"What my uncle said is very true. Axiom is only within the scope of swords and swords. I am really not bullying me." Yang Guo exclaimed.

"Son-in-law, don't be so extreme. Axiom is not only within the scope of swords, but also the laws and etiquette of the court." Lu Liding was afraid that Yang Guo would become a lawless person, so he quickly advised him.

"That future father-in-law, are you so sorry for saying this? Not long ago, Li Mochou wanted to destroy your Lu family. After killing Lu Zhanyuan's family, he came to chase you. When you were chased like a dog by Li Mochou, where is the court law and etiquette you mentioned? Didn't it rely on my uncle's powerful strength to save you?"

"It seems that my uncle did the right thing to take advantage of others' danger. Li Mochou just left. You feel safe and you are about to turn against others?" Yang Guo said with a sneer.

"Son-in-law, I don't mean that..." Lu Liding instantly understood that he was saying the wrong thing. He was about to explain, but was interrupted by Yang Guo.

"No need to explain, I won't listen to your explanation. What you mean doesn't matter. What matters is my uncle's meaning, because if my uncle is strong and strong, he can do whatever he wants. If he doesn't accept it, go and fight with my uncle." Yang Guo said.

Lu Liding was stunned. He couldn't even beat Li Mochou, so how dare he fight Yang Lian?

Lu Liding didn't dare, Huang Rong dared, Huang Rong was just angry and took action. Perhaps Huang Rong had become the leader of the gang these years, and he took action whenever he had disagreement, and he had a killer move.

Guo Jing, who was standing beside him, couldn't help frowning, but Guo Fu shouted loudly: "Mom, beat this bastard to death."

Yang Lian faced Huang Rong's stick and flipped his hand calmly, and a steel spear appeared in Yang Lian's hand. Just when everyone was surprised by Yang Lian's method of hiding weapons, Yang Lian was a simple and unpretentious sting, which was as powerful as a wind, and was as fast as lightning.

Yang Lian's prick was derived from the bayonet fighting technique!

This shot was simple but amazing, and shocked Huang Rong. At this moment, Huang Rong's mind was blank in the face of this stunning shot. She forgot all the tricks of hitting dogs, such as sticking to hitting double dogs, and only instincts were allowed in the face of the crisis of life and death.

Huang Rong instinctively lifted the stick and blocked it, but it still blocked the air because Huang Rong's speed was too slow. Huang Rong could not stop it, so she could only watch the tip of the gun getting closer and closer to her throat.

"Not good!" Guo Jing, who was beside him, shouted in his heart, and quickly shot Yang Lian with regret, trying to shoot Yang Lian with a stunning shot.

Yang Lian was unmoved and turned over another spear and appeared in his hand. Yang Lian fully utilized his advantage of being strong in the village and also stabbed a surprise shot.

Guo Jing was shocked and it was too late to hide because Yang Lian was too fast. Even Guo Jing, who had extremely rich combat experience, could only cross his throat with one hand to block the shot.

However, the imagined pain did not appear. Yang Lian stopped. He was not a big enemy of life and death, but his ideas were different. It would be fine if Yang Lian gave Guo Jing and his wife some education, and by the way, he showed his strong strength to gain the corresponding voice.

When Guo Jing and Huang Rong woke up, they found that the tip of the gun stopped in front of their throats. Moreover, Yang Lian's hand was very stable, so the tip of the gun was also very stable. Guo Jing and Huang Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that Yang Lian had no intention of taking action.

Yang Lian chuckled, flipped his hand, put away his two spears, then called Yang to come closer and asked, "Guoer, how did you feel when you saw the battle just now?"

"Uncle is very strong." Yang Guo said.

"I asked you to talk about your experience of fighting, not to flatter you." Yang Lian rubbed Yang Guo's head and said.

"Uncle is really strong. The battle just now ended in a flash. My nephew didn't see clearly at all. My nephew only knew that my uncle won, and Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo were defeated." Yang Guo said.

"Okay, what you said makes sense, but you have to remember that kung fu is a killing skill! Life and death are in the flash, either you die or he dies. Also, Guo'er, I know you like fancy moves and think that they are very handsome, but the real life and death killing will not give you a chance to be handsome."

"And, those fancy moves are useless at all. I am just a simple thorn, which makes the world-famous Guo Daxia and Huang Nuxia helpless and wait for death. In fact, they have the opportunity to avoid my thorn, and can use the moves like a lazy donkey rolling around to avoid it."

"However, such moves are not good-looking, or, Guo Daxia and Huang Nuxia disdain to use such ugly moves. No matter what, the simpler the moves are, the more effective the more widely circulated moves are."

"Last point, Guo'er, I'll ask you, what is the essential difference between humans and animals?" Yang Lian asked.

Yang Guo was very smart and didn't answer at all, because Yang Guo knew that no matter how he answered, it was wrong. This was a lesson that Yang Guo could learn after a long blow.

"Guo'er doesn't know, please tell me clearly," said Yang Guo.

"The most essential difference between humans and animals is the invention of tools and the use of tools. For people in the world, tools are weapons. A weapon, even an ordinary weapon can greatly improve a person's combat effectiveness."

"For example, a five-year-old child fights a strong man. No matter how good the five-year-old child is, his heart is like a sword, he cannot beat the strong man, nor can he hurt the strong man. This strong man is stronger than him, and it cannot be compensated by his heart; but, what if this five-year-old child has a knife?" Yang Lian turned his hand and a knife appeared in his hand.

"With a knife, a five-year-old child is still no match for a strong man. However, these five-year-old child is no longer the same as before. Without a trace of strength to fight back, children with a knife in their hands have the opportunity to kill a strong man. If this knife is a magic weapon that blows hair and breaks hair, a five-year-old child will also cut a strong man indiscriminately, and it is possible to kill the strong man and kill him."

"What if the weapon in the hands of this five-year-old child is not a knife but a crossbow equipped with arrows? And there is poison on the crossbow? Whoever wins and loses, whoever lives and dies, can judge?" Yang Lian said, turning his hand, the knife disappeared, and replaced by a crossbow equipped with a crossbow.

"Uncle, isn't it too open and honest to apply poison to the weapon?" Yang Guo asked.

"Silly kid, people are going to kill you. Do you still care if the sword in your hand is poisonous? Why do you care about so many things? Let's kill the opponent first! Only the living people are qualified to feel guilty and emotion. So, since the enemy is confirmed, then you can do everything you can. Let's kill the enemy first."

"The so-called morality of the world, openness and integrity are all set by the other party, which makes you feel scruple and makes you feel unstable, so that the other party can take it for granted and kill you without any scruples." Yang Lian said with a smile.

"What my uncle said is very true, Guo'er has written it down." Yang Guo said seriously.

Guo Jing, who was standing beside him, frowned and instinctively opposed it: "It's ridiculous. We warriors should be chivalrous and righteous, and act upright. How can we do something to wipe the poison on that weapon?"
Chapter completed!