The gunfire stopped. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The bald man's body fell to the ground with a "snap", his palms stretched out, his eyes still open, and he didn't bat at a glance.

The place where he fell was only a few steps away from Wang Chao, but he had no strength, and these distances were as far away as the ends of the earth.

Wang Chao looked back and saw that the captain of this group of soldiers was facing this side in the grass dozens of meters away, with white smoke coming from the muzzle of his gun.

"The third brother is dead!"

An accomplice with a gun turned his face and shouted.

The rest of the people were also incredulous, looking at the corpse on the ground and slightly stunned.

The captain gave the order and did not miss this opportunity, and more than a dozen soldiers jumped out of the grass, and the tongues of fire spewed non-stop.

The bald man was suspected of being an accomplice, as if he had lost his backbone, and was beaten back again and again.

In the end, three people were killed on the spot, and the remaining few people ran out of bullets quickly.

Soon, they all raised their hands and surrendered.

"Be honest!"

"Put the gun down and put your hands up!"

…………

The group of accomplices crouched on the ground, and several soldiers pointed their guns at them, cautiously searching them carefully.

Soon.

From the backpack of a fat guy, bags of white powder and boxes of ice-like crystals were found in the backpack, which were carefully stored in the box.

These things are neatly laid out on the ground, along with guns and bullets.

"Head, fifteen kilograms of new sea and heroin, five kilograms of methamphetamine, six firearms, and a number of bullets were found!"

A soldier reported loudly.

The disarmed group of people squatted on the ground and did not dare to speak, but their faces were extremely gray.

On the other side.

Looking at the dead corpse on the ground, even though it was an enemy, Wang Chao still felt a deep pity and couldn't help but sigh.

He stepped forward and stroked his face, helping him close his eyes while calming his intense mood.

This is when he entered this world, met the first boxing master, and even practiced dark energy, such a person, it is difficult to produce one out of a hundred people who practice boxing.

But such a master, regardless of his good or evil, did not die in the boxing competition in the end, but became a ghost under the gun, which is really the sorrow of a warrior.

As soon as you encounter guns, how many years of hard work suddenly turn to ashes!

"Alas......"

Wang Chao has read the history of national art and knows that Cheng Tinghua, who is the gossip gate of the Republic of China, was a well-known master of national art in the north and south at that time, and single-handedly opened up Cheng's Bagua Palm, which is quite famous.

When the Eight-Nation Alliance invaded China, he was the backbone of the Boxers, killing countless foreigners, and he was a great hero.

In the end, he fell under the fire of eight muskets, which is sad.

Even though he has not practiced boxing now, he has read a lot of relevant classics in the past few days, and has a lot of understanding of historical allusions in various aspects of national art.

Looking at the bones on the ground, he always had a feeling that those who practice boxing must die under the fist, not under the gun.

This is the sympathy between warriors.

Hey?

Wang Chao's eyes suddenly moved.

In the corner of the afterglow, I suddenly saw a corner of the page on the bald man's chest.

"What is this?"

Wang Chao was slightly stunned, could it be that it is a book or a secret book?

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, reached out and turned the corpse over, and laid it flat face up.

The hand gently reached into his chest, and after a few moments, a book wrapped in cloth was hooked out.

Hold back the excitement in your heart and spread it out.

Inside is indeed a thin book, the whole page is very delicate, moist and smooth, made of fine pulp, as soon as you hold it in your hand, you feel very strong, exuding a faint fragrance.

The book has dozens of pages, it seems, it is also some years, there is no handwriting on the cover, the number of pages is not much, it looks like it is a broken book torn from a thick book.

But Rao is like this, he is still wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside by this bald man, which is extremely precious.

When I opened the book, it was full of small brushes and drawn line villains.

Looking at it again, the signature of the signature is written in the lower right corner of the page, which is the word "Xue Dian"!

Wang Chao's heart shook.

This Xue Dian is really thunderous!

When he was young, Xue Dian's reputation was at its peak, and as the master of Xingyi Sect, he was an absolute big man.

He is Li Cunyi's apprentice, Shang Yunxiang's younger brother, when he served as the director of the Tianjin Guoshu Museum of the Republic of China, single-handedly founded the pictographic boxing, at that time in the martial arts of the prestige, and wrote books and said, carry forward the national arts.

His kung fu has reached the point of divine transformation, usually like a teacher, but his face sank, and he moved his hands like a demon, and he was a great genius who supported the façade of Xingyimen.

Legend in the martial arts, Xue Dian once performed, carried a bench and put it in the center, he was on the left side of the bench when he punched the first punch, and he had reached the right side of the bench when he punched the second punch, he drilled through the bench at a very fast speed in an instant, and people with slightly poor eyesight could not see his specific movements clearly.

The audience was shocked, this ghostly body was impossible to parry when fighting, and a few people who wanted to compete with him retreated on the spot.

It's a pity that such a big master, after the liberation, participated in the **** people's civil administration. Shot.

Because Xue Dian was executed by the government, he committed a taboo. After the revolution, his disciples almost disappeared, and his boxing skills were lost because of this.

The ancients are gone, and it is not easy to leave this trace of inheritance now.

Wang Chao looked at it slightly, and most of the front half of it was about the ways and methods of basic boxing practice in Xingyi Boxing, including the key to three-body styles, detailed explanations of various boxing formulas, and other valuable knowledge, and the back actually recorded the specific practice methods of the two twelve shapes of snake shape and tiger shape!

Wang Chao was shocked, this is the real secret of boxing!

That's exactly what Wang Chao needs now!

Wang Chao suddenly felt a lot of heart, he really had nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it.

Without looking closely, he swept the busy soldiers around, and no one paid attention to this, so he reached out and took the book into his arms.

"Xiao Wang!" Suddenly.

A shout rang out behind him.

When I looked back, it was the captain of the soldiers, with a rough face, a tall figure, and bright eyes.

"Come here." He called Wang Chao.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward, and the drug trafficking gang had been firmly controlled by handcuffs.

Several soldiers placed the bodies of the two dead soldiers separately and set up a large pile of dry firewood on the spot.

"Salute!"

Everyone had heavy and solemn faces and took off their hats.

Wang Chao didn't speak, he followed along, and he didn't feel very comfortable, and saw two fresh lives dying in front of him.

Human life is like a mustard, as if it is not worth mentioning.

"Rite over!"

The soldiers did not look good, and from their pockets, they took out windproof lighters and lit firewood.

Cracking sound...

The flames rose to the sky, and the bodies of the two people's fighters gradually disappeared.

Half an hour later, the fire was a mess, and all that was left on the ground was a pile of crystalline ashes, and a few bones such as a skull that had not been burned.

Carefully pack it up and put it in your backpack.

Finally.

The soldiers escorted the accomplices. Rush to the outer edge of the forest.

Halfway through.

"I didn't expect you kid to be very powerful, to be able to compete with the famous triathlon on this underworld, and you are very bold!"

The captain gave him a thumbs up and looked at him appreciatively.

Wang Chao's face was pale and he smiled reluctantly, he didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything, he didn't even know his identity now.

"Let's go, I tracked them for three days before I found these guys, and now I can finally rest well!"

Along the way, Wang Chao didn't say much.

But from the words of the soldiers' conversations, it can be concluded that in this world, his name is also Wang Chao, and he is a border soldier who often participates in anti-terrorism, anti-narcotics, and anti-smuggling tasks.

This time, after tracking for more than three days, a group of soldiers discovered the drug trafficking gang that was about to pass through the border forest area.

This triathlon is tough and terrifying, and it is also quite famous in Southeast Asian circles.

I have played black boxing before, I have several lives in my hands, I am proficient in Xingyi boxing, I am a rare master, I don't know the specific origin, I don't want to be planted here today, and I die.