"Misunderstanding?"

Yang Pojun said in a deep voice: "You hired a blood-crieving killer to chase and kill me, if it weren't for my Yang Pojun's life, I would have died in Huangquan by now!" ”

"Ximenting, your son doesn't have long eyes, I didn't expect you to be the same, hehe, today is your death!"

Yang Pojun's eyes were as red as blood, like a ghost in hell.

A gloomy evil aura shrouded Ximenting.

The Ximen family is also a third-rate family in Jianghai City, and if they can be among the third-rate families, their assets are at least more than 300 million!

As the head of the family, what wind and waves have he not seen?

At this moment, he felt that he was in a muddy swamp, surrounded by countless evil spirits, stretching out their sharp bone claws, grabbing at him!

Ximenting was so frightened that fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ximenting strongly suppressed the fear in his heart, and he said loudly: "Brother Yang, slow down!" ”

"Huh!" Yang Pojun said with gloomy eyes: "You are not worthy of being my brother!" ”

Yang Pojun approached the Ximen Courtyard step by step, and the murderous aura became stronger and stronger!

Ximenting didn't expect Yang Pojun's methods to be so decisive.

He said let the other party wait, but Yang Pojun didn't listen to his explanation at all, and he wanted to kill him.

Although Ximenting has set up a trap, it must wait for Yang Pojun to jump in.

Ximenting knew that now he had to put down his body.

Simon plucked up his courage and fell to his knees.

Poof!

"Brother Yang, I know I was wrong at the beginning, this time I am here to make amends for you, people are mixed in the world, everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

"I, Ximen Ting, have come to take the blame today, just to ask Brother Yang to bypass me and my Ximen family!"

Seeing that the ruler of a big family in Ximenting actually knelt down for himself.

Yang Pojun paused, frowned and said, "You really came to apologize?" ”

Ximenting looked at Yang Pojun and said sincerely: "Yes, I know that it was me and my son who were wrong before, you are now a master of strength, and I Ximenting will not go against you unless I am tired of being crooked." ”

"I just heard someone say that you are in the Imperial Palace, so I immediately rushed over to apologize to you."

"If Brother Yang can forgive me, then we will marry Jin Lan!"

"Oh?" Yang Pojun raised his eyebrows and said, "Yijie Jinlan, you won't be playing any tricks on me, right?" ”

Ximenting's heart trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head and said, "Look at what Brother Yang said!" You're a master of strength, unless I have ten heads! ”

The light in Yang Pojun's eyes flowed.

But he had a plan of his own.

Yang Pojun nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, then I'll promise you!" But if you set me up, Ximenting, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life! ”

Ximen Ting sneered in his heart, this time Lao Tzu has two middle-level killers with blood-weeping energy, and there are also a master of my Ximen family.

You are just a junior master of strength, as long as you fall into my trap, let you Da Luo Jinxian, you will only die a miserable death!

And the humiliation I suffer now, Lao Tzu will repay it twice!

Ximenting's voice was majestic: "Brother Yang, don't worry, I will never dare to do this!" And how about next Sunday's weekend? ”

Yang Pojun nodded and said, "Okay, I will definitely come to the appointment of the head of the Ximen family at that time!" ”

Ximenting saw Yang Pojun's distant back, and he gritted his teeth and stood up.

Ximenting wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said coldly in his eyes: "Yang Pojun, I let you beat you today, let me kneel, you remember this hatred for me!" ”

"Hehe, you, a guy who has just been promoted to a qi master, really think that you are invincible in the world?"

"The day you go to the appointment, it is the time when you die in Huangquan!"

Yang Pojun walked down the street.

Ximenting set him up, Yang Pojun didn't think about it.

But he, Yang Pojun, has the Dragon God Decision, and now he has just turned on the perspective ability, and he believes that even if the other party sets a trap.

He can also survive as a Jedi!

Yang Pojun likes blood, likes to fight, and likes the kind of hysterical roar that is against death!

Because Yang Pojun suffers from war paranoia!

Only bloody killing, only bloodthirsty!

Only then can Yang Pojun heal the wounds in his heart.

The night wind is very cool, blowing on the cheeks, like a pair of women's jade hands.

is stroking the skin, caressing the soul, so that Yang Pojun's lonely soul can be comforted.

Not long after, Yang Pojun walked to a night market.

The night market is very lively, there is an ancient stream flowing, and the neon lights on the ancient buildings on the bank are reflected in the stream, sparkling.

I saw some couples sitting on the boat, and Kong Ming lanterns were being placed, and Kong Ming lanterns were slowly floating in the sky.

Those lovers made a testimony of their love to the sky, deeply remembering the vows engraved in the depths of their hearts.

Yang Pojun stood on the ancient bridgehead and felt this warm scene.

Yang Pojun said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that in Jianghai City, there is such a place with small bridges and flowing water, this is really a good place." ”

In the middle of the stone pier bridge, I saw a young man with long hair, although his clothes were tattered, but he was immersed in his own music.

It's a wandering singer who is holding a guitar and playing sad notes.

Yang Pojun walked up to the wandering singer, sat on the stone pier, and lit a cigarette.

Watch this flowing singer sing.

The flow of people passing by, in the carton in front of him, threw down a dollar or two.

The hoarse voice of the wandering singer sang "Wandering Song".

Suddenly, Yang Pojun also followed the music and sang.

Because they were mercenaries abroad, Yang Pojun and a group of his brothers were in a foreign country, for the motherland and the people, but they had a home and could not return to the country.

Isn't this wandering?

Yang Pojun sang as the faces of his brothers sounded.

Gradually, Yang Pojun's eyes were wet with tears, and his brothers who were born and died died for him, and he Yang Pojun missed them in the dead of night......

Yang Pojun's hoarse voice sang-

The wanderers miss you outside, dear mother;

Wandering footsteps go all over the world, and there is no home;

The winter wind carried the snowflakes and blew my tears down;

…

Walk, walk, walk, how many years have passed;

The grass in spring is sprouting, and it's another spring and summer;

…

Yang Pojun smoked a cigarette and shed tears, looking at the Kong Ming lantern in the sky.

Yang Pojun felt that there were countless knives, stabbing his heart into countless bloody holes, the kind of convulsive pain, it was difficult for him to close his eyes, and it was difficult to stop crying.

"Brothers, now I have returned to my homeland, and you are buried forever in a foreign land."

"It must be cold over there, right? You seven guys, hold on to it when it's cold, don't be shy, if others laugh at you for making a base, then you can do a base, between brothers, what's the point of making a base. ”

"Hehe..."

Yang Pojun's crying voice was hoarse.

"Wang Zhen, just like you said, if my brother and I become a woman, the first thing I will do is to let my brothers be cool enough! Pose for all sorts of! ”

"So brothers, do your best, don't worry, your parents are my Yang Pojun's parents......"

"Even if the sky is destroyed! Destruction of the ground! My Yang Pojun's heart will never change!! ”

(End of chapter)