Bang Bang –

Zhao Zhou didn't care about the thoughts of the two, closed the study door tightly, and came to the living room outside, sat on the large sofa, ready to rest for a while, and recalled the scene of the fight with Mai Rongen just now, as a battle experience.

It's just that Mai Rongen's strength is a little lacking, and he hasn't made any moves yet, so he is ready to use a gun to compare.

Zhao Zhou sat on the sofa and thought for a while, and felt that there was really no value to learn from this fight.

Of course, this is also why Mai Rongen couldn't beat Zhao Zhou, so he could only think of such a surprising way to win, but unfortunately he was still killed by Zhao Zhou.

"The progress of science and technology has led many warriors to face invincible opponents, and the first way to think of killing the enemy is to kill a deadly firearm that kills people 100 meters away, rather than their own fists and feet. But that's right, firearms are also a magic weapon, just like the flying sword of a cultivator. ”

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and after glancing at the unloaded firearm in his hand, he felt a little hungry, and thought that he hadn't eaten much today except for eating a body-strengthening pill.

Thereupon.

He got up from the sofa under the worried and frightened peeking eyes of the two owners, came to the refrigerator in the living room, opened the refrigerator door, took a few looks, and took out a few packets of beef jerky from it.

And the system was swept, and Zhao Zhou found that there was no problem, so he also tore it open and gobbled it up. I didn't lose my appetite because of the effects of murder.

It is precisely because he knows that if he doesn't eat, it is obviously difficult to get along with his stomach.

Especially he is not the first time to kill people, and he is not innocent, just like he was in the Qing Dynasty, he killed people who deserved it, and he was at ease.

"In Yang's seniors, they all have a balanced diet, they can't eat more meat, and they can't drink less porridge, and they always feel that there is no taste in their mouths."

Zhao Zhou leaned on the leather sofa, ate modern spiced beef jerky, and then took out an unopened bottle of red wine from under the dining table, full of English and didn't know what it was, drank a glass, and suddenly felt that the life of a rich person was really a kind of enjoyment.

It's just that he doesn't know when Feng Yuxiu will come.

It's also a fight for fear of drinking and other meetings.

Zhao Zhou took a sip, tasted a taste, and didn't drink much, just looked at the two owners who were still on the ground, and pushed the two bags of unopened beef jerky to the other end of the table, "It's cold on the ground, sit on the sofa." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the beef jerky that had been pushed over, "I'm in a hurry to come today, I know you haven't eaten yet." Use this to pad your stomach first. ”

"No.... No need...."The owner looked at the beef jerky on the table, thinking about the scene of the murder just now, he really had no appetite, and his stomach was churning.

The students who led the way also turned their heads away and didn't look at it.

When Zhao Zhou saw it, he didn't have anything to say, he ate his own.

After waiting for a while, maybe the two owners saw that Zhao Zhou was really not malicious, and they slowly sat down on the sofa.

Then, they didn't say anything, they just were stunned, probably thinking about a way to get out, or thinking about why this happened today.

"Could it be that Master Zhao's division has a grudge against Master Mai? The meaning of the message is to kill..."

The owner of the pavilion first glanced at Zhao Zhou, thinking that Zhao Zhou had said that Mai Rongen was selling drugs before, especially because Yang Luchan was a figure who died a hundred years ago, and suddenly felt that Zhao Zhou had something to say.

He felt that maybe Zhao Zhou was using Yang Luchan, who had passed away a hundred years ago, as a metaphor for his deceased teacher.

Plus being involved in the black by Mak Rongen....

"It's possible that the two families have a grudge for a long time!"

The owner of the hall was cranky, thinking that it was Mai Rongen who killed Zhao Zhou's master, and then Zhao Zhou came to take revenge, which is the best explanation.

And while they were thinking, time passed quietly.

About four hours passed.

Around ten o'clock in the evening.

The slight sound of 'rustling', the second floor of the villa seemed to be entered through the window, but after a few breaths, there was also a "click" footsteps at the stairs, as if deliberately made people notice.

"The younger generation was sealed in Xiu, and I heard that Master Mai Rongen had a good boxing technique, and he was nicknamed the King of Southern Boxing. I'm here for a moment today. ”

With the sound of footsteps, a young man with a somewhat frantic face walked down the stairs.

He is Feng Yuxiu, who has become obsessed with martial arts and is incompatible with today's society.

And now that his wife has passed away, he has no worries in his heart, and the only thing he cares about is his martial arts. I want to kill these long-famous martial arts seniors and martial arts masters, and verify what I have learned.

Although Feng Yuxiu's character has been distorted, what he wants to do is also wrong.

But what he said was right, martial arts are learned to kill.

It's just that he walked down the stairs with the heart of killing people and practicing martial arts, sniffing his nose, but he noticed a smell of blood in the house.

"Who are you? Where is Master Mak? He glanced at the two pavilion owners, and then looked at Zhao Zhou, who was sitting on the sofa, as if he was not surprised by his appearance.

"In the study."

Zhao Zhou stood up and motioned for the two hall owners to come to the side.

Feng Yuxiu walked down the stairs, and he didn't care about the two owners, but when he came to the sofa, when he sniffed again, he smelled the smell of blood just now coming from a room in front of him.

"McRonn is dead?" Feng Yuxiu looked away from the study and looked at Zhao Zhou again.

"Master Mai's skills are not good." Zhao Zhou nodded and raised his hand, "I was killed by my fist this evening." ”

"Good!" Sealed in Xiu Kuai people fast talk, or as long as the opponent can fight, it doesn't matter if you kill people or not.

"Since you can kill Master Mai, then your kung fu must be good!" He lowered his head and clenched his fists, looked at Zhao Zhou and said, "The junior is Feng Yu Xiute to come and teach!"

When Zhao Zhou heard this, he was noncommittal.

He was ready to compare himself with Feng Yuxiu, but curiously, he still asked his purpose and said, "Do you have a secret book map for the martial arts you have learned?" Can you take a look at it below? ”

"Yes, yes..."

Feng Yuxiu said, stepped forward, his arms seemed to draw a bow, he charged a punch, pinched a tiger-shaped gunner's move, and smashed it towards Zhao Zhou's chest with one hand.

"Let's talk about winning the war!"

The words fell, and the fist came, bringing a slight wind sound.

And when Zhao Zhou saw Feng Yuxiu's ten-fingered cocoon before, he knew that the hard qigong he practiced all year round had been practiced to the point of fire.

At this time, seeing him smashed with a tiger-shaped cannon fist, he looked mighty and had a strength of no less than three or four hundred catties.

So, he didn't think about trying to see if this punch could kill himself, so he was prepared, pulled his right hand up, drew a circle, unloaded the force, and with a flick of his left hand, he easily held Feng Yuxiu's fist.

Bang Bang –

The bones collide, up and down.

Zhao Zhou had already expected that his free left hand would go down and aim at his head, and his right hand would take advantage of it, grabbing his arm, preparing not to break his arm bone.

"Good skills!" Feng Yuxiu saw that his arm seemed to be hooked by an iron hook, and after realizing that he couldn't take it back, he knew that the kung fu in his hand was not pleasing to him, so he sat on his knees, his body was short, and after avoiding Zhao Zhou's split, his right foot went straight to the crook of Zhao Zhou's leg.

This is preparing to exchange injuries for injuries!

Especially the strength of the two is equal to each other, no matter who fights whom, this competition is over.

However, Feng Yuxiu was wearing big scalp shoes, and if this kick was solid, Zhao Zhou's patella would definitely be shattered, and he would not be able to stand up.

Even if it is cured, it will not take much strength for the rest of his life.

This move is a lose-lose move, if the two are reversed, Zhao Zhou will also suffer a big loss.

Zhao Zhou also knew that he couldn't change it, so he supported his arm with one hand, gave up the idea of twisting his arm, and instead pressed the strength of his whole body on Feng Yuxiu's shoulder, making him kick under the dining table, kicking the glass dining table table out of a bowl-sized hole, surrounded by spiderweb-like cracks.

Whoop -

The glass shattered, and the bottles underneath shattered.

Zhao Zhou sensed that Feng Yuxiu was punching out, and then grabbed his arm with his left hand to prevent him from getting out. With his right hand, he slashed at his neck.

Although this is not a real knife, but if it goes up at once, it will be cut off by Zhao Zhou's huge force.

There was a crisp 'pop' sound.

Feng Yuxiu also improvised to adapt, hooking the hundred-pound dining table hole with one foot, and suddenly moved his body a few inches, avoiding Zhao Zhou's hand knife, and at the same time, with a 'hiss', his sleeve was pulled off, and he also pulled out his arm.

However, although he got rid of Zhao Zhou's capture, five blood bruise purple marks also appeared on his somewhat dark arms, which were pressed out by Zhao Zhou's huge force.

But.

He looked like he had suffered a bruise. But when Zhao Zhou asked him to pull out his arm, he was also empty in his hand, and his other hand was also missed, and the door in front of him was wide open.

Feng Yuxiu was unwilling to give up this opportunity, or there was no time to think about it when the martial artists were fighting, just a subconscious offensive means.

'Huh' his intact arm, a heart-warming drill fist, twisted into a strand of strength, and smashed into Zhao Zhou's chest like a drill.

And Zhao Zhou punched the air and did not panic.

He has practiced to the point of brightness, and he has already achieved that his shot is like lightning, and his return hand is like fire.

When Feng Yuxiu seized this opportunity to attack, Zhao Zhou took a step forward, took the right hand that was empty in front of his chest and withdrew it, wrapped his fist in his palm, and took a hard blow, and took a step back without letting his punch smash on his chest, but the palm of his hand was also red.

But at this time, he also clenched Feng Yuxiu's fist tightly in his hand, and his five fingers bit the back of Feng Yuxiu's hand like a beast's sharp teeth.

Bang Bang –

At the same time, Zhao Zhou pulled the back of Feng Yuxiu's hand, suddenly turned sideways, there was a tense sound of muscles and bones, and his left hand shook his elbow.

When Feng Yuxiu realized that he was captured and was about to lift his knee to crush Zhao Zhou's knee, Zhao Zhou moved the blocking hammer in one style, as if it was really like a hammer, and with a 'bang', Feng Yuxiu was caught off guard and completely hammered in his heart.

Puff –

Feng Yuxiu was hit by this huge force of nearly 500 catties, and his body suddenly fell off the ground more than ten centimeters for a while, fell backwards, and overturned the sofa next to him with a bang.

"Ahem.... Well...."

After he fell, he grabbed the sofa with one hand, and tried to stand up again, but his chest hurt sharply between breaths, and blood foamed from his mouth, and he was half-lying on the ground again.

At the same time, he looked down and saw that his chest had collapsed a little, and he knew that his broken ribs had pierced the lobes of his lungs, and his life was short.

After all, martial artists fight, not immortals flying around in the sky, nor martial arts masters up and down, they are all recruiting dead hands, close to the body, a little careless, you can distinguish the superior in an instant, and you can also decide life and death.

And if you can still talk and chat during the competition, plus some psychological activities, you haven't died, or the gap between the two sides is too big.

But in this competition, the gap between Zhao Zhou and Feng Yuxiu is very small, but Zhao Zhou has practiced his strength, so he has taken advantage of the starting moves, and the strength is faster, as if he is expecting the enemy prophet.

In fact, the strength of the two is not much different, they are both dead, and they are crippled when they are next to each other.

This time, it was Feng Yuxiu who took Zhao Zhou's heavy hand, and his chest was broken.

If you want to change to Zhao Zhoulai, whether it is next to that type of drill fist or the last step, it is not much better than him, and it is also the end of a lifetime of disability, and the premise is that Feng Yuxiu lets him go.

"Good.... Ability...."

Feng Yuxiu may know that he can't survive, so he simply lay on the ground, and when he saw Zhao Zhou coming, he coughed up some blood foam and laughed maniacally: "I Feng Yuxiu.... Studied under Weng Men.... Paid by the master in a boxing scripture, including the world's martial arts.... It's a pity that I didn't get it.... Otherwise, I would not have been defeated by you today..."

His speech was staccato and staccaly, and he was talking and talking, and his laughter was getting lower and quieter.

"And... That boxing book.... Where I practiced martial arts...."

He half-squinted his eyes, and fully explained the place where his boxing book was hidden, and his somewhat distracted eyes no longer looked at Zhao Zhou, but looked at the place where he lived with difficulty, and no longer spoke.

When Zhao Zhou heard this, he didn't leave, and after more than a dozen breaths, when Feng Yuxiu was silent, he raised his somewhat reddened palm, moved his wrist a little uncomfortable, felt better, and bowed to Feng Yuxiu.

"Teachable."

Shoot mercilessly, mercilessly do not shoot.

In terms of the fight just now, Zhao Zhou didn't kill him, and he was the one who died. For such a martial idiot, many times it is really difficult to talk.

"It's better to die by a fist than by a gun,"

Zhao Zhou remembered the plot of the movie, sighed in his heart, picked up the gun hidden under the sofa, looked at the frightened two owners, and motioned for them to drive him over according to the address.

"Okay...."The two were also scared after seeing Zhao Zhou kill another person, and hurriedly did as instructed.

On the way, they didn't make any moths, and after Zhao Zhou killed Mai Rongen, their mentality was also stable, although the car was not driving fast, it was also quite stable.

After about two hours of travel.

Under the precaution that Zhao Zhou was afraid of a car accident and was ready to go to other worlds at any time, the three of them also came to the rental house that Feng Yuxiu said.

Subsequently.

Zhao Zhou did not stop, entered the house, and also searched out a thread-bound book more than two inches thick and somewhat yellowed from the room sealed in the martial arts cultivation room.

"Fist Books?" Zhao Zhou glanced at it, flipped it slightly, and saw all kinds of villain graphics in the book, painted with the name of the move, the luck technique, and there are dense small character annotations under each villain figure, which is the experience of each boxing master, very detailed, as if the person who is afraid of it will not understand.

"Good stuff! The explanation in the article explains the experience of each boxing sect in such detail, if it is left behind in the late Qing Dynasty, it will definitely cause a battle in the rivers and lakes! ”

When Zhao Zhou saw such a treasure, his heart was also hot, he carefully closed the book, and did not shy away from the two of them, his mind moved, and the book in his hand disappeared directly and received it in the system space.

Moreover, he took a few more looks, and after seeing the cheats on the box quietly in the space, his heart was relieved.

"Zhao.... Master Zhao! ”

It's just that after the two owners of the hall saw that Zhao Zhou had changed a book away, they were even more shocked in their hearts, and felt that Zhao Zhou killed two people in a row today, and he was not as shocked as the 'immortal method' in his hand now.

"I knew that Master Zhao was not an ordinary person!" The students are young and have read various novels, and they even feel that Zhao Zhou may be a person from the fairy world, and he is here to 'travel' in the nether world today.

Zhao Zhou was surprised when he saw the two of them, but he didn't say much, and waited in the house for a while, and when he listened attentively, he heard a slight roar of cars outside the alley.

"Hurry!"

"A team! One team! ”

"The news from the villa area has confirmed that there are indeed two deaths! Forensic identification is a bare-handed kill, and the suspect is dangerous! If necessary, you can fire a warning gun! ”

The car outside the alley stopped, and more than a dozen plainclothes policemen came down, quietly walking towards Zhao Zhou, and it seemed that the news of the murder had been leaked.

But in fact, this was Zhao Zhou's own police, and when he found the cheats, he used the owner's mobile phone to send a text message of 'surrender'.

The purpose is not to implicate the two owners.

After all, when he killed someone, he also took the two of them with him, and it was difficult for them to clear any suspicions, so it was better to wait for them to find the cheats and help them wash them when they were ready to leave.

"Both."

Zhao Zhou heard the sound of dense footsteps surrounding the residential building. He also looked at the two pavilion owners, who were a little excited and a little scared when they heard the shouts of the police, "It's over." Now you please. ”

After the words fell, Zhao Zhou heard the footsteps in the corridor getting closer and closer, and someone had already slammed open the door with a 'click', and after coming to the house, in the eyes of the hall owner and the students who were even more shocked, the white light flashed, disappeared directly, and went to the Three Kingdoms World.

"The owner of the museum.... This...."

And a frightened and excited roar, the students were shocked and inexplicable when they saw this scene, and stammered to look at the hall owner who was also wide-eyed: "Now that the police are here, we have to say that it is the immortal who killed the person, do you say those police officers will believe it..."

"Faith!"

As the student's words fell, a loud shout that changed the tone sounded, and several policemen came over in a daze, trembling and taking out the intercom, taking a few deep breaths, and reporting to the boss: "Director, I want to say that the suspect who surrendered was not found, but saw an immortal, will you believe it..."