break the bones, it will be a piece of bruise wherever it is chopped. The sword hands practice each other every day in the yard, and after returning, they have to apply medicinal wine to each other, and life is very hard.

Tang Meiyi followed Yang Meng to practice, and was beaten mercilessly. In the training ground, she could still grit her teeth and persevere. When she returned to the house, she also grinned.

Yang Meng was training his knife hands and also using his knife hands to train himself. From the beginning, he picked ten to the current one and three, Yang Meng's body was covered with bruises. Whoever dared to hold back would he take action against him, forcing these knife hands to take all their strength during the training.

"Sister Mei Yi, why is the Third Master so cruel? Look at the bruises, you are a woman!"

Qinglian, who was applying medicine to Tang Meiyi, couldn't bear to see it anymore. She was so cruel to the third master of the Yang family!

"Silly girl, what do you know? This is a man. If he teaches me well, I will look down on him! The more he is now, the better he treats me. If he doesn't teach me well, I will die when I meet an opponent."
Chapter completed!