Lu Jingyuan was already holding Su Yang'er and was about to leave when he suddenly heard Han Laowu asking him to stop. He couldn't help but feel a stern, turned around and looked at him and said, "Brother Han, do you have any more instructions?"

Han Laowu didn't say a word, looked at him, and then looked at Su Yanger. Suddenly, his left fist was fighting out. Lu Jingyuan was prepared for it and immediately turned his head to give in. His right hand had already clamped his claws and grabbed it forward with his backhand.

Han Laowu shrank his left hand, opened his right arm, and stepped into his palm.

Lu Jingyuan was defeated by him in the Yixing teahouse that day. He thought that his palm must be a clever technique, so he did not dare to take it head-on. When he went to avoid it, he left one move to wait for his technique to change.

However, after Han Laowu's palm failed, there was no change, and he fisted around the wheel and hit him randomly.

Lu Jingyuan avoided one by one, but frowned and thought to himself: "What is his playing style?"

Lu Jingyuan learned martial arts with his famous masters. When he was in action, he knew the rules. However, Han Laowu handed over more than ten moves in a row, but his moves were different and not coherent, and there was no trace to find them. He had both grasping techniques and chopping techniques, and several other moves were actually wrestling moves. When he saw an opportunity, he immediately attacked the enemy, just like a gangster fighting, but it was not entirely true, so he was really unpredictable.

Seeing that his moves were inconsistent and had great flaws, Lu Jingyuan was afraid that he would take action for a long time, for fear that this was his plan to lure the enemy. He was careful and dealt with the moves when he saw them. When he encountered the situation, he knew that Han Laowu had strong arms and kept the door tightly in his hands, so he would never let him touch his body.

Han Laowu couldn't fight for a long time, and felt anxious and thought to himself: "Why did this kid become so powerful? Is my fighting boxing technique not effective?" It turned out that Han Laowu was not a master. He was naughty when he was young and was idle in the countryside. He often fought with others. Over time, he figured out a way to adapt to the situation. Later, he joined the army. Although his knowledge became more and more extensive, he still learned one trick from the east and one from the west. He only chose what he thought was practical to practice, and his path was not sophisticated. His set of "fighting boxing" that he put together was of great use to kill the enemy, but it might not be effective against famous masters. That day, he was able to fight Lu Jingyuan and Yin Gaohou's master and disciple, all because of the narrow corridor in the teahouse. The two of them could not use it, and he was quick to adapt and had great luck. At this time, he would not have the upper hand against Lu Jingyuan who was determined to defend.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and the fist shadows were flying. Although Han Laowu's offensive was still rapid, there were more and more flaws everywhere. Lu Jingyuan's heart moved: "He is not selling flaws, he really doesn't understand the way!"

Seeing this, Lu Jingyuan was full of fear. When he was excited, he stretched out his left palm and grabbed Han Laowu's chest with his right hand. He was straight to the point. He used his move to penetrate the chest and use his ribs to attack the enemy's vital points.

Han Laowu cursed secretly: "This kid is so vicious!" His chest shrank slightly, but he didn't dodge. He hit the opponent's cross-arm and elbow with his right fist. He stretched out his left fingers quickly to capture the enemy's eyes.

Seeing that he was coming so fast, Lu Jingyuan was shocked and said to himself: "Although this person does not have access to the door, he responds very quickly." He quickly dodged sideways, twisted his waist and turned left, turned his hands back, and his mouth was facing each other. The two of them fists and palms intersected, but with a bang, they retreated back.

Han Laowu was in his prime and had a strong blood and energy. He only took two steps back. Lu Jingyuan's young man was far less powerful than him. He took four or five steps in a row before he calmed down. Something shook out of his arms and fell to the ground. It was a sachet, but no one paid attention to it.

The two of them had dozens of moves in the interim breath. Su Yanger came back to her senses at this time and said in surprise: "Brother Han!"

As soon as she spoke, she heard Mrs. Han say, "Sister, stay tuned. I know you were raped by this kid. Let's talk about it when Han Laowu beat him away."

Su Yanger was stunned. She didn't know how they saw something strange, but she had no intention of asking for help from the Han couple, and couldn't help but say anxiously: "No, he is not a bad person, I, I'm fine, Brother Han, please stop."

But Han Laowu and Lu Jingyuan both fought with real fire, and they wanted to beat each other, so how could they listen to her advice?

Lu Jingyuan sneered and said, "My surname is Han. That day, you said I was not good at studying. I think you are so smart. It turns out that you are just a layman, all of whom are hooligans."

Han Laowu said angrily: "What are you pretending to be? This rogue move is enough to teach you this lesson!" Without hesitation, he kicked Lu Jingyuan's heart. Lu Jingyuan's right hand was in line, and his left palm fell down, as fast as lightning. He knew that Han Laowu had no way of doing things, but his moves were quick and unique. If he wanted to win, he had to beat him a hundred times more accurately, and he killed five or six times in an instant.

The two of them fought to the bottom of the heart, and they saw the figure in the pavilion, and their fists were getting faster and faster.

Su Yanger was anxious to see it and shouted to Mrs. Han: "Sister Liang, please call Brother Han to stop!"

Mrs. Han smiled and said, "Why did you ask him to stop? He was so angry that he had nowhere to go, so he asked him to help you kill this little thief, and let's talk well again." She stood in the corner of the Pavilion to watch the battle. When she spoke, she was not afraid of her face, and she seemed to have great confidence in her husband.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at the sachet that Lu Jingyuan had dropped on the ground. She was stunned. Suddenly her tone changed drastically and she said in surprise: "Good minister, it is Sister Bai, Sister Bai's sachet!"

Hearing this scream, Han Laowu was shocked and distracted in an instant. Lu Jingyuan was overjoyed. When his elbow sank, he elbow hammer hit his shoulder blade.

Han Laowu's half body was sore and numb, and he also grabbed his left wrist. He hurriedly resisted and tried to break free from his grapple, but Lu Jingyuan's body weight was pressing on his wrist, so how could he be shaken off? He heard two bangs and punched his chest twice again.

His body tilted and he fell backwards. Lu Jingyuan flew up his left foot and stepped down. He was about to fall on Han Laowu's throat. Su Yanger suddenly shouted, "No!" He rushed towards him from the horse, but before he could pounce on him, he landed on the ground.

This time she really fell heavily. Lu Jingyuan was shocked and no longer cared about chasing her. He turned around and picked her up. Seeing a red and swollen bag on her snow-white forehead, he said in surprise and pain: "What are you doing?"

Su Yanger's forehead was sore, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans on her forehead kept coming out, and she said reluctantly: "Stop hitting, are you going to kill someone?"

Lu Jingyuan was angry and surprised in his heart, and did not speak out.

Han Laowu suddenly grabbed the sachet, got up, and asked, "Boy, where did you get this thing?" Mrs. Han rushed to him, looked at the sachet, and said, "Yes, this is Sister Bai's."

When Lu Jingyuan saw the things in his hand clearly, he was stunned. He suddenly remembered that it was taken from Su Yanger before and had never returned it to her.

Su Yanger was even more shocked and said in a daze: "This... this is mine. Do you know Sister Bai?"
Chapter completed!