At five o'clock in the morning, Xiao Feng was awakened by the mobile phone at the bedside.

I don't know why, in the past few hours, Xiao Feng slept extremely deeply! Maybe it was because he returned home, maybe because there was a master (Jing Lao) living next door, which made him no longer vigilant and sleep.

"Hey?" Xiao Feng squinted his eyes and pressed the answer button.

"Brother Feng, the person who went to the black killing list to buy the murderer of you is the Xie family. "No, no nonsense, said bluntly.

Xiao Feng shook his head, sat up, lit a cigarette, and let the smoke swim around in his lungs before driving away the last trace of sleepiness: "I know, is that spade, eh, and cap dead?"

Xiao Feng was about to ask how the ace of spades was, but he felt extremely awkward, so he could only temporarily change his cap. This bastard, dare to use his name to swagger and deceive outside, wouldn't it be too easy to let him go like this!

"No, listen to Brother Feng's fate. ”

"Very good, where are you?" Xiao Feng picked at his eyes and yawned.

After three reports an address, Xiao Feng thought about it, he was going to catch a plane this morning, and it was a little far to go back and forth: "You take him to Hellfire, and we will meet in Hellfire in an hour." ”

"Good. ”

Xiao Feng hung up the phone, thought quietly with a cigarette in his mouth, and finally made sure that everything was safe, then he put out the cigarette, got up from the bed to wash, and finally put the deadly soul chaser gun and dragon dagger on his body.

Even though they have to fly today, the security check is of little use to people like them who keep their weapons with them all day! Everyone has a way to deal with the security check, and if it really doesn't work, then they can bring their weapons on the plane with a phone call. What's more, Xiao Feng has a gun license.

Xiao Feng walked out of the room and saw Jing Lao who was exercising outside in the morning at a glance. The last time he suffered a loss at the hands of Jing Lao, he finally understood that this old guy was a pig and a tiger! Not to mention that he was not in his heyday, even if he was in his heyday, he was probably not the opponent of this old guy!

The old guy has been fighting all his life, and it can be said that he has been rolling on all kinds of battlefields all his life! It is said that if you walk at night, you will always meet ghosts, and the fact that the old guy has survived until now shows that his strength is really strong! Luck can save people for a while, but it can't save people for a lifetime!

"Old guy, what kind of punch are you fighting?" Xiao Feng got closer and realized that the old guy had played this boxing, which was neither Tai Chi nor Wing Chun, it was a set of boxing techniques that he had never seen before.

Jing Lao ignored Xiao Feng, and his punches were slow and light, as if he had fallen into a kind of artistic conception. As he practiced boxing, Xiao Feng, who was standing next to him, frowned, staring at his whole body without blinking, remembering his every move.

"Whew!" In about ten minutes, Jing Lao gathered his momentum, turned his head to look at Xiao Feng with a pensive face, was satisfied, and deliberately jokingly asked, "Are you stealing from school?"

"Old guy, what's the name of this boxing technique?" Xiao Feng asked seriously without smiling at Jing Lao's hippie face.

"No name. ”

"No name?" Xiao Feng was stunned, how could the boxing technique not have a name.

Jing Lao smiled, put his hands behind his back, and walked in front of Xiao Feng: "Because I created it, I haven't named it yet." ”

"You created it?" Xiao Feng was shocked.

THERE ARE VERY FEW THINGS THAT CAN SHOCK XIAO FENG'S GAFFE, BUT THIS MATTER MAKES HIM UNABLE TO HOLD IT! ALTHOUGH JING LAO WAS FIGHTING SLOWLY JUST NOW, BUT THE LAYMAN LOOKS AT THE LIVELY INSIDER'S DOORWAY, HE CAN CLEARLY FEEL THE HORROR OF THIS SET OF BOXING TECHNIQUES! EVERY MOVE AND EVERY STYLE HAS A STRONG MURDEROUS AURA, AND IT CAN BE FATAL IF IT IS SERIOUSLY INJURED OR SERIOUS!

In fact, in every set of boxing techniques, there are a few heavy hands! When the master is teaching his disciples, he will generally warn them not to use heavy hands until the critical moment, because they will either die or be injured! And in Jing Lao's set of boxing methods, almost all of them are heavy hands, and they are the strengths of the most people! If it is handed down by the ancients, Xiao Feng can still accept it, but now Jing Lao says that he created it himself, then Jing Lao's strength ......

"What, don't you believe it?" Jing Lao raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"It's not that I don't believe it, but I can't believe it! Old fellow, don't fool me, you really created it?"

"Well, since you left, I ran out of sandbags, so I figured out a set of punches by myself. Hehe, day after day, until a few days ago, it was integrated and turned into a complete set of boxing techniques. Jing Lao said with a smile.

As soon as Xiao Feng heard this, he immediately shouted shamelessly: "Teach me, teach me." ”

"Why should I teach you?"

"Because...... Because if I hadn't left, you wouldn't have been able to create it!" Xiao Feng said with a shy face.

Jing Lao: "......"

"Old fellow, for the sake of the sandbag I've been a punching bag for you all these years, you can teach me. Don't worry, I will definitely carry forward this set of boxing techniques. ”

"You're so thick-skinned, but I like it! Hahaha, it's not impossible for me to teach you! ”

"You say. ”

"If you can take my punch, I'll teach you. Jing Lao said seriously.

Xiao Feng didn't think about it, and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

Xiao Feng knew in his heart that although he was not in his heyday, if he couldn't even catch the old guy's punch, then there would be no need to mix it up in the future!

Jing Lao took two steps back and made a random gesture: "Come on!"

Xiao Feng looked at Jing Lao's serious appearance, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, shook the muscles on his body, and adjusted the state to the best: "I'll attack!" The words fell, and he smashed towards Jing Lao with a hard punch.

'Smack', Xiao Feng took two steps back, looked at his reddened fist, and really didn't believe it: "Damn, it's really amazing!"

"You've lost!" Jing Lao said lightly.

"Shit, I'm just warming up!Old guy, it's only officially started now, you can ask for more blessings!" Xiao Feng couldn't let such a 'peerless school' slip away, and shouted shamelessly.

"......" Jing Lao was already immune to Xiao Feng's shamelessness, and nodded: "Come on." ”

"Drink!" Xiao Feng's body jumped high, his fist crossed the sky like a meteor, and his whole body strength condensed his fist and blasted out fiercely.

'Smack'

"Double strength!" Xiao Feng shouted violently when he couldn't bear it, and another violent force erupted, hitting Jing Lao's fist hard.

'Smack'

"Triple strength!" As Xiao Feng shouted, he and Jing Lao each took a few steps back.

Xiao Feng glanced at his wrist, which was already a little deformed, which was the result of the collision of forces. Grabbing his wrist with one hand, he slammed it hard, and with a 'click', the bone reset and moved.

Jing Lao, who was six steps away, had a slightly flushed face and breathed a little shorter.

"Old fellow, are you okay?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile, knowing that he wouldn't hurt Jing Lao.

"Alas, it's not okay to be old if you don't accept it, or you kid won't be able to please him! Jing Lao shook his head, took a book from under the old locust tree, threw it around, and returned to the hall.

Xiao Feng took it and looked at it, it was a boxing book, it seemed that the old guy drew it himself. "Damn, old fellow, just throw me this?"

Jing Lao paused in his footsteps, and snorted angrily: "Broken thing, then you give it back to me." ”

"No, I'm kidding. Hehe, that, if I don't understand something, I'll call you again. Xiao Feng sneered and hurriedly put away the boxing book.

"Don't call me, it's up to you how much you can learn. Go ahead and stay safe. After Jing Lao finished speaking, he walked into the hall.

Xiao Feng's heart was warm, but he muttered: "Grandma, this is too irresponsible! As he spoke, he walked out of the gate quickly, got into the car and drove away, for fear that Jing Lao would regret going back.

After Xiao Feng left, Jing Lao's slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Boy, I hope you can learn so that you won't die in the hands of others! The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and I believe that it won't be long before there will be more important tasks waiting for you! Alas, if I hadn't been old, this heavy responsibility would not have fallen on you! Alas!"

At this time, Xiao Feng didn't know that he had fallen into the 'trap' laid by Jing Lao, he hummed a small tune, not to mention how proud he was! Originally, he thought that the old guy's ability had been emptied, but he didn't think that the old guy was like a treasure chest, and when he stretched out his hand inside, he was another treasure!

He took the punch sheet out of his bag, looked at it only a few times, and then put it back up. Joke, how can you use two minds while driving a car! Don't forget that you don't understand the boxing book, the car will drive under the viaduct, and then it will be a pure unjust death! He stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and the Audi car drove towards Nancheng at the fastest speed.

When Xiao Feng arrived there, they had already arrived, their big Hummer stopped at the door of the backyard, and several Tianmen disciples guarding the door watched from afar, not daring to step forward at all.

"Brother Feng. He jumped out of the Humvee, and the huge figure made the little brother take two steps back. It's not that they're timid, it's that the physique is too different, and even those who can fight anymore have to be timid in the face of these two giants, and they have no desire to fight.

"Peaked hats, carry them, let's go in. Xiao Feng took out his cigarette and lit it, and walked towards the back door without giving him three or four.

Several Tianmen junior brothers saw clearly that it was Xiao Feng, and immediately stood up straight: "Brother Feng, you are here." ”

"Well, brothers have worked hard. Xiao Feng took out his remaining half pack of cigarettes and threw it over: "Divide it and smoke it." ”

"Thank you, Brother Feng. "A few Tianmen brothers are all beautiful, this is the boss who smokes, who the fuck believes it when it is passed out!

"Nothing out of the ordinary, right?" Xiao Feng asked casually.

"No, everything is fine. ”

Xiao Feng nodded: "Open the door, I'll go in and do something." So saying, he walked in first, and followed him with his cap in his hand.

When they passed in front of the little brother of Tianmen, their hairs stood up, and this kind of instinctive fear! It was as if a person had encountered a lion or tiger in the forest, and his heart would tremble a few times. However, fear is fear, as long as there is a knife in hand, they dare to use the knife and chop him up.

"Go there. Xiao Feng pointed to the torture room and kicked the door open.

It was dark in the torture chamber, and there was a man lying on the ground with an iron chain around his neck, like a leashed dog. When he heard the voice, he raised his head weakly and shouted out of instinct: "Don't hit me, don't hit me......"