The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Rong Guangjie didn't know where two little thugs appeared, they were still middle school students, and they dared to ruin his good deeds.

Looking at his men lying on the ground, Rong Guangjie frowned.

Although these few are not masters, they are still practitioners, and ordinary people cannot get close to them. As soon as Lin Yun took action, he knocked down all the Westerners.

Others didn't see why Lin Yun acted, but Rong Guangjie saw clearly.

This kid used acupuncture techniques, and he struck very quickly, sealing the Westerner's acupuncture points. The damage was not great, but it was very painful.

"Hey, boy, your kung fu is pretty good. Who did you learn it from?" Rong Guangjie asked.

Lin Yun did not answer, but asked coldly with a cold face, "Did you just call me a kid?"

Lin Manqing behind him almost burst out laughing.

This brat is completely imitating his brother-in-law's tone. He is cold enough, but without the aloofness that a disciple of Tiandu has, he looks nondescript, not domineering enough, and feels like a middle school student. .

Of course, Lin Yun didn't know what the elder sister was thinking. He thought he had learned quite a bit. There was a murderous look on his stern face, and he stared at Rong Guangjie with a stern gaze.

"So what?"

In Rong Guangjie's eyes, Lin Yun is just a kid after all. He knows a lot about acupoints and his techniques are fast enough, but how much kung fu can he have at this age? It's just that he is taboo about his sect. If he belongs to some martial arts family, such as the Gu family of Jinmen and the Zhu family of Jinling, it will be more troublesome.

As for those in the capital, he wasn't worried. Because he knew almost all the disciples of the Grandmaster in Beijing.

"Boy, don't you know who I am? My godfather is Master Qin!"

"Your sister Qin..."

Lin Yun cursed, suddenly feeling that this was not in line with the style of a master. If his brother-in-law was here, he would definitely not talk nonsense like this.

So he just said three words and took action.

His body sank slightly, Yu stepped forward and pressed Rong Guangjie's ribs with one palm.

Rong Guangjie didn't expect Lin Yun to make a sudden move, but he didn't panic and turned slightly to avoid the palm.

I thought I could easily avoid it, so I tried to fight back. But after he turned sideways, he realized that Lin Yun was still in front of him, not avoiding him at all.

Rong Guangjie was startled and hurriedly retreated, but no matter how he retreated, Lin Yun followed him like a ghost, always in front of him. He tried his best, but couldn't avoid Lin Yun's palm.

Only then did Rong Guangjie realize that he had met a master. This little kid was definitely not just acupuncturist. He could only brace his heart, mobilize his true energy, fill his ribs, protect his heart and lungs, and prepare to bear this palm.

As long as you hold it back, you can take the opportunity to counterattack. At this time, he did not dare to underestimate the enemy. As long as there was a chance to counterattack, he would kill his opponent.

Rong Guangjie's eyes showed a fierce light.

However, his wishful thinking failed, because Lin Yun's palm did not exert any force at all. As soon as it touched his ribs, it turned into fingers and poked at the soft ribs. This is the Iron Finger Kung Fu he learned from Wu Debiao, which specializes in breaking hard Qigong.

Rong Guangjie's energy was broken, and there was a pain in his ribs. The counterattack he had just prepared was no longer possible.

But Lin Yun had already raised his right hand and slapped him hard on the face.

"This is a lesson to you. Don't call young people a kid when you see them in the future. Have you ever heard the saying 'Don't bully young people into poverty'?"

Before Rong Guangjie could calm down, he slapped his mouth again.

"This slap was for my cousin. You must have called him "little devil" just now, right?"

For these two slaps, he used the power of cinnabar palms.

Like his sister Lin Manqing, Lin Yun also learned the cinnabar palm from Boss Wang, and he also learned a little bit about it. However, he has a good foundation in martial arts and is obsessed with practicing martial arts. He hangs out with people in Jianghu taverns a lot, so he is naturally much better at learning than Lin Manqing.

There were two red palm prints left on Rong Guangjie's face. Unless he had the Holy Hand of Xinglin, he would never be able to fade away in this life.

Rong Guangjie felt the heat on his face, feeling angry and angry.

He had never been humiliated like this before. He was still a little kid in front of him.

The key is that he couldn't resist.

Finally, the numbness under his ribs subsided, the meridians became a little smoother, and the true energy began to circulate again, and it was time to fight back.

Lin Yun's finger touched his palm again.

This time, I used not the eagle claw iron finger, but the orchid hole brushing hand taught by Sister Mei.

Rong Guangjie felt his chest tremble and his whole body was numb.

Lin Yun slapped him in the face again and again, beating him so hard that Rong Guangjie was completely stunned.

"This is for my sister. Want to sleep with my sister? Why don't you ask who my brother-in-law is! Who dares to sleep with my sister except my brother-in-law? Even the emperor will have him castrated!"

Lin Manqing's face turned red, she felt angry and funny, and said angrily: "Xiaoyun, what are you talking about?"

Lin Yun turned around and said with a smile: "Sister, I am telling the truth!"

Lin Manqing knew that he was naughty and was afraid that the more he spoke, the more outrageous he would become. She kept a straight face and said, "That's about it, kid. Don't be so violent."

Lin Yun said dissatisfied: "Is this considered heavy? If my brother-in-law were here, this guy would be gone!"

"Nonsense, is your brother-in-law that violent?"

"My brother-in-law is usually a good person and is kind to everyone, but if anyone dares to touch your mind, look at him and he won't turn them into scum with a thunderbolt!"

Lin Yun grabbed Rong Guangjie's collar and said, "Sister, what should I do with this guy?"

Lin Manqing frowned slightly, looking at the crowd of onlookers, thinking about how to deal with Rong Guangjie, which would be most beneficial to Li Muchen.

Suddenly he saw Hou Qigui standing in front of the crowd, one hand hanging unnaturally.

She was startled, stood up, walked to Hou Qigui, grabbed his hand and raised it to look.

Hou Qigui howled in pain.

Lin Manqing looked at the deformed hand, glanced at Wang Baishun next to him, and asked, "What's going on?"

Hou Qigui was afraid that she would misunderstand Wang Baishun, so he quickly said: "Rong Guangjie stepped on it. Fortunately, Mr. Xi was here, otherwise..."

"I understand." Lin Manqing gently put down Hou Qigui's hand and tapped his arm a few times to relieve the pain. "Just be patient and ask Mu Chen to treat you later. You'll be fine."

Then he nodded to Wang Baishun and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xi, for your help."

Wang Baishun raised his hand and said, "Mrs. Li, you're too polite. I was very disrespectful to you earlier, so please forgive me."

Lin Manqing nodded without saying anything more. She turned back to look at Rong Guangjie, with a cold look in her eyes, and said to Lin Yun: "Xiaoyun, Boss Hou is your brother-in-law's friend."

Lin Yun naturally saw Hou Qigui's hand and heard Hou Qigui's words. When Lin Manqing said this, he said, "I understand, sister!"

After saying that, the five fingers of his hands became claws, and he grabbed Rong Guangjie's shoulders. With a squeeze, Rong Guangjie's shoulders broke with a click.

Lin Yun's hand did not let go, but slid down from his shoulder along his arm, squeezing while sliding, making a constant clicking sound, reaching Rong Guangjie's hands.

He still uses the eagle claw strength he learned from Wu Debiao, but with the addition of a hand that separates the muscles and bones.

He is the most familiar with this skill, because his whole body has been divided once and for all. If it weren't for Li Muchen's immortal methods, he would have died long ago.