Lou Cheng's parents were confused by Lou Cheng's sudden blessing. They stared at him blankly and didn't respond, as if they were hallucinating.
After a few seconds, Lou Cheng's mother, Qi Fang, laughed and said, "Why are you saying this to your family? Do you have to be so polite? "
"It's just a whim." Lou Cheng laughed and said, "I'm going to take a shower and sleep. I'll continue training tomorrow morning."
He complained in his heart. Sure enough, after growing up, he was treated differently from when he was a child. One of the things that his mother always bragged about was that when he was learning how to speak, he would suddenly follow the people on TV and wish them a happy new year. But now, such words were not surprising, only frightening …
Hearing that Lou Cheng was going to get up early to train on the first day of Chinese New Year, Qi Fang felt sorry for him. "It's Chinese New Year. Rest for a few days. It's already so late. Lack of sleep is bad for your body."
"It's okay, it's okay." He took out the red packets he had received today and put them into his wallet. His grandparents had given every child except Lou Yuanwei five hundred yuan. His second father and his aunt had given him five hundred yuan each, which added up to one thousand five hundred yuan. This was the main source of his secret savings. His parents had given him five hundred yuan each. Ma Xi and Ma Jiale had given him five hundred yuan each, and his grandparents had given him one thousand five hundred yuan each. This was the main source of his secret savings. His parents, on the other hand, had given Ma Xi and Ma Jiale five hundred yuan each, and his grandparents a thousand yuan each.
After a shower, he adjusted his breathing and entered a meditative state to avoid insomnia due to excitement.
With a clear mind, Lou Cheng soon fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up, the alarm clock rang.
He changed his clothes, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. He was full of energy. He sent a message to Yan Zheke saying, "The handsome one is up." Then he took his phone and keys and left the house.
The sky was still dark, the clouds had accumulated, and the street lights were dim. Lou Cheng faced the piercing cold wind and jogged on the quiet and empty road to the People's Park. Occasionally, he could see the cleaners cleaning up the remains of yesterday's firecrackers. That was the last trace of a grand carnival.
When he arrived at his destination, there was a glimmer of light in the sky. But because it was the first day of Chinese New Year, the place was not as crowded as usual. Only a few old men were still training, so he didn't have to go to the other side of the artificial lake and easily found a secluded place.
Yin-Yang Stance, Condensation Stance, Training routine, 24 Blizzard Strikes, Lightning and Fire Stance, Big and Small Hand Wrap.
A new year must have a good start!
…
Inside the Gushan Martial Arts School, Dai Linfeng, Qin Rui, and the others were sleeping all over the place. Beer bottles and bowls with leftovers could be seen everywhere. If it wasn't for the heating and blankets in this room, one or two of them would have frozen to death.
... Dai Linfeng's phone kept vibrating, waking him up from his deep sleep.
He rubbed his head and looked around blankly, as if he had amnesia. When he picked up his phone, he finally remembered why he was sleeping here. It was New Year's Eve last night. After spending the New Year with his family, he received a call from Qin Rui and the other senior and junior brothers, saying that they wanted everyone to stay up late and be happy, so that they could relax for the selection competition after the New Year.
"Hey, Xiaofei. What's the matter? Why are you calling so early? "He saw that the caller was Tao Xiaofei, the playboy. Outside the window, the sky was just getting bright.
Tao Xiaofei lowered his voice. He was a little excited and nervous. "Brother Feng, guess who I saw? I saw the guy who bumped into you that day! Didn't you say that he played a trick on you and made you lose the competition … "
Dai Linfeng was shocked. Without waiting for him to finish, he asked, "How did you see him? Where did you see him? "
According to his master, that guy was probably of Professional Ninth Pin. A Professional Ninth Pin with supernatural ability or some kind of strange unique skill!
Tao Xiaofei answered quickly. "Last night, after our family celebrated Chinese New Year, I went out to the bar again. Then I heard that there were some new girls in Crown's bar, so I went there with them and played until dawn. I took one out and planned to have some car sex with her at the nearby Tongxiu River. Then I saw that guy practicing on the embankment. Yes, it must be him. I remember that feeling very clearly! "
"Brother Feng, do you want to take revenge? Take your brothers and surround him. Two fists can't beat four hands. What can he do?"
He seemed to be very interested in this kind of thing and found it very exciting.
At this time, Qin Rui and another disciple were awakened by him. They looked over in a daze. Dai Linfeng waved his hand to signal them to be quiet. He said to Tao Xiaofei in a low voice, "Stay away from him first. Don't let him find out. I have to ask my master about this kind of thing."
At the peak of the body refining state, it was indeed difficult for two fists to fight against four hands. Five or six Amateur Third Pin masters were enough to surround him and kill him. Even ordinary people with knives and daggers would stand a chance if they had more people. But the question was, how many casualties could they withstand? How much would they be willing to pay?
For example, if five or six Amateur Third Pin masters wanted to surround and kill a Professional Ninth Pin fighter, they would have to sacrifice at least half of them. This was without considering the collapse of morale. Dai Linfeng didn't want to see his fellow disciples die in front of him, not to mention dealing with the aftermath that gave him a headache just thinking about it. Therefore, he was worried about direct revenge and decided to discuss it with his master, Chu Weicai.
He quickly hung up the phone. Without looking at Qin Rui and the others, he dialed his master's phone.
Chu Weicai's qi and blood began to decline. He slept early and woke up early. At this time, he was already eating longevity noodles on the first day of the New Year. He picked up the phone and said hello.
"Master, I have a friend who saw that Professional Ninth Pin. He's still in Xiushan!" Dai Linfeng said concisely.
Chu Weicai put down the chopsticks in his right hand and lightly tapped the table. After a moment of silence, he said, "Don't get involved in this matter. The storms of the Jianghu aren't something you can handle right now. Just give Zhang Mingle a call and tell him the news."
"Yes, master." Dai Linfeng answered respectfully and then searched for Zhang Mingle's spare number.
Zhang Mingle was the famous Master Le in the underworld circle of Xiushan. He used to practice martial arts with his master and was an Amateur First Pin master in his heyday. However, after years of smoking, drinking, money and sex, it was hard to say what level he was still at. But his two subordinates, Zhang Biao and He Wei, were not easy to deal with either of them. They were taught by his master and restrained. If he faced any one of them, he only had a 60 to 70 percent chance of winning.
As for his master, he used to be a Professional Ninth Pin master in his prime. He was muddle-headed and mingled in the underworld circle of Xiushan and became one of the few big bosses. However, he was plotted against in a dispute and was seriously injured. Since then, he had no hope of reaching the Dan stage. He was deeply regretful and quit. Today, he often said that if it weren't for his frivolity, he would have developed the martial arts club and left Xiushan.
He found the number and dialed it. After a few rings, Dai Linfeng heard Zhang Mingle's familiar voice. "Hey, Junior Dai, why are you looking for me so early in the morning?"
"I have a friend who saw that Professional Ninth Pin master. He's still in Xiushan," Dai Linfeng said.
There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone. Then a suppressed voice came. "He hasn't left yet … Where is he?"
"He's practicing on the embankment behind the Crown Bar on Tongxiu River," Dai Linfeng said honestly.
"Junior Dai, as your brother, I'm very grateful. You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of it." Zhang Mingle exhaled.
After ending the call, Dai Linfeng met the eyes of Qin Rui and other brothers. He laughed and said, "Tao Xiaofei saw that Professional Ninth Pin master who bumped into me. But our master told us not to get involved and let Master Le handle it."
Qin Rui was young and full of curiosity. He took a breath and said, "Senior Dai, we won't get involved, but we can go and watch. We can meet with Tao Xiaofei and hide in the car to see how Master Le will deal with that guy!"
Dai Linfeng was stunned and nodded slightly. "Okay, let's go find Tao Xiaofei."
It was this guy who made him lose face in front of the chairman and caused the martial arts club to lose this year's resources!
…
In a secret hiding place, Zhang Mingle, who was half lying on the bed, gripped his phone tightly. His facial muscles were twisted and looked extremely ferocious. He was still wrapped in bandages and dripping.
"That f * cking Jian Laosan, he won't stop! Damn it, he still dares to stay in Xiushan. Does he really think I'm a sick cat? "He gritted his teeth.
That Professional Ninth Pin master hid in Xiushan for so many days. It went without saying why!
That guy wanted to try again when he felt safe!
Zhang Mingle gritted his teeth when he thought of that kick and almost died. But when he saw Zhang Wei and He Biao coming in from outside, he calmed down.
One of his two Vajras was on crutches and the other was tied up like a mummy. It would take at least three to five months for them to recover.
He took a breath, picked up the phone and called the other men.
"Xu Zai, come over here for a while. Be careful, don't be followed. We'll talk about the details later."
…
Fifteen minutes later, the five of them, led by Wang Xu, gathered at the hiding spot.
This was also thanks to the fact that the road was empty early in the morning.
Zhang Mingle said seriously, "That Professional Ninth Pin master has been found. He's still in Xiushan. We can't take this lying down. We have to teach them a lesson!"
As he spoke, he opened the box in front of him, revealing five black handguns shining with a metallic luster. Then he looked at Wang Xu and the other five and said,
"These are goods from the south. They're of good quality. You've tested them many times. Today, they'll come in handy."
"Take them and kill that guy. I'll take care of the rest. When the time comes, you guys can go into hiding and come back in one or two years. Anyway, whether you succeed or not, I guarantee you won't be short of money for the rest of your life!"
Wang Xu's expression changed slightly. Then he straightened his back under Zhang Mingle's gaze and said,
"Don't worry, Master Le. Leave it to us!"
"Good. The rest of you, leave your phones here in case the news gets leaked. If there are any changes, I'll tell Xu Zai." After the raid on the bar, Wang Xu had entered Zhang Mingle's inner circle. This time, he was able to keep his phone as a communication tool.
Coming out of the hiding place, they came to the back of the Crown Bar. From afar, they saw someone practicing boxing on the embankment. Suddenly, Wang Xu's heart tightened. He didn't feel safe. Five men with five guns seemed to be very powerful. There was a high possibility that they could kill that Professional Ninth Pin master. But they were gangsters, not policemen, soldiers, or killers. It was normal for them to touch a gun once every two or three months. To suddenly attack a Professional Ninth Pin master, they were not sure.
And the attack of a Professional Ninth Pin master was quite terrifying. He might not be able to withstand a punch or kick!
He looked at the terrain and said to the other four men, "We can't go directly. The view on the embankment is broad. He can find us from far away. Once he escapes, we can't catch up with him. It's better to wait for an opportunity on his way back."
"Yes, Brother Xu is right." The others agreed.
Seeing this, Wang Xu picked up his phone and said to the other men, "I'll report to Master Le."
Slightly turning his back to the others, he dialed Lou Cheng's number first!
"Hello, hello! That Professional Ninth Pin master is indeed on the embankment of the Tongxiu River behind the Crown Bar. We don't dare to approach. Hello, hello, we are afraid of being discovered. Hello, hello, there's no problem with the guns. We plan to ambush him on his way back. Hello, hello, what kind of broken signal is this! "Wang Xu pretended to hang up the phone and dialed again. This time, it was the real Zhang Mingle.
…
In a secluded place in People's Park, Lou Cheng held his phone and pursed his lips. He was worried and angry at the same time.
Do I have the ability to get involved with a Professional Ninth Pin master who is involved in gangs, guns, and secret mental skills?
I'm just a freaking freshman!
Wang Xu, you are trying to kill me!
Do you think I owe you something? Why do you need me for this kind of thing?
If you knew this, why didn't you listen to my advice?
While thinking, he really wanted to press the button on his phone and say,
"Hello, is this a police call?"
But after thinking for a moment, he gave up on doing so directly. Gangs definitely had protection in the police system. It was easy for them to leak information. This was equivalent to selling Wang Xu out.
Therefore, he had to find a trustworthy police officer.
Although he had no connections, he could ask others for help. First, Yan Zheke had mentioned that her grandfather had many disciples in the police force. She and her mother lived in Xiushan, so it was natural for them to know a few local police officers with real power. Second, his master was a former Mighty One with physical invulnerability. He had a well-developed network and seemed to be in a high position. He could even interfere with the preliminaries. It was normal for him to have connections with the police force, where fighters held real power.
Who should he find?
This was a problem. But no matter what, he couldn't recklessly get involved in this kind of thing! He had a good relationship with Wang Xu, but he didn't need to risk his life for him. He was not Yan Zheke, nor was he his parents!
PS: Updated in advance on Monday. Please recommend Sanjiang tickets ~
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