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Chapter 43 Young people don't talk about martial arts (1)

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The old man is quite old, probably in his early sixties.

Although his hair is not yet gray, it accounts for most of it. His face looks a little old, but his energy is particularly good, especially his eyes, which are as sharp as an eagle.

If it weren't for his white hair and the indelible traces of time, anyone who saw him would probably think he was a middle-aged man of thirty-four years old.

Although he was walking with a cane, he walked very steadily.

Even without crutches, it shouldn't have much impact on him.

From this point of view, it is just a decoration, or should be said to be his weapon.

After getting out of the car, the old man was very powerful, like a precious sword.

But he probably wouldn't have thought that not long after he got off the car, he heard someone shouting: "Old man, you don't have martial ethics."

The person who said this was not the person, but Meng Yingxiang who was sitting behind Yuan Xiaoshan.

Her words quickly attracted the attention of the people around her, and everyone cast their gazes one after another.

I originally thought I could stay out of it.

But judging from the current situation, it's probably unrealistic to leave just like that.

Especially Zheng Haoran was attacked by surprise.

Realizing this reality, Yuan Xiaoshan did not stop Meng Yingxiang and allowed her to run out of the car.

At the same time, Yuan Xiaoshan also unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car through the other door.

In this way, a confrontation situation formed between the two sides.

...Okay, actually there is only one person on the other side.

Except for the old man, everyone else was almost beaten to the ground, and some seemed to be drivers. They originally planned to get out of the car, but they were stunned after hearing Meng Yingxiang's words.

"Little girl, what did you just say?" The old man narrowed his eyes, his eyes became sharper, and his gaze was even more threatening.

For Meng Yingxiang, this kind of intimidation has no effect at all.

In the past, it might have worked, but since she met Yuan Xiaoshan, she has felt the oppressive feeling from this master many times, like the might of heaven.

Comparing the two, the old man's sense of oppression seemed to Meng Yingxiang to be flattering to the other.

"I said you don't have martial ethics." Meng Yingxiang pointed at the old man.

Seeing her acting like this, the old man's face, which was already gloomy, became a little frosty: "How can you, a little girl, know anything about martial arts?"

"Let's not talk about whether I know martial ethics or not. With your ability to attack from behind and your attitude of relying on your elders, I know that you definitely don't have martial ethics."

"You..." The old man was very angry.

But this is not over yet.

Before the old man could finish what he said, Meng Yingxiang interrupted: "What are you, you are a martial arts practitioner? You don't even have this bit of common sense? How on earth do you have the shamelessness to hang out outside until now."

"Okay, what a sharp-tongued little girl."

First he laughed, then his face darkened again, and his expression became fierce: "I just don't know if your fist is as hard as your mouth."

"Yingxiang? Back off."

When Meng Yingxiang was about to roll up her sleeves and get started, Zheng Haoran, who was lying on her body, had also calmed down.

After attracting everyone's attention, he walked to the front, stopped Meng Yingxiang and reminded: "This guy is not a kind person, he will not talk to you about martial arts."

"Do you know him?" Meng Yingxiang asked curiously.

Zheng Haoran nodded, "Can't you say we know each other? I just heard some rumors? He is also famous in the Alien Association? He was once one of the most focused villains? In the turbulent years, many people from the Alien Association died.

out of his hands."

"I didn't expect that among the younger generation, there are people who actually know me, an old man." The old man said in surprise.

On the surface he was admiring, but in reality his eyes were full of disdain for Zheng Haoran.

It can be seen that he doesn't take Zheng Haoran seriously at all.

Despite this, he still attacked Zheng Haoran? This shows that his despicable bad habits have been deeply rooted.

Maybe I knew it beforehand.

Zheng Haoran didn't take it too seriously. He spread his hands and said noncommittally: "This is not a secret. You only need to look through the records of the Alien Association to find out. There are old photos of you on it. It can be seen that the Alien Association

Still paying attention to you."

The old man chuckled: "I have retired for many years, how can the Alien Association pay attention to me?"

"That's why I'm curious about what those people promised you, so that you can get out of trouble."

"This is not what a little kid like you should know."

Originally, Zheng Haoran wanted to obtain more useful information.

It's a pity that the old man is not stupid. If he knows his intention, how can he reveal useful information to him.

With a cold smile, the old man threatened Zheng Haoran: "Since you know my origin, I will also give you a warning, young man, not to get involved in the Meng family's affairs. It's still too late to get out now."

"..."

Zheng Haoran was silent.

He had also heard about the old man's strength. Even at his best, he might not be able to defeat the opponent, let alone that he had just been attacked by a sneak attack and was now suffering from serious internal injuries.

After thinking twice, he confirmed again: "Is what you said true?"

Seeing Zheng Haoran's hesitation, Meng Yingxiang had a bad feeling.

Hearing Zheng Haoran's words at this moment undoubtedly confirmed her suspicion. This made her feel dissatisfied and at the same time, she stepped forward to argue with Zheng Haoran.

Another hand pressed her shoulder to stop her.

Looking back, I saw who else could the hand on my shoulder be but Yuan Xiaoshan.

After meeting Meng Yingxiang's eyes, Yuan Xiaoshan said nothing, but shook his head to indicate to her not to say or do anything.

Meng Yingxiang didn't know why.

But the person who signaled her was not someone else, but her master. She didn't dare to disobey, so she had no choice but to obey.

at the same time.

The old man opposite heard Zheng Haoran's answer and seemed quite satisfied. He laughed and said, "You little kid is quite in line with my temper."

After a burst of laughter, the gloominess on the old man's face receded.

"It's natural."

Instead, he said with a bit of kindness: "The purpose of my coming out now is just for the Meng family, and I am also old. If I can do nothing, it is better not to do it. If you can withdraw, it will be the same for me.

a good thing."

After listening to the old man's words, Zheng Haoran looked suspicious.

The other party is well-known for being cunning, so one can only take three points of his word as a lot.

When Zheng Haoran was undecided, the old man asked again: "Young man, how are you thinking?"

"Okay!" Zheng Haoran sighed softly.

After careful consideration, he finally compromised.

After saying that, Zheng Haoran turned around and left.

The old man kept his promise and did not stop him.

But that was just a show for Zheng Haoran.

He had known for a long time that Zheng Haoran had been watching him when he turned around to prevent him from going back on his word.

It wasn't until Zheng Haoran took a few steps and relaxed a little from the tension that the old man's face faded and was replaced by cruelty without mercy.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!
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