202: C202 Inner Strength

C202 Inner Strength

The death of the black wolf immediately made the mob realize that this wasn't a joke.

Under the threat of death, everyone's potential was immediately stimulated, especially the weasel. This once again made Yang Xuan look at him in a new light.

In the beginning, this kid was already panting heavily after running two steps. Like an old lady, he complained that he was a scholar and was not good at physical work.

However, when Yang Xuan mentioned that the results of this training would be directly taken into the promotion test, this grandson ran faster than anyone else.

"Normally, I didn't see that their physical fitness was so good." Loong Xiaomann smiled in satisfaction.

Yang Xuan said lightly, "A person's potential is unlimited. The purpose of training is to push out a person's potential to the maximum."

"Tiger, Xiaomann, you must remember what I said just now. You must not be soft-hearted on the training ground. Whoever breaks the rules... If you deserve to be punished, you will be punished. If you need to be killed, you will be killed. You would rather die a few more people on the training ground. It's better than being completely wiped out in the future. "

" When the weasel and the others have finished their training, then let them train their own little brothers. Right now, the most important thing is training. We'll reward those who have good results. Those who have bad training results must be punished in the shortest time possible. Let this organization be completely reborn! "

"Understood!" The two of them replied in unison.

After Yang Xuan's personal effort for the whole day, this group of motley crew finally had a slight change. Next, they just had to follow these methods and continue training.

However, this matter could be considered to have temporarily come to an end. There was another extremely troublesome matter waiting for Yang Xuan.

If they still did not find out which bastard was calling last night, Yang Xuan would definitely be crippled by his wife.

That night, Yang Xuan knelt on the washboard on the balcony for another night. At the same time, he gave Old Slave another order. He must find out the origin of the phone number today, or else he would have to kneel on the washboard for the rest of his life!

Facts proved that the washboard was a weapon that could cause great harm to men. Finally, when the sun was about to set, he found out about it.

F * ck, how could it be this damn girl again!

Seeing the information sent by Old Slave, Yang Xuan wished he could go over and kill that crazy girl right now.

Achoo!

Just as he had this thought, Yang Xuan suddenly sneezed. He thought to himself, That crazy girl is really a monster, she can't even curse in his heart.

Just as he was about to call that crazy girl and scold her fiercely, an unknown number suddenly came in and said with a trembling voice, "May I ask if it's Mr. Yang?"

When Yang Xuan heard this voice, he felt that it sounded familiar. He asked curiously, "Who are you?"

The person said with a sobbing voice, "I am Mr. An's housekeeper. Mr. Yang, please save Miss. She was taken away."

"What!"

Yang Xuan was a little surprised. "When did this happen? You are not in a hurry. Speak slowly."

"An hour ago, Elder An was also seriously injured. He kept blocking my way, not letting me call you. But now, you are the only one who can save the young lady. Please do me a favor, Mr. Yang. Please save the young lady... "

"Wait, I'll come over right now!"

Yang Jikai drove the car as fast as lightning and headed straight for the An family's villa.

On the way, he felt a little puzzled. Although Mr. An was not an expert, he had been obsessed with swordsmanship for so many years that even seven or eight ordinary people would not be able to get close to him.

Moreover, he had a bodyguard called Xiao Gang by his side. Although he had never seen him make a move before, after hearing the sounds of his berating, he could tell that this person's reach was at least above Mr. An's.

Besides, although Mr. An was usually friendly, how could an ordinary person enter the An family's villa just like that?

"Mr. Yang, you finally came. The old master is inside. Quickly go in and take a look."

The butler was already waiting outside the door. The two of them had seen each other before. Although the butler did not know martial arts, Ann Tianhee was too excited that day. After Yang Xuan left, he accidentally said that this person was a Sword Saint. He knew that this young man was a very powerful character.1

An hour ago, when the An family was in trouble, the old butler thought of Yang Xuan first. However, Old Man An said that he was not allowed to call Yang Xuan.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, he couldn't help but disobey the old man's order. He found a number on Ann Tianhee's phone that indicated Sword Saint and called him.

The courtyard was previously tidy and tidy, but it was now a mess. The entire villa was in a mess and blood could be seen everywhere.

"Old man, what happened?"

Yang Xuan had just entered the room when he saw Ann Tianhee lying on the bed weakly. His face was pale, and he looked like he could not take it anymore.

Seeing Yang Xuan come in, Yang Xuan could not even speak. Yang Xuan quickly put his hand on Ann Tianhee's pulse and found that Ann Tianhee had reached the stage where he was barely breathing.

Fortunately, Ann Tianhee had practiced martial arts for many years, so his body and bones were much stronger than ordinary people. Yang Xuan dyed the steward with a few golden needles and pierced several acupuncture points on Ann Tianhee's body for a while. Ann Tianhee spurted out a mouthful of red blood. His complexion instantly looked much better.

"Yang Xuan, why are you here..."

After Ann Tianhee recovered, he prepared to get up, but he found that he did not have any strength at all.

"Master, I am the one who called Mr. Yang. Please punish me."

The butler quickly responded.

"How dare you!"

Ann Tianhee said unhappily, "Didn't I tell you not to call Yang Xuan? You don't even listen to me..."

"Master, please calm down. I have no choice but to ask for Master's punishment!"

The butler kneeled on the ground.

Ann Tianhee let out a long sigh and said to Yang Xuan, "Yang Xuan, I'm sorry. I didn't manage my subordinates well and alerted you. I hope you don't blame him. If you want to blame him, blame me."

"What are you saying, old man?"

Yang Xuan shook his head in his heart. It seemed like the old man still didn't treat him as one of his own. Deep in his heart, he still thought of himself as an unreachable Sword Sovereign. He didn't even want to ask Yang Xuan for help when such a big thing happened.

"Don't worry, just tell me what happened. Who exactly beat you up to this extent? Where's Little Gang?"

When he connected Ann Tianhee's pulse just now, Yang Xuan realized that Ann Tianhee was not suffering from an ordinary injury, but an internal injury caused by someone's internal force.

In the world of ordinary people, those who could cultivate inner strength were already considered very powerful experts.

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