Honglu Martial Arts Museum, the second basement floor.

Han Dong stood quietly, the vain gray in his eyes gradually fading.

He blinked twice and looked at himself. The short sleeves and jeans were all torn, and the wound on the shoulder was bleeding, and the wound was torn and aggravated.

Tick.

Blood dripped and smashed.

After tearing his short sleeves twice and wrapping the wound on his shoulder, Han Dong looked at the martial artist Hongshi lying on the ground again, he was already out of breath, and his pulse was no longer beating.

"Alas. ”

He shook his head and sighed, "You have to force me to force the madness." ”

In any case, Hongshi must die.

Hongshi saw the huge power above his limit, and his greed was even stronger, if he spared Hongshi this time, he might have to implicate his relatives in the future.

Simply tie the knot, saving effort and time.

Han Dong kicked Hongshi twice, then walked to the side and sat on the ground: "The crazy demon state has a miraculous effect of amplification. It's a little scary, but it's a little more restrained. And after excitation, there are no negative follow-up effects. ”

Thinking so.

He picked up the mobile phone that was set aside, kicked it in his trouser pocket at will, and moved his fists and feet, his body was not weak, nor was he tired from excessive exertion, which verified the miraculous effect of the mad state.

All of a sudden, there was a bang.

Han Dong was stunned, sat cross-legged in amazement, and listened carefully.

The flow of qi and blood in his body is like a rushing river, which eventually merges into the sea, and the power in his body is coordinated with each other, and there is a tendency to merge.

Stand on the pile!

Practice anode piles now!

Han Dong's pupils tightened suddenly, and he hurriedly stood up, resting his palms on his chest, turning into a complex and mysterious handprint, and entering the state of standing.

Crash.

The churning qi and blood, when flowing, made the skin glow with blood red, especially the steaming heat all over the body, as if the water vapor was circling straight up.

Han Dong didn't expect it either.

As soon as he burst out of his strength, he encountered the opportunity to coordinate his qi and blood and strength.

If the injury is more severe, the blood is lost more, or the mad state has a weakness and other subsequent effects, then this opportunity is destined to be missed. Until next time, maybe dozens of days later.

Fortunately.

None of these effects that led to failure occurred.

The promotion of the second product to the first product belongs to a more important pass, which can be called a half-step transformation. Because the strength in the body is an invisible and qualitative strength, it is extremely difficult to condense into internal force.

One product is the transition period.

The power in the body first becomes the power of condensation, and finally becomes the internal force.

Rushing.

The blood continued to churn, and time passed gradually.

Due to the transformation of the form of strength, the promotion of a normal martial artist takes about ten minutes, as long as there is a fusion trend, it is a product.

But Han Dong is different.

The power in his body is too great to be unprecedented. In addition, there is a shoulder injury, and the qi and blood have passed a little, which adds to the difficulty of promotion.

Whew.

Whew.

Han Dong closed his eyes, his face was hidden with pain, and the churning qi and blood gradually stabilized, and it was difficult to integrate with the strength, and he forcibly maintained it, naturally giving birth to a lot of pain out of thin air.

Intense wheezing.

Beads of sweat dripped.

Han Dong gritted his teeth, his heart was free of distractions, and his emotions were as vigorous as flames, like the sun shining all over the earth, illuminating his heart and beliefs.

"Yipin!"

"Today, I want a product, give it to me!"

He continued to urge the flow of qi and blood, his legs carried an incredible amount of violent force, cracks appeared on the cement surface of the station, and turbulence was generated in the air around the station.

Crash!

Qi and blood instantly climbed to the peak of churning, showing a completely different state from the second grade, as if attached to the power in his body, making him feel a heavy sense of steadiness.

"It's done. Han Dong's face was overjoyed.

After more than half a year of martial arts practice, he finally reached the pinnacle of the nine grades of martial arts, and he had the power of cohesion to kill demons and monsters. One step further, there is a warrior with internal strength.

Whew.

He took a breath, picked up his phone, and first called his parents separately, and then picked up the phone and stood there.

Here and now.

The wide martial arts training room was empty, and some corners of the surrounding walls were torn open to reveal latex paint.

Hey?

Han Dong frowned and looked left and right.

But to find nothing, he looked around again, his eyes flashed with confusion, and he lowered his head and groaned.

"Strange. ”

"I always felt a little blurry around my body, like a veil. But the vision has not decreased, what is going on?"

Han Dong was confused and continued to scan.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, and he could only think that this was one of the illusions of a grade.

Suddenly.

Han Dong's eyes lit up and he sighed: "Come out." ”

In the martial arts training room, there was silence, as if talking to the air.

Phew.

Han Dong walked to the side, picked up his wallet and other odds and ends one after another, and continued: "The sound of your heartbeat can be compared to the beating of the drum, can't it come out?" ”

As soon as the words fell.

Click.

The iron door opened gently, Qian Gao saw the scene in front of him, his doubts suddenly disappeared, and the sense of horror filled his heart like a mountain and a tsunami.

His face was like white paper, his whole body was trembling, and cold sweat was oozing from his head.

"Han, Han Dong. ”

He trembled, "I, I...... There was a loud fighting sound here just now, and the entire martial arts hall was clearly shaken, and the streets were full of panicked people, thinking that there had been an earthquake. ”

Qian Gao was a little incoherent.

First of all, he couldn't believe that his master was dead, and secondly, he couldn't imagine how Han Dong could kill his own martial master...... Then, my dazed mind was like a tsunami rushing towards me, completely drowning my mind.

Fantastic.

Han Dong, who had been practicing martial arts for half a year, actually killed his own martial arts master!

"Hmm. ”

Han Dong squinted his eyes and muttered for a while.

As soon as he hung up the phone, he noticed the sound of his heartbeat outside the iron gate, which became more and more intense, obviously Qian Gao did not hear the conversation between himself and Hongshi.

So.

To kill, or not to kill?

Han Dong hesitated for a moment, and after the mad demonic state faded, the murderous nature in his heart was also greatly reduced. Besides, Qian Gao has a good relationship with himself.

But.

Even if you don't kill the money, you can't just walk away.

While thinking about countermeasures, Han Dong walked towards Qian Gao, who was trembling, pale, and dripping with cold sweat.

Smack.

He looked at Qian Gao lightly.

"Brother...... Han, Mr. Han, I don't know anything. Qian Gao's upper and lower teeth trembled, and he stumbled.

He knew it in his heart.

Han Dong in front of him is no longer a high school student who has just graduated, but a strong martial artist who can kill martial artists, and he must not be taken lightly.

Running away is tantamount to killing oneself.

And he and Han Dong are familiar at best. If he behaved inappropriately in panic, it was likely to cause Han Dong's killing intent.

Come to think of it.

Qian Gao continued to speak: "Mr. Han, after Qian Gao is willing to saddle your horse. Moreover, I have only been apprenticed for two years, and my relationship with Hongshi is more similar to that of leaders and subordinates. ”

"Alright. ”

Han Dong smiled and nodded his head.

Sweating profusely, Qian Gao's heart suddenly relaxed, although he was hovering between life and death, he finally saw the hope of living.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong took two or three steps back and forth with his hands behind his back, glanced at the lifeless martial artist Hongshi who had collapsed to the ground, and said lightly: "According to the rules of the martial arts world, forty percent of Hongshi's property should be taken out and left to his family. The rest is mine. ”

"It seems to be. Qian Gao said.

He didn't have access to the martial arts world, but he had heard of it occasionally.

The fight between martial artists should not implicate each other's relatives and friends, of course, there is a premise: these relatives and friends are ordinary people who do not know the world of martial arts. If one party is killed, the property will be divided according to the ratio of four or six.

Hum.

Han Dong snorted and squinted his eyes.

"Hongshi tried to kill me, and sent someone to spy on my close relatives to threaten me. He is unruly, he deserves to die, and don't blame me for not being emotional. ”

"I want others to die, and I want his house to be ruined. ”

"You are my spokesperson, find out the situation of his whole family, and sort out all his assets as soon as possible. As long as you do it well, I will not be stingy with the remuneration you should give and the status you should give. ”

Between the words, there is a sonorous decision.

has just experienced a life-and-death struggle, and Han Dong's concept is more and more in line with the concept of the martial arts world, straightforward, resolute, and does not do stupid things that follow the rules.

Repay grievances with direct and repay kindness.

Once a conclusion is reached, there is no delay.

"Okay, I'm usually in charge of overall management...... Property in the name of Hongshi. Within two days, we will be able to complete the statistics and report back to you. Qian Gao said respectfully.

"In addition, Hongshi has only one lover, he came to the martial arts hall yesterday, and it seems that he has already taken a plane to other provinces. ”

said.

He bowed slightly as a sign of respect.

In just a short period of time, Qian Gao's mentality has undergone a drastic change, and the idea of showing favor that Han Dong has extraordinary potential has turned into a subordinate mentality of awe.

"Yes. ”

Han Dong nodded his head and thought secretly.

No matter how many industries Hongshi has, it will be too late to transfer. Otherwise, it will attract Ning Moli's attention, and he may be killed before his plan is implemented.

I am busy practicing martial arts, so how can I have time to manage affairs.

simply let Qian Gao take care of it, so as not to delay his martial arts training. This decision can not only allow him to obtain a large amount of wealth, but also be leisurely and comfortable, and isolate himself from the troubles of power and wealth.

"Also. ”

"Even if a martial artist doesn't pay attention to money, Hongshi's net worth is at least hundreds of millions. I don't think management has that much business ability. ”

Han Dong nodded, more satisfied.

The books he has recently read are quite extensive. From mental thinking to the three views of human nature, he has a certain amount of involvement, which is also an important reason why he can quickly sort out his clues.

"And. ”

Han Dong suddenly looked back and looked at Qian Gao lightly: "I don't trust you very much. You have to give me a letter of submission. ”

What the?

Qian Gao was dazed and at a loss.

But he didn't panic, but respectfully asked what the name was. He is only a second-class person, and his life is a fluke. As the spokesperson of Han Dong, he is a unique gift.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong walked to the iron gate and said indifferently: "You should know that Hongshi has two first-grade martial arts practitioners who assist him...... If I'm right, they'll be back in the martial arts hall soon. ”

"Yes, I know. Qian Gao frowned, recalled, and hurriedly added: "Early this morning, Hongshi sent them out, but as for what to do, I don't know. ”

Hearing this, Han Dong bowed his head slightly.

At present, it is certain that the two people who are monitoring their parents are these two first-class martial arts practitioners. And Qian Gao is not clear about the specific purpose, which also proves that Qian Gao is not Hongshi's henchman.

But yes or no, it doesn't matter.

If Qian Gao has any changes in the future, he can just slap him to death.

And for now.

These two people must die.