"May I ask the master, do you want to start practicing now?"

"Start practicing!"

"Okay, the simulation environment has been generated!"

With a prompt from the system, I saw that some changes had quietly taken place in the small black room, and several sandbags immediately appeared in the small black room, hanging well, as if it was a trick.

Although You Zishi was surprised, he didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and began to punch and kick the sandbag.

Sandbags begin to fly through the air.

"May I ask the master, which martial arts are you going to learn?" the system asked again.

"I'll practice the skills of generating firepower first!" You Zishi thought to himself, no matter what kind of martial arts it is, even if it is to learn some basic frames, it will take many hours. In this case, it is better to master the generating firepower to complete the explosive strike, and then learn what tricks and death moves.

Street fights, who tells you moves. They only talk about great strength, fast speed, weapons and cattle, and which side has more people. With such an idea, You Zishi rejected the system's recommendation for those dazzling and dazzling martial arts.

Time passed minute by minute, because of Su Yin's worries, you Zishi's heart has been worried, and he was upset in every way, the stone has been hanging and he didn't dare to put it down, but he had to work hard to transform the suppressed anger into strength, with the help of fists and feet, racing against time to practice.

I don't know how long it has been.

Suddenly, with a bang, a sandbag was beaten by Youzishi and flew high, and then flew back at a faster speed, and suddenly hit the head of Youzishi who was in a daze because of joy, Youzishi flicked back violently, only to hear the sound of clanging in his ears, Youzishi opened his eyes in surprise, and found that he was in a temporary detention room, half-squatting and half-kneeling on the edge of the iron railing, standing in front of him and the police officer.

With the baton in the hand of the police officer, he knocked vigorously on the iron railing, waking up You Zishi, You Zishi opened his confused and heavy eyes, and swept around with a puzzled face, feeling extremely tired physically and mentally, and the muscles and bones of the whole body seemed to be broken, which was extremely sore.

What the hell is going on?

For a moment, You Zishi felt as if there was a bug in his brain, and he couldn't tell what was a dream and what was reality.

I still remember the scene in the small black room quite firmly just now, and You Zishi still vaguely remembered that she seemed to have woken up once before this time, and found that the little monk put on his sunglasses, and then, I don't know why he suddenly went to the small black house.

But despite this, You Zishi began to have some doubts about whether the memory of waking up that time was a fact, or whether it was still a dream.

Not only did I feel a lot of pain in my body, but my brain was starting to look chaotic. Looking up, the sunglasses were in the hands of the police officer at this time, and at the same time, what he was holding in his hand was the note left by the little monk.

The meeting with Bigui was finally over, and when he came back, he saw that Youzishi was lying on the edge of the iron fence asleep, and he was still wearing sunglasses on his forehead.

"Youzishi, I'll give you one last chance to say, what have you done to my son?"

"Nothing was done. ”

"Did you brainwash him? Why else did he go to such lengths to give you these sunglasses?"

"You already have a preconceived idea, you don't believe me at all, why do you have to ask?" You Zishi looked up at him, and his tone was sincere.

"Okay, you have a kind, since you don't want to say it, I'll transfer the surveillance now, even if you kneel down and beg me, don't think about going out of the door of the Public Security Bureau......"

He Bigui's emotions were a little out of control, he threw his sunglasses to the ground, stepped on them a few times, and the sunglasses became like a mixture of soft plastic and plasticine in an instant.

"You-I'm grass-" Youzishi was shocked, and blurted out the swear words in anger, but when the bad words came to his mouth, he still stopped alive.

"What's the matter, you're not convinced?" and Bigui acted obviously a little excessively and impulsively for the sake of his son, and his face was very ugly at the moment.

“……”

You Zishi wanted to scold, but looking at the sunglasses that had been stepped on at the foot outside the iron fence at the moment, he was afraid that he was no longer saved like a pile of mud, and he was very depressed, but he was also more sober, but he gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his anger.

No, you can't just be with him at this time.

The matter with Zheng Shijia, as long as his mentor comes back, it is estimated that he will still be saved, but if he has a hard time with this person in charge and Bigui, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat, and he must bow his head in front of him for the time being, and wait until he goes out.

This time, the grievances with the three of them must be settled together with the principal and interest, and the plan that has been endured for a long time is it necessary to pay for today's mistake here, it really can't be worth it.

No, you have to endure and control yourself to control the enemy, otherwise how can you see the dawn before dawn.

Forbearance, now there is only patience, and we must not act rashly and disrupt the square inch.

You must not make two mistakes like before, mess things up, if you can't get out, maybe the outside world will change.

Thinking so, You Zishi lay down, and reached the sunglasses that were trampled into a pile of mud with trembling hands, and the fire in his heart was burning.

If the sunglasses are ruined, these people will have to pay the price.

He scolded Bigui for a few words, turned around and left to find someone to adjust the monitoring overnight.

You Zishi unfolded the muddy sunglasses in his hand, and when he was disheartened and full of anger, he suddenly found that the sunglasses in his hand actually changed visibly to the naked eye, as if the growth of an animal object, and began to automatically reshape, and soon, but in about a quarter of an hour, the sunglasses were restored intact as before, without any traces of being stepped on, and once again emitted a shining look.

You Zishi excitedly put on the sunglasses with trembling hands, and entered the system to check the functions, very good, there is no damage at all, all the modules that have been opened are normal, the same as the original.

The wanderer's poem is overjoyed.

At this time, He Bigui suddenly came back, followed by a familiar man, You Zishi looked at it, and felt happy and ashamed in his heart, because the person who came was none other than his mentor, Xie Huan.

Xie Huan has a performance to participate in today, and he wants to fly to Huacheng, but he missed Su Yin's distress call, and later after the performance, Xie Huan saw Su Yin's message, was taken aback, and immediately flew back with his lover as soon as possible, and once he returned to Yuhai, he didn't stop for a moment, and directly called a car to the Public Security Bureau, and stopped He Bigui, who was about to check the monitoring.

The master and apprentice met, and after a few simple words, You Zishi told the tutor what happened in the afternoon without concealing it.