Deng Laoer passed through the moon gate in the middle of the front and back entrances. As soon as he entered the back entrance, he heard someone speaking coldly.
"If you sell it today, it will be one hundred and forty-three. If I come back tomorrow, it will be one hundred and forty-twoOld lady, if you don't care about Deng Yifu's life or death, just drag it on."
Mrs. Deng was so angry that her eyes were splitting. She suddenly saw someone coming in from the Moon Gate. She couldn't help but rub her eyes. She thought she might have been dazzled, "Second child is that you?"
Deng Laoer was full of anger, but when he saw his mother, he couldn't help but soften, "It's me, Mom, I'm back."
In the courtyard that was entered at the back, there was only Uncle Shui who was the gatekeeper. There are also seven or eight relatives of the Deng family, four of whom are young and strong.
Opposite them, there were only three people, a tall and thin middle-aged man, and two strong men.
But just three people were able to suppress the Deng family's momentum for no other reason than that they had a junior martial artist.
There is a stone bench and a stone table in the courtyard of the Deng family. The thin middle-aged man has one foot on the edge of the stone bench, looking very proud of himself. He really looks as arrogant as he wants.
He wanted to continue showing off, but was shocked when he saw so many warriors rushing in from outside.
When he heard that the person who came was the second son of the Deng family, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he would not continue to show off, otherwise, he would suffer the consequences.
So he put his feet down from the stone table and glanced at Mrs. Deng, "Old lady, I have made it clear. Where to go, you can think about it yourself."
After saying that, he was about to walk out with the two men. When Mrs. Deng saw her son, she had no intention of paying attention to these people.
But how could Deng Laoer let these three people go? His face sank, "Stop!"
The middle-aged man stopped, glanced sideways at him, and said with a half-smile, "Is this the second young master? Headguard Deng is still in the government prison. You should be busy with serious matters."
There is only one junior martial artist on his side, and there are two martial arts masters on the other side, but his tone is actually confident.
Deng Laoer stared at him and said expressionlessly, "The place you just stepped on is the place where my father often eats."
"So what?" the middle-aged man said nonchalantly, "I am the black heart of the Hall of Heroes, and your father is now in prison!"
Deng Laoer ignored him and looked at his mother, "Mom, did you invite these three people?"
Although Mrs. Deng is old, her husband is the leader of escort Deng. She also has the cultivation of a high-level warrior. She has seen a lot of ups and downs, and she is more courageous than ordinary people. When she saw this, she shook her head directly, "No. , they came uninvited.¡±
"Brother Tao, take the man down," Deng Laoer said through gritted teeth, "Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed, "Boy, what are you"
Before he finished speaking, two people were already rushing towards him.
Brother Tao is an intermediate martial artist. He grinned at the opponent's junior martial artist and said, "I haven't asked you yet"
The guards of Duke Yongyi have never been pedantic. Their goal is to defeat their opponents as quickly as possible at the lowest cost.
??The junior martial artist is not a soft persimmon. With a wave of his right hand, the short sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed and he went forward.
Almost at the same time, his left hand touched his waist again, and then he was stunned: Damn, where is my lime bag?
His experience in fighting indiscriminate wars is much better than that of the guards of the Duke's Mansion. There is no other way. This is what people who work in the market are good at.
But what¡¯s very embarrassing is that he came to Deng¡¯s house today to bully the old, weak, women and children. The hall has given instructions that Deng Yifu is also a number one figure in the world, and he should try not to use evil methods. At this time, he can crush him openly. Just press it.
So before coming, he left several relatively crude fighting methods at home to prevent himself from losing control.
But now he was facing an opponent with extremely murderous intent, one level higher than him. He knew that he was a formidable enemy, so he fought back with all his strength, and his spirit was also very tense. For a moment, he forgot: some The gray equipment was not brought.
When masters compete with each other, there is no room for any distraction. What¡¯s more, his cultivation level is not as good as the opponent¡¯s?
Brother Tao is not good at fighting indiscriminately, but his ability to find flaws is first-class. The dagger lightly touched the dagger, drew a small half arc, and went straight to the opponent's door.
When he saw the dagger coming back to help, he turned around and struck horizontally with his left elbow. The dagger had already pierced the opponent's right shoulder socket.There are five golden leaves, but they don't want to let them go. They are hesitant, obviously wanting to receive some extra benefits.
Without saying a word, Brother Tao slapped his waist card on the table, "Tell me, how much do you want?"
The eldest son who also knew that Duke Yongyi was in Qingning Mansion recently, hesitated for a moment and then signed the pledge angrily.
However, Brother Tao was still a bit dumbfounded by the guy's reaction, "Five gold leaveshe really dared to accept them."
"People die for money and birds die for food," Deng Biaotou said with a smile.
On the way back, he had already roughly learned about Zhi Ge¡¯s situation. Although he didn¡¯t know about the immortal or anything, there was no doubt that the miracle doctor followed by his two boys was an extraordinary figure, and even the prince Yongyi had to submit.
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He was extremely dirty, but he was not in a hurry to wash up. Instead, he took a few large cakes, rolled up the meat and ate them hungrily.
While eating, he spoke vaguely, "Everyone, get ready. What happened to me this time was because the county soldiers colluded with Qunyingtang That boy named Yun may be coming to fight."
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