On the top floor of Ailing Building, one of the very spacious rooms has become a practice room. When you have nothing to do, Lin Yang will practice martial arts and martial arts here. Sometimes he or she dares not slackew on the slightest.

After all, there are even more powerful players. Even if there are secret techniques left by Master Fist Saint Yan Chi and various boxing tutorials, Lin Yang did not dare to be arrogant at all, and always felt that there were still many shortcomings.

For example, the young master Murong is a few years older than him and has obviously higher martial arts skills. As for other aspects, he is also very excellent, and he is clearly the one among the people.

According to the level of cultivation, beginners call them warriors, followed by warriors, martial artists, great martial artists, Wuhou, Wu Emperor, Wu Zong, Wu Saint, and even at the highest level, the Martial God.

Among them, each level below the Wu Emperor has three levels of primary, middle and high, and above the Wuzong are from the first to ninth level. It can be seen that practicing martial arts is not easy, especially to reach a very high level, which is even more difficult than reaching the blue sky.

Lin Yang took Zhuyan Fruit, sucked the blood of the colorful Vajra Python, and then used Qi Gathering Pill to assist him. Now he has finally reached the middle stage of Wuhou. He is also quite powerful. He is already a very amazing existence among the younger generation.

By chance, he obtained the Six-Meridian Sword from the Duan Family in Dali, which was even more like a treasure. He often studied it alone in the practice room, but this technique was too profound and the success rate during the practice was very low, so he could occasionally successfully stimulate a sword.

Fortunately, Lin Yang was not discouraged. He believed in one sentence that hard work pays off. He felt that as long as he persevered, there would always be a day of success.

As for another unique skill, Lingbo Feibu, he has already mastered it initially and his light skills have been greatly improved, which is worthy of gratitude.

It was sunny outside, but a surprising scene appeared. There were many ragged beggars coming from all directions and gathering continuously in front of Ailing Building.

Many beggars came in vans and small trucks. In more than ten minutes, four or five hundred beggars gathered at the entrance of the building, and many people were holding sticks. The scene was spectacular.

In this way, it will inevitably affect the office of Ailing Group Company, and some customers who come to negotiate business are blocked from a distance and cannot enter.

Security manager Zhao Hui led dozens of security guards to the door quickly and stood above the steps. Seeing the many beggars in front of him, he couldn't help but feel dizzy and felt it was too terrifying.

Zhao Hui shouted with a dark face: "What do you mean? You dare to come over to make trouble without looking at what place this place?"

Among the beggars, the leader was an old man with white hair and beard, with a fleshy face and nine small pockets on his shoulders, showing his identity. He was the head of the palm of the nine-bag elders of the Beggars' Sect and had a very high status in the gang.

The world has been passed down for thousands of years, and the six major sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, Kunlun, and Litong. The leaders are all masters of the generation and have a great reputation.

There are two other famous people, namely Murong Xuan, the son of the Murong family in Gusu, is young and knowledgeable and talented, and has outstanding martial arts. He has become famous in the south of the Yangtze River and almost everyone knows it.

In the north, the leader of the Beggars' Sect Peng Chong was highly respected, and the Eighteen Palms of Fulong are famous all over the world. Therefore, there are Nan Murong and Bei Peng Chong in the martial arts world, which makes people yearn for it. From the leader of the Beggars' Sect, the most noble ones are the eight nine-bag elders, namely the elders of the passing power, the law enforcement elders, the palm rod dragon head and the palm bowl dragon head, and the four guardian elders, and then the rudders of each branch, who are responsible for the eight-bag disciples.

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Lian Dahai, the leader of Yunhai branch, was beaten and injured very much. How could he swallow his anger and report it to the gang quickly?

So, the Dragon Head of the Palm Leader led many members to arrive here, and found the whereabouts of the murderer, and gathered over to force Lin Yang to appear, or even punish him severely.

Facing Zhao Hui's questioning, the Dragon Head of the Palm Roar yelled: "I don't care where you are. Hurry up and let that bastard Lin Yang get out. He dares to beat our Beggars' Sect. He is impatient."

The sound was like thunder, resounding around the building, and even alarmed Lin Yang on the top floor. He opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and purple light shone out from his starry eyes, looking down from a high place.

Damn, what should I do if there are so many people coming to the Beggars’ Sect?

You definitely can't confront it head-on, otherwise it will be more of a loss!

Lin Yang's eyes rolled, and after a plan, he called Xia Shuyuan, the captain of Yunhai riot, and said, "Captain Xia, I am your fake boyfriend."

Xia Shuyuan's crisp voice came out and she said dissatisfiedly: "Stop, I asked you to pretend to be your boyfriend for work needs. Now the task is over. Don't say that in the future. I already have a boyfriend. You can give up your thoughts as soon as possible."

Unexpectedly, a joke caused so many complaints. Lin Yang thought to himself, you are really beautiful and look very energetic, but I didn’t want to pursue you either.

"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. If you have any questions, many beggars come to our company. There are hundreds of people, probably members of the Beggars' Gang, who deliberately disrupt public order and affect our office. You can come and deal with it."

"What, members of the Beggar Gang, so many people have come, when did you make a fuss with them?" Xia Shuyuan said in surprise.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you in detail later. You'd better bring people here and drive them away."

"Okay, I'll be covered with me, I'll be there soon."

After the phone was hung up, Lin Yang let out a long sigh. It seemed that it was right to make good friends. He helped Xia Shuyuan last time, but now he is in trouble, so he came to help without hesitation.

That girl has a sharp mouth and a slander, and she is still pretty good.

At this moment, the security guard confronted the members of the Beggars' Gang, as if they were facing a great enemy!

Seeing that the other party had nine pockets on his shoulder, Zhao Hui took a deep breath. It turned out that the ninth generation elder of the Beggars' Sect came here in person. There were so many members gathering, which might not be easy to deal with.

Even so, he was not afraid. Thinking that his iron sand palm had achieved success and was currently in the middle of the great martial arts, he was ready to test it out to see how powerful the elders of the Beggar Gang were.

With such an idea, Zhao Hui ordered his men not to act rashly, then walked down the steps and said in a deep voice: "If you want the eldest young master to show up, you must pass my level first."

The palm head looked at the strong man opposite, glanced at the almost deformed hands, and snorted coldly: "So it's a master of iron sand palm. That's fine. This elder is just a little itchy. I'll try it with you and try it."

The old guy was so arrogant that he obviously didn't look at him. Zhao Hui felt angry and said in a deep voice: "Then I'm not polite." He moved secretly, black appeared in his palm, and suddenly shot out at the old man's shoulder, with extremely strong force.

Many members of the Beggar Gang saw it carefully, thinking that this guy was really good at it, but he was not worried at all. He dared to fight with the head of the palm. Aren’t you a big deal about Tai Sui? You are obviously asking for trouble.

This palm fell fiercely on the shoulders of the dragon head of the palm. Suddenly, Zhao Hui realized something was wrong and saw the old man's shoulder sinking, making his palm seem to hit a pile of cotton, which is difficult to cause damage.
Chapter completed!