Chapter 89, Fear
"Actually, I pay a lot of attention to my children's education. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info This kid is also angry, awakened his talent, and it is in vain that I sent him to school in District 13......"
Li Wei's father said a lot. In general, my children are very good, very good. so good that no one is willing to hurt him.
What are you looking for the police, what are you looking for me? Wenming smiled dumbly, he was very confident, and the police couldn't find anything. In plain sight, there are too many witnesses to civilization.
"If that's what my classmates think, it's easy. Oh yes, I forgot to introduce ...... Forget it, it doesn't need to be introduced. There's no way we'll see each other again anyway. ”
Then his expression changed and he was murderous, and his bodyguard came out of the toilet.
"Xiao Ming, run!"
Suddenly, the fat man screamed inside.
"Run?"
Li Wei's father smiled and said disdainfully: "You can run and see." But if I say, if you're going to run today. I've got a way to send you to jail, believe it or not? ”
"Cleaned up. ”
He said one last word to the bodyguard, turned and left.
"I advise you not to run, you can't run away. I'm a master. ”
The bodyguard introduced himself.
"Oh, I forgot you don't know what Ming Jin is. Let's put it this way! People like me are full of energy. Even if you use Feng Shui, it won't work for me. ”
Of course, student-level feng shui is useless to his bright energy, but civilization is not a student-level.
"Internal Strength Martial Artist?" Wenming frowned, and the bodyguard who looked up and down said, "You mean, you are an Internal Strength Martial Artist?"
It is impossible for civilization to stare at everyone's qi and blood, and then distinguish grades according to qi and blood. It's really troublesome.
The bodyguard nodded, looked at him and said, "It seems that you are not ignorant, and if you enter the internal strength, I can break your arm with just one punch, and this power has exceeded the limit of the human body." ”
"You know that, too?" the bodyguard was obviously dragging his feet, but he was still surprised by the calm and civilized nature of his time.
Civilization knew he was stalling for time, but he said, "Yes, I've heard that." It is said that when martial arts are cultivated to the extreme, and the inside and outside are integrated, you can enter the 'internal strength' and have terrifying skills like those martial arts masters on TV. ”
"But I don't know why. In modern society, there is no one in ten thousand who has cultivated internal strength, and it is rarer than Feng Shui masters. ”
"You're right, there are indeed only a handful of people who have cultivated internal strength in today's world, such a character is not something that ordinary people can keep at all, even if you point a gun at him, he can kill you before you shoot. The bodyguard said: "Of course, internal strength is not the apex of martial arts, there is also a transformation realm above internal strength, that is really a fairy-like character, and the world is also very big." ”
Wen Wen thought for a moment and said, "Is it really such an exaggeration as you say? Why would you still be a bodyguard?"
"Huh. The bodyguard smiled. Laugh with anger.
"This kid really can't talk. Is there such a chat?"
He stretched out a hand and pressed it lightly on the table, and when he withdrew his hand, the whole hall suddenly gasped.
I saw a shallow palm print left on the table, about half an inch deep, and the palm print was slender.
Then, he looked at Wenming and deliberately asked, "If such a hand is pressed on you, do you think you can press a blood hole?"
Press out a blood hole?
Wenming watched from the side, shaking his head slightly in his heart.
The bodyguard's hand is just a hand that secretly shocks the internal strength on the table.
It looks amazing, but what kind of place is this? Hospital toilets.
What looks like a sturdy sink is actually made of plastic.
Of course, it is enough to kill an ordinary person.
"Are you trying to kill me?" asked Wen Wen.
"Kill? no. He lit a cigarette for himself, took a puff and said, "At least not yet." ”
"Why?" asked Wenming.
"You won't understand. He smoked a cigarette and did not answer civilized.
Wenming thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It turns out that it is not an alibi!"
The bodyguard was surprised that he glanced at Wen Wen and said, "It is worthy of being a student of Feng Shui University, and he is really smart." But it's a pity. ”
"What a pity? Do you think you've won?"
"Looks like you still don't know who your opponent is. The bodyguard shook his head and said disdainfully: "Like you, how much you come is not enough for me to fight." My strength is beyond your imagination, and it is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's not just Feng Shui that makes progress. ”
Wenming smiled, didn't refute, and watched the bodyguard perform.
He knew that in addition to lighting up Feng Shui, this world also lit up the national arts. However, due to its vigorous qi and blood, Guoshu tends to have a high resistance to Feng Shui.
Generally speaking, once a feng shui master is close to a martial artist, he will definitely die.
Feng Shui takes time to activate, at least slower than martial arts.
But civilization is not just a feng shui master.
A small internal strength is a small success, and the peak of bright strength, as long as he doesn't reach the dark strength, and he doesn't break through in the battle or anything, it is impossible for him to kill civilization.
The bodyguard didn't look at civilization at this time, he looked at the watch in his hand, and then said slowly: "Now, the time is almost up." The hospital's surveillance should have captured the boss. ”
"Looks like it's not the first time you've done it. Civilization said.
Instead of answering civility, he sped up the action of smoking.
"Don't you think I'm just screaming for help and you're done?" asked Wenming.
The bodyguard took off the butt of the cigarette and said, "I advise you not to do this." Because the more you resist, the more you suffer. ”
As he spoke, his body moved violently, and he had already rushed over.
I saw two figures almost at the touch of a touch, and one figure flew out upside down and smashed on the wall, shaking the entire antique building.
"Fuyuko!"
At this time, Chairman Li, who was supposed to leave, didn't know when he turned back.
And as soon as he returned, he saw the bodyguard who had fallen to the ground. The bodyguard had a fist mark on his chest, which was directly recessed. The whole person was attached to the wall, softening into a puddle of mud.
"Are you back, are you going to help collect the corpse?" Wenming looked at him with a grin, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.
Chairman Li felt a chill in his heart, and he had long lost his initial self-confidence. This bodyguard is the strongest of his men, so he takes him wherever he goes. Now that he can't even take a punch, wouldn't his kung fu be higher than that of a bodyguard?
What can he do? Isn't he a student?
Chairman Li has never been so scared, and he has never felt death so closely.
Upon seeing the bodyguard fall, he was scared.