After eating hot pot, everyone left the hot pot restaurant satisfied.

Entering the school gate, Bai Junji specially reminded when they were separated: "Remember to come to the Chuanwu Club early tomorrow morning to gather, don't oversleep." ”

Everyone smiled and agreed, and went their separate ways.

Feng Manlou and Li Nan wanted to send Ye Qingling and Liu Yuxin back to the girls' dormitory, and separated from Du Xinbai and others downstairs in the boys' dormitory and went to the girls' dormitory.

There was nothing to say all the way, and after sending the second daughter into the dormitory building safely, the two walked back, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening halfway through, and the stars in the sky were like a milky way.

"Man Lou, you said to fight with the people of the boxing club, what tactics do we use?" Li Nan thought that he would fight with the boxing club tomorrow, and he was a little uncertain.

"It's simple, get out of the way and get back from attacking the boxer. Feng Manlou replied, and suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you leave?" Li Nan asked strangely.

"I suddenly remembered that there was something to do, so you should go back first. "The wind is all over the hallway.

Li Nan looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly his face became obscene, "Crazy, do you want to go to Ye Qingling again, then watch a midnight movie, and then go to the *Eight Hotel?! I said that it is better to wait for two more days, the president said, the war is coming, the yang energy cannot be discharged, and the kidney water must not be lost!"

"Fuck off, I'm not as hungry as you, I suddenly remembered that something had fallen behind in the Chuanwu Society, and I wanted to go back and get it. Feng Manlou scolded with a smile.

Li Nan laughed and continued to walk towards the dormitory.

Feng Manlou saw him go away, looked around, walked into a secluded small garden on the side, and said coldly: "Come out, the people of the rivers and lakes are bright and fair, don't hide your head and tail like this." ”

"Hehe, your ears are good. In the shadows, a short, thin man in his twenties walked out with a sneer.

Feng Manlou glanced at it and said lightly: "You are the one who released the killing intent on me in the activity building in the morning, who are you?"

"It seems that you not only have good ears, but also have sharp senses. The man was a little stunned, when he was in the activity building, he just glanced at Feng Manlou, and never thought that he would be discovered.

"I don't need your compliment, tell me who you really are and why you want to kill me. Feng Manlou didn't appreciate his appreciation, and still got straight to the point.

"What an anxious guy," the man asked rhetorically, "Do you remember Cheng Jili?"

"Cheng Jili?" Feng Manlou was stunned for a moment, and then the image of a middle-aged man in his forties, short stature, and a long coat and long shirt came to mind.

He remembered that the police once told him that the man who cut his calf with an iron claw was called Cheng Jili!

"You're from the Iron Claw Monkey Fist?"

"It's so smart, it's a little bit thorough!" the man smiled and applauded, explaining the ins and outs, "I am a foreign disciple in the Iron Claw Monkey Fist who is responsible for cleaning the portal, Cheng Jili's kid stole the secret book of the sect, and the master specially asked me to clean the portal." ”

Feng Manlou's eyes rolled when he heard this, and he put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Are you here to thank me for helping you clean up the portal?"

"Hehe, almost. The man smiled and nodded, and began to walk towards him, and when he reached a distance of six or seven meters, he suddenly accelerated, and the cold light flashed on his sleeves, and he rushed towards the wind all over the building.

He grabbed his throat with an iron claw with his left hand, and handed it out at the same time with his right hand, only pulling out the wind all over the downstairs body, which was really yin and ruthless.

Feng Manlou scolded "bastard", pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, and the same cold light flashed.

I saw the sharp sound of the four blades colliding in the dark park, and in the sparks, the dagger and the iron claw collided together, and the two took two steps back, one in the form of a monkey lying on the ground, and one pierced the sheep and horses, looking at each other coldly.

"Hmph, with a bit of kung fu, no wonder he can beat Cheng Jili to a serious injury!" the man's tone was calm, and the fierce color in his eyes burned like a flame.

"You bastard, I'll clean the portal for you, and you still want to kill me, are you human!"

"I don't care if he is dead or alive, but if you mix it up like this, the secret book that was stolen by him will never be recovered, do you know how precious the things on that secret book are!" The man said, "Tell you, the secret of our Iron Claw Monkey Fist Founding Patriarch is all written on it, you beat him into an idiot, and Lao Tzu will never be able to practice those killing moves at the bottom of the box in the future!"

After the man finished speaking, the iron claws slashed into the ground, and in the sparks, they swooped again towards the wind-filled building.

MMP's, it turned out that he came to me to vent his personal anger, and he said something about cleaning up the portal, a bastard full of hypocrisy. Feng Manlou saw him rushing quickly, and the iron claws in his hands were waved faster than Cheng Jili, and he was not afraid at all, and he clenched the two daggers to meet him.

There was another sharp sound of ping-pong and sparks, and after thirty or forty moves in the blink of an eye, the man swept with a backhand, directly cutting three gaps in the T-shirt on Feng Manlou's chest.

Feng Manlou did not show weakness, took a step back, and the dagger turned in the palm of his hand from a reverse grip to a positive grip, and slashed a line between the man's wrists.

There was a "stab", and the man's left sleeve was also cut through a big hole, and the two jumped apart again.

"Kung Fu is okay, it can force me to use six points of strength. Feng Manlou didn't give the man a chance to speak this time, and he spoke first.

"Heh, you're not afraid to blow the bull into the sky. The man looked at his torn placket and couldn't help but laugh.

The two were about to fight again, when a couple suddenly walked from a distance, and it seemed that they were planning to go into the small garden on a date.

The two glanced at each other, put away their blades at the same time, and said in the wind: "Say, let's continue to fight, or just forget it?"

"Forget it, unless you can find out the cheats, I will kill you!"

"Okay, since that's the case, then let's change to a secluded place and continue to fight," Feng Manlou turned around and walked outside the school, he had already turned on the system for thousands of miles, and the more secluded the place he went, the better it would be for him.

The man did not weaken his momentum, and swaggered to follow the wind to the outside of the building.

The two of them walked around to a sugar cane grove outside the school, where there were no homes and no lights, and they looked around. It's all a one-person tall sugar cane, and it's really a treasure of feng shui for private fighting.

"I'm quite good at picking places," the man looked around carefully, for fear of being ambushed, and when he was sure that there was no one around, the murderous aura on his body could no longer be suppressed.

"Can I ask you a question before I do it again?" Feng Manlou pulled out his dagger again.

"Just ask, don't be a fool. The man put the iron claw on his hand, and looked at the wind building as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Where is the address of your Iron Claw Monkey Fist Gate, and how many people inside the door know about my existence?" asked Feng Manlou.

"What, you still want to sue us in front of Lord Yama?" the man sneered, "It's okay to tell you, our Iron Claw Monkey Fist Gate is at the foot of Mount Emei, except for me, the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the master in the door all know you." Satisfied?"

"They're all going to come to me to settle accounts?" Feng Manlou raised an eyebrow.

"Do you think that if you don't get the cheats, you will die, and you will have to be taken out of the coffin by the master and the senior brother and tortured again. The man said.

"Understood," he nodded, "since you are so desperate, then don't blame me for bullying the weak." ”

"What are you talking about, bullying the weak with the strong, haha, do you think that Cheng Jili's martial arts are the top in our sect...... Ouch, you actually dare to sneak attack!" Before the man's words fell, he found that Feng Manlou had rushed to his eyes at an acceleration, and hurriedly raised his arms to block, only to find that the opponent's dagger had spread the sword light like a machine gun, and it actually blocked all his attack routes at once, forcing him to retreat.

"Where to go!" Feng Manlou grabbed a step with his left foot, stepped on the opponent's right foot, fixed it in place, followed his arms like flying, and directly stabbed seventeen or eighteen holes about an inch deep on his body, and in an instant, the man was covered in blood and lay on the ground like mud.

Feng Manlou looked at the man with an unbelievable face, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and wiped the blood on his hand, and then said slowly: "Don't worry, I made a very measured shot, and I didn't hurt your internal organs at all, with your physical fitness, it is estimated that you will last until tomorrow morning and will be discovered, and there will be no problem at all." ”

"You, you won't kill me?" Su Qing came back from the shock and asked with some surprise.

"Killing? that's what you martial arts scum do, I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I only defend myself. Feng Manlou stood up, and when he walked past Su Qing, he kicked Su Qing's temple with his toes, and the latter's eyes were immediately bloodshot, his head was crooked, and he passed out directly.

This kick is enough to kick this guy into an idiot like Cheng Jili, right?

Except for the sugar cane fields, Feng Manlou walked out along the road and flagged down a taxi to the Fallen Angel Bar.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the bar street, Feng Manlou paid for the car, and set off for the Fallen Angel Bar.

The bar street is still lively, and the red men and green women on the street are unscrupulously entangled and flirtatious, and they have not been affected in the slightest because of the anti-crime operation a month ago.

Because they were wearing masks, getting off the taxi again, and wearing a cheek tracksuit, they were hanged alive, and the beauties on the street glanced at Feng Manlou casually, and then turned their eyes away, and they were not even interested in seeing a second look.

For these beauties, it is not a man with exquisite clothes, and it is not worth their shot at all - it is not for nothing that the rich second generation who loves to be low-key and only wears street stalls, but most of them are really poor!

To be ignored by these bewitching beauties, Feng Manlou couldn't ask for it, he came to the door of the Fallen Heaven Bar, found that the door was sealed, and detoured to the alley behind the bar.

It was estimated that it smelled too big near the garbage can, and there was no one working in the field here, so the wind was full of buildings and looked around, climbed the drain, climbed up to the second floor like an ape, and got in through the broken window.

Cheng Jili is Du Xin's bodyguard, and he should live in a bar if he thinks about it, maybe the cheats book is in it!

Feng Manlou entered the bedroom, took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight APP, and a bright light immediately illuminated half of the living room.

After a while, he found a small pool of dark red blood on the ground, observed it, and muttered, "This is probably the blood shed by the person who was concentrated on the thigh by the police." ”

He searched around the room, but found no martial arts secrets, so he followed the passage to the general manager's office of the bar.

Feng Manlou searched around the office and found that the police's investigation and evidence collection could be described as carpet-like, except for the tables, chairs, coffee tables, almost everything was removed.

Belch...... If you move so carefully, I'm afraid you won't find anything. Feng Manlou thought regretfully.

After looking around, he found nothing, except for the office, he came to the dormitory where a group of thugs lived, and looked for the first three rooms, and when he found four rooms in the end, Feng Manlou's eyes lit up.

This fourth dormitory is a luxuriously furnished little suite with a bathroom and separate kitchen, as well as a living room!

According to Cheng Jili's skills, most of this room is for him. Feng Manlou thought to himself.

He pushed the door open and entered the bedroom, and saw a hastily turned over bookshelf full of martial arts novels, and immediately felt a little more hopeful.

Perhaps because it was a subordinate who lived there, the police did not take all the items inside, but only chose to rummag through them hastily.

The so-called hiding a drop of water in the sea, you can disappear without a trace, Feng Manlou looked at those martial arts novels, and felt that the hope of finding the cheats of the Iron Claw Monkey Fist was greatly increased!

As soon as he said it, he hurriedly took down the novel of An Xie, rummaged through one book, and soon found a booklet that was only one centimeter thick, with nine Song-style characters on it.

It is estimated that the guy who was looking for the cheats didn't know that Cheng Jili had taken refuge in Du Xin, so he had been to the bar at all, and the police were not from the martial arts, so they only regarded this cheats as a guy like "Rulai God's Palm"!"