The Big Tiger Girl

"Owner Yang, why bother with you? If you spend less money on money, tell me, Li Gongfu, and borrow some money for a while, it is not impossible. Why even cheat the children's money?"

As soon as Mr. Li entered the door, he looked around anxiously and saw Xu Xian standing bently on the side, looking very in good spirits.

He breathed a lot of relief and opened his mouth to blame.

"Don't even call the master? So realistic?"

Yang Lin chuckled.

At the beginning, after the original body walked a few trips, he worked very hard because he had a little girl film to support him. He did all kinds of dangerous jobs and earned a lot of money.

In the fight with some bandits and river bandits, the Shenxiang Prison Town Technique left by my dead mother has also achieved some reputation. It quickly reached the peak of the first level, and took thousands of kilograms of strength...

Especially the first-hand prison-suppressing sword technique, it is very powerful under the destruction of the giant elephant's power.

Although he could not understand the very subtle realm, the casual corpses and evil thieves in the world were no match for him.

In this way, he was able to establish himself in the Chengtian Escort Agency and became a stubborn e-mail.

Life is pretty prosperous.

But the good times don't last long.

Once, when I was on the raft, I encountered a ruthless person.

When the escort was passing through Taihu Water Village, an old guy who practiced Yinming Palm was printed on the Danzhong point on his chest with a palm, and he was seriously injured and returned.

That time, although the bandits were repelled and they did not lose the e-mail, after returning, their status was much worse than before, and they were gradually marginalized and then they dismissed with politeness.

Chengtian Escort Agency is quite kind and righteous. Seeing that he made great contributions, he gave him a sum of money to retire.

After my original body left the escort agency, I have been fighting against the injuries on my body. I have seen some doctors and taken countless medicines. However, the injuries are prolonged and the yin energy is penetrated into my bones, and it is not good.

When he was about to sit down and eat the whole country, he was not in good condition and would not heal the injury and lay down.

I also bought a dilapidated yard and set up a martial arts school in a corner of the west suburbs of Hangzhou.

Use the Shenxiang Prison Sword and Prison Sword Technique passed down by my mother to teach...

Thinking that this is true teaching ability, I can always gain some fame, teach some apprentices, and earn some money.

Unfortunately, perhaps it is because of the poor geographical location, or perhaps it is because the original body really doesn’t know how to teach his apprentices.

There is no apprentice who can learn the Divine Elephant Prison Control.

A set of sword techniques for slaying prisons is also lacking in vain and not much surprise.

That year, Li Gongfu was still a young man. Because his family was poor, he borrowed money from all over the world. He raised up three taels of silver and came to the martial arts school to learn swordsmanship for three months.

At the beginning, this guy was very respectful and especially respected his master.

Later, I gradually felt a little disappointed...

Because he learned the magical elephant skills and did not improve much, but he learned the sword technique very quickly, which was the third-rate level.

The fundamental technique of the Zhenzhu Martial Arts Hall seems to be fooling people.

It sounds very mysterious and advanced. If you can't learn it, you will naturally have nothing to do with it.

Especially once, the prison-town martial arts hall met a disciple from Mingwangtang who came to the door to provoke the hall.

As the owner of the museum, Yang Lin was beaten to the ground by the other two disciples, and was very embarrassed.

It's simply a shameful face.

Since then, everyone in Hangzhou has known about it.

The Martial Arts Hall in Zhenzhu is just a flower-like air, and it’s nothing if you really fight.

Moreover, the rumors that the owner of the museum had been a powerful bodyguard have become his own lie.

Later, the apprentices were exposed, but the original body had some idea and kept holding on to this airs.

Even if no one comes to learn from his master, he will not close his house.

You must fight for your breath and hold on.

It lasted for many years.

His injury has not healed yet, and his cultivation has not only not improved, but has fallen to the early stage of the first level.

The only thing that is thankful is that no one comes to the house to provoke him again.

When you become a shit, no one will step on it anymore.

After the reputation of Zhenzhu Martial Arts Hall was a big street, except for the apprentices who had been here, no one would care about it anymore, nor would anyone remember that they also taught true martial arts here.

Hu Ya knows these things very well.

Only she believes that her master is very powerful.

Although, she never saw her master take action again.

However, she knew that her strength was getting stronger and stronger, and her strength was improving day by day.

Every time she would polish the plaque of the martial arts hall to a shiny look, and would look for people to attract customers everywhere, and independently promote her martial arts hall is very powerful.

Even if it became a joke in the eyes of others, she still firmly believed that the master would recover from his injuries one day and become stronger again.

Some past events in the Zhenzhu Martial Arts Hall have been covered with for a long time.

But the parties involved still remember some.

Especially Li Gongfu, he firmly refused to admit that he had learned swordsmanship and enlightenment martial arts in the prison martial arts school because he was afraid of embarrassing.

"Che..."

Listening to Yang Lin's arrogant words, a young detective next to him sneered.

"How many major cases have we Captain Li handled? It is also famous in Hangzhou Prefecture. The prefect is also very trustworthy. You, a Wuliu Martial Arts Hall, dare to be arrogant?"

"That's right, who doesn't know that Captain Li's most famous sword technique is the Thirteenth Story of the Wind. It was the sharp sword technique he created by observing hundreds of martial arts. Don't say that this is what you taught, haha..."

Another detective laughed so hard that he pointed at Yang Lin, his eyes full of laughter.

Yes, Yang Lin discovered that his predecessor was really not good at doing well. Not only did the neighbors look at him strangely, but the two constables who followed Li Gongfu this time also looked down on him very much.

"Don't talk about my master."

Hu Ya stood aside, she was a little restrained, but she looked big and thick, but she was a little girl after all.

At this time, I heard someone mocking my most respected master, how could I bear it?

A pair of almond eyes had already turned red. He reached out to grab the dark, wide-backed, wide-waisted, big iron knife next to him and swept it out with one knife.

The little girl only knew that she was very strong and had no idea about the power of the sword technique.

Everyone is saying that the sword technique of the prison guard is not good, it is a false kung fu that deceives people.

She initially disbelief, but later, after a long time, she naturally believed it.

So, she always thought that her strength was not very good.

At this time, he took action, but he gritted his silver teeth and used all the strength to feed his breasts.

The detective Qian Li was laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth when he saw the strange-shaped little girl getting angry. He smiled even happier, "No way, what I said is true..."

Having said that, the black iron sword had already slashed in front of him. Hearing the buzzing sound, his face turned pale.

Not only him, but also his constable Zhao Santang, who was beside him, also had a drastic change in his face.

Li Gongfu reacted quickly, and suddenly turned around and cut into the two constables. The sword light was like a horse, killing three consecutive swords.

Dingding Ding Ding...

Seeing that there was a difference between the front and back, the three swords actually slashed on the blade that Hu Ya had never opened at the same time.

Before Li Gongfu could feel relieved.

The iron-fired sword on his waist broke with a loud bang.

It's not broken, it's broken.

A huge force surged over like a tsunami.

His arms trembled, a hint of redness flashed across his face. He held the hilt of the knife and grinned and took seven or eight steps back.

It was so lingering and falling to the ground.

When I stopped, my arms were sore and numb, my head was full of sweat, and I couldn't use any strength to do it all.

The two constables opened their mouths wide and just pulled out their swords. They were like slapping a flies, and they were slapped backwards and hit the walls hard.
Chapter completed!