Pan Yue always felt that the white-haired middle-aged man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
"This master, could you please tell me your name?" Pan Yue asked.
"Lang Yuwen."
Lang Yuwen only said three brief words.
Pan Yue seemed to hear a thunderbolt, his whole body was shaken, and he pointed at Lang Yuwen, as if he had seen a ghost: "You...you..."
Lang Yuwen sneered: "Pan Yue, your memory is not very good!"
After that, without looking at him again, he raised his legs and walked inside.
Pan Yue quickly stopped him: "You! You can't go in!"
A kick flew from the side, and with a bang, Pan Yue was kicked out. Like a kite with a broken string, he crossed the gate tower and fell into the wall.
This was a kick from Mashan.
Ma Shan has been practicing on the plum blossom pile for half a year. He has already achieved some success in Yubu and has great strength in his legs. This is not a simple martial arts, but it already contains the mysteries of Taoism.
Ma Shan opened the way, and Lang Yuwen and Li Muchen walked in side by side.
After taking two steps, there was a bang inside, which was the sound of Pan Yue landing.
Then, there was a burst of chaotic shouting.
"The chief steward is injured!"
"The butler is dying!"
"They broke in!"
"Go and report to the head of the family!"
"Stop them quickly, don't let them in!"
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There were shouts and chaotic footsteps, and a group of security guards rushed out of the door first.
But facing these more than a hundred men in black, they were a little frightened and did not dare to step forward for a while.
It must be said that the bodyguards borrowed by Xu Tong were of extremely high quality. Up to this point, their expressions remained unchanged, their formation and footsteps were undisturbed, as if they had been programmed.
Li Muchen nodded slightly, it seemed that Xu Tong's strength was greater than he thought.
They kept moving forward without stopping.
The security guards of Pan Mansion have no way out. If they retreat further, they will be forced to enter the gate.
"stop!"
The leading security guard shouted.
Before he finished speaking, Ma Shan rushed up and kicked him away.
Then, with a left punch and a right palm, all the security guards in front of him were knocked away and a passage was opened.
He doesn't pursue, anyway, as long as the way forward is open, he doesn't fight anyone else, but if anyone stands in front of him, he will be ruthless.
Li Muchen and Lang Yuwen followed him and stepped into the gate of Pan's mansion.
Bodyguards in black also poured in, still surrounding them.
After entering the gate, I saw Pan Yue lying on the grass on the side in front, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, motionless and half-dead.
At this time, I suddenly heard a loud shout:
"Who is so bold as to break into Pan's house?"
I saw a group of people walking out of the inner garden. The first one was tall and strong, and he looked like he was practicing martial arts.
When the security guards saw them coming out, they stepped aside as if they were receiving a general amnesty.
The security captain walked over, pointed here and whispered a few words.
The man came over and saw these more than a hundred men in black, but he was not intimidated by their momentum. It was obvious that he was a man of skill and courage.
He looked at Mashan, looked him up and down, and said, "Your skills are good, please tell me your name! Your Grandpa Pan's men are immortal and unknown..."
As soon as he finished saying the word generation, his eyes flashed, and a big fist appeared ghostly in front of him and hit him in the face with a bang.
The man flew backwards, but luckily there were a group of people on top of him, who caught him and prevented him from falling to the ground.
Even so, he was in a very embarrassed state.
The bridge of the nose was crooked, the eyes were swollen, the mouth was full of blood, and the front teeth were missing.
He pointed at Mashan and said inarticulately: "You...you...what kind of kung fu is this?"
Ma Shan sneered and said nothing nonsense. He turned around and appeared in the crowd of people like a ghost again. With a shake of his arms, everyone around him was blown away, leaving only that person.
The man stood there, looking at Mashan in horror with swollen eyes.
Then, he felt a cramp in his abdomen, and his body rose into the air, flying high into the sky.
He watched helplessly from the sky as this group of people walked deeper into Pan's house.
Then, he fell to the ground with a thud, landing right next to the housekeeper Pan Yue.
Mashan moved forward, chopping melons and vegetables, without encountering any opponents.
Li Muchen nodded secretly, Ma Shan's kung fu progressed faster than he imagined.
In terms of martial arts, Ma Shan is not as good as Lin Yun. Lin Yun has disciples who have internal fighting skills, but Ma Shan does not. Ma Shan can only fight.
But precisely because he knows how to fight, Ma Shan has rich practical experience, and it is easier for him to understand the moves and inner principles of kung fu.
What Li Muchen taught actually transcended the ordinary martial arts in the world, belonged to the category of ancient martial arts, and was closely related to Xuanmen.
Ma Shan's current kung fu can barely be considered as a master's degree. It is already difficult for ordinary warriors to defeat him.
The Pan family obviously didn't have any experts, and they basically encountered no decent resistance along the way. Mashan passed through all the way, and Li Muchen couldn't intervene.
Arriving at the Pan family's inner house, Pan Fengnian hurried out under the protection of a group of people.
"Who are you? Why did you break into my Pan's house?"
Pan Fengnian never thought that someone would call in so blankly. This was something that had never happened in decades, and had never even been thought of.
Although there was chaos outside, Pan Fengnian did not panic.
He still has people and guns in his hands.
This is Dragon City, the territory of the Pan family.
"Master Pan, why don't you recognize me?" Lang Yuwen said.
Pan Fengnian then looked at Lang Yuwen. He just thought he looked familiar, but now he finally remembered: "You are Lang Yuwen!"
"Haha, Master Pan finally remembered me."
"What are you here for?"
"What are you doing? What has Master Pan done yourself? You don't need me to remind you, right?"
"Hmph! Lang Yuwen, after so many years, you are still thinking about what happened back then? You have been silent these years, I thought you were hiding." Pan Fengnian mocked, "How come you have done enough?
Are you going to make a comeback?"
Lang Yuwen was not angry, and sneered, saying: "Yes, after so many years, I also want to forget it. But the head of the Pan family specifically reminded me, how can I not appreciate it?"
"What am I reminding you?" Pan Fengnian asked curiously.
"You sent people to Nanjiang to take my life. Didn't you just remind me that there are still my enemies in Jiangdong and tell me not to forget them at all times?" Lang Yuwen said, "How can I not accept the favor of Master Pan?
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Pan Fengnian was surprised and knew that Liu Mengyu had missed.
"Nonsense!"
"Haha, it seems that Master Pan doesn't dare to admit it!"
"Humph, so what if you admit it? Do you think someone who can fight can do anything to me?" Pan Fengnian looked at Ma Shan, "Isn't this Mr. Li who is famous in Nanjiang? Haha, he can indeed fight!"
Mashan laughed loudly: "Pan Fengnian, even with your short-sightedness, you can recognize Mr. Li! Listen, my grandpa's name is Mashan!"
Pan Fengnian was startled, not expecting that this was not Li Muchen.
But this made him feel relieved.
"Haha, I heard that Li Muchen is a grandmaster, which makes me a little afraid. Since you are not, then what do I have to be afraid of?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a man appeared next to him, wearing simple linen clothes and holding a mahogany dagger in his hand.
The others spread out and surrounded Pan Fengnian in the center. Everyone had an extra gun in their hands.
Pan Fengnian laughed loudly: "Don't forget, this is Dragon City. Half of the sky in Dragon City is Maoshan, and half is me, Pan Fengnian!"