C63 What are you going to do

A fat figure appeared in between Ma Yongzhen and the other two, his right hand holding onto the cooking spatula while he held onto black hair's axe, his left hand extended out to block Ma Yongzhen's fist.

This man was called Tie Dao, but not many people knew his real name, they all called him Iron Master.

The black hair happened to be one of the people who knew of Iron Blade's name, his eyes revealed a look of disbelief, he never thought that he would bump into Iron Blade here.

Ma Yongzhen was also extremely shocked. It had to be known that his fist that was filled with rage was enough to kill a cow, but in the end, it was blocked by someone so easily.

The fat figure did not care about what the two were thinking, with a twist of his right hand, he threw the axe in black hair's hand out.

The axe flew to a withered old tree in the yard and chopped the old tree into two with a 'kacha' sound.

The place was completely silent. Who would have thought that the Iron Master who made the fire and cooked the rice was actually a hidden expert?

"Boss Tie, you …" Why are you here? " black hair's words were a bit sloppy. When he first came out of the martial arts world, this fatty was in his prime.

"There's no Boss Tie here, only an old man with a fire to cook." I just want this courtyard to be safe and sound, I don't want anyone to cause trouble here, do you understand? "

The Iron Master did not hesitate to interrupt the black hair.

"But some of them took things that they shouldn't have. If I don't find them, they won't be able to explain themselves," black hair said as he gritted his teeth.

"No, no one here will take your things, please leave now." Iron Master's gentle eyes became as sharp as an eagle's.

took a step back when he saw the sharp eyes of the Iron Master, "Alright, since you say that you don't have any, then I will just pretend that I don't have any. Brothers, let's go! "

Leaving the drunk Chun Chun whose hands and feet were broken, black hair swept his eyes across the courtyard ruthlessly, then left with his tail between his legs, no longer having the overflowing arrogance he had when he came here.

At this moment, everyone was interested in the identity of the Iron Master. As long as one was not a fool, one could guess that the previous identity of the Iron Master was definitely not simple.

"Alright, it's alright now, what should we do now?" Iron Master waved his hand to urge them to leave, leaving the miserable drunkard Chun Yu and her daughter as well as Ma Yongzhen and the other two on the ground.

"Iron Master, you?" Ma Yongzhen asked.

"Don't ask anymore, I'm just a normal cook." Iron Master said as he rubbed Little Flower's head. After sighing, he walked back to his own room.

"Wu, wu, wu, wu. Dad, dad …" You've lost a lot of blood, so don't scare me! " Little Flower hugged the drunk spring, whose arms and legs had been broken, and his tears kept dripping down.

"Little Flower, don't cry. Hurry and send your father to the hospital, "Tie Ju comforted Little Flower as he patted her shoulders.

Little Flower was still crying non-stop. No matter how sensible she was, she was still a little girl around ten years old. What else could she do other than cry in this situation?

"Don't cry, don't cry. "What are you two standing around for, hurry up and help us," Tie Ju roared at the two while supporting the drunkard.

The youtiao was stunned for a moment, then immediately went forward to help carry the drunkard on his back, Ma Yongzhen did not seem to hear Tie Ju's words, and turned to walk back into the house.

After a while, he came out of the house again with a bag of unknown items in his hand.

Glancing at Xiao Hua's father, he resolutely walked out the door. Looking at his back, Tie Ju faintly guessed what he was going to do.

"Ma Yongzhen, where are you going? Come back to me, come back, do you hear me? Ma Yongzhen, Ma Yongzhen! "

Just based on how Tie Ju shouted out, Ma Yongzhen did not even turn his head around.

In a corner out of sight, a vigorous figure slipped away into the darkness.