"The Beggar's ......."

An Qisheng's eyes swayed.

Throughout the ages, several people have moved forward knowing that the road ahead is slim, saying that they are stupid or paranoid.

Such people are extremely pure.

He thought that he couldn't do it to such an extent, but he also had some admiration for such a person in his heart.

Although this Potter is a foreigner, in his opinion, he is more like a great mystical than many great mysteries.

"You have some meaning, you are going to die, what do you care about the power beyond the mundane?"

Tong Zhengyang's eyes were playful and he was a little interested.

He didn't strike again, his physical strength was so precious, a dying man was not worth his shot again.

After thinking about it, he said lightly:

"I don't know much about the so-called kung fu martial arts in your world, but martial arts are nothing more than polishing the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, marrow and blood through various means, and the physical body is almost the same, so you can give birth to true qi, and once the true qi comes out, it is another world."

Speaking of this, he paused:

"It's more than enough to give birth to true qi with your physique, but unfortunately, in this world, there is no heaven and earth aura."

True Qi is the strength of the human body to a certain extent, in order to undertake the integration of heaven and earth aura and its own internal force, one of which is in the human body, nine points in the sky, all of which are indispensable.

Without the aura of heaven and earth, it is impossible to derive true qi.

It is precisely because of the lack of spiritual energy in this realm that his true qi is becoming less and less, and the injuries in his physical body have not been able to heal for a long time, and even every move has to consume great physical strength.

"Gas ......"

Potter muttered to himself.

He is not unfamiliar with the word qi, although he is a person from the empire on which the sun never sets, he has learned the orthodox boxing skills of Daxuan, and he has a deep understanding of Daxuan culture.

He knows that in the Daxuan culture, whether it is Buddhism or Confucianism, this qi word is indispensable.

But for more than ten years, he has traveled all over Daxuan, Sanyinguo, Fuso, and South Korea without finding any trace of 'qi'.

'Qi' doesn't seem to exist at all.

"True Anger ......"

An Qisheng wrote down what Tong Zhengyang said in his heart.

This mysterious man didn't have the slightest idea of passing on his exercises, but he might not be able to get it.

At that time, we have to see if we really can't practice 'qi'.

"When the true qi is formed, the meridians can be outlined in the body, and the heaven and earth are one, and the true qi is infinite, and the qi and veins are achieved."

Tong Zhengyang said and waved his hand:

"It's useless to talk more, you go to find a cemetery by yourself, so that you don't expose your corpses to the wilderness."

This man's desire to seek the truth is quite strong, but it has nothing to do with him, he has no interest in wasting his energy, nor does he have the intention of trying to pass on his secrets.

What does it have to do with me that you are cut off from the road?

"Thank you, for your doubts."

Potter bowed his hand slightly:

"Dare to ask your name."

"Your kung fu is also the best in this world, and you are also qualified to know the name of the old man."

Tong Zhengyang responded lightly:

"The old man is Zhengyang."

"Tongzheng Yang ......"

Potter took a deep breath and turned to walk into the night, fading away.

His steps were slower than when he came, but there was more of an unusual flavor.

Faintly, Anderson felt that Potter didn't seem to be dead.

Thinking, he sighed inwardly.

Potter is already a great master, and he may even see the great master of God, but he is not this person's opponent, but he is afraid that Mu Longcheng is not this person's opponent.

However, this Tong Zhengyang only needed one more effort to kill Potter on the spot, but he didn't do it.

An Qisheng, who had seen his hot hands, couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

Thinking of it, he had to deliberately swallow a lot of military food pills before he made a move.

Perhaps, his injuries were worse than he thought.......

"You seem to be interested in that, too?"

Tongzhengyang's eyes fell on An Qisheng, as if he was smiling.

Contrary to Enkisheng's thoughts, although his serious injuries prevented him from exerting his full strength, it was still possible to add a little more strength to kill the white man.

It's just that his consumption is too great, and he doesn't want to squander his physical strength.

"Would you say?"

An Qisheng patted his ragged clothes, and did not mean to ask.

"Huh."

Tong Zhengyang swallowed a few more military food pills, pinched his flat pocket, and said to himself:

"There's not much left......."

........

The sky was overcast, and the morning dew was heavy at night.

On the pickup truck next to the highway, Li Yan didn't sleep all night, and his eyes were red.

Chirping~

In the violent friction between the tires and the ground, An Qisheng pushed the car door and walked down, his face extremely ugly.

Knowing that the two of them were killed, An Qi's life and death were unknown, and he didn't sleep all night.

The car chased after me.

"My sister called and said that there was a dangerous person who was likely to smuggle me across the border and asked me to go back, but I refused......."

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, and his temples jumped suddenly:

"Brother An is what I called, he is not dead, I want to save him back, he is dead, no matter who it is, I will kill him!"

"You are not small, you dare to resist your sister."

Li Yan was amazed.

Wang Anfeng is different from him, he has lived under the protection of Wang Zhixuan since he was a child, and Wang Zhixuan has always said that he dare not say two, so that he does not dare to go east and west.

Now he dared to disobey his sister's order, which surprised him a little.

"If I return to China like this, what face do I have to meet Brother An's parents?"

Wang Anfeng's face was very ugly:

"It's all one life, and no one is taller than the other."

"You......."

Li Yan rubbed his face and reluctantly changed the topic:

"Dr. Wang's injuries healed? And who is the dangerous person she is talking about? ”

"I don't know, it's just that it's extremely dangerous for someone to come, so you and I can return home quickly."

Wang Anfeng shook his head, gritted his teeth and said:

"Don't change the topic, no matter what, Brother An, I must find it, I have to see people alive or dead to see corpses!"

"Li Shao, it has been determined that An Qisheng is not dead, but has fallen into the hands of the gangsters who killed the two masters of Shi Xinlu and Shi Xinwu."

At this time, Wang Hu strode over and handed a laptop to Li Yan.

"Hmm."

Li Yan took over the computer, and the surveillance videos were playing on it.

"Where are the people?"

Wang Anfeng squeezed over.

"This man in black ......."

Li Yan frowned, and his heart jumped:

"An Feng, look, this man in black, is it the one we saw from you and my sister?"

"Which one?"

Wang Anfeng hadn't reacted yet.

Li Yan tapped the keyboard a few times, opened one of the surveillance videos, zoomed in, and pulled in:

"Look at this person, he doesn't look like the mysterious person who caused the heavy casualties in the Golden Eagle Country."

"What?"

Wang Anfeng's face changed.

Just as he was about to say something, Li Yan's mobile phone rang.

"Dr. Wang?"

Li Yan's face tightened, and he connected the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Zhixuan's voice was very cold:

"Get out of here at once! The next thing is not for you to meddle in! ”

With just one sentence, she hung up.

Wang Zhixuan knew that compared to her unconscious brother, Li Yan was much smarter and knew what to do.

Sure enough, Wang Zhixuan just hung up the phone.

Wang Anfeng wanted to say something, but Li Yan slapped him with a backhand, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him into the car.

"Inform everyone, go!"

Li Yan's face was solemn.

He knew what kind of person Wang Zhixuan was, who could make her so solemn, and the enemy was only afraid beyond imagination.

........

On the border of Yunnan and Myanmar, on a certain mountain, Wang Zhixuan's face was condensed.

Since Fusang took the plane back to Daxuan, they also received the video of the Taiguo police almost at the same time, and they also knew who that person was.

Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged on the boulder and just hung up a phone.

"Potter is seriously injured."

Gu Changsheng's eyes were rippling:

"He's supposed to have seen that...... Mystery man too. ”

"Traces will be found, Potter ....... hurt"

Wang Zhixuan's eyes shrunk.

She knew very well that the world's top masters like Potter were so secretive that no one could find his traces.

Unless it's really badly injured.

Gu Changsheng's expression was a little strange:

"Not only was he found, he was hospitalized......."