The white-headed young man named Xiaohui saw that the stray dog was let go by Song Ziwen, slapped the table and stood up, pointed at Song Ziwen and scolded: "Song Ziwen, don't be embarrassed, if you don't kill this dog to Lao Tzu today, don't want to mix in this area." ”

Several other young people also stood up, especially the teenagers who were almost knocked down by Song Ziwen.

Song Ziwen moved two steps without a trace, as if he was being pushed backwards by the two of them, but he could see that the hands of the two teenagers had not touched his body at all.

"This Song Ziwen is really a character. Breaking the cocoon and thinking that he wanted to leave after holding Dabao's hand, but Dabao was still standing there and looking at those people, and he didn't want to move.

"Cleared, cleared......" The men waved their hands and shouted, looking at the broken cocoon that did not leave, and shouted viciously.

Xiaohui and Song Ziwen were still confronting, and the other few people were divided into two, two of them walked towards the trembling dog with wine bottles, and two others walked towards the broken cocoon.

Song Ziwen saw the situation here, and said to Po Cocoon apologetically: "Brother, I'm sorry, you go first, don't be like them." ”

Breaking the cocoon knew that these people couldn't help Song Ziwen, and it was inconvenient for him to cause trouble, so he was about to pick up Dabao and leave, but he heard a loud scream, and saw that the stray dog that was originally hiding in the corner and shivering suddenly burst out and pounced on a young man with a wine bottle.

How could the two teenagers have thought that this dog would suddenly go crazy, watching the stray dog bite at him with its teeth, he has long lost the flamboyant posture just now, turned around and ran.

Seeing that the dog was about to bite one of the calves, Song Ziwen turned around, raised his foot and hooked the neck of the stray dog, and with a flick of the back, he was about to knock the dog to the ground.

But the stray dog seemed to be possessed by gods and demons, and became extremely sensitive, tilting its head upward, and its forelimbs were on Song Ziwen's legs.

In addition, the two teenagers who walked towards the broken cocoon turned around and were about to help, when they heard a "bang" sound and were smashed on the head by a beer bottle.

"Does it hurt to hit you, does it hurt to hit you?" Dabao held a wine bottle in his hand, stood on the stool, grabbed the clothes on the shoulder of the cocoon with one hand, and was still shouting in his mouth.

"You MB, Lao Tzu will kill you. The man turned his head, didn't care about his partner who was being chased by the dog, and ignored the broken cocoon standing next to Dabao, and kicked at Dabao.

Breaking the cocoon knew that the dog was crazy and it should be Dabao's ghost, but he didn't know how Dabao could control the dog, and he didn't have time to think about it now, seeing this person kicking towards Dabao, he also stretched out a leg.

First stop at the man's knee, then kick him on the calf bone of his other leg.

If it was before, if he suddenly made a move without thinking about it, he would definitely kick and break this person's leg bone, but during this time, he practiced the "Internal Force Awakening Envelope Diagram", so that he could better grasp the strength of his shot.

The man was unsteady on his feet, so he fell backwards, and the other man also stood in place when he saw this, and he did not dare to move. The two boys, who were chased by the mad dog and barked, did not care about their companions, pulled out the crowd stuffed outside the canopy, and ran away, and the dog chased after him.

Breaking the cocoon nodded at Song Ziwen, who was slightly surprised, put fifty yuan on the table, took Dabao's hand and walked out. As soon as he stepped over to the awning, he felt that something was wrong, as if he was being locked in by someone or something.

One before and one after the other.

The one behind should be the white-headed boy named Xiaohui!

The touch of induction in front of the canopy was in the crowd in front of the canopy, and there were a few people.

This kind of induction is a little vague in the heart of the broken cocoon. Since practicing the "Diagram of the Awakening Envelope of Internal Force", not only has the sensitivity improved rapidly, but even the discernment of the mind has begun to appear.

In addition to keeping the mind clear, this kind of mental recognition can also produce a small area of early warning of the surrounding environment.

Xiaohui's kind of induction in the back is very strong, of course, because this young man doesn't know how to put his mind away freely.

The front sense is very weak, and it should be a pretty good character.

"Thoughts" are very mysterious, but they are not so mysterious. To use the simplest analogy, for example, if you watch others play with the size next to you, when others press the small, you think that this time it should be big, and the result is really big.

This probability is the mind. The difference is that most of this kind of thinking is immediate, and most of the time there are some accidental factors in it, and when you learn it systematically, it is possible to shrink this "accident" infinitely, and eventually become inevitable.

In Cheng Lao's eyes, if a person can suppress his thoughts so that the other party can't feel it before he starts, then this person will not only be very calm, but also a great player.

Of course, the "good hands" mentioned by Cheng Lao are not limited to a certain aspect, but also vary from person to person and from opponent to opponent.

The magic skills of the cocoon are not too strong, of course, compared to the senior magicians.

His strength is that he has an internal force that modern people do not have!

True, pure internal force!

Even if it's just a trace for the time being, but what Cheng Lao said, this trace of internal force is like the noodles that are fermenting when steaming steamed buns, as long as you practice diligently, it will ferment infinitely.

Whether it is a special function to be learned in the future, illusions, etc., internal force will be an inseparable carrier, not to mention, in many magic tricks, internal force can replace some props.

It was precisely because of the internal force in his body that he could feel the two thoughts that were malicious towards him.

"Police?"

He had no memory of what happened that night. I only heard Cheng Lao say that the bald head forcibly killed one person, and the rest were crazy or stupid. As it follows, only three of those involved left the scene.

Chen Lightyear had left before the accident.

The bald man disappeared after the killing.

I slept in bed inexplicably.

So the next morning, Zhang Mingming was taken to this town.

He also knew that sooner or later the police would find him, even if he was not directly related to the murder, but judging from the seriousness of the incident, the police had to find themselves.

No, not the police. Breaking the cocoon felt that these two thoughts had strong malice towards him.

Is it Chen Lightyear's man?

Breaking the cocoon didn't turn around, but just turned slightly to the side so that he could notice the environment on both sides.

There were also a lot of people standing outside the canopy, probably feeling that there was a fight, one by one getting more and more excited, and the crowd was a little crowded, like a slowly moving tide.

Fighting, breaking the cocoon is not worried at all.

He wouldn't despise this mocking Xiaohui, but he really didn't care, including his accomplices.

But now he can't cause trouble, so he's a little embarrassed.