Yang Chen pulled a handful of Yang Muyu and let him lean on his side. At the same time, he ordered, "There are masters outside who don’t know who they are."
"Are you a friend?" Yang Chen asked coldly.
"If you come naturally, you are not friends!" A cold voice came in from the outside, and then a man in black with a silver mask slowly came along. At the same time, he actually followed four men in black with bronze masks, Lin Lei.
Yang Chen can’t help but draw a mouthful of air conditioning. He is a genius in martial arts. Naturally, he can see at a glance that this silver mask is also a nine-repair fighter, but he only stepped into nine as a junior.
Such a person-if he put it in his eyes at ordinary times, he naturally doesn’t put it in his eyes, but now he has Yang Muyu around him and there are four practitioners behind the silver mask.
Yang Chen’s mind turned to this secret contact point for a moment. He knew that even Mo Qing never knew it, and this contact point was just a single-line contact point between him and someone in the Orient. Maybe these people are all Oriental families?
But for an instant, Yang Chen denied his idea. If Dongfang wanted to kill him, it wouldn’t be so mysterious.
"Mr. Yang, we maliciously want to ask Mr. Yang to do us a favor." The voice of the silver mask is as cold as a machine of emotional fluctuation.
Yang Chen took a deep breath. These people know who he is and that he has come to Jinsha Bay … It seems that people are prepared.
"What do you want my father to do?" Yang Muyu suddenly clever asked "aunt you won’t have a crush on my dad? Hehe, I don’t care about multiple aunts. "
"The younger generation is looking for death!" Silver mask immediately angry reluctance way
Yang Chen stayed for a while and then he came here for nothing. This man is actually a woman, but he is not white. Why can Yang Muyu see others at a glance? He didn’t even see it.
"Eleven Niang, I won you a lot of gold yesterday. How can you turn your face and deny people after a day?" Yang Muyu is still pulling a pair of naive "although you don’t look so good, if you have a crush on my dad, I can still hook you up with something … you won’t kill me, will you? You don’t have to be a child to be small these days … I’m so poor, dad. You can’t marry such a fierce woman. "
Looking at the silver mask, Yang Muyu is busy looking scared and hiding behind Yang Chen’s land. Yang Chen is in distress situation. What’s going on? This small mouth is really not ordinary mean.
"Looking for death!" The silver mask was so angry that the tone changed. His fingers were wide open and he grabbed Yang Muyu’s head hard.
Yang Muyu didn’t move. Yang Chen’s finger gently cut a red firm but gentle wrist at the silver mask. If she doesn’t back down, the arm will be scrapped.
The silver mask was so busy that she stepped back and took a deep breath to calm her anger. Why didn’t she think that a 15-year-old child could see her disguise? How is that possible?
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Yang Chen asked, and at the same time, he gently shook his sword with a brilliant red, which was uncertain at the tip of the sword.
"I have always smelled Mr. Yang’s medical skill group, which is the first pharmacist in this mountain and sea community. We want to ask Mr. Yang to prepare some medicines." The silver mask said coldly.
"Please fill my prescription?" Yang Chen said lightly, "It’s not worthwhile to do this. You should know my rules. If I have money, I will give you a potion, no matter what medicine."
"Mr. Yang is really a refreshing person!" The silver mask said, "Well, we don’t want others to know that if Mr. Yang rationed us and gave the prescription to others, wouldn’t our silver be white?"
Yang Chen couldn’t help frowning and secretly complaining. If he had been killed directly at ordinary times, these people would have repaired it, but they wouldn’t have stopped him. But he is still carrying a Yang Muyu around him, but his hands and feet are tied and he can’t move. Besides the silver mask opposite, the weapons in the hands of the other four bronze masks are pointing at Yang Muyu.
These people want to come and have a plan. If he wants to leave, they will leave Yang Muyu hostage at all costs.
Yang Muyu also don’t understand these people exactly is what position? Obviously-they knew that Yang Chen’s name office would come to him, but what puzzled him was that Eleven Niang was actually a martial arts expert. Yesterday, she lost almost all her clothes in the Silver Hook Gambling House.
"So Eleven Niang wants to detain my father?" Yang Muyu’s face suddenly fell. "Or are you going to let my dad kill them after preparing the medicine? Oh, I’m reminding you that drugs can boost your spirits, which is equal to quenching thirst by drinking poison, which is not the right way. "
The silver mask and the four bronze masks are hard to hide. How did she know that they were drugs to make a difference? How is that possible?
It turns out that Yang Muyu can recognize Eleven Niangs at a glance. It’s not that he has anything extraordinary, but that he is very sensitive to the taste of medicine. At first, the ghost servant was hidden by him, and because he had some special taste of medicine, he couldn’t hide it in the end.
Yesterday, he met Eleven Niang. This woman has a faint smell of medicine. Not only he but also the medicine can feel it, but he didn’t care at that time. After all, although women like rouge, they also like some messy medicines.
Until eleven Niang appeared just now, she had been hiding in Yang Muyu’s waist. The rabbit suddenly moved to wake him up. He immediately knew that the silver mask in front of him was the girl who almost lost her clothes in the silver hook gambling house yesterday.
He tried to ask her, but she didn’t deny that Yang Muyu suddenly realized what medicine she was wearing. Because of the same medicine, he also wanted to configure it-to raise spiritual strength.
It’s because he practiced extinction and Yang Tie repeatedly did as he said. If he didn’t get it right, he would die of spiritual violence. He didn’t configure the potion to raise spiritual strength.
"That’s what we don’t worry about, Yang Gong!" The silver mask sneered, "You’d better mind your own business."
Yang Muyu shook his head and gently sighed, "I’m afraid that the medicine will raise my spiritual strength-"Here he deliberately lived.
"What are you afraid of?" The silver mask is not afraid of what he knows. Anyway, neither of the father will leave today. "Afraid … hey hey, what should I tell you?" Yang Muyu suddenly laughed strangely. "You’re not me."
The silver mask realized that he had been played by him-he immediately angered, "The younger generation wants to die!"
"Don’t keep saying," Come here if you have something to do … "Yang Muyu said and made a gesture of contempt." Tianyimen is really getting back and letting a woman like you come out to work? "
"What did you say?" The silver mask was frightened, "Who is Tianyimen?" Heart andao "this little leave him"