The person Su Xiaorou wanted Li Xiaomeng to find was Meng Wanying, the woman with a proud figure and a coquettish figure. Since Yin Zhiwei was sentenced to death in an accident, Meng Wanying has disappeared, and Su Xiaorou, who doesn't blame Meng Wanying at all, can't find her best friend who came to Lingnan with her after graduation.

Meng Wanying's mobile phone was changed, and the house that Yin Zhiwei bought for her was also taken away by the bank, and now no one who Su Xiaorou knows knows where Meng Wanying has gone.

So Su Xiaorou hopes that Li Xiaomeng can help her find it, now Li Xiaomeng is already a person who calls for wind and rain on Lingnan Road, and if she wants to find someone, her efficiency may be no less than that of the police. In fact, a while ago, when Li Xiaomeng went back to the Butterfly Love Flower Cafe, she met Meng Wanying once, and that day she hid in the dark and turned around when she saw Li Xiaomeng. Obviously, Meng Wanying is also very painful, she is reluctant to be a true friend like Su Xiaorou, but Su Xiaorou can forgive her, but she can't forgive herself.

Li Xiaomeng agreed, and arranged for Liu Zhongchao and Dahong to take care of this matter.

Su Xiaorou was very grateful, but did not invite Li Xiaomeng to her house again, Li Xiaomeng put on a helmet, got on a heavy motorcycle and drove to Fuli Resort.

The last time I came here, the two masters of the Kun character generation in the dark night, Long Zihao and Jiang Kun, didn't like him very much, and he proved his strength by piercing the sandbag with one punch, but he was not able to get the favor of Long Zihao, the only son of the Wuneng mage.

It's the same here today, the short and concise Long Zihao is practicing his fighting skills with the two big men, and when he saw Li Xiaomeng coming in, he glanced at Li Xiaomeng with slanted eyes, gritted his teeth and punched his sparring partner harder, and in less than half a minute, he overturned all the two big men.

The boxers present saw Li Xiaomeng's terrifying skills that day, and at this time, Li Xiaomeng's eyes were also a little awe-inspiring, these men are the most bloody masters, and strength is always the only reason for their submission.

After Long Zihao put down the two big men, he moved his hands and feet and walked over.

The three people newly selected in the dark night were all sweating profusely, and the most vigorous man with the nickname Niutou who looked like a cow ran over, his usual expression also seemed to be staring at people, and he smiled with a bit of bullishness, and ordinary people must be scared to hide away when they see such a person.

"Hello!"

Li Xiaomeng was stunned, this cow would still say hello, it was rare, and he smiled politely: "Hello!"

The last time I came to train in the middle of the night, this bull head looked at him with a rather provocative look, but this time it was much friendlier. It is clear that he is a man who respects the strong. However, he didn't know that the young man in front of him was the remnant ghost with his face painted at the beginning, and he won him with his two big axes.

"Please advise me in the future, I would love to learn from you!" the bull continued, his voice was loud, he really couldn't make people feel his friendliness.

Li Xiaomeng couldn't help but laugh a little, Long Zihao came over and ordered Niu Tou and them: "Go while training!"

Niu Tou nodded, he really did it, and he also respected Long Zihao, because the strength of this Long Zihao, who was a head shorter than him, was far above him.

Long Zihao took a towel casually, wiped the sweat on his body, and said coldly: "Follow me, the head is waiting for you in the secret room!"

Long Zihao is an important member of the dark night, and the head is his father, but he usually calls Long Banshan the head.

Li Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders and followed.

Jiang Kun, who was not far away and was in charge of training the disciples of the dark night, also looked at this side with a complicated expression.

"Senior Brother Kun, I heard that the head of the sect let Li Xiaomeng enter his private practice room, and he wants to teach him closed-door stunts, can't it be true?"

Jiang Kun glanced back at his mouthy junior brother, and shouted: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, forget our door rules?

"Don't, don't, I don't ask!" the man quickly shut up and retreated into the crowd.

Jiang Kun couldn't help but grit his teeth, he and Long Zihao were the most proud disciples of Long Banshan, and Long Zihao ranked first among the Kun generations, and he ranked second. The master is also the head of Long Banshan, and there are many stunts that are not taught to ordinary people, Long Zihao is the only son of the master, and it is understandable to pass them on to him. But he has never taught himself, and now he takes Li Xiaomeng to a private practice room, and he must have taught Li Xiaomeng his stunts.

This made Jiang Kun feel very uncomfortable.

There was more than one person who was unhappy, and Long Zihao, who led the way, led Li Xiaomeng to a closed iron gate behind, stopped, and stared back at Li Xiaomeng: "You, remember, this is dark night." I'm the only son of the head!"

"Oh, got it!" Li Xiaomeng replied casually, not taking it to heart.

Li Xiaomeng's light demeanor made Long Zihao very annoyed, he grabbed Li Xiaomeng's collar, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't pretend to be stupid, no matter how good my father treats you, you are just an outsider." If you dare to pay attention to the night, I promise that you will live rather than die!"

Li Xiaomeng, who smiled evilly, pushed Long Zihao away with a flick of his hands, and said with a smile: "Such a big person, the dragon seniors have not taught you not to do what you can't do, don't just promise casually!"

After speaking, he knocked on the door and walked into the private practice room in Long Banshan.

Long Zihao was so angry that his lungs exploded, but he couldn't go in to disturb Long Banshan, turned around and walked a few steps, and couldn't help but be so angry that he smashed his fist on the wall of the corridor. A groove instantly appeared on the wall, and cracks spread out.

In the practice room, the bald-headed Long Banshan sat cross-legged with a serene expression.

Li Xiaomeng walked in leisurely, glanced inside, and sighed a little. In the end, he was the acting abbot, the room was full of cicadas, there were wooden fish on the ground on the side, and there were two Buddha statues in the middle of the place where the north and south were sitting, respectively, the dragon and the tiger Arhat, the demeanor was vivid and lifelike, Long Banshan was a devout Buddhist.

Long Banshan let out a long sigh, slowly opened his eyes, and was extremely peaceful: "It's rare that I'm not late today!"

Li Xiaomeng smiled, sat in front of Long Banshan, looked at Long Banshan very eagerly and said, "Hehe, today you are going to teach me a stunt, of course I won't be late!"

Long Banshan glanced at Li Xiaomeng: "You are simply a greedy and cheap marketman, I really feel ashamed of my senior brother!"

Li Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders indifferently, maybe this was really born, maybe he was later brought out by his master Zhang Qingshan in Wolong Village, but Li Xiaomeng knew that his master Zhang Qingshan did not think that the scoundrel side of his character was a shortcoming, on the contrary, maybe in a world of the jungle, scoundrels can survive better.

"Okay, I'll show you a set of punches, and study hard. It will be of great benefit to your fighting ability!"

Li Xiaomeng nodded, immediately became serious, flashed to the side and stood with his legs slightly crossed, looking at Long Banshan intently.

Long Banshan slowly got up, leaned out slightly under his feet, and raised his hands in a very strange posture. Taking a deep breath, his kind and serene gaze suddenly became extremely spicy, and he shouted angrily, and his feet moved quickly, his legs, thighs, waist, chest, shoulders, and hands were almost perfectly coordinated, extremely fast, and his movements were tricky.

No one would have imagined that this old bald man with a hunched body could have such skills, and the fast eyes of the punches could not distinguish clearly. The boxing method is unique, seemingly chaotic, but it implies murderous intentions, and the moves are extremely ruthless.

"Good!"

Li Xiaomeng, who was engrossed in watching Long Banshan boxing, couldn't help but shout, and the connoisseur could see the subtlety of this set of punches at a glance, and Li Xiaomeng, who was also a top master, had to be amazed and excited.

Long Banshan beat a set of punches, and when it was over, his forehead was already full of sweat, his hands were slowly pressed down from his chest, and after controlling his breathing, Long Banshan turned his head to look at Li Xiaomeng: "Do you see clearly, do you want me to fight again!"

Li Xiaomeng's perception is beyond ordinary people, his eyesight and memory ability are also strong, and he can see the messy boxing method just now, and he also remembers a lot of essence.

"You don't have to fight again, what kind of punch is this, I've never seen it before, it's so powerful!"

Long Banshan leaned over and slapped his back with both hands: "Of course you haven't seen it, if I die, this set of punches will be lost!"

"What, you didn't even pass on your son to him?" Li Xiaomeng was shocked, not expecting it at all.

Yes, no one taught this set of boxing techniques in Long Banshan, and his son Long Zihao didn't even know that he would have such a strange boxing technique. There are more stunts in the Dragon Banshan Society, and this is the only closed-door stunt he has not taught to anyone.

Long Banshan smiled bitterly: "Kid, this punch is called Seven Wounds Boxing, and it will hurt your body after practice." Fighting against the enemy is to injure 30% of the enemy and 70% of self-inflicted damage. When I was young, I was also a good seven-foot man, because I practiced Seven Wounds Boxing, and now my body has become like this!"

"Damn, you didn't pass it on to your son and the people of the night because you didn't want to hurt them, aren't you clearly cheating on me!"

Long Banshan laughed, put his hands behind his back, and walked out with his steps: "Love to practice or not!"

(There is a change at 12 o'clock in the evening, ask for collections, ask for flowers!)