Although the boy speaks English, just as his English accent is very representative, in fact, Asians can hear it as soon as they hear it if they have not practiced English for a long time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although this young man speaks English very fluently, he has not practiced it after all, and it seems that he does not go abroad very often, and Teng Feng, who is also the soul of Zhongguo, immediately heard that his English accent has an obvious Mandarin flavor, as if he uses Mandarin pronunciation to spell together the pronunciation of English words one by one.

"You're from Zhongguo?" Fuji Feng was shocked and blurted out Chinese that he had spoken for decades.

The young man was obviously surprised, but then he showed a look of "as expected", squinted his eyes and replied in Chinese: "Hmph, yes, apart from our Heavenly * Dynasty, where else is there a Taijiquan sect?" Little devil, honestly confessed, what kind of conspiracy did he use to steal our Zhongguo's Taijiquan, and then obediently abandoned his kung fu, went back to the master with me and kowtowed to the ancestral tablet to confess, and waited for my master to fall. Seeing that you are still young, you may still be able to save your life. If not, hum," the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Kill you here on the spot!" ”

This young man spoke arrogantly and unreasonably, and without asking the reason, he had to waste all his efforts, kowtow to make amends, and wait for the fall, but his tone was as if it were a matter of course, as if he was willing to spare others and not kill, what a great grace.

Fuji Feng frowned when he heard the young man's words. The so-called residence and migration of qi, nourishment and transfer of body, Teng Feng has traveled to this world for so long, which big family and big entrepreneur in the upper class he has never seen? I don't know how high it is compared to those people in the national art world who are at most brave in the national art world, although they are very capable of fighting! Fuji Feng talked and laughed with them!

If in the past, such a demonic and strong person came to the door, even if he didn't accompany him carefully, it wouldn't be a big deal to be said a few words, and kowtowing to the ancestor would be a matter of course. But now that he is the heir of the Fujifeng Foundation, although he doesn't dare to say that he has lost respect for the motherland and ancestor recognized by his soul, he still doesn't care about this young and strong man with demonic talent.

No matter how demonic his talent is, when he practices to the peak, he is just a great master of transformation, even if he practices to the point of martial arts novels, he can't resist guns and hot weapons. You must know that this is the strength of the Fujifeng family, and the thermal weapons that can be mobilized can arm a reinforced company in minutes!

Fuji Feng clutched his chest and stood up straight with difficulty, frowning and said, "Who are you, I have never been to Zhongguo, and I don't know what you mean by stealing school." My kung fu has its own inheritance, if you want to waste it, you don't have to bother. For any patriarch of Tai Chi, of course I respect, incense kowtow, no choice, but with your words let me confess, I'm afraid you don't have the ability. ”

"Dare to quibble!" The young man looked at Fuji Feng suspiciously and said: "You are a devil, you have even learned our Chinese, and you can speak more fluently than you say this bird, do you dare to say that you don't covet my Zhongguo Guoshu treasure?" I advise you to think clearly as soon as possible, kneel down and confess your sins now, and I can make you suffer less. ”

Fuji Feng laughed and said, "I said, you are too confident. No matter what others do, I always have a friendly and respectful heart for Zhongguo, but it's not that you say kneel, and I recognize a senior in vain. This is my territory, no matter how high your kung fu is, can you still withstand the guns? ”

"Your territory?" The young man pursed his lips disdainfully behind his back and said, "Those four wastes are your reliance?" ”

Fuji Feng looked in the direction he pointed, only to see that the four bodyguards had fallen to the ground silently, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. But fortunately, these bodyguards are also extraordinary, and they must not be killed by this young man in an instant. But these four masters of actual combat were put down by this young man in an instant, and only made a light sound, which can also be seen how strong the half-step dark energy is.

In fact, although these bodyguards have experienced many actual battles, they have not experienced too much life and death, and their vigilance against sneak attacks is not sharp enough, and the young man is half-step dark energy, which is a level stronger than their ability alone. Otherwise, if you change four killers or mercenaries who have been killed and died, it will be this young man who will fall, as long as he dodges a wave of sneak attacks, these people will all have guns on them.

Fuji Feng said word by word: "I heard that Zhongguo is the state of heaven * Dynasty, and it is also the birthplace of martial arts, and the martial arts of this book are also learned from Zhongguo. But I heard that martial arts have always been above board, why, even the custom that is still retained by the sons of Ben has been eaten by you? I don't know how your elders taught you! ”

At the beginning of the Fuji Peak meeting, the master accepted the apprentices, the first precept was to commit murder with force, the second precept was to plot to hurt people, and the three precepts were cannibalistic in the same door. Plotting to hurt people still has to be filmed on the same door to kill each other, this is a problem of martial arts, and it must not be sloppy. Although Fuji Feng has a reputation, he has even been reborn over the years, and he still abides by this rule, and he has never seen anyone in the national art world who likes to plot and hurt people.

This young man must have relied on his talent and demons, and his master was spoiled by it, and he did whatever he wanted, and he actually acted without abiding by the rules of the rivers and lakes that had been passed down for thousands of years. He said wildly, it was okay, the forty-year-old soul might not be willing to deal with the frivolous young man, but if the rules were broken, then it would be impossible for Fuji Feng not to be angry. Although he was born in this life, he didn't want to see someone ruin Zhongguo's reputation.

However, although Fuji Feng was angry, he had to think about how to get out of the serious. The four masters with guns were all put to the ground by this young man, and Fuji Feng didn't expect that the little flower fist embroidered leg he had learned could compete with the demonic young man in front of him. National art, only kill, not perform! Every punch is aimed at making the opponent lose their combat effectiveness, and the place where they hit is all critical, and they are often hit with one move, either dead or injured.

This young man is obviously spoiled by the elders of the sect, and even dares to break the rules of martial arts, presumably there will be no spare hands when he shoots, if he really lets him shoot, he may not care if he wastes his kung fu, how can he play tennis later? Fujimine has undergone several changes in his life, and he already has a fighting spirit and love for tennis that is not inferior to Echizen, and he never wants to see that he can no longer play tennis, and he doesn't want to experience the pain of Yukimura.

Fuji Feng looked back, planning to find a way out, as long as he walked out to the street, the police patrolling the streets must definitely make the young man have some scruples. The young man saw Fuji Feng's plan at a glance, and sneered: "Don't waste your efforts, I've seen it a long time ago, there is a dead end behind you." You only have two ways to go now, one is to be caught, and the other is hehe. ”

Looking at the young man's grim sneer, Fuji Feng couldn't help but have a cold sweat running down the back of his neck. With no way out, this can be described as a desperate situation!