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Instead, he went straight to the Martial Master, stopped him and asked, "Old man, you said your name is Yang Xiude?
Then do you have a son named Yang Zaiwu? "
The martial artist is actually less than 40 years old, and he doesn't look old. He looks like he is in his 30s. Logically, he shouldn't be called an old man at all.
But he was so anxious that he didn't think so much.
After Yang Chen's words fell, beside the martial artist, a young man of [-] or [-] in training clothes said in surprise, "I am Yang Zaiwu, do you know me?"
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Chapter 966 Dare to Beat My Grandpa? (First update!)
Tianjin Yang's martial arts, this may be a coincidence.
The name of the martial arts curator is Yang Xiude, which can also be said to be a coincidence.
Yang Xiude has a son named Yang Zaiwu, which can be said to be a coincidence.
However, when all these coincidences are added together, it may no longer be a coincidence.
It's a fact!
The martial artist in front of him is Yang Chen's great-grandfather, and the eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth is his grandfather.
Yang Chen was stunned.
No, Yang Chen was shocked.
Followed by anger again.
These oriental devils dared to beat his grandfather and his great-grandfather in front of him.
Also, if these oriental devils hadn't smashed his great-grandfather's martial arts gym, why would his great-grandfather have left Tianjin and died with hatred, and their Yang family would not have fallen into ruin.
Nor will he be a bad young man.
Maybe he is still a second-generation martial artist, hugging the beautiful women who adore him on the left and right, not to mention how nourishing his small life is.
All of this was caused by this group of hateful oriental bastards in front of me!
Now he is given the opportunity to travel back to the era of his great-grandfather. This is really good and evil will be rewarded.
"Baga! You're dead!"
Seeing that the hateful guy in front of him ignored him, the wild wolf of the mountain pass became furious, and after sternly shouting, he raised his fist and punched Yang Chen on the back of the head.
With this punch, Wild Wolf of Yamaguchi shot out angrily, almost using all his strength.
If it hits hard, Yang Chen will have to crack his head.
"Little brother, be careful!"
Yang Xiude and his son were shocked when they saw this, but it was too late to stop them.
But the next moment, a scene that shocked them happened.
The back of Yang Chen's head seemed to have eyes, and with a slight tilt, he avoided the seemingly fatal punch of the wild wolf in the pass.
This was not over yet, what shocked the two of them even more was that Yang Chen raised his right hand and easily grabbed the wrist of the wild wolf in the mountain pass.
No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get away.
"hiss!--"
As soon as the experts make a move, they will know if there is any.
Both Yang Xiude and his son were taken aback. They had personally experienced the strength of the wild wolf in the mountain pass.
The young man in front of him didn't even look back, and easily subdued the mountain pass wild wolf with a raised hand.
Master!
This is definitely a master, and the kind of master!
At this moment, they felt a little anticipation in their hearts.
The mountain pass wild wolf only felt that it was not a hand that grabbed his wrist, but more like a pair of iron pliers.
With the force of the iron tongs, a piercing pain slowly spread from his right wrist to the brain through the nerves, and finally to the limbs.
The pain distorted the face of Wild Wolf of the Mountain Pass to the extreme.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't struggle.
By this time, consternation had replaced the anger deep within him.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, several Japanese ronin next to him raised their fists one after another, as if they were about to charge over.
Yang Chen loosened his right hand.
Because of inertia, the Wild Wolf of Yamaguchi stepped back a few steps "thump, thump, thump," and finally lost its center of gravity. It fell backwards in the Yangsha Luoyan style, and lay on the ground with all its arms and legs.
"Baga! Who is yours?"
With the support of two ronin, the Wild Wolf of Yamaguchi got up from the ground. Because he had seen Yang Chen's power, he didn't dare to make a move before he knew his identity.
"Too... Mr. Yang, leave the rest of the matter to me."
Yang Chen smiled slightly at Yang Xiude and his son, who looked shocked in front of them, then turned around slowly, looked at the sweating Yamaguchi wild wolf, and said word by word: "Little bastard, listen carefully, I am from China. people!"
"it is good!"
Outside the martial arts hall, when Yang Chen blurted out the words 'I am a Chinese', all the Chinese couldn't help but burst into excitement and clapped their hands in applause.
At this moment, they, who have been bullied by foreigners, felt a sense of national pride for the first time.
At this time, Pa Er and Ouyang Qing also separated from the crowd and came to the gate of the martial arts hall.
The two were about to walk over, but Yang Chen stopped them with his eyes.
"Baga! Are you looking for death?"
Feeling the unprecedented humiliation, the wild wolf in the mountain pass couldn't help but turned around and roared at the crowd.
Everyone recovered from their excitement and subconsciously closed their mouths.
quiet!