While Zhao Dong was practicing Xiao Zhao Feishi there, an old man with gray hair but energetic hair slowly walked into the small bush wearing a blue silk martial arts outfit. There were many people here in the morning, so he didn't like to squeeze in with others here. It was the afternoon when it was very quiet and he could practice kung fu here.

However, before I could enter it today, I heard "bola" sounds. The old man couldn't help but frown. Unexpectedly, there were still people here today. He shook his head and was about to leave, but after walking two steps, he walked back. He wanted to see who ran to his place of practice in the afternoon.

Split the small bushes, the old man stepped to the edge of the open space and saw Zhao Dong throwing stones there. The sound was the sound of the stone hitting the pole of a small tree.

The old man couldn't help but smile. The young man now is really playing such a trick. Could it be that he also thinks that the superb hidden weapon skill in the novel is real.

However, the old man was soon attracted by Zhao Dong, and his eyes became more and more surprised, because every time Zhao Dong raised his hand, the stone would be hit on the small tree. However, with his eyesight, he could not see where Zhao Dong took out the stone, nor could he see the flight route of the stone. Then he saw that the stone was hit on the small tree, and the parts hit by several stones were the same, and a small pit had been hit by the small tree.

Even though the old man was over 60 years old and almost seventy, he had practiced for many years. Even now, the ten or eight-year-old men could not get close to him, and his eyesight was even more extraordinary. Not to mention whether he could see the flying mosquitoes male or female, it would definitely be much sharper than ordinary people's eyes, but he didn't see how Zhao Dong threw this stone out, and he felt more and more incredible as he looked at it.

Seeing Zhao Dong paused for a moment, the old man could no longer help it and shouted, "Young man...ah!" As soon as he shouted three words, he screamed, covered his stomach and bent down, pointing at Zhao Dong, his eyes burst into tears, and he looked like he was in pain.

Zhao Dong was also shocked. He was practicing so hard that he didn't notice the old man walking in. When he paused just now, he was just using up the stones in the space to collect the stones. When the old man shouted, he subconsciously turned his head and habitually shot another stone.

"Old man! How are you...? Where did you hit you?" Zhao Dong hurried over and supported the old man, looking at the old man with a panic look on his face.

The old man took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you know where I hit me?"

"This..." Zhao Dong glanced at the old man's covered part and almost laughed. He hit the old man's lower body right away, and the old man must have a lot of pain, but looking at the old man's situation, he should not be seriously injured. He laughed dryly and said, "I'm so sorry, I don't even say a word when you come."

The old man glared again: "Grandma, little brat, I was beaten by you just as soon as I spoke. Do you still know how to respect the elderly and love the young? I am so old, you will beat you too."

"This... is this an accident? I see, you are full of energy and majestic. You are not a simple person at first glance. A small stone will definitely not hurt you, right?"

The old man was really depressed at this time. He had not been injured for many years. Unexpectedly, he was given a stone by this young man today, and it was hit on the vital part. If someone familiar saw this, the old face would be completely lost. Zhao Dong's words also made him unable to hold down his face and argue with Zhao Dong. He endured the pain and straightened his waist, and said, "Do you think you, a stinky brat, can really hurt me?"

Zhao Dong looked at the old man's fine beads of sweat on his head and the muscles on his face that kept twitching, but he was even more amused. But he was worried that he would really hurt someone. Then he was so guilty. After praising the old man, he said carefully: "This... old man, I think... you just call me twice and endure it... it's very painful."

"You..." The old man had to force him to stand up because of Zhao Dong's words, but Zhao Dong's next sentence immediately hit him to death. The strong breath suddenly ejaculated, covered his stomach and bent down, but he did not shout.

"This..." Zhao Dong held the old man and felt a sudden sensation. He was in his sixties or seventies, so that thing was probably quite fragile. If he was really beaten, he would have caused a big disaster. He told his mother again that he would not have made her angry. Since she was alone with her, she was the least she wanted to see her sadness.

"Ah! Bad boy!" While he was thinking about it here, the old man suddenly straightened his waist and shouted, slapped Zhao Dong on the body. Zhao Dong had no time to react and was staggered in an instant, and the palm in his chest was heart-wrenching. The old man immediately slapped again and again.

Zhao Dong felt ashamed, and the other party was an old man, so he could not fight back, so he had to hold his head and stubbornly. He hoped that the old man would hit him a few times and let him breathe this and not stick it to his home even if he turned around.

The old man hit him a few times and stopped, but he was a little surprised. Seeing Zhao Dong's method of throwing stones just now, he should be a good family, but when he hit him, he was simply a young man who knew nothing about martial arts, which made him a little puzzled, but at the same time he was even more curious about Zhao Dong.

At this time, Zhao Dong hugged his head and secretly glanced at the old man, saying, "You... OK?"

"Okay, fortunately I didn't let you beat me up in a flash." When the old man mentioned this, he was furious and answered angrily.

"Hehe... that's good!" Zhao Dong stood up straight, but immediately gnawed his teeth and said, "Why are you so powerful, you are so hard? It hurts to hit someone."

"Hmph, it's up to you because you didn't do anything to me. You'll beat you lightly, otherwise I'll be beaten to pieces." The old man snorted coldly.

Zhao Dong was quite guilty at first, but the old man also hit him. Now he was like this again. He felt guilty and curled his lips, saying, "That means that you are too fragile and it hurts when you touch it, but it's nothing. Even if it's not bad, you can basically not use it."

The old man was immediately angry at Zhao Dong and screamed: "Ah! Boy, what did you say! Tell you... I'm using it so cool. My wife is only forty years old."

"Wow, you are so strong that you are so strong. Thirty years old, like a wolf, forty years old, so powerful!" Zhao Dong gave the old man a thumbs up, but his eyes were filled with a playful smile.

(The old book "Rebirth: Boiling Youth" is about to be completed. I think this book is thin, and the book is 2.7 million words, so I can read it.)
Chapter completed!