612 Who's farting, exactly
I don't know what kind of hatred my dad has with Killer Gate, maybe it's just out of a righteous heart, just like he did in Rongcheng, killing more than thirty people overnight. Killer Gate is notorious in China, and it was only natural that my dad would fight against him.
The first time I heard about the hidden killing group was from the mouth of Secretary Mi of Gaochun District, when Secretary Mi said that not only the official vigorously cracked down on the killer door, but also some organizations from the people specifically targeted the killer door, and the hidden killing group was the most famous one.
At that time, I didn't take it seriously, I felt that I was 108,000 miles away from the hidden killing group, and then Wang Ren and the others appeared, and I didn't think about joining the hidden killing group, I wanted to find my father and save Cheng Yiyi.
As a result, the hidden killing group turned out to be built by my father, which was really unexpected.
Although I knew it a little late, it was not too late overall, so I was waiting for Brother Hua to help me contact my dad.
I also continued to talk with Wang Ren and them, and Wang Ren and they were all very interested in my father and kept asking me about my childhood. I said that when I was a child, I really didn't think my dad was anything special, just a little taller, a little more handsome, and nothing else, just an ordinary person.
Wang Ren and the others gossiped and said that Nanwang must have deliberately kept a low profile before.
Zheng Zhi asked strangely: "How did Nanwang and your mother divorce?"
This question made me very embarrassed, I could only vaguely say a discord, Zheng Zhi wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Wang Ren, Wang Ren said: "Why are you asking so much, Nanwang wants to do a great career, it must be inconvenient to have a wife and children, it must be because of this that the divorce, including Nanwang's refusal to admit that he has a family, all to protect his family!"
Others said yes.
I thought to myself, it would be nice if this was the case, but unfortunately it was my mother who was sorry for my father, and the two divorced.
But Wang Ren and the others respected Nanwang very much, and unconsciously beautified Nanwang, believing that my father divorced my mother and deliberately concealed everything in order to protect his family. I'm not going to say it, they can think whatever they want.
When they learned that my dad and I had been out of touch for years, they asked me how I came to know the name "King of the South." I can talk about this matter, I told me about my experience in Rongcheng, and when Luo Ziyan suddenly appeared alone and went straight to the Jin family's manor, Wang Ren and the others all shouted "wow", saying that they were worthy of being the killing god of the hidden killing group, and they were handsome.
From their mouths, I learned that the hidden killing group also has the position of "killing god", which can be said to be above 10,000 people under one person, and in layman's terms, it is the second master, second only to my father in the hidden killing group. Moreover, Luo Ziyan is also an S-level wanted criminal, there are no more than ten S-level wanted criminals in the entire Huaxia, and the hidden killing team accounts for two, no wonder he can go against the killer door.
Luo Ziyan is also enough, he has been with my dad for so many years, and he is indeed my dad's good brother.
When I was in Rongcheng, I wanted to be able to talk to Luo Ziyan, and I wouldn't wait until today to have news from my father.
Anyway, just wait with peace of mind now, and sooner or later I can contact my dad. The waiting process was very long, and I talked a lot with Wang Ren and them, and we also had a general understanding of the hidden killing group, which was top secret before, but because I was the son of King Nan, they knew everything and said everything.
We're almost done, and we're talking about kung fu again.
In the past few days, I have just started to practice qi, so I asked them if they have practiced. They said that of course there is, and that they can only get stronger and stronger by cultivating both inside and outside, which is a truth that everyone knows, and they also asked me if I hadn't practiced before? I was embarrassed, because everyone was practicing, and I really just knew, but I could only say that I had practiced, but the results have not been great.
Wang Ren said that this is normal, and practicing qi is a long job, not to mention that there is still physical fitness stuck, and it can't be done overnight.
"Young master, if you want to be fast, you can't reach it, if your physical strength is not enough, you will go crazy if you forcibly practice qi, so let's take it slowly. Wang Ren said.
I understand this, but I'm still too anxious, I really want to be stronger. I'll be able to contact my dad right away, but I definitely can't rely on my dad for the rest of my life.
I asked Wang Ren them, "How big is the source power in your body?"
Wang Ren said: "Young master, we are all the strength of the Yellow Rank now, it should be the same, just the size of a ping pong ball!"
In the previous decisive battle with Yan Yuchuan and them, everyone saw that I was on par with Yak Niu, and it was natural to think that I was also a low-grade strength of the Yellow Rank. Of course, this is true, and I have indeed reached the lower level of the Yellow Order. But Wang Ren said that the source power in their bodies is the size of a ping pong ball, which surprised me a lot: "Why am I so big with sesame grains?!"
This time it was Wang Ren's turn, and they were shocked.
"No......"
"Impossible!"
"The source power is only the size of a sesame seed, how can it have the strength of the lower grade of the Yellow Order!"
Although Wang Ren and the others were surprised, this is a fact, and I don't quite understand why. After inquiring in detail about my martial arts training experience, Wang Ren finally suddenly realized: "Young master, that's because you have practiced your foreign kung fu well, and your foundation is strong enough, and you can reach the lower grade of the Yellow Order without using source power!"
As soon as Wang Ren said this, I understood, it was indeed the case, before I practiced qi, I could fight with the yak just by forging my body boxing.
Zhao Yi and the others also understood, and they all became envious, saying that my external body is strong enough, and practicing qi is even more effective with half the effort. They gave me an analogy, saying that the human body is a bucket, the source force is water, how much water can be filled, it depends on the size of the bucket, the stronger the body, the more water it can hold.
With a strong body like me, I can desperately fill it with water, Wang Ren and they have reached the limit, and they have been practicing their bodies desperately recently, and they dare not practice qi anymore.
"Young Master, how did you train your body so strongly?"
"Young master, you can fight with the yak cow without the source power, it may be that I am lonely and unheard, but this is the first time I have seen it!"
"Young master, I heard what you said just now, you haven't been practicing for long, why is the foreign kung fu so 'sรจ'?"
Ever since I knew that I was the son of King Nan, Wang Ren and the others were extremely numb when they spoke, and they praised me at every turn, making me feel uncomfortable. Of course, they are also really envious, because of their physical limitations, they have been stuck in the Yellow Rank for a long time.
Really, I wanted to teach them body forging at that time.
I dare to guarantee that after they learn the Forging Body Fist, their strength will immediately go to the next level, just like Zhao Hu at the beginning. Wang Ren and they helped me a lot, and it was nothing to teach them to exercise their body boxing, so they should be rewarded. But the white wolf just told me not long ago that he wouldn't let me pass it on to others, so what should I do?
I thought about it, gave Wang Ren a look, and walked out of the house.
Wang Ren and the others looked at each other and followed.
In the yard, I turned my back to them and started to do my body punches.
When I was boxing, I really couldn't guarantee that I wouldn't be peeked at, just like in the garden before, I only practiced physical boxing to improve my strength, and I couldn't go to a place where no one was there to practice, and it was impossible for the yak to agree.
Wang Ren blessed their hearts, and immediately understood what I meant.
"Young master, this is teaching us to box......
"Could it be that after practicing this set of boxing, the body can become stronger?"
"But the young master taught us boxing, why didn't you say it directly, and it didn't make a sound?"
"Stupid, the young master must have promised someone, he can't pass on this set of boxing techniques, so he uses this method to teach us!"
"That's right, it must be like this, let's learn it quickly!"
To tell the truth, people who can reach the strength of the Yellow Rank will definitely not have bad qualifications under normal circumstances, so I only played a few times, and Wang Ren and they all wrote them down, and practiced them in style.
"It's weird, this punch looks very ordinary, how can it become stronger?"
"Yes, it's slow, and it's not lethal, it's actually a real battle, and it's not very powerful. โ
"What does the young master mean......
I turned to face them and covered my mouth and nose with my hands.
Wang Ren and the others were dumbfounded.
"Young master, what do you mean by this......"
"Did someone fart? Zhou Li, is it you, you can fart the most, usually you can put it, why do you put it now, look at the young master!"
"Nonsense, how can Xiaosheng be a casual fart person...... Especially in front of the young master, I don't even dare to breathe too hard, how can I fart!"
"Who is farting then? Zhao Yi, isn't it you!"
"It's not me!" Zhao Yi blushed, and suddenly let out a fart "poof".
"It's you!" Wang Ren and Zhou Li grabbed Zhao Yi and said to me: "Young master, the real murderer has been found, it is his fart, you can put your hand down!"
Looking at them, I was really speechless, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
Zheng Zhi rolled his eyes and said, "Does the young master mean that you can't fart when practicing this set of boxing?"
Ay...... It's a think tank, and it's really a brain.
Wang Ren said: "On the contrary, it should be that you can't breathe." โ
I put my hand down in satisfaction, smiled at them, and turned to go into the room.
According to my prompt, several people practiced body forging boxing outside, and I believe that in the near future, their strength will be able to reach a higher level again. I didn't say a word the whole time, so I don't count it as passing it on to them. I also know that this is self-deception, but I want to repay Wang Ren and them, and I don't want to break my promise to the white wolf, so I can only do this.
I continued to practice qi.
The garden of the Murong family is good, there are mountains and mountains, and water and water, although the mountains are rockeries and the water is well water, they are all pure and natural, which is very suitable for people like us who practice martial arts.
In this way, while waiting for Brother Hua's news, we practiced boxing and qi respectively, and stayed here for a day and a night.
The next day, news came that Brother Hua personally came to visit Murong's house.