Chapter 61 than seniority, you are tender

Update Time: 2013-02-22

“Brat, that’s enough.”

Just as the crowd watched this scene with heartbreaking concern, but suddenly heard a soft to the core voice come, everyone turned to look, but saw a graceful and luxurious woman come with faith, Qin Yang skimmed his mouth, got up and kicked the ugly man out, saying, “Mom, if you plead on behalf of old man Han, I definitely won’t listen to you.”

“He’s Qin Yang’s mom?” Liu Molan looked at Han Caixuan with surprise, this woman regardless of temperament and appearance, it is not difficult to see is the kind of long-term pampered noblewoman, just Qin Yang but sometimes rogue like a child, sometimes like a grown-up, and Han Caixuan is simply heaven and earth well.

“You make so much trouble, do not know enough ah? Han Lao is also your senior, you’re fighting with your senior, it’s too much.” Han Caixuan reached out and pointed at his head, glaring at him, but with a smile in her eyes.

Qin Yang grunted, revealing his right arm, pointing at a hideous scar, before pointing at old man Han, saying, “This is left behind by their Han family, I’m a master of baring my teeth, even if you let me let old man Han go today, I’ll definitely kill the Han family with a watermelon knife in my hand. I can’t afford to hold back my feelings, and they’re not qualified to make me afford it either.”

The so-called is the child is the mother’s tire on the meat, Han Caixuan thought Qin Yang and Han old man some grudges is only between the juniors some small fights, Qin Yang is also violent temper, so it will make such a big mess, just when she saw this hideous and terrible scars, only feel like long in their own heart, the pain of panic.

This kind of scar was made by a sharp arrow at a glance, and one could even imagine how hideous and terrible the wound was when it hadn’t yet scarred.

“Uncle Han.” Han Caixuan’s eyes sank, no matter what, it was her own son, where could she feel at ease when her son was so seriously injured?

Old man Han smiled bitterly, Han Ye also said that he gave Qin Yang a heavy blow, all because at first Han Tian was forced to take action by the threat to his life, and then he heard that Qin Yang was unharmed, his heart couldn’t help but be a little surprised by this kid, so he came here to meet this kid, and didn’t think that this kind of thing would even happen.

Qin Yang laughed coldly and continued, “And mom, to say senior, this old man Han, although his surname is Han, but with you eight poles can not hit one side, the most important thing is that, Han Mufeng is my master, if you really want to count according to the seniority, he called me a senior uncle, is not enough.”

“Ah?”

Everyone was shocked.

But Qin Yang is indeed the truth truth, worship Han Mufeng as a master, in the whole of China dare to compare with him than the generation, in addition to his relatives, almost all have to be a few generations younger than him, even the old man Zhou who has already sailed to the west, he counted according to the generation is also the senior brother sad, this old man Han if Han Mufeng family children, then Qin Yang is really his master uncle.

“Kid, you talk nonsense.” Old man Han’s face reddened with anger as he exclaimed, “My family’s ancestor has passed away for many years, where did you come from as a disciple?”

“Is that so? Then do you want me to memorize the Han Family Ancestral Tradition for you, should I also play the Thirteen Shots of Formal Intelligence, a masterpiece of your Han Family that has been lost for many years, as well?” Qin Yang said grimly, “I’m telling you, don’t think this matter is over just like that, one day when I’m not happy, I’ll print copies of your Han family’s mastery and sell them, I’d like to see what other national arts you’re still proud of.”

“How do you know about the Thirteen Guns?” Old Man Han was shocked.

Qin Yang hummed, said, “Thirteen spears was originally Zhao Yun’s mastery, was passed on by Jiang Wei, after General Yue Wu Mu to Yue family army training experience as an aid to create Xingyi Quan, Han Shizhong and Yue Fei love like brothers, generation of transmission of Xingyi mastery, it is a pity that later on the wars do not stop, Xingyi mastery is lost, until a generation of warrior Han Mu Chivalry appeared out of the blue, to take the Li Cunyi and other master masters mastery to revitalize the prestige, but nai Thirteen shots are exquisite, he couldn’t figure it out, joined the Whampoa Military Academy expects to be able to recreate the thirteen shots in the military, but has been nothing, until Han Mu-feng served as the chief instructor of the Whampoa military, the two brothers were able to discover the true meaning of the thirteen shots, but it’s a pity that Han Mu-man is a pure and noble, not to be associated with the warlords, self-wasted body, do not want to concentrate on thirteen shots, and ultimately died of illness, and Han Mu-feng, but adhering to the will of the Han Mu-man, specializing in thirteen shots, and finally Completing this mastery, but unfortunately, ah, the war civil unrest, this mastery still did not pass on, Han Mu Feng has died immortal.”

“Since my ancestor has already passed away, why do you need to insult my Han family ancestor by saying that you are my ancestor’s disciple?” Old Man Han asked angrily.

Qin Yang laughed shamefully and said, “Who said that people can’t worship their masters when they’re dead? I, Qin Yang, can do it on the contrary, old man Han, it’s not good for you to believe it, it’s not good for you to disbelieve it, but I’ve already gotten all the true transmission of the Thirteen Guns Jutsu, humph, one day when I’m not in a good mood, you’ll see to whom I can sell this Jutsu to.”

“You!” Old man Han had to admit, the move that Qin Yang just made to attack the ugly man contained an attack he was familiar with but had never seen before, it wasn’t hard to imagine that this could possibly be the Thirteen Guns Jedi that had been lost in the Han family, his heart turned and he said, “Qin Yang, did you open the Purple Gold Box?”

“The Purple Gold Box is the treasure of Han Dongxue’s heart, I, Qin Yang, can’t do anything to break a woman’s heart.” Qin Yang snorted, “To say Han Dongxue, she is the direct lineage of the Han family, you? Hmph, for a box, would even send someone to hurt Han Dongxue’s life, this kind of person also still has the nerve to come out and show off, it’s simply a disgrace.”

“Bullshit, how have we ever injured Dongxue’s life?” Old man Han said angrily, “It’s just that Dongxue didn’t listen to us, but thought we were enemies before she avoided us three times. Qin Yang, you don’t speak out of turn here.”

“You dare to say that I speak out of turn? Fine, don’t you guys want to get the Han Family’s lost Thirteen Guns? Find a website tomorrow and I might post it.” Qin Yang said smugly, “I’m in a bad mood right now.”

“You, you you!”

Old Man Han was so angry that he didn’t know what to say.

And Han Caixuan’s face eased down, seeing her son so competitive to take revenge, it was false that her heart wasn’t happy, but on her mouth she still said, “Alright, have you been so angry?”

“Humph, Qin Yang, my Han family’s family heirloom you want to keep until when?” Old Man Han said with dissatisfaction.

Qin Yang spat and said, “That’s Han Dongxue’s, I’m just taking care of Han Dongxue, I, Qin Yang, won’t be shameless enough to hijack your Han Dongxue’s treasures, also, old man Han, I’ll tell you, how can I say that I’m also your senior uncle, don’t lean on my old age here, if you want to get your Han family’s treasures back then go and persuade Han Dongxue, if you guys want to play hard to get, I’ll certainly be with you, but there’s one thing for everything. But also, one size does not fit all, the matter between you and Han Dongxue as long as it is not hurtful I won’t bother, but my enmity with you guys, don’t think that it will end, I still say that I’m not happy right now, tomorrow I’ll inquire about your Han family’s enemies, and teach them the Thirteen Guns’ mastery!”