I open a martial arts gym in Marvel

Chapter 232 Use wine to drown your sorrows
Zhang Yang took a bottle from the space and handed it to Baron Modu.

"Good for wounds."

He gestured to Baron Mordo's hand, the punch just now was a bit harsh, and the wound on the back of Baron Mordo's hand was a bit deep.

"Thank you!"

Baron Mordo shook his head.

"Don't worry, he won't have a good time. You have to know that sometimes, living is more painful than dying."

Baron Mordo suddenly looked up at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled.

"It's impossible for me to kill a murderer who killed Morte so lightly for no reason. Do you think I just broke his bones?"

too naive!

Zhang Yang stretched out his hand in front of Baron Mordo.

"Look!"

"What are you looking at? Are your hands well maintained?"

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, he hasn't demonstrated yet!What's the hurry!

With a movement of Zhang Yang's fingertips, a cluster of flames burst out from Zhang Yang's fingers.

"Oh my God!"

Baron Mordo leaned back subconsciously. He looked at the flames at Zhang Yang's fingertips with a look of astonishment.

"Shh!"

Zhang Yang put away the flames, put his fingers between his lips, and made a quiet gesture to Baron Mordo.

"When I broke Casillas's leg, I used a little power. His thigh and calf bones would suffer constant burning pain. His kneecap was shattered, and with the burning pain, I am afraid that he will need a fake one. kneecap instead."

Zhang Yang patted Baron Mordo on the shoulder.

"Don't live in hatred, you should live in hope."

"hope?"

Baron Mordo didn't understand.

In this matter, how can there be such a word as hope.

"I hope that those who are evil will be better off than dead when they are alive, and will be burned by the fire of hell after death."

Zhang Yang spread his hands.

"It's just another way to express hatred. If you are still alive, you will not be swallowed by darkness. Mo Du, the power of darkness comes from our hearts. Moti's unwillingness to allow the darkness to take advantage of him, your hatred , would also be a gap.”

Baron Mordo buried his face in the palm of his hand, choking with sobs.

"That child was not like that when he was a child. He was very good. If he was bullied, he would kindly forgive him."

"He's grown up! He's not a child anymore! People who are innocent when they grow up will be swallowed by reality."

This is a very cruel reality, no one can simply go on forever.

Unless, you close yourself in your own world forever, and always be the child you want.

"The child, is there a funeral?"

Zhang Yang decided to shift this heavy topic. What people have to look forward to is that the funeral is the end of the sad thing of death.

Funerals begin, people grieve, remember.

When the funeral is over, people need to end the grief and move on.

Baron Mordo shook his head.

"There is no ashes left. I plan to build a burial for him."

"What's Moti's full name, let me help you carve a tombstone for him!"

"He has been called Morte since the day he was picked up. His name is now Mote Mordu. I gave him my surname. My birth name is Karl Modu. You can call me Karl in the future."

"Okay! Carl!"

Zhang Yang is kind and kind, it seems that this gentleman regards himself as a heart-to-heart friend.

"I want to prepare for Moti'er's funeral myself, and I will let you know when to attend the funeral."

"Fine!"

It is also a good choice for grieving people to find something to do.

Zhang Yang stuffed the small bottle in his hand into Baron Modu's hand.

"Go back early, Karl! Don't hold hatred in your heart, and turn hatred into another form of hope! Don't let the teacher who taught you worry."

After Zhang Yang said these words, he left directly.

No matter how much consolation there is, it's useless, everything that needs to be said has been said, and the next thing is to look at the Baron himself.

Zhang Yang has done everything a teacher and a friend can do.

But Moti died in such a tragic way, Zhang Yang felt uncomfortable.

On the way back, he bought a bag of wine, and when he arrived at the martial arts hall, the little guy who had been forgotten for a day screamed desperately.

Zhang Yang put enough food in its food bowl, refilled it with water, and went to the terrace.

I used to wonder why people who want to drink to relieve their worries always like to drink in empty places. If you are drunk, no one can find you. What if you die suddenly?
Today, Zhang Yang finally understands a little bit.

People who drink alcohol are annoyed, and the empty environment will make them feel much better.

When Hawkeye climbed over the wall and came in, he saw two feet dangling outside the fence on the third floor. When he looked down on the balcony, he found that Zhang Yang was getting drunk.

"It's amazing!"

Hawkeye jumped and sat down on the railing.

"It's not surprising! I am also a human being, and as a human being, I will have emotions and troubles."

"It seems that I came at the wrong time today."

Hawkeye sighed.

"You advise you not to say it. If you dare to say it, I will throw you out."

Hawkeye nodded, opened a can of beer, and began to drink with Zhang Yang.

After drinking for three rounds, Tony's loud voice began to come from downstairs.

"Hey! Old man, have you abused the little guy? When I came back, he threw himself into my arms and screamed desperately, as if he was stimulated by something!"

It was probably stimulated by him, whoever told him to come back didn't say a word, and the whole person revealed an unusual feeling.

Animals have the most sensitive senses.

Tony babbled and climbed up to the terrace, and as soon as he came in, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

He backed out quietly, settled the little guy and went up to the terrace.

"I've only been out for a day, what happened?"

Tony sat down on the other side of Zhang Yang.

"The two of you went out to fight together and lost?"

"If you lose, we won't lose."

Zhang Yang raised his head and drank the last few sips of the can of beer in his hand, and opened another can.

Just about to take a sip, Tony held down his hand.

"Hey! Old man, you always say, if you have something to say, it's better to solve it than to hide and lie."

Zhang Yang clapped Tony's hand away.

"People are dead, it can't be solved."

How to solve the forbidden technique that cannot be solved?
Hawkeye and Tony froze for a moment at the same time.

Hawkeye drank the last sip of wine in his hand.

"It seems that today is really not suitable to tell you something, I'll go first!"

Zhang Yang squinted at him.

"You didn't drink with me just now because you wanted to take advantage of drinking too much to talk, and then mention things to me?"

Hawkeye shrugged.

"No way, this is my task."

Zhang Yang grabbed Hawkeye's arm and pushed Hawkeye off the balcony.

"my God!"

Tony was so startled that he rushed to save him.

Zhang Yang had already opened a portal in mid-air, Hawkeye screamed and fell in.

(End of this chapter)