Chen Tong has seen an ice hockey mask.

When he and his eldest brother went north the year before last, they saw some foreigners playing ball on the icy lake in the imperial city, and the other party was wearing a thick protective suit and wearing such a mask.

Until now, Chen Tong didn't understand what it meant for a group of people to chase a discus.

On the contrary, the Qu courtyard in the imperial city is good.

You can listen and play, especially the private room on the second floor.

The incident on the second floor flashed through his mind, and Chen Tong's eyes were once again focused on the hockey mask.

He opened his mouth wide to shout.

However, Jason is faster.

Pinch the palm of the other person's cheek and force it.

Click.

Chen Tong's neck made a crisp sound, and it broke straight, and his body slipped to the ground softly.

It all happened between the lights and the fire.

By the time Peng Liang came back to his senses, Chen Tong was already dead.

And, even more importantly, Jason rushed in front of him.

Peng Liang did not hesitate to raise his hand is a punch.

Peng Liang, who was short and stocky, punched out, his body was not sideways, and he was ready to wait for Jason to dodge or parry, followed by a kick.

No kicking, no kicking.

Yes, step on.

Step on your ankles.

Step on your toes.

This is a killing move in the boxing skills that Peng Liang has learned, and it is also a yin move, and Peng Liang will not use it at all until the critical moment.

After all, the reason why a trick is a trick is because it is used less and others know less.

Once you know more.

That's not a trick.

Similarly, Peng Liang, who used this trick, had a killing heart for Jason.

Chen Tong died.

If he didn't give the Chen family an explanation, he wouldn't be able to live.

You must know that the Chen family is not just Chen Tong.

There are also Chen Yin and Chen Jin's two brothers.

Compared with Chen Tong, these two are the pillars of the Chen family.

Especially that Chen Jin's methods made his scalp tingle.

So, if he wants to survive, Jason has to take it.

Thinking in his heart, Peng Liang's fist became faster and faster.

Woo!

The momentum is sinking.

In an instant, it hit Jason's chest, but to Peng Liang's expectation, Jason did not dodge or dodge.

Peng Liang was stunned.

However, without much thought, the punch continued to blast out.

His fists have worked hard, and they have been passed down secretly.

Practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, wipe the potion, day after day.

It's a full five years.

One punch is enough to break through three green bricks.

When ordinary people are punched by him, they directly break their bones and tendons, and they hit the vital point, which is a life.

It is precisely because of this pair of iron fists that he can gain a foothold in Wuguan Street and have a large group of apprentices to be honored.

Now, it's time for these iron fists to make another contribution.

Peng Liang's eyes widened.

He was already waiting for Jason to fall to the ground screaming.

But—

Bang!

Click!

There was a dull thud, as did the sound of bones breaking, but instead of Jason's ribs, it was his fist.

"Henglian!"

Peng Liang looked at the tall and burly body wearing a mask in front of him in horror, and subconsciously wanted to run.

Horizontal training is not terrible.

The terrible thing is that the people who will be trained horizontally.

Each one of them is a person who is full of vigor and blood in the true sense.

It's not something he, a martial artist who can't 'forge bones', can deal with.

At the last moment, Peng Liang was fierce and unmatched.

At this moment, it is a loss of courage.

Without any hesitation, Peng Liang was about to yell out, he knew very well that only by attracting the people of the Chen family could he escape.

However, just as Peng Liang was about to speak, Jason punched him.

Woo!

The dull fist style directly suppressed Peng Liang's shout.

Peng Liang, who was not in good breath, was about to take a step back and shout again, but he felt a pain in his abdomen, and when he lowered his head, he found that he didn't know when, a knife had been inserted into his lower abdomen.

As soon as the pain came, the strength was discharged.

The step back didn't take any step at all, and Jason grabbed him by the throat and squeezed it hard.

Click.

Peng Liang also followed in the footsteps of Chen Tong.

Jason raised his hand and grabbed the tablecloth on the side, wiped the blood from the short-handled broad-bladed machete, and then leaned over to search Chen Tong and Peng Liang.

This is a habit that has been developed in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Except for the jade wrench on Chen Tong's body, there is nothing worth caring about.

Peng Liang found a fragment in the lining of his shirt.

[Discover the special inheritance of the 'Iron Fist', and judge the ......]

[Determine that hand-to-hand combat has reached the master level, and the judgment is passed!] 】

[Do you consume 30 satiety to include it as an extra option?] 】

……

"Extra?"

Jason was stunned.

He knew the extra options, [Wrestling Mastery] and [Grappling Master] were all additional options for him, and he had made a plan for this before, and planned it carefully, but for the sake of time, it was not very successful.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy this time.

"Inheritance?"

Jason quickly figured out why.

The fragment is written in cowhide, it is very old, it is obviously written by the person who created this boxing technique in the first place, and it is written in detail about the practice of "iron fist strength", starting from the most basic "muscles", to "forging bones" and "training skin", but the move part is missing.

Jason didn't care about that at all.

For him, moves are far less important than 'strength'.

Put away the fragments of 'Iron Fist'.

Jason searched the room again, and soon found a chest of gold in a dark compartment at the head of the bed.

It's not a single ingot, it's a gold leaf.

There are no markers.

Obviously, Chen Tong was set aside for just in case.

Without being polite, he tore off the curtain on the side, rolled the gold leaf into it, and stuffed it into his arms.

The other party is already going to kill him.

That's the enemy.

Jason is not kind to the enemy.

Naturally, it also includes outside followers and bodyguards.

"Come in."

Jason lowered his voice and said outside.

The bodyguards immediately pushed the door and walked in.

In the face of Chen Tong, they didn't dare to disobey at all.

As for the rest?

The four of them simply didn't think about it so much.

There were only Chen Tong and Peng Liang in the room, and it was naturally Chen Tong who spoke.

Peng Liang?

borrowed the other party's courage, and he didn't dare to take it big in front of Chen Tong.

"Master Chen, do you have ......?"

followed one of them to push the door in, and subconsciously asked, and as soon as the words came out, he found that something was wrong.

The bodies of Chen Tong and Peng Liang were pulled to the back room by Jason, but there was a smell of blood, and there were still blood stains on the ground.

The two followers and the two bodyguards immediately realized that something was wrong.

But, it's over.

The door behind them closed silently.

Jason's tall, burly body peeked out from behind the door, and the short-handled broad-bladed machete in his hand swung straight out.

The sword light is like a shooting star.

It's like a white horse.

The sharp blade swept through the necks of the four before they could react.

Puff puff!

Blood gushed like a fountain.

The skull grinned and rolled to the ground.

Jason, who had been prepared, quickly dodged the blood that was spurted, and then bent down to search for the body, four money bags, adding up to 21 oceans.

Jason put everything away, turned around and closed the door and walked out of the room.

He did not leave the Chen Mansion, but quickly shuttled through the shadows.

Killing Chen Tong is not the end.

Although in a short period of time, the Chen family may not necessarily suspect him, and he is careful enough, but who knows if the Chen family has other means to track him down.

Even, will it simply be angry, think he is wrong, and just kill him!

The Chen family is so big, the power is bound to be extremely strong, and once he retaliates, he will be alone and will inevitably be unable to bear it.

It's better to beat the Chen family to death at once, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well.

However, to Jason's surprise, except for some subordinates, the huge Chen family did not have a single person in charge, not even some people who looked vicious, and the guards at the door seemed to be all the strength of the Chen family.

"Paper tigers?"

Jason guessed, but then shook his head.

The Chen family is so big, it will definitely not be a paper tiger.

Something must have been delayed.

Although Jason didn't know what was going on, he chose to leave for the time being.

It's not that the original plan has been abandoned.

He planned to come back in the evening.

Right now?

He went back first and got ready for lunch.

……

Put away your puck mask and short-handled broad-bladed machete.

It's no longer the futon it used to be, it's a different hidden place.

Even the hundred gold leaves were placed there.

The money bag containing 21 oceans was hung casually on the side of the beam - the money bag was his own, sewn for him by a bean bag, and a bean bag was embroidered on the black top.

It's the kind of bean bag you eat, not the bean bag itself.

And hanging the money bag on the side of the beam is also Mu Bai's habit.

'Owner, keep the money bag on your body, not on the beams of the house. ’

When eating, Doubao told him this more than once.

After tidying up and making sure there was no blood or smell, Jason opened the door and walked towards the front yard.

At this time, seven or eight disciples of the martial arts hall had already come.

Doubao stood at the foot of the steps in the front yard, in front of all the disciples, and said with a serious face.

"The owner's Mujia fist is born from the tiger fist of pictographic boxing."

"This punch is the most imposing, and fierce and fierce, driven by the waist, urged by qi, strong and strong, and pays the most attention to the foundation."

"So, after everyone practiced all the way first, they started to work hard."

Doubao said and took a deep breath.

"Punch!"

As soon as the words fell, the bean bag opened the shelf, and between the pounces, the momentum was fierce, especially the eyes were more like real tigers, with a fierce light, as if they were about to pounce.

Jason stood on the steps and looked at the appearance of the bean bag, and couldn't help but nod secretly.

Bean buns look harmless to humans and animals, but if you really want to fight, with this kind of posture, one or two big men are really not opponents.

However, the speed and strength are still a little weak.

Is it because of the girls?

Wouldn't it be better if you wore a pair of steel claws on your hands?

Wouldn't it be better if the steel claws could quench the poison?

That's right.

And lime.

Hide a handful of lime in your sleeve, and when you raise it at a critical time, it is a killer move.

Jason's mind couldn't help but think.

Jason has a good impression of this girl who is in charge of his meals and daily life on weekdays, although he only ate a meal, but the soy milk and buns are really good.

He didn't want a substitution.

Jason thought as he looked at the so-called disciples.

Suddenly, he shook his head.

Although each one is taller than the bean bag, the fist is soft, there is no strength not to say, and the attention is even more inconcentrated, and the eyes always glance towards the bean bag.

What that means, couldn't be more obvious.

'He' was a martial arts idiot before, except for a fight with Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao when the museum opened, the rest of the work was handed over to Doubao to take care of.

To put it simply, Doubao is not only responsible for his daily life, but also responsible for everything in the martial arts hall.

And he?

Most of the time, they are in retreat in their own rooms.

Doubao is a hard-working, smart and good girl.

This is true, there is no doubt about it.

But there are some things that are always unavoidable.

Jason slowly descended the steps, and he walked towards his apprentices.

The absent-minded apprentices suddenly felt their whole bodies sinking.

When I saw Jason, who was expressionless, my heart trembled even more.

Especially looking into Jason's eyes, their ears seemed to ring like a person's wail before death.

Sweat, overflowing in an instant.

Two of them fell to the ground.

Plop, plop.

The voice was loud, and everyone stopped, looking at the two apprentices who were shrouded by Jason's tall, burly figure.

"Tiger Fist is the heaviest momentum."

"The cowardly, you can't connect."

"You won't use it tomorrow."

After Jason finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The two apprentices, who were so frightened that they were paralyzed on the ground, opened their mouths to say something, but in the end they didn't say anything, so they could only leave in a gloomy manner.

Being expelled from the martial arts hall on Wuguan Street is not a trivial matter.

Even if the family has no worries about food and clothing, they have to be ridiculed for a while.

It is even possible that the status of the family has plummeted.

Seeing the backs of the two, the rest of the apprentices' hearts sank, and their minds suddenly became more concentrated than ever.

After the bean bag finished a fist trip, he couldn't help but smile when he looked at the apprentice who was working hard, and then turned around and walked towards the kitchen - the martial arts hall hired two rough old mothers, each of whom had three oceans a month, in addition to being responsible for cleaning and tidying up, he would also be responsible for buying vegetables, grain, sundries, etc., but the main force of cooking was still bean bags, and the two old mothers were just the ones who worked.

Lunch is rice, braised fish, pork ribs, and scrambled eggs.

The fish is crucian carp, fat and meaty, and after adding garlic, chili peppers, and green onions, it is fragrant and fragrant after being braised and goes well with rice.

Pork ribs, is boiled soup, put winter melon, a whole bucket, the soup is bright, floating shallots and coriander.

Scrambled eggs are simple scrambled egg cakes, five eggs and one scrambled egg cake, and ten bean buns are scrambled.

The rice is steamed in a pot, and it is a huge iron pot, the kind that can fit a sheep.

I lost face with my bean bun for breakfast, and I must let the owner eat my bean bun for lunch!

With such a simple idea, the bean bun is quick with his hands and feet, and he puts it on the table and serves the food.

However, after Jason sat down, Beanbao complained in a low voice.

"Pavilion master, an apprentice is ten oceans a month!"

"We only have eleven apprentices now, and if you take two away, you will lose twenty oceans a month!"

"How much less meat do you have to eat!"

Bean Bao muttered.

However, the corners of the mouth are upturned.

"The apprentice will."

Jason, who had already picked up the bowl, said vaguely.

He didn't know much about the price of the copy world in front of him for the time being, so naturally he didn't know what to say, so he could only deal with it vaguely.

However, the upturned corners of the bean bun's mouth he saw.

Oh, insincere woman.

The two old mothers went home to eat at noon, and so did the apprentices of the martial arts hall, and they would come back at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so when it was time to eat, there were only Jason and Doubao.

There were few people, and Jason didn't mind at all.

Even, in a way, Jason would have liked that.

It's the same with bean buns.

For the bean bags who escaped the famine, the happiest time of the day is the time to be with the owner.

Especially when eating.

At the dinner table, Jason and Bean Bao swept together.

From time to time, the bean bag will also tell the things around him.

Jason listened with his ears pricked up as he ate.

He knew too little about the dungeon world in front of him, and he had to understand it quickly.

However, the bean bag is very one-sided and miscellaneous, and it always misses the point.

Roughly speaking, the pork is expensive again, the fish is not fresh, or Wang Po was crippled by someone with a sack, and then, the tea shop was also smashed.

Eventually, after eating a pot of food, Jason spoke-

"Bean Bao, has anything strange happened lately?"