Soon it was the weekend, and when I got up in the morning, as usual, I practiced breathing and breathing in the yard for a while, and after the practice, I took a shower in the bathroom.

When I took a shower, I looked inside the dantian and found that the vitality light mist seemed to be slightly larger than before, and it seemed that as long as I persisted, it still had some effect.

Although the speed is very slow, it will slowly grow over time, and Nie Feng kept comforting himself.

I went out and ate a bowl of wontons in the alley, and then walked to the nearby Carrefour supermarket.

The day before yesterday, Da Liu called and said that the fat man's operation was successful, and today he was going to go to the hospital to see the fat man, and by the way he went to the supermarket to buy something.

At the entrance of the Carrefour supermarket is a large square, where there are many stalls, selling snacks, performing talents, and a middle-aged woman setting up a boxing strength tester.

I don't know how hard my punches are now, Nie Feng thought.

He gave a dollar, posed, sank his waist, and threw a right hook.

"170 pounds. "The power is shown on the tester.

"Not bad!" said two people who watched the excitement next to him.

According to the rules, one dollar can be used for three punches, Nie Feng shook his hand and struck a second punch.

"173 pounds!

The surrounding melon-eating crowd cheered, and there were more and more people watching the excitement, and even the little girl who was taking Douyin next to her ran over and raised her mobile phone.

Who knew that Nie Feng put down his sleeves and turned around to squeeze out of the crowd,

"One more sa, young man. "The people who eat melons are not addicted.

"If you don't come, you have to save some strength to move bricks!"

Nie Feng was slightly disappointed, and this was basically the result of the fight.

However, compared to the primary election two months ago, the best result at that time was 150 pounds in one punch, and now it is 173 pounds.

That night, Old Man Hu talked about the level evaluation of elite fighters, a punch of a beginner elite warrior can reach about 200 catties, an intermediate punch is 400 catties, and a high-level punch is 600 catties.

It seems that he has practiced the Flesh Forging Bone Technique for more than a month, and the strength of one punch has also increased by more than 20 catties, and it is also said in the past.

It seems that as long as you persist, it will not be far from reaching 200 catties in one punch, and stepping into the level of a beginner elite warrior.

Think of kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, who reaches 420 pounds in one punch, which is only the level of a mid-level elite fighter.

And boxing champion Tyson, who punches more than 500 pounds, is an existence in the world, and only reaches the level of high-level elite fighters.

......

I bought the fat man some fruit and his favorite snacks at the supermarket and took the bus to the hospital.

The fat man was lying on the hospital bed, and his mother was feeding him white fungus soup.

Nie Feng put the fruit next to him, "yes, your spirit is good!"

"This is natural, the fat man's life, very hard. ”

The fat man said, in a very small voice, and his mother wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth.

"Nie Feng, when the car hit me, Lao Tzu thought he was going to say goodbye to everyone......"

"Wherever your baby goes, you will harm people, and the king of Hades will not dare to accept you. Nie Feng quipped.

"Hehe, cough, cough......"

The fat man rested for a while, and then said, "Nie Feng, I don't think the car accident was an accident, someone deliberately wanted to harm me." ”

Nie Feng stared at the fat man and didn't open his mouth, he knew that the fat man had something to say.

"It's Wen Yun who is looking for someone to frame me, because ......"

The fat man pondered for a moment, and then said, "Because that day, I took a book from his house." ”

"A book, a book?"

"Martial arts cheats. ”

It turned out that at the party that day, the fat man came out of the bathroom on the second floor, and when he saw the study room on the opposite side open, he sneaked over curiously to take a look.

I happened to see a booklet on the desk, the booklet was line-bound, and the cover text was ancient, so I thought it was a cheats or something, and it happened that the fat man had the ambition to step into the martial arts, so he took it back.

"Where's the book now?"

Nie Feng also felt that the fat man's car accident was not accidental, of course, it was not necessarily done by Wen Yun, such a big thing would definitely alarm the elders in the family.

"That day, I squatted in the toilet, took the book and flipped through it for a long time, and I didn't know a word, so I put it on the toilet. ”

Nie Feng now deduced that most of the thefts in the fat man's house were also caused by the Wen family, but he didn't expect the fat man to put the book on the toilet lid.

Nie Feng said goodbye to the fat man at the moment and immediately came to his home.

It was still the grandmother who opened the door, and when Nie Feng rushed into the house, the old man was startled.

When I walked into the bathroom, I found a yellow booklet.

I don't know the words on the cover of the booklet, it is estimated that it is ancient style or something, it is very sloppy, and the content is not much, it is also ancient style, and the binding is bound with thread, at first glance, it looks like an ancient book.

Leaving the fat man's house immediately, Nie Feng's mind was full of enthusiasm, and he wanted to rush to the police station to bring the Wen family to justice.

also held a press conference to announce the truth of the whole matter, so that the Wen family would be condemned by public opinion, and the fat man would be given justice.

Isn't there a saying that justice may be late, but it will never be absent!

But before he arrived at the door of the police station, the blood in his head had slowly cooled down, the Wen family was powerful, and Nie Feng had no conclusive evidence in his hand, and his arm could not twist his thigh, but he was afraid that things would become more and more complicated.

After a fierce struggle in his mind for a long time, Nie Feng planned to go to Wen Yun tomorrow to return the book, such a big matter, the Wen family did not find the book, and they would definitely not give up, only by returning the book, the fat man could be safe.

Of course, if you hit a fat man, this compensation will be calculated, and it will be a large sum.

Nie Feng thinks it's impossible, there is not a single illustration in the entire booklet, and the ancestors are not afraid that the younger generations will not understand it?

Even if it is, Nie Feng is not interested, now it is enough to have "Qi Conduction Technique".

......

Back in the old house in Ning'an Lane, as soon as he entered the door, suddenly there was a wisp of cold wind behind him, and as soon as Nie Feng noticed it, a tube-like thing was against the back of his head.

In an instant, Nie Feng understood that this was a gun.

"Get in!" shouted the man behind him, leaning forward.

Nie Feng had cold sweat on his back, so he had to follow Dahan's order and walk into the back room.

There were four or five big men in the back room, and the one sitting on the sofa was actually a big gold chain!

At the moment, he was playing poker with the two of them.

"Yo, the little brother is back. Seeing Nie Feng, the big gold chain threw away the poker, stood up exaggeratedly, and spread his arms.

It's still the same old outfit, gold chains, floral shirts, and beach pants.

Nie Feng was motionless, he knew that the big gold chain must have a lot of words to "tell" to him.

Smack! The big gold chain shook his hand and gave Nie Feng a slap in the face.

", eat things inside and out, think Lao Tzu is easy to clean up, right?"

"Lao Tzu was kind enough to forgive your debts and ask you to help collect your debts, but you didn't come back, but you beat Lao Tzu with a stuffy stick and snatched people away. ”

"That's it, what are you calling the police?"

The big gold chain backhand is another slap in the face.

Nie Feng clenched his teeth, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

At this time, his two arms had been twisted from behind by two big men, and he raised his head with difficulty and stared at the big gold chain.

"Yo, why are you putting on a posture like this, you want to intimidate me? I'm so scared!" he punched Nie Feng in the face.

"Come on, come on, come and beat me, you're not very good at fighting!"

Nie Feng struggled desperately, and a big man next to him threw two punches at Nie Feng's dantian, these two punches were extremely powerful, and Nie Feng's stomach was like a sea of anger, and he vomited.

These two punches also dissipated Nie Feng's desire to condense the dantian.

The whole dantian is like a candle flame in the wind, clearly extinguished, shaking.

This is a warrior!

An extremely powerful warrior!

"Lao Tzu has been with the boss for ten years, working hard, like a wild dog, the boss throws a bone, I have to wag my tail and pick it up and eat it, the boss farts, I want to smell hard, and pretend to be intoxicated. ”

The big gold chain smiled wryly, with a hint of sadness in his smile, "Ten years, I thought I was about to take the throne, but as a result, when I met you, you were like a shit-stirring stick, messing everything up." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his left palm in front of Nie Feng, "Do you see it, this is the boss's reward for me." ”

Nie Feng noticed that the little thumb on the left palm of the big gold chain was gone.

"It's all because of you!"

The big gold chain suddenly slammed into Nie Feng's face like a wild beast.

Soon, Nie Feng was beaten and his nose and face were swollen, his head was covered with blood, and his mind was already confused.

"Bring that little slut in!" roared the big gold chain.

Soon, a girl in a white dress was dragged in from the outside.