Chapter 152 152 Mulberry field
Mulberry Ye took the medicine, dragged Lan Tianqin back to her seat, and smiled like a fool: "Those people are going to die, my brother is angry, let's go, let's sit and watch the fun."
Lan Tianqin glanced at the tall and straight boy on the stage, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was pulled back obediently by Sang Ye.
Yu Zhi looked at the young man who couldn't see his original appearance, and sighed helplessly, all of them didn't take themselves seriously.
Take a wet kerchief to clean up the blood on Lan Tianqin, and then apply all the unfinished medicine. Fortunately, the wound is not punctured, otherwise I have to go to the hospital for stitches.
It is the injury of the eyes that needs to be paid attention to.
"Go and tell your grandfather that he is safe, come over and eat something, can you eat it? Will it hurt? Why don't you go to the hospital? There should be an infirmary in the base."
Lan Tianqin has a warm heart, his parents are not often around, even if they are, his mother is not a temperament that will take care of him tenderly.
Her mother would just take a look, she couldn't die, and then threw a bottle of medicine over and let him handle it by himself.
His father is even worse, he will only call him ashamed when he is injured.
Unlike Ye Zi’s family, Uncle Sang would teach him how to defeat the enemy, and Aunt Sang would treat his wound gently, give him medicine, ask him if it hurts, and worry about him.
Xiao Li will get angry and avenge him, and Ye Zi will make him happy.
Smiling and shaking his head: "Thank you, Aunt Yu, I don't hurt, it's nothing serious, I don't need to go to the hospital."
Yu Zhi shook his head and laughed: "Silly boy, how can it not hurt, go to your grandpa."
On the stage, Mulberry's black and white eyes calmly fell on the Meng family.
The indifferent and peaceful aura on his body made the already hot scene cool down after several fights.
The people who had been discussing enthusiastically just now gradually quieted down, waiting for the young boy to speak.
Mr. Mo looked at Sangshui's young age, but he had the aura to control and drive the audience, and said bitterly: "You old ruffian, you don't know the blessings you have cultivated in several lifetimes, these little **** are all older than you Stuff is strong."
Master Sang raised his chin proudly: "No way, plant it well."
Master Mo sprayed him all over the face, turned his head away, and ignored him.
Mulberry's goal is very clear, the Meng family.
Everyone followed his gaze, and their eyes also fell on the Meng family, secretly sighing that the juniors of the Sang family were so brave, and directly challenged the Meng family.
Judging from his ten-year-old age, this is not like a challenge, but more like a provocation.
Meng Tianshou's gentle and harmless, magnanimous and loving persona are all broken.
Little bastard, I knew at first sight that he had a lot of heart, and he dared to challenge the Meng family on such an occasion.
Sangshen said: "Old Meng, you don't mind if I challenge the two of you alone? The boy is a fledgling, has never experienced hardships, has suffered hardships, doesn't know restraint, doesn't know how to be high or low, so he just wants to do something that others won't do."
"It is said that your boss is kind and gentle, and you won't care about the younger generation. I hope you can help the boy's willful behavior."
"Because of your generosity and kindness, I think that if your family loses, with your generosity, they will not be blamed, so the kid can feel at ease."
Everyone took a deep breath, not too big, not too timid, and dared to challenge two of them. Is this really something newborn calves can do?
Didn't you deliberately disrespect the Meng family?
He also self-deprecated and cut off the retreat of the Meng family. Is the Sang family going to war with the Meng family?
Thinking wildly, everyone couldn't help turning their attention to the Sang family.
The Sang family were all calm and indifferent, completely devoid of any intentions.
Everyone had no choice but to continue looking at the Meng family.
The expressions of all members of the Meng family were so gloomy that water dripped out, only Meng Tianshou managed to maintain a calm smile.
"Young people are talented, the children of the Sang family really deserve their reputation, courageous and aggressive."
Sangshou pretended not to understand the hint of threat and anger in Meng Tianshou's words, and bowed her hands: "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for your compliment."
Meng Tianshou said coldly to himself: "Okay, it's rare that you have such courage. You don't respond to such a small request. It seems that the old man is unreasonable. It's just a competition, two or three people are fine."
"However, in the arena, fists and feet have no eyes, you child, you have to be careful when you look at the weak and weak."
Mulberry's face remained unchanged, as if she didn't understand the meaning of Meng Tianshou's words, she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Meng, for reminding me that the kid doesn't have the natural power of my younger sister, but it doesn't mean that I don't have the strength to restrain a chicken. Personally, I can still handle it."
Meng Tianshou pursed his lips, not knowing whether to live or die: "You can choose the person yourself. If you are new here, I will treat you as a landlord and play with you. Winning or losing doesn't have to be taken seriously."
Mulberry lowered her eyes slightly, the friendship of the landlord? Seriously take yourself seriously, the imperial capital, you are not the head of the Meng family.
"I wonder if Comrade Meng can still fight?"
It was Meng Wenchao who asked.
Meng Wenchao was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he was about to stand up immediately.
As a result, I moved too much, pulled my left waist, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time, angry and ashamed.
Meng Tianshou pursed his lips and asked someone to take him away.
Sangshen looked away calmly: "It seems that we can't fight any more, so how about this Comrade Meng and the comrade guard next to Mr. Meng?"
They were talking about Meng Wenchang and Xu San.
Meng Wenchang and everyone were not surprised, after all, there was Meng Wenchao in front of him.
But Xu San, everyone thinks that he is a bit overconfident?
Although Sang Ye beat Chai Lin, it doesn't mean that another child of the Sang family at the same age can beat Xu San in a 1v2 situation.
Xu Sanan is older than Chai Lin, and may be a little weaker in physical fitness, but his skills, combat skills, and combat experience are definitely not inferior to Chai Lin.
Even because he was by Meng Tianshou's hand, he was black when he was close to ink, so he learned some insidious tricks no matter what, and became stronger.
Choosing Xu San is a bit ambitious and suspicious of life and death.
While watching the play, everyone kept sighing that the Sang family was too proud.
For the Meng family, Mulberry's challenge is an insult to them. Picking an opponent is doubly insulting.
Meng Tianshou's dark eyes fell on Mulberry, not angry but arrogant.
Mulberry didn't care, such eyes didn't feel oppressive to him.
Meng Wenchang's seemingly simple and honest face carried imperceptible shame and anger.
There are quite a few Meng family members present, but a brat chooses him because he thinks he is easy to bully?
Xu San pursed her lips, feeling dissatisfied in her heart.
He was by Meng Tianshou's side. He was not a big shot, but he was not underestimated.
He respects the father and son Sang, but it doesn't mean that he can tolerate the contempt for him by the younger generation of the Sang family.
"Boy of the Sang family, are you sure?"
Mulberry cupped her fists: "Please enlighten me."
"Okay." Xu San jumped onto the ring, Meng Wenchang was silent for a moment, then followed him up.
"How to fight?" Xu San asked.
"Since we said one-to-two, let's go together, please."
Xu San was still a little hesitant, he really couldn't make a move on a child.
But Meng Wenchang didn't have any doubts, and a venomous look flashed across his dull face: "Then I'll offend you."
As soon as the voice fell, he quickly shot, and the fierce five claws went straight to the vitals of Mulberry, with the intention of making Mulberry not dead and half of his life.
Xu San opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he didn't follow suit.
His age, status and status are here, so it's easy to take the initiative to make a move, let alone two-on-one.
Thinking about waiting for Mulberry to make a move, he should just defend.
Mulberry was not polite, she just wanted to give the Meng family a warning, so naturally she would not show mercy, even though Xu San was a bit upright.
It can only be said that the positions are different, and they are destined not to be friends.
The moment Meng Wenchang attacked, Mulberry disappeared like a phantom in place, and when it reappeared, behind Xu San, he punched Xu San's acupuncture points on his waist.
Xu San frowned in pain, and groaned, a little unbelievable that he didn't catch Mulberry's movement.
Mulberry said softly: "I forgot to remind you, my advantage lies in speed."
Dodged again, appeared beside Meng Wenchang who was about to attack him, and punched Meng Wenchang's temple with his fingers, which made Meng Wenchang dizzy and didn't react for a while.
Xu San came to his senses, his brows darkened, it was he who underestimated Mulberry, and he became cautious in his next response.
Xu San's attack is very tricky, somewhat similar to Sang Ye's style of attack, which is unpredictable and tinged with evil.
But he doesn't have the evil spirit of mulberry leaves, and he still has some bottom lines. He doesn't have some shameless moves, and he won't hurt his eyes when he hits them.
Because of his rich combat experience, he knows where the human body is the weakest, which direction to attack is the most unpredictable, and when to attack is the most difficult to resist.
After a fight, Mulberry didn't take advantage.
But mulberry wins in speed, and is familiar with the acupuncture points of the human body.
He couldn't use the blade, so he attacked the painful acupuncture points, and Xu San didn't take advantage of it for a while.
Even Mulberry could give Meng Wenchang a hit from time to time, beating Meng Wenchang to the point where he couldn't resist.
It was obviously a battle of three people, but Meng Wenchang couldn't intervene, and he was attacked by Mulberry from time to time, which was as funny as playing a monkey, and everyone in the Meng family looked darker.
Everyone in the audience could understand that Mulberry was playing tricks on Meng Wenchang.
Sang Ye bared her little white teeth, and told everyone about science: "Do you know how my brother's speed is trained?"
Elder Sang and Father Sang didn’t even know about it, so they waited for Sang Ye to speak with great interest.
Master Mo and others also came over to listen.
The abilities of the children of the Sang family were indeed beyond everyone's expectations.
It is said that he was born with mud legs, but this ability is really not up to the mud legs.
Sang Ye said twice, and began to explode her brother's rumors: "From the age of two, my father asked my brother to catch cats with his bare hands, and catch wild cats on the mountain. If he can't catch them, he is not allowed to eat."
"At the beginning, my brother couldn't catch one for ten days and a half months, and he was really hungry for ten days and a half months. If it wasn't for the milk that secretly poured two sips of water, my brother would have starved to death."
"Later, when my brother was able to catch cats, my dad frantically asked him to catch wild foxes and wild civet cats on the mountain. Anyway, whatever is fast, catch whatever, ten per day."
"Add ten more every two days. If you can't catch them, you won't be allowed to eat. It won't be finished until you can catch as many as you want."
"Let's not talk about whether you can catch it or not. It's a blessing to find it. For three whole years, my brother was as hungry as a little refugee. It was fun."
Play?
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched wildly, you are really a real sister.
It started at the age of two, lasted for three years, and was only five years old.
So, a five-year-old mulberry can roam the mountains and plains, easily find wild civets, cats and wild foxes, and catch them?
Wang Xinfeng pursed his mouth, what is this? Sang Dazhuang, that little shriveled kid, has even more frenzied moments.
The two children have survived until now, and their fate is really hard.
Yuzhi was silent, she didn't know these things, but she didn't know that they were under the same roof, and it was ironic to say it.
Heh, such a mother, no wonder the two children were unwilling to recognize her before.
Master Mo smiled and asked: "Then how did your father train you? If you can't pass the test, you are not allowed to eat?"
Sang Ye sighed quietly: "Yes, who made Lao Sang's family take eating as their life? You don't have to sleep, but you have to eat."
"My father is not a man. He knows my strength. He said that he was afraid that I would grow into a silly girl with brute force. Since I was two years old, he let me climb mountains with a stone weighing nearly a hundred catties and race against wolves. Such a small child, he I'm not afraid that I'll be shortened and I won't grow taller."
"At the beginning, I was a bit human. I only let a wolf chase me. Later, I was able to run a little faster. Not only did he increase the weight, but he also let a group of wolves chase me. In the end, he even let me take hundreds of catties from the wolf den. lift up the stone."
"No tools are allowed, no external force is allowed, no opportunistic means are allowed, pity me, a small person, I have nothing but force, I can't break stones, small arms and legs, how can I hold it."
"If you can't pass the test, you won't have anything to eat. You're so hungry that you're dreaming in the middle of the night. You almost ate my brother. What a crime."
Everyone was shocked, Sang Dazhuang trained the children to death, hard enough.
"Then how did you make it?" Mo Younan asked anxiously.
Sang Ye glanced at her: "Of course it was brought out by raising both hands." What else can I do, and there is no shortcut.
Mo Younan... I was so curious, I thought there was some earth-shattering story about weeping ghosts and gods, but in the end, that's it?
That's it?
It’s easy to say, but not many people can do it.
How easy is it to get out of the wolf's den holding a stone weighing hundreds of catties?
Everyone didn't speak, they couldn't comment on Sang Dazhuang. Because they can't, no one around them can.
The people in Lao Sang's family have always been like this, leaving people speechless.
Yuzhi's heart ached a little. The two children suffered a lot in places she didn't know.
She doesn't blame Sang Dazhuang for being cruel, she believes that when he trained the two children, he had a loving father's heart.
He must have worked harder and worked harder than the kids.
The child still has his father to teach and his father to protect him, but when he was young, he could only rely on himself.
What she blames is herself. Whether it is a man or a child, when she is needed, she has never participated, and she has not played the role that a wife and mother should have.
He stretched out his hand and touched the head of Mulberry Ye, who was beaming with joy, and his eyes fell on Mulberry on the stage.
The little boy is tall and straight like a green pine, and his expression is always indifferent and distant, but his thoughts are very delicate, and he loves her mother very much. He is a very warm little boy.
Mulberry seemed to notice Yuzhi's gaze, and glanced this way.
The corners of her lips raised slightly, and the elm branch could be seen clearly.
On the stage, Meng Wenchang seemed to be a little irritable after being teased, he let out a roar, and rushed towards Mulberry without hesitation.
Mulberry's eyes moved slightly, her body flashed, and she stopped behind Meng Wenchang, kicking Meng Wenchang's ass.
Meng Wenchang was like a tortoise, flapping his limbs, falling off the ring, lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, causing everyone to hold back their laughter.
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