Chapter 121: Re-entering the realm of self-forgetfulness
With a "squeak" of brakes, it stopped in front of the villa of the third young master of Xia Yi Group. Wu Feng got out of the car, and at the same time, the two big men who had sent Wu Feng and the three of them to the wind torture platform also got out of the car, but this time the third young master and Xu Dahai did not come. Perhaps, now they are still watching the wind torture table, the fact is that after turning his face with the third young master, Wu Feng didn't even go back to the lounge, he came back directly, he didn't have the face to stay there.
Wu Feng's face was still tied with a black cloth, and after getting out of the car, one of the big men took off Wu Feng's black cloth. looked at Wu Feng and said with a smile: "You can really do it, do you know the way, you are the only person who can kill the opponent and choose to give up since the Wind Torture Table." “
"I'm honored." Wu Feng said jokingly, and then asked suspiciously, "You won't trouble me because of this, right?" “
"Don't worry, it's your freedom to kill or not, we won't pursue this, but you won't get a penny of the money accumulated from this gamble." After saying this, the man in black looked at Wu Feng with a look of pity.
Looking at the pity expression of the man in black, Wu Feng replied lightly: "I know this, there are some things that cannot be forced. “
"You can't force it, Ha Luha, you're wrong, you're almost there, it's a pity that you gave up at the last moment." The black-clothed man sneered, but when he saw that Wu Feng's face was still so calm, the black-clothed man couldn't help but ask, "Don't you feel sorry for this money at all?" “
Wu Feng sighed and said, "Money is very important, but there are some things. It's not something that can be measured with money. After speaking, Wu Feng ignored the two of them and walked towards the villa.
The two also got into the car, took a deep look at Wu Feng again, and left.
When he arrived at the door of the villa, the little bodyguard at the door had already seen Wu Feng's arrival, greeted him, and called out respectfully: "Brother Feng, are you back?" “
Wu Feng let out an "um" sound.
"Why didn't the young master and Brother Hai come back?"
"They still have something to do, and they will come back later." The little bodyguard obviously didn't know about the Feng Dao Torture Table. Gu asked. This kind of thing is not glorious. The identity of a little bodyguard is not qualified enough, and only a personal person like Xu Dahai knows the existence of this kind of game.
"The girl I brought back last night, is she gone?" Wu Feng asked.
"She's already gone in the morning." Speaking of this, the little bodyguard's face showed an undisguised look of envy. There's no way not to envy. Yun Lan is definitely a rare beauty. Being able to carry this beauty to bed and sleep all night is not in vain.
Wu Feng walked to his room and gently pushed the door open. There was no one inside.
Looking around, Wu Feng's quilt has been neatly folded by Yun Lan, and the furniture inside has also been wiped clean by Yun Lan, making this cottage feel more like home inside.
Lying on the bed a little tired, he directly pillowed his head on the quilt, feeling that there was a strange fragrance in the quilt, Wu Fengzhi said that this fragrance came from Yun Lan's body. remembered that just last night, Yun Lan was still sleeping naked in the quilt, Wu Feng's calm heart was also a little drunk, and in this intoxication, Wu Feng quickly fell asleep.
When I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, and when I looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the morning. Wu Feng stretched, opened the door, took a breath of fresh air, and felt more relaxed than ever.
Walking to the middle of the courtyard, Wu Feng played a small set of grapples. With the small grappling hand, Wu Feng felt that his mind was becoming clearer and clearer, and suddenly, a picture flashed in his mind, in a big iron cage, two people were facing each other, one was Shi Mengchen, and the other was Wu Feng.
This is exactly what it was yesterday. Seeing this scene, Wu Feng's heart was pleasantly surprised, needless to say, he knew that this was the realm of selflessness that martial arts practitioners dreamed of.
I didn't expect that after such a long time, I actually entered the realm of selflessness again.
Not daring to be distracted, Wu Feng focused all his attention on the confrontation between the two, only to see that Shi Mengchen in the picture suddenly moved, punched out, and had a hard encounter with Wu Feng, which was the scene of the battle at the beginning of the wind torture table. Next, Wu Feng carefully watched the confrontation in the picture.
Although Wu Feng won this battle, he was very interested in Shi Mengchen's kung fu, especially the set of cotton fists he used, Wu Feng wanted to know what the secret of the cotton fist could be unloaded.
After carefully watching the repeated pictures of the battle in his mind over and over again, Wu Feng found that he had finally discovered some of the mysteries of Mianquan. When Shi Mengchen was using the cotton fist, his move was to draw a circle, each move was three circles, the first circle was drawn by the whole arm, the second was drawn by Shi Mengchen's arm rotating and drawn, and the third circle was when Shi Mengchen's palm was on Wu Feng's hand, he drew a circle with his wrist, these three circles are not perfect circles, but similar to the shape of an ellipse. And the three circles seem to contain a law, this kind of law, Wu Feng can't understand it now, but he is sure that Shi Mengchen's method of unloading force has a close relationship with these three months.
Wu Feng was pleasantly surprised in his heart, although he couldn't grasp the laws in these three circles, he could imitate them, but he didn't know what the effect of his imitation was, whether he could unload people's strength like Shi Mengchen, maybe he could try it another day.
In fact, Mianquan is not very practical for Wu Feng, because Wu Feng is a master of qi training, with a speed and strength beyond ordinary people, and under such a speed and force of Mianquan, it will be broken before it has time to unload the force, just like the punch in Mengchen's chest when Wu Feng hit the back.
It's just that he was able to crack the mystery of Shi Mengchen's Mianquan so quickly, Wu Feng was also surprised, although he only cracked a little bit of the fur in the Mianquan, but this little bit of fur is definitely the essence of the essence.
After watching the battle with Shi Mengchen Wu Feng five times, Shi Mengchen's cotton fist has been almost mastered by him, and he was about to withdraw from the realm of me, suddenly, the scene in his mind changed again, this time it was no longer the battle of the wind torture table, but into a bright hall, in front of a table, five people were gambling on dice, seeing this scene, Wu Feng understood, this was the scene in the underground casino some time ago.
Seeing the sparsely white-haired old man of No. 1 put the dice into the dice Gu, Wu Feng's heart moved, and he quickly opened the Shunfeng ear, and at the same time, No. 1 had already shaken the dice Gu in his hand.
Wu Feng listened carefully, and what he heard in the realm of selflessness this time was different from what he heard in reality. I remember that when I listened to it with Shunfeng, I only heard that the dice in the dice Gu was abnormally disordered, and I couldn't remember the point of the impact at the back of the dice at all, but this time it was the opposite, Wu Feng only felt that the dice in the dice Gu was slowly rotating in his ears, and with the transmission of the voice, Wu Feng's brain involuntarily weaved a picture of the dice turning in the dice Gu, every turn, every impact, was mapped into his mind through the sound, as if he saw it with his own eyes.
When the dice stopped, Wu Feng secretly said in his heart: "456, 15 o'clock." ”
In the picture in his mind, the old man opened the Gu cover, and the three dice were neatly arranged in the dice Gu, which was exactly 456, 15 points (to be continued......
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