089 compare again

"If your son can have a relationship with him, maybe you will have a chance in the next patriarchal election," Huang Yeliangtian patted Huangye Wuqiu's arm with a smile. Although Huangye Wuqiu is more than Huangye Juntian, they belong to a generation, and they are all regarded as brothers.

"Who would have thought that such a big person could be attracted on the last trip?" Huang Ye Wuqiu smiled, but turned around and hated Huang Ye Dequan again: "You said that the fool of Dequan even robbed the things of the younger generation. Fortunately, this time the boy named Ghost successfully took it back. If Dequan really didn't give it back at that time, I don't know what Lord Bei would think of our Huang Ye family."

"Yes, it almost ruined the German power!" Huang Ye Liangtian took a look at Huang Ye Wuqiu and said, "Don't always resent him for hurting A Jiao. This time, A Jiao took people out and suffered serious losses. Dequan died two direct lines. What can he do?"

"Bah, that old guy, if I hadn't seen his two children die, I would have asked him to settle accounts!" Huang Ye Wuqiu didn't take Huang Ye Dequan in his eyes. "In those years, he couldn't beat me. Now his son named A Qiang can't even beat my A Bo. This time, it's him. If it's not their German character, who can control Ajiao!"

"Okay, let's forget about this matter. Next, let's see if your Ajiao has a way to get along with Beckman, which is very important for our Huang Ye family..." Huang Yeliang took Huang Ye Wuqiu into the house for tea again with a smile.

"Your fists and feet are so handsome. Few warriors of your age can beat you." Beckman said to the ghost who was following him, and the Huang Ye brothers and the baby followed closely behind.

"Ha ha, I've been in the arena before, and I'm better at boxing." Agui is not modest. He is also a mountain man by birth and is rarely as modest as inland people.

Beckman smiled softly, "You are also good at escaping. If you hadn't been found by the wolf last time, I might not have been able to catch you."

"Hey, the forest in the north is really not simple," Agui shook his head and said, "I grew up in the jungle in the south. Seriously, I just saw snow for the first time a few days ago. This snow-covered forest is too difficult to hide. Many of my jungle skills can't be used here."

"Oh, you're really not modest," Beckman laughed: "Just like this, you almost ran away, kid, do you want us to try again?"

"I can't do it now. You are too fast. In addition, I have prepared something this time. I don't have the confidence to get rid of you." Agui shook his head, and in front of Wu Sheng, he still lacked the capital to be arrogant.

"I was also a mountain citizen back then. Do you think I can't even track the most basics except that set of popular body methods?" Beckman really wanted to compete with the ghost again. He thought for a moment and said, "Other way, I will control myself to the level of a senior samurai, which should be very similar to you now. How about you run first and I'll start chasing you in an hour? Do you dare to compare with me again?"

"Can you control yourself? I'm worried that I won't run far and be caught up by you at the same speed. The ghost smiled, but his heart was a little moved.

"I can't even control myself, how can I be a martial saint," Beckman said arrogantly, "Don't worry, I will never use more than Wu Sheng's ability, and if I catch you, we will fight. I just saw you do it, which made me itchy."

"Yes, as long as you keep your word, I promise to have a good time with you!" The ghost promised happily, but when he thought about it, he was worried about the little dow.

"This is easy to do. Don't we still have two bodyguards!" Beckman turned around and said to the Huang Ye brothers, "There is a small town under Yunling, do you know?"

"I know, we have been to that small town from Yunling." Huang Yejiao nodded and said.

"Well, that's where it is," Beckman turned his head and said, "I'm going to compete with the ghost boy in a moment, so you two protect the little cicket and go straight to that town to wait for us."

Huang Yejiao's face darkened, and the master competition was a very rare opportunity for a warrior like him, but now he didn't even have a chance to watch and was completely excluded. However, Huang Yejiao immediately cleared up his mood and nodded seriously and agreed.

Beckman nodded with a smile, turned his head to look at the ghost and said, "Okay, you can run now. I'll start chasing you in an hour!"

"You can set out in half an hour, haha" Agui smiled and tightened his clothes, and then jumped off the horse with a wooden crystal core.

"Take this jar of wine first and take care of the little baby for me along the way!" Agui said and took out a jar of grassland spirits from the wood crystal core and gave it to Huangyejiao. It was cold in the north, and the spirits were the best drink.

"Brother, don't worry!" Huang Yejiao said seriously.

"Good! Then let's meet in the small town!" The ghost smiled and nodded to the little dove and Huang Yebo, and then walked to Beckman and said, "Let's end in the small town of Yunling. If you catch up with me all the way, let's have a fight!"

"Good!" Beckman said with a smile, "You have to do your best. I won't be waterproof if I catch up with you!"

"Haha, you catch up with me..." The ghost turned around and ran into the woods by the roadside.

Beckman pulled the horse to the side of the road and waved to the little citron and said, "Kid, give me all the boxing skills you have learned now. Take this time to point you again!"

"Good!" The little cibit turned over and got off the horse, tightened his belt a little, and then clenched his little fist and punched on the open space by the roadside...

An hour later, Beckman also got into the woods and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Before the Huang Ye brothers could get close to Beckman, they became the bodyguard of the little viper. The two did not talk nonsense. They took the ghost and Beckman's horse and quickly rushed to the next inn with the little viper.

In the pine forest, the ghost is like a cheetah sprinting with all its strength, stepping three or four meters away! He wants to try Beckman's physical strength first, so there are no hidden traces along the way. Beckman can find heavy footprints on the snow with a little attention!

Swamps, sand and snow are all recognized as difficult environments to run, but with strong feet and bounces, no matter what is under his feet, he immediately jumps forward after stepping on it. This is his own running skill. If he is still close to the ground, it is the deep and shallow snow at that time. It affects his speed. The style of the Beckman guy is simply flying on the snow, and he doesn't care about the obstacles of the snow at all!

At the thought that Beckman was running behind him at this time, he wanted to laugh. He never doubted that Beckman limited himself to a senior warrior. The more powerful he is, the less willing he is to suppress people with his own level, so he believes that Beckman must be in himself. Chasing after!

Beckman is indeed chasing behind the ghost, so the obvious footprints are like a provocative road sign. The ghost clearly indicates his direction to wait for Beckman to catch up. Beckman is a native of the North. He has more skills to move forward in the snow than ghosts. To the surprise of ghosts, Beckman can still track on the snow although he controls the level of senior warriors.

The sled is the best tool for the mountain people in the north to advance on the snow. At this time, Beckman was wearing two simple sleds as if flying on the snow. When he began to track, he spent ten minutes making a pair of sleds, and these ten minutes of wasted in exchange for the convenience behind. At this time, Beckman was moving at twice the speed of the ghost. He came after him!

The ghost's time advantage was completely destroyed by these two simple sleds. A few hours later, the ghost only ran a few miles and was caught up by Beckman!

Seeing the tool on Beckman's feet, the ghost immediately stopped running. With this thing, it was really like flying! When Beckman approached, the ghost kicked up the snow on the ground and disturbed his sight with the help of snowflakes flying all over the sky. The ghost was like a hungry tiger, rushing out of the snow shadow with his teeth and claws!

"Good!" Beckman shouted softly, kicked off the sled on his foot and rushed up against the ghost!

In the snowflakes, the two people's fists collided with each other! The snowflakes on the ground were rolled up again, and only the banging sound of them could be heard in the quiet mountain forest!

When the snowflakes fell, only Beckman was still standing in the forest!

"Ha ha ha ~ ~ happy!" The ghost lay on the ground with his face up, and the snow around him had long been tossed away by the two people. "I didn't expect that your fists were really strong..." The ghost wiped the corners of his mouth and wiped away a faint wisp of blood.