Chapter 9 Western-style Pavilion
Bang bang!!
The two palms collided together, Song Mingjing's feet hit the ground, and suddenly exploded with strength, Zhao Wuliang only felt that there was a thousand jun power surging out, his arm clicked, trembling, like a bone crack.
In the next moment, his whole body was knocked upside down and flew out, rolling on the ground for several meters, and it was difficult to get up for a while.
In the practice ground, a group of students looked at this scene in amazement, as if they had seen a ghost.
Even Song Mingjing himself has a sense of "I haven't contributed yet, and you have fallen" funny and absurd.
The repercussions brought by the early exposure of Hua Feihua's true identity suddenly made Song Mingjing gain more than a dozen plot points, even if the points were evenly distributed, it also made his four attribute values break 2 points.
This is a huge increase in Song Mingjing's combat power, you must know that Hua Feihua's strength has not broken 2, but the more so, the more difficult it is for Song Mingjing to feel at ease, because this power is too easy.
Maybe there are people in this world who are more powerful than Hua Feihua, maybe not, but in any case, Hua Feihua should be regarded as one of the very few people in this world who stand at the peak of human physical strength.
Song Mingjing is equivalent to reaching the point where he is on par with people like Hua Feihua in less than a month, and even surpasses.
It's so fast! So fast that he was terrified!
Taking a deep breath, Song Mingjing calmed down, no matter what, this is a good thing, too many gains and losses are hypocritical.
He walked towards Zhao Wuliang and stretched out his hand to help the latter up: "Brother Wuliang, are you injured?" ”
During this time, he accepted Zhao Wuliang's teachings, and the two could be regarded as having some friendship, and there were not so many politeness between words.
He still has a good impression of Zhao Wuliang, not to mention the other party's careful professors over time. Shan said that in the original plot, Fang Tianmu was about to apply for the police academy, You Xiaoqing found Zhao Wuliang and asked him to do tricks in the student police exam, preventing Fang Tianmu from passing the exam, but Zhao Wuliang flatly refused.
It must be known that Zhao Wuliang has a crush on You Xiaoqing, and he can still deal with his rivals without favoritism or bend the law, Song Mingjing asked himself if he could not be such a gentleman.
"It's no big deal, just rest for a day or two." Zhao Wuliang put one hand against his waist, faintly in pain, he glanced at Song Mingjing with a complicated face, and sighed again: "Brother Song, your talent is really admirable, I have nothing more to teach you." ”
Immediately, a wisp of gloom appeared on his face, and he said in a serious tone: "Hua Feihua has not appeared during this time, which makes me really feel at ease, I wonder if he is secretly planning some conspiracy against Fangjia Village." However, now that we have you, Brother Song, we have a little more grasp of dealing with Hua Feihua! ”
"Aren't flowers flowers?!"
Song Mingjing whispered, his face groaned, maybe ...... He knew what Hua Feihua was doing.
Of course, his guess may have been wrong, but now that he has the power to protect himself, he plans to go on a trip according to his heart.
In the early morning of the next day, at the beginning of the morning, Song Mingjing put on a smart and energetic suit, pinned a dagger to his left waist, and checked the bullets in the magazine.
He didn't have any research on firearms, and he didn't know which country made this pistol, which could store six rounds of ammunition at a time, which was of course a little less, so Song Mingjing brought an extra fifty rounds of ammunition for backup.
In the end, he put a cowboy hat on his head, and only sent someone to say hello to You Dasheng, and without waiting for a reply, he left Fangjia Village in full armor.
Song Mingjing thought of the treasure of the Blue Gang involved in the original work.
The Blue Gang is one of the three major gangs in Guangdong Province, and the huge wealth accumulated in the past 180 years is even more amazing than the Zhufang Family's Silver Account, but unfortunately the whereabouts of this treasure are only known to the old gang leader.
After the sudden death of the old leader of the Blue Gang, only two gold medals recorded the treasure map, but several bigwigs within the Blue Gang fought for power and profit, and one of the gold medals was quietly taken away by a bigwig.
Hua Feihua got the news of the gold medal out of nowhere, and also set her sights on the Blue Gang treasure.
After all, although the Fang family's silver number is hugely rich, his business is all over the thirteen provinces, how can he swallow it alone?
Even if he kidnapped Fang Shisanniang, he would extort a dime a dozen at most, and Hua Feihua could see it.
The Blue Gang Treasure is different, all the wealth is stored in one location, as long as he gets his hands on two gold medals, he can follow the treasure map to swallow the entire treasure alone.
Song Mingjing estimated that the reason why Hua Feihua couldn't take care of Shangjia Village during this time should be to search for the whereabouts of the big guy who took away the gold medal.
He happened to know where the big guy was.
Stepping on the rugged mountain road covered with jungles, Song Mingjing pulled out his dagger with a "snort", alerting the poisonous snakes and beasts that might appear around him, and after the spirit value broke 2 points, his senses were far more acute than ordinary people, and he could sniff out some lurking dangers.
This is also the reason why he dares to go on the road alone, and even faces Hua Feihua.
After the Blue Gang boss took away the gold medal, he hid in a Western-style pavilion built in the deep mountains and old forests, although Song Mingjing did not know the exact location, but he remembered that there was a huge cemetery around the Western-style pavilion.
Yesterday he asked someone to inquire, and he had a general direction, which was enough.
Every two or three miles of mountain road, Song Mingjing climbed the big tree and looked into the distance, such as several times, about more than ten miles away, he climbed on the treetop and saw the cemetery in the col in front of him, the stone monument is like a forest, the mountain wind is whistling and blowing, the sound of "woo" is like crying, ordinary people can't help but feel cold when they come here.
Two miles away behind the stele forest, a foreign pavilion can be faintly seen, Song Mingjing squinted slightly for a while, and then slipped down from the trunk of a big tree more than ten zhang high, dexterous like a big ape.
It didn't take long for him to arrive at his destination, a small two-story western-style building surrounded by neatly groomed gardens on all sides.
Song Mingjing walked in along the stone path, and after a little thought, he knocked on the door.
The lights were on in the room, but it was dead silent, as if there was no one inside, and after a long time, no one came to open the door, Song Mingjing pushed it down slightly, and with a squeak, the door opened immediately.
What caught his eye was an old man wearing a melon skin hat and a gray cotton jacket, with a gloomy face, he was standing in front of the door, like a wooden stake, staring coldly at Song Mingjing, an uninvited guest: "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”
"I am a traveler, I am tired of walking in this mountain, I accidentally saw this western-style building, and I want to come in and ask for a glass of water to drink, and take a rest by the way." Song Mingjing said with a smile.
The gloomy old man's gaze fell on the bulging position on Song Mingjing's waist, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said coldly: "There are no guests here, you can go somewhere else!" ”
"Okay, that's a bother."
Song Mingjing shook his head, turned around and left, without dragging his feet, but after only two or three steps, the wind behind him was loud and hit his head fiercely.