High-Tech God

When Wu Qixian heard Yang Yi's voice, he judged his location and punched him directly.

boom!

Ah! My hand!

Wu Qixian howled miserably, and it felt like he was hit on a piece of iron, and his hand was almost broken by the shock.

In fact, he really hit a piece of iron. There happened to be an iron telegraph pole next to Yang Yi, and Wu Qixian hit it on it impartially.

He had hit him with great force just now. When he swung out his fist, his mind was already imagining the scene of Yang Yi being knocked away by his punch.

However, in this vigorous punch, he was the one injured in the end. The skin on his hand was broken and blood was flowing.

Yang Yi shook his head helplessly: What are you doing? You don't have to hurt yourself if you can't beat me!

Hearing Yang Yi speak again, Wu Qixian re-judged his position and punched him again: You hurt your sister, I'm going to hit you!

This time, his judgment was really accurate. This punch could indeed hit Yang Yi.

But he underestimated Yang Yi's speed. Yang Yi easily dodged his punch, but he hit the telephone pole again.

boom!

Oops! There's something wrong with the fucking telegraph poles erected here! Wu Qixian cursed angrily. This time, the skin on his other hand was also broken, and blood couldn't stop flowing down.

Yang Yi shook his head again: You are a real person. The telephone pole is standing there just fine. I'm trying to mess with you. You punch the person twice for no reason. Be careful if it jumps up and kicks you!

Wu Qixian was completely angry: I don't believe I can't hit you!

If you can't punch with your fists, use your feet.

He kicked directly towards where Yang Yi was standing. This time there was indeed no telephone pole, and there was nothing around to block him.

But he re-entered the safe area of ​​Yang Yi's house. Because he had evil thoughts, he was immediately attacked by the security black box. He stood upright again, his eyes rolled up, his upper and lower rows of teeth popped out, and his whole body felt as uncomfortable as cramps.

Oh my god! Why did I forget this? I was possessed by a ghost just now. Yang Yi made me angry and forgot about it. Now I am possessed by a ghost again. What should I do? Wu Qixian I muttered in my heart.

But he soon thought of how to get rid of this state. He was kicked by Yang Yi just now, so he got rid of the ghost.

Now he was very anxious for Yang Yi to kick him again so that he could get out of the ghost state. This feeling was too uncomfortable.

He prayed in his heart: Yang Yi, hurry up and kick me! Kick me!

However, Yang Yi didn't move at all, and kept watching him patiently. When he was almost unable to stand it any longer, he kicked him over.

Wu Qixian fell to the ground hard, and his body rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. Then he lay on the ground and gasped, recalling the kick Yang Yi had just given him.

He had never wanted to be kicked so much in his life, and he was kicked by his enemy. He suddenly felt that he was a little abnormal.

How is it? Do you still want to take revenge on me? Yang Yi looked at him and asked.

Wu Qixian felt that today was not the right day for revenge. Ghosts came to him twice in succession, and now he couldn't see anything. His hands were broken and he was covered in injuries. In this state, he couldn't defeat Yang Yi at all.

Today is a bad day, let's call it a day! I will come to see you another day! Wu Qixian said harshly, stood up and left angrily.

Bang!

He hit his head directly on the telephone pole, which made him dizzy. He staggered a few steps and almost fell down.

Yang Yi shook his head helplessly, feeling that he was too miserable: How about I send you back!

No! Even if I die, I won't take your car! Wu Qixian said harshly. He still has this bit of backbone.

Yang Yi sighed and didn't force it: Okay, I wish you a safe journey!

Wu Qixian snorted coldly and staggered out of the village. His home was in the next village. Fortunately, there were plains nearby and there were no deep ditches or big rivers, so Yang Yi was not worried that he would be in danger.

Back in the courtyard, Yang Yi saw that Sun Meiwan had not rested yet, and asked strangely: You are still up so late? Are you homesick? How about I take you back!

Sun Meiwan glared at him: You are so unwilling to see me, you have to send me away!

Yang Yi didn't want to argue with her on this issue, so he shook his head and prepared to enter the house.

Sun Meiwan suddenly surrounded him and sniffed him with her little nose.

What are you doing? Yang Yi asked strangely.

I want to know what you were doing out there. It's definitely not good for you to go out so late. Tell me, who are you dating? Sun Miwan asked.

Yang Yi sighed and told her what happened outside just now, and then said patiently to her: I think he is also an infatuated person. He is sincere to you. You should learn to cherish it.

Stop! I have decided not to be engaged to him. The person I love now is you! Sun Miwan said seriously.

Yang Yi sneered and said in his heart: You love me, but you also love my money!

You performed well today. If he comes again in the future, just beat him away. You don't need to consider me. I have nothing to do with him. Sun Meiwan said.

Yang Yi nodded and went back to the house to rest.

At the Night Walker headquarters, the sect leader looked at the experts standing below and said in a low voice: The Night Fury did not come back as scheduled, and he did not send any news back. This situation indicates that he has been killed.

I didn't expect this Yang Yi to be so difficult to deal with. I underestimated him!

This is what one of the masters below said: Sect Master, our Night Walkers have never failed, and we have never lost personnel. This time the Night Fury happened, I think it is the biggest challenge to us! It is our shame, and we must send another one. Experts need to get rid of Yang Yi and restore our reputation!

The sect leader nodded: You are right, the reputation must be restored, but this time we must produce a more powerful master. Which of you can take on this responsibility?

This is a master who looks like a strategist and said: Sect Master, Night Fury is one of the top ten masters in our Night Walker. Even he failed. The opponent is definitely not an ordinary master, so we must send someone who is several times stronger than Night Fury. Only a master can do it.”

Sword Demon has just returned from a mission. I think he can take on this responsibility!

The sect leader nodded: Yes, Sword Demon is a master who has never failed. I can rest assured that he will do what he does. Let him go this time!

Yes, Sect Master, I will inform the Sword Demon immediately! said the master who looked like a strategist.

In the early morning, before dawn, a master armed with a sword came near Yang's house.

He was about to approach the Yang family's old house when he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseated. The feeling of vomiting was so strong that he was shocked and immediately retreated outside.