"Duan Zhen! Come and catch me!"
In the dream of nothingness, two little figures were running and playing in the house, accompanied by laughter and laughter, everything was so relaxed and happy.
The two were running and playing, time passed slowly, and the little person gradually grew up.
"His body cannot practice martial arts."
An old man was speaking quietly in the room, while the Angzang man next to him frowned and remained silent for a long time.
Time turned around again, and in front of a training room, the boy watched the girl punching with a swollen face. Although her fists and feet were immature, there was a faint surge of air.
"Duan Zhen! How do you think I played?"
The girl finished a set of punches one after another and looked at the boy in front of her with a smile.
"Beautiful and awesome!"
The young man smiled and spoke, but no one noticed the reluctance in his smile.
"This is a peaceful and calming technique. If you practice it diligently, it will definitely solve your physical problems."
The Angzang man earnestly encouraged the young man in front of him, with deep eyes and a hint of hope.
"It hurts!"
In the secret room, the boy's whole body was tangled with muscles and bones, and a hot and cold alien energy was constantly swimming in his body.
He gritted his teeth and his fingernails turned blue, constantly fighting against the unbearable pain at this age.
"I must become stronger!"
A large amount of sweat fell from the young man's determined face, and his whole body began to convulse due to pain.
"boom!"
My head felt like it was going to explode, and my little body finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out straight away.
...
"Master! Master!"
Duan Zhen was lying on the hospital bed and woke up leisurely.
"Am I dreaming?"
Duan Zhen looked at the white ward, recalling the strong and unyielding self in his dream, and sighed slightly.
He felt his muscles and bones. His left shoulder bone was cracked, but it was tied up with a plaster cast.
There was some pain in the internal organs. It seemed that An Jin had hurt the inside.
He looked at Duan Shiyi who was standing in front of the hospital bed with an anxious look on his face, smiled and said:
"Am I powerful?"
Duan Shiyi was relieved when he saw that Duan Zhen finally woke up. He handed a glass of water to Duan Zhen and said:
"The young master escaped the shooting and used two moves to injure his strength. He has the style of a master."
When they arrived at the scene, they immediately caught the middle-aged man and found that he had only been hit by Duan Zhen's two moves.
One strike followed by an elbow strike.
But these two moves directly caused him to lose his fighting power, even become weak, and he was about to die!
Duan Zhen actually injured the master of Huajin under pressure at the critical moment of life and death.
Even Duan Shiyi was truly convinced by the change in that moment.
Even if he breaks into Hua Jin, he can't do it by changing positions.
"How long have I been unconscious? Where is Zhu Jia?"
Duan Zhen took a sip of water and looked around. He should still be in the castle.
"The young master only slept for an hour. Miss Zhu was also slightly injured, but it's not serious. She is resting in the next room."
Duan Shiyi also had a bandage on his hand, and it was obvious that he was defeated by the confrontation.
"Have the people been found out?" Duan Zhen nodded. Now that he recalled the fight, he was still frightened.
He was first killed by a sniper rifle, and Yun Jin narrowly escaped. Then he was shot by a machine gunner and had to hide in the room.
All that luck had almost exhausted his energy, but there was really an assassin hiding in the room.
The opponent's palm was too fast to avoid, and the space in the room was extremely small. No matter how hard he tried to hide, he could not escape the sneak attack.
And his physical strength is not enough to support him to dodge.
He roared out like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring as if he was in a state of bliss. This sound attack method was also mixed with a subtle amount of spiritual power, making the people behind him slightly stunned.
And it was this stunned look that gave him a chance to fight back.
The fighting style of Chinese martial arts basically determines the outcome within a few moves, which is often extremely dangerous.
In addition to the crushing power of Alchemy to the realm below it, there is no huge gap between Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin.
Taking advantage of the stunned look of the person behind him, he decisively used an insidious move and hit the target with one blow, hitting him with more than a thousand kilograms of force.
Although Hua Jin spreads his energy throughout his body, it is not as strong as his limbs. He cannot withstand such a blow and can only lose his fighting power.
But that palm almost crippled Duan Zhen, his shoulder was almost cut open by the palm, and he didn't know how long it would take him to recover.
"That organization is affiliated with an organization, but there seems to be someone behind it. We have used all our strength to investigate." Duan Shiyi was also confused. He did not believe that anyone dared to assassinate the young master of the Duan family.
"Is there anyone else behind?"
Duan Zhen's expression changed slightly. According to his family's power in this world, if anyone dares to assassinate him, it can only be that organization.
He thought about the three people he captured, the Divine Fox, the Violent Bear, and the Hungry Wolf, a year and a half ago, and pondered slightly.
"I didn't expect that I would be targeted by him now."
Duan Zhen breathed out, a stern look flashed in his eyes.
"You dare to come and kill me? I'll remember this slap!"
...
The nights in Nanyang are very cool, and the sea breeze blows, making people feel happy physically and mentally.
Dozens of helicopters are parked nearby, guarding the entire castle and no one is allowed to leave.
This place is directly controlled by the Duan family.
In the hall on the first floor of the castle, all the guests were surrounded in the center and were not allowed to leave without an order.
These people are all celebrities, but they were just as panicked as ordinary people when they were shot.
Just as he was about to leave, he was surrounded by people, and all kinds of voices sounded for a while.
"What are you doing! Why don't you let people leave! What do these people do to eat!"
"Who does the Duan family really think they are? Does he dare to arrest us all?"
"Yes! Those gunmen almost hit me, I must report it when I go back!"
"When will we be allowed to leave?"
Hundreds of people were surrounded in the center, and complaints came one after another.
There were more than twenty people among them who were restrained and full of energy, staring at the surroundings, as if they were about to explode at any time.
"Master, did you say that the young master of the Duan family is dead?"
In the crowd, a slightly younger man was asking a middle-aged man next to him.
As he spoke, he kept looking at the people around him with unruly eyes.
"Probably not. If he died, we wouldn't be able to get out."
The middle-aged man spoke slowly, his voice a little hoarse, like a broken boiler.
His whole body was bulging with muscles, and his legs wearing trousers were slightly swollen, and his leg muscles were extremely developed.
The most obvious thing is his palm. The ten fingers are like hooks, and the muscles between the fingers are slightly raised.
White leopard, Baiquanyi.
He is also a master of energy transformation.
Originally, Duan Zhen's main purpose for this party was to communicate with him.
"Um?"
Bai Quanyi's ears suddenly twitched, as if he heard something, and his eyes suddenly looked out the door.
A tall old white man walked in.
There was a hint of compassion in his eyes, he was wearing a robe, and the pendant on his chest glowed slightly under the light.
The hair is white-blonde and does not look old, but is as smooth as satin.
He stepped slowly and steadily, like an ordinary old man.
"Master! Super master!"
As soon as Bai Quanyi saw the old man, he felt that all the pores in his body were trembling, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.
Unpredictable! Hard to resist!
This is Bai Quanyi's intuitive feeling.
The old man seemed to have sensed Bai Quanyi's eyes among hundreds of people. He stopped, made a courtesy, and spoke slowly:
"Where is the young master?"
This sound is actually pure Chinese, with accurate pronunciation and smooth accent, just like the aborigines of China.
"ah!"
"So sad!"
"what sound!"
When the old man opened his mouth, the sound came out from his throat, as if he were in a closed room, turning the microphone to the maximum volume, and then suddenly bursting into laughter.
Everyone was shaken by the shock, and their eardrums hurt. Some guests in poor health even felt their hearts tremble suddenly and almost lost their breath.
For a moment, all the noise disappeared, and the surroundings fell into dead silence.
Bai Quanyi was the first to bear the brunt. His body bounced up involuntarily and he took three steps back before calming down his energy and blood.
He stared at the old man in front of him, his whole body on guard.
"Duan Yi, you're here." Duan Shiyi walked out of the room. He glanced at the people in the hall and prepared to lead the old man into the room.
The old man Duan Yi shook his head. He looked at Bai Quanyi not far away and continued to speak:
"This person is a threat to the young master."
As soon as Bai Quanyi saw Duan Yi's gaze, he took a step forward involuntarily under the influence of Qi, and then his body moved in unison, with the ten fingers under his feet like an agile cheetah pouncing on food.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped seven or eight meters away, rushed past the guards on the side, and rushed out of the door.
"He's going to kill me!"
Bai Quanyi almost lost his fighting power under that look. He had no thoughts in his mind. He didn't even care about his apprentice and just wanted to escape!
When the guards on the side saw him fleeing, they didn't stop him and didn't seem to care.
"Catch him first, don't hurt him. This is the person the young master values."
Duan Shiyi spoke to Duan Yi beside him. He didn't seem to be worried about Bai Quanyi escaping.
Bai Quanyi used Xingyi Leopard Body Technique to run, and he ran like a wild beast. In just five or six seconds, he had already run more than eighty meters, and was about to disappear from everyone's sight.
"good."
The old man Duan nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly began to flicker, like an old snowflake TV that kept flickering.
"boom!"
With Duan Shiyi's eyesight, he could only see an afterimage, and almost instantly, Duan Yi disappeared from his retina.
"I didn't catch up!"
Bai Quanyi ran desperately. He was almost leaving the castle and could leave immediately.
But suddenly, the pores all over his body began to tremble, the flesh behind his ears kept beating, and he felt a strong wind blowing from behind.
Like a sonic boom after a jet plane flies by!
"impossible!"
When he looked back, he saw that the old man was rushing towards him quickly, getting closer and closer!
The speed at which Duan Yi ran was as fast as lightning!
His legs were crossed in a chain, and each step covered a distance of more than ten meters.
When galloping, the robe on his body formed a tight ball, as if tied to his body by a rope, greatly reducing the resistance of the wind.
The wind blows the fire! Dapeng spreads its wings!
The force exerted in this moment reached all nine acupoints on the body.
Moreover, his waist, legs, back of hands, and cervical vertebrae were still exerting force at the same time, as if there was a constantly running steam engine providing him with kinetic energy.
With only eight breaths, Bai Quanyi felt a huge palm clasping the back of his neck while he was running away violently, and all his energy was unable to move.
The figure that was running violently stopped for an instant, unable to move another step!
"Come back with me."
Duan Yi held Bai Quanyi with one hand and lifted it gently, and the figure flashed again, and soon returned to the castle.
From the time Bai Quanyi stormed out of the door to Duan Yi's pursuit, only thirty seconds passed.
Returned again in less than a minute.
But this time it was being carried in someone's hand.
Everyone looked at Duan Yi, who was holding Bai Quanyi with one hand. For a moment, no one in the audience dared to speak, and the castle was as quiet as death.
