Yang Jing didn't think much about Huo Xinxin's affairs, but when Huo Xinxin returned to his seat, he found that a handsome male policeman was staring at him viciously in the police seat.

The other party's face was gloomy, and there was a trace of evil in his eyes.

Yang Jing frowned slightly, then shifted his gaze. I don't know the so-called people, so he is too lazy to care.

However, he found that he was always able to provoke some trouble and malicious people.

Is their thinking too dark and too intolerant, or do they already have an aura of ridicule?

"Huh?"

Shifting his gaze, he saw that next to the martial arts arena, several figures walked out of the two gates.

One of the teams was led by a burly man, dressed in a simple black vest, with knotted muscles and a fierce aura.

Behind him were eight martial artists, among whom there was a petite and delicate girl, who was He Qingyue.

The other team was ten people, led by an old man, with a kind face and a very kind appearance. He was followed by a young man, Zhuang Wei, and most of the others had seen him that night.

"I can see that today's competition is the dealer and the people of the Yongle Gang. That burly man is Chen Yong, the leader of the Yongle Gang, who was born in the Yandang faction. And the old man is Zhuang Sihai, the head of the banker's family, don't look at him with a good face, he is very insidious. Wang He pointed and helped him introduce the characters of the two teams, and when all the introductions were completed, he said solemnly to Yang Jing, "The Security Bureau maintains order, so some forces are not allowed to fight, so they will intervene and reconcile." If it can't be reconciled, then this is the only way to do it. ”

"It seems that the Security Bureau is pervasive."

Wang He's face suddenly showed a smug smile: "Of course." ”

"I don't think the Security Service is omnipotent."

Yang Jing thought of what happened that night, the Yongle Gang chased and killed the dealer, and they all dared to do it in public. And later, the Yongle Gang came to hunt down and kill him, and even later was calculated by the dealer. At that time, I didn't have the Security Bureau to help.

Before he could laugh for a while, his face became bitter: "This is also inevitable, isn't it the same for criminals in society?" At the end of the day, the Security Service acts as a deterrent. But what the warriors do in secret, our Security Bureau can't fully guarantee it. In fact, we can't do much with them without solid evidence. ”

People are all independent individuals, and everyone's mind is different.

What can the two people who died in Yongle Gang leave their bodies, the dealer does not admit it, and even if he sees Zhuang Wei appearing in the parking lot without evidence, he can't take what to do.

What's more, the fight between warriors is also a normal category, and the country was very dissatisfied in the past, and even killed countless warriors.

However, later, under the nuclear threat, it was impossible to break out in an all-round war, and the combat effectiveness of individuals became more and more important, and super strong figures such as warriors were naturally also valued. Over the years, the country has also been slowly cultivated.

For example, those soldiers, police, and even students who watched the battle were the best individuals to cultivate. It's just that the social environment is still stable now, so warriors are not allowed to appear in front of people easily, and everyone who enters the Security Bureau to watch the battle needs to sign a confidentiality agreement.

However, this situation will definitely change slowly, and the more you have contact, the more you will accept it.

After all, no matter how strong a warrior is, he is also a person, his lethality is very awesome, and his destructive power is also strong, but in the face of the state apparatus, in the final analysis, he is just a quail.

Yang Jing didn't expect that the real real world would be like this.

However, he could see that in fact, martial artists were not the mainstream, and many of them were restricted.

As a martial artist, he can be regarded as having some experience of this.

He, a martial artist who had just been discovered, let Wang He monitor it for several days in a row, and he knew that the state was vigilant and restricted in this regard.

Listening to what Wang He said, it seemed that he would practice martial arts for the whole people in the future, but in fact he didn't believe it, at least he felt that this was likely to be decades or even a hundred years later.

With the current attitude, the situation is definitely not much better.

However, he didn't think about making much of a fuss in reality, nor did he think about having too much contact with martial artists.

He just wants to live his own life, maybe open a martial arts gym to teach students, or start a company to accumulate assets, and pass the time by the way so as not to be bored at home for a long time.

But he doesn't care about being noticed or even restricted by the Security Bureau, which is not the case in this world.

If you want to pursue the ultimate freedom, then fly out of the earth.

The law is the greatest restriction, no matter what country it is. If you want to be in a high position and play with the law, you will also be constrained by others.

The norms of the Security Bureau are also a kind of law, but they are only promulgated for the military.

As long as you don't cause trouble, there's nothing wrong with that.

And because of the Security Bureau, if the warrior is bullied, he will have a position to get it back, and then there will not be so much trouble and constraints.

This is also what he can see, and if he changes to other martial artists, he will probably feel uncomfortable. Even now, there are still many warriors who are malicious to the Security Bureau, after all, in their opinion, how can a warrior be subject to such constraints.

In fact, it is also Yang Jing's fate, and the travel card allows him to go to the world of martial artists to practice and experience.

Even though it's only 30 days at a time, it can take time to redeem achievement points.

Now he also has more than a thousand achievement points, which can be exchanged for days and allow him to stay in the martial arts world for more than a year. If you kill a martial artist or something in the middle, you can get more achievement points and live forever.

However, Yang Jing didn't dare to do this, he stayed in the martial arts time for a long time, and his age would also get older. When the time comes, it will be impossible to say that he will change from a young person to a middle-aged person or even an old person in a blink of an eye.

Chen Yong and Zhuang Sihai took people into their seats respectively, but soon, and they didn't know who provoked first, and the two teams of people scolded angrily, pointing fingers, and even rattling.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere immediately changed, and the originally noisy scene became silent.

The students were also staring at the situation, some of them looking panicked, and some of them were very curious.

However, the policemen and soldiers were relatively calm, and it was not the first time they had come to watch the competition mediated by the Security Bureau.

Zhuang Sihai and Chen Yong both sat quietly and did not make any moves. Zhuang Wei was like a gentleman, scolding, and constantly provoking, which was completely different from what he showed before.

The members of the Security Bureau also stood in the middle of the two teams, constantly persuading something, and the atmosphere became even more chaotic.

Yang Jing kept staring at He Qingyue, glanced around, and suddenly said; "You say, is this kind of martial arts arena useful for good players with hidden weapons?"

"The contest is point-to-point, so you can't use hidden weapons."

"Dizzy, that's not a big loss."

"Actually, our Security Bureau also has a life-and-death ring, just downstairs. However, this mediation was not bad, and both gangs were more restrained. ”

Yang Jing looked at Zhuang Wei, who was still unyielding, and always felt that this so-called mediation was really like taking off his pants and farting.