Chance Encounter

At night, the streets are busy with traffic, pedestrians are rushing, and the lights are brightly lit. Chinese people have always prided themselves on being diligent, so most of the time day is day and night is day. People from all walks of life shuttle through Qiantang and Hangzhou.

Wang Feng also traveled through Hangzhou, not to familiarize himself with the roads and directions, but to find out the forces of all parties, so as to determine some things based on the news he got during the day.

Night is the most active time in the underground world. Because Wang Feng has rich underground experience, he spent most of the night to find out the general situation of Hangzhou. If his previous cultivation had not been destroyed, it would only take a few hours.

But not now.

Seeing the fish tail white appear in the east, Wang Feng stretched. Because he was in the West Lake District and could get to school very quickly, so he was not in a hurry.

I found a place with water and trees, quickly climbed up to the treetop, and then sat cross-legged on the treetop, planning to rest for a while.

Sitting on the tree, Wang Feng felt that the various pores on his body were opening, and some Qi from the outside slowly entered his body, and then the Qi entered his Dantian along with his blood.

The blood in the body is also running faster than usual, and it is moistening the place in circles.

"Self-healing?"

Wang Feng suddenly thought of something, and at the same time he remembered the weird look Fengling looked at him at that time, but then his excitement dimmed.

Because at this rate, it will take at least fifty or sixty years for the Dantian to be repaired automatically. Then it is still waiting for nothing. I will continue to close my eyes and rest, and ignore the reactions just now.

Two hours later, it was already dawn, and various sounds could be heard in the distance. Wang Feng slowly opened his eyes. The next second he was stunned because he saw something five hundred meters away from him.

There are two figures in this place.

An old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and ten meters away stood a man of about thirty years old with a strong body and shining eyes.

Wang Feng knew that this man was a bodyguard, and at a distance of ten meters, Wang Feng, who once dominated the underground world, naturally understood that this was a position where he could see the person he was protecting without disturbing him.

As long as the people who need protection wave their hands, they can go over immediately. Wang Feng looked at the two people carefully and smiled, because in his place, there is a death zone within a hundred meters.

Quietly watching the old man in the Chinese tunic suit performing the Wu Qin Quan, Wang Feng's eyes moved again and again, because he found that the old man's Wu Qin Quan had reached the point of being extremely powerful.

Moreover, every time the old man punches or kicks, he can drive the surrounding air flow.

"This is not aura!"

Wang Feng immediately rejected the idea that it was airflow. Although the old man was good at Wuqinquan and had strong skills, it seemed that there might be something abnormal in his chest, because every time he breathed he had great fluctuations, even though he tried hard.

Controlling.

"Inner energy!"

Then Wang Feng was sure, thinking silently in his heart, and then looked at it thoughtfully for a while.

He knew that this old man could be regarded as a kind of spiritual practice, but the effect was very little because this old man practiced physical education.

The so-called physical cultivation, as the name suggests, is to practice through physical training. This is different from Qi cultivation. Qi cultivation relies on spiritual energy, while physical cultivation requires tempering the body through medicine, the impact of external feng shui, thunder and lightning, and finally using the power of the body to open up all the various parts of the body.

Acupuncture points.

Wang Feng had read introductions to physical training from ancient scriptures and "Maoshan Taoism".

"Physical Cultivation Cultivation of the Dead!"

It means that physical training takes too long, and trying to open up every acupuncture point on the body is as difficult as climbing to the sky to catch stars. The environment in ancient times was good, and people were born with many acupuncture points on the body open, so

Physical training is easy.

But now in modern times, in various polluted environments, half of the tiny acupuncture points in the human body are blocked, so it is difficult to achieve breakthroughs through physical training.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng shook his head, then gently got off the tree, intending to leave. When he turned around and was about to leave, he felt a sharp gaze sweeping towards this place.

"What are you doing, who are you?"

A cold shout reached Wang Feng's ears. Wang Feng was surprised because he had underestimated the bodyguard just now. He was well hidden, surrounded by dense woods, and they were about 500 meters apart.

, the other party can still discover himself, which shows that the other party is not simple.

It can be said that this bodyguard's reaction ability and insight are really amazing. Wang Feng can feel the coldness behind him and knows that he can't leave now. If he leaves, the other party will think that it is his intention.

He slowly turned around, but was startled because he saw that the bodyguard was holding a short pistol in his hand.

"There's a gun!"

Seeing the other party blatantly holding a gun, Wang Feng felt that the old man's identity was not simple. In this country where guns are explicitly banned, and in such a scene, this is the only possibility.

Wang Feng showed his hands and walked towards the two of them, smiling lightly as well.

Seeing this young man who suddenly appeared walking towards us, the capable bodyguard was a little anxious and protected the old man behind him.

"Xiao Wang, don't be nervous, it's okay!"

The old man took a step and talked with his

The bodyguards stood together, looking very relaxed and at ease.

"Chief, there will be danger!"

Wang Cheng's intuition told him that the young boy who suddenly appeared was unusual, and that he had a sense of oppression against him, so he had to be careful.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, you don't believe in your strength or something, just relax, I haven't experienced any big storms."

Every word and every action of the old man carries a kingly demeanor, and his eyes are full of energy. He seems to be in control of everything around him even though he is not moving.

"soldier!"

Wang Feng looked at the tall and straight old man and guessed something.

The old man and the bodyguard named Wang Cheng looked at Wang Feng's figure, and at the same time they paid attention to Wang Feng's steps.

Calm and powerful, extremely confident, and silent under his feet, his feet stepped on the ground without leaving a trace. On this path full of leaves and gravel, he walked silently. The old man in the Chinese tunic suit and Wang Cheng were both a little surprised.

"Is this guy a cultivator?"

The old man murmured, but then shook his head. He had met cultivators, and he had met cultivators with relatively advanced cultivation. The person behind Long Yan was his old friend, so he knew something about cultivators.

of.

The aura of the young man walking towards him was scattered and not concentrated. It was obviously not the case, but he was certain that this boy must have practiced and had entered the military camp.

Wang Cheng looked at the unique breathing method and concluded that this boy might be from the special forces team. He relaxed after thinking about it, but he did not put down the pistol in his hand after all.

Although he was once the king of soldiers in Long Yan, he has quit Long Yan for more than ten years in order to protect the leader. Wang Cheng knows that Long Yan is the elite among the elite, the special among the special.

Wang Feng's expression remained unchanged, his breathing was steady, and he walked to a position fifty meters away from the two of them with a natural expression.

Seeing this boy standing fifty meters away from him, the old man smiled.

"I'm really sorry for disturbing you two from your morning practice. I'll apologize to you!"

Wang Feng said very freely, and at the same time he fisted and apologized to the two of them. He did not say boxing, just to prevent the other party from being dissatisfied. Although he was not afraid of these two people, the old man might be an old soldier, and he respected the old soldiers very much.

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And the reason why he apologized was out of respect, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. Was it fate that we met him?

The old man in Mao suit nodded, then smiled.

"Boy, who are you and what are you doing here?"
Chapter completed!