The world is huge, and eating at home is the biggest.
An Qisheng hung up the phone, booked tomorrow's train ticket on his phone, and just lay on the bed dressed.
He rested his cheeks with his hands, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
As his physical strength became stronger and his spirit became more vigorous, the time he spent in dreaming became longer.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the dream itself, which stays for twenty-four hours. There seems to be a limit.
But even so, he was very satisfied to be able to have twenty-four hours more time than others.
After all, he didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep in the dream.
Studying at full power for twenty-four hours is more than three to five days for ordinary people.
His hard training in reality may be regarded as a martial arts idiot in the eyes of others, but it is nothing compared to the sleepless and non-stop training in his dreams.
After a night of silence, An Qisheng woke up at around three o'clock in the morning the next day.
We went to a nearby square and boxed for several hours. We arrived at the station just before dawn and got on the train home.
"Huh?"
As soon as he got on the train, An Qisheng frowned slightly.
His senses were already very strong, but after entering Huajin and traveling through the mountains and forests for two months, his senses became even more powerful.
As soon as I sensed it, I realized something was wrong.
"This journey seems to be interesting."
An Qisheng curled his lips, walked around to find his seat, and put down his luggage.
In just a few steps, the faces and auras of more than a hundred people in the entire carriage were already known.
As soon as my mind moved, I found myself fixated on a middle-aged man resting with his eyes closed.
The middle-aged man wore a peaked cap, his face was sallow, and there was a beard at the corner of his mouth. He was breathing steadily, as if he was asleep.
"The breath is calm, the brows are furrowed, the eyes are half-open and half-closed, and he is always on high alert, ready to take action at any time. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he has been disguised. A fugitive? Or a killer?
There are some means to get on the train...
Those men and women who seemed to be chatting and resting were also busy, and they were vaguely surrounding them in this carriage. They must be plainclothes law enforcement? "
An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly:
"This person's disguise skills are very good. He is most likely a wanted criminal. He is lucky this time. Maybe he will get points again..."
He has been a member of the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum for quite some time, but apart from Wang Zhixuan's few missions, he has never encountered any mission targets.
This time he encountered someone suspicious, so he naturally wouldn't let it go.
After all, I have always been a good law-abiding citizen, and it is my duty to help law enforcement officers arrest fugitives.
With a thought in his mind, many wanted notices on the Law Enforcement Warrior Forum flashed through his mind one by one.
He had a very good memory and had seen many wanted posters more than once. After checking them one by one, he found something.
After all, although the middle-aged man's camouflage skills are good, they are not as good as the makeup skills of those 'good-looking anchors' in the short videos, which are comparable to hair-changing.
[Shan Yi, a cultivator of Anjin, once made private firearms, robbed and dug graves, was suspected of smuggling antiques and was involved in gangs, and together with his brother Shan Zhuang committed twenty-three murders. He was extremely vicious and evil. Once clues are found, whoever takes the initiative will get twenty points. , the arrest (regardless of life or death) points are two hundred and sixty...】
"It turns out he is from Shanzhuang..."
An Qisheng rubbed his face to cover the cold light in the corners of his eyes.
He naturally remembered the name Shanzhuang. Not only did he remember it, he also had this person's name written in his notebook.
A year ago, when he was teaching Wang Anfeng Bajiquan, several gunmen came to his villa to kill Wang Anfeng, and one of them almost shot him in the head.
That was the first time he had been shot.
He thought to himself that he was not a person who was bound to retaliate, but how could he forget such an experience?
"Enemies meet on a narrow road..."
An Qisheng sneered in his heart.
After Shanzhuang and his two senior brothers, the two great boxers Huajin, were killed by Wang Zhixuan, some of his accomplices fled to various places. Although most of them were caught, a few fled.
He had inquired about this matter before, but the law enforcers had no clue, so naturally he had no way of starting.
After all, Daxuan territory is vast and the terrain is the most complex. If you really want to find a small mountain forest to hide in, it will be very difficult to find it.
But now that we have met, it would be the best.
"It's a little cold. Is the air conditioner in this carriage broken?"
Shan Yi pressed the brim of his hat and muttered to himself.
He glanced around slightly, especially looking at the people who had just gotten into the car one by one.
An Qisheng glanced at him unintentionally, calm and normal.
"Sixteen people got off this carriage and thirteen got on, seven women and six men. They are not threatening. The kid in the white sportswear seems to have some rudimentary kung fu..."
"The skin is soft and fair, the hands and feet are limp, the eyes are dull, and the temples have no protrusions..."
Shan Yi always felt that something was wrong. He took one more look at An Qisheng to confirm that he was not a threat, and then looked away.
"Ah......"
An Qisheng smiled faintly.
Beginners of Kung Fu are sharp and sharp. The higher their fists and kicks are, the stronger their aura is. Even if they are covered by some makeup and disguise, they can be easily seen by others.
This is 'put'.
Once you enter Huajin, your strength is controlled like an arm, restrained and hidden in your body.
This is 'collect'.
Before turning into Jin, An Qisheng couldn't hide his Kung Fu, nor did he think about hiding it. But once he turned into Jin, with his control over the strength, it wasn't really a fight.
Even the masters at the same level can't tell his superiority.
"Team Zhou, we are still six stations away from Jingcheng. When will we arrest him?"
In the next car, a young man returned to his seat with instant noodles and whispered.
Sitting next to him was a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old. His eyes were half closed and he softly replied:
"Now is not the time. Let's wait until he gets off the bus. We can't force the dog to jump over the wall and hurt the people."
Zhou Guolin was a little tired.
Shan Yi is extremely ruthless and very skilled. If we really wanted to arrest him on the train, it would be difficult to guarantee that he would not jump over the wall in a hurry.
"yes."
The young man whispered back.
"Notify brothers, don't get close to that carriage. Shan Yi has been wandering around for many days and is very alert. Xiao Zhao and the others might have been discovered by him if they hadn't entered the carriage one step ahead of him."
"I understand, Team Zhou."
The young man nodded, indicating that he understood.
On the train, the speed went by very fast. It seemed that not long after, we had already passed four stations.
In the carriage where An Qisheng was sitting, Shan Yi was very vigilant. Every time the train arrived at the station and people were getting on and off, he would take advantage of the people coming and going to sit in some empty seats.
However, there were not many empty seats on the bus, and he even stood there for forty minutes when no one got off.
The performance is no different from those who did not buy a seat.
After passing another stop, Shan Yi swept through the crowd and found an empty seat to sit down.
Beside him, An Qisheng looked sideways out of the window with a faint smile on his lips:
"What a coincidence, isn't this...?"
