With Zhu Kunming's fingers, the slot machine spun again.

"Ding, congratulations on getting an invitation from the old demon of Montenegro. This invitation will allow you to enter the world of A Chinese Ghost Story. This world is a normal quest world, and you will be given three months to recuperate after experiencing this world. ”

Zhu Kunming looked at the invitation in his hand and casually put him into the backpack of the big dream space. Asked; "Big Dream Space, can I return to reality first and go see my wife? I'll stay at home for two days and come back immediately to complete the quest? ”

Big Dream Space listened to Zhu Kunming's question and replied without emotion; "This is an assault dungeon, and once the dungeon is opened, you must enter it, and you won't be able to get any time to recuperate."

Listening to the metallic sound of the big dream space, Zhu Kunming clenched his fists tightly; "Big Dream Space! That's not good! At least give me a respite, you're an Overlord copy! ”

Big Dream Space replied coldly; "It was your original choice to bind the big dream space, please don't forget the agreement of the year, and now please ask the host if it enters the dungeon."

Zhu Kunming took a deep breath when he heard this, nodded, and said; "Okay, if you're ruthless, I choose to enter the dungeon immediately."

"Catch him, don't let him run." In the God of Boxing, Zhu Kunming, who had just come back to his senses, squinted his eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment and the young man who was being chased by him vigilantly by the lights around him. Seeing the young man running closer and closer, Zhu Kunming gently turned his body to the side and moved out of the way.

"Buzz.. Airplanes! Just after Zhu Kunming got out of the way, with the roar of a motorcycle, a handsome guy who was stepping on a flyboard rushed out of the crowd of onlookers. The man stopped the flyboard in front of Zhu Kunming, and then flew up from it and kicked the young man who had snatched someone else's handbag to the ground.

The man snatched the bag from the young man's hand, and then kicked the young man who fell to the ground, and scolded him; "Robbed my sister's bag, you still dare to run! I'd like to see how you run out of the palm of my mountain light. ”

Zhu Kunming just stood aside, looking at the person in front of him, looking at the first protagonist of this boxing god, the light of the mountain.

"Ah Guang, don't beat Ah Guang, you will kill him." Just as the mountain light was punching and kicking the robbing youth, a girl in her twenties who was very beautiful pushed away the crowd and held the mountain light's hand in her hand.

"Hmph" A cold snort, after the light of the mountain kicked the man twice, he handed the handbag in his hand to the girl.

After handing the handbag to the girl, Shan Zhiguang looked at Zhu Kunming, who was standing on the side and staring at him, and raised his head and shouted at Zhu Kunming; "Hey, boy. I told you to catch him, but you didn't hear it! Hurt Lao Tzu ran so far! ”

After hearing this, Zhu Kun turned his head for unknown reasons and looked behind him. After finding that there was no one behind him, Zhu Kunming realized that the light of the mountain was really talking to himself. Looking at the imposing mountain light, Zhu Kunming couldn't help but think secretly; "What's going on! My identity has been generated! Why doesn't he know me! ”

Just when Zhu Kunming was puzzled, the light of the mountain spoke again; "What's the matter, my heart is empty!" The light of the mountain, who said this, looked at Zhu Kunming's appearance with the help of the street lamp, and said with a smile; "Yo! Looks like a martial arts master, I didn't expect it to be so seedless! Don't even dare to stop a robber! ”

"Huh!" Zhu Kunming listened to the words of the light of the mountain, but he just smiled, not caring at all. Because in Zhu Kunming's view, it is appropriate to help or not to help.

The girl looked at Zhu Kunming's appearance, and hurriedly pulled the light of the mountain and whispered; "Ah Guang, you just say a few words."

Shan Zhiguang looked at Zhu Kunming's 1.8 meter tall and a decent black priest's uniform, and said to the girl; "Sister, I'm telling the truth! He grew so big that he was so scared that he didn't dare to move, it was really useless! ”

"Ah Guang!" The girl looked at the light of the mountain more and more excessively, and couldn't help but block him behind her, and said to Zhu Kunming; "Are you alright, sir! My brother likes to talk nonsense, don't be like him. ”

Zhu Kunming shook his head and asked at the girl; "This is your brother! What's your name? ”

The girl listened, smiled shyly, and then replied; "My name is Ah Piao, what about you?"

Zhu Kunming looked at the light of the mountain played by Wang Leehom and said with a smile; "My surname is Zhu, and my single name is Kun."

Ah Piao listened and said with a smile; "Your name is Zhu Kunming! I didn't expect you to not only look alike, but also have the same name as martial arts master Zhu Kunming! ”

"Master!" Zhu Kunming listened, pointed to himself, and said; "If that's right, the person you're talking about should be me."

As soon as the mountain light heard this, he laughed with a snort, and then slapped the flyboard beside him again and again, and said; "You said you were a martial arts master! What a joke! You don't want to think about what you looked like just now! You think we're playing house! ”

"Look!" Zhu Kunming looked at the outfit on his body and found that he had nothing to be rude. Facing the light of the mountain with a look of disdain, he asked; "What's wrong with my appearance? Is it decaying? ”

"It's not decay, it's decay!" As she spoke, Shanzhiguang flew up directly and kicked towards Zhu Kunming's position.

Zhu Kunming just frowned slightly, looking at the movement of the light of the mountain, and did not make the slightest evasive action.

"Ah Guang, what are you doing!" The sister of the light of the mountain, looking at Zhu Kunming who was standing on the side, shouted at the light of the mountain; "Ah Guang, you're like this, I'll tell my mother when I get home!"

Shanzhiguang looked at Zhu Kunming, who was expressionless on the side, and said helplessly; "O old lady! Look at what he looks like. He was so scared by my leg that he was about to pee his pants, why are you still protecting him like this! ”

"Young people! You've gone too far! Zhu Kunming, who heard this, said a little unhappily.

When the light of the mountain heard this, he leaned back and said with a smile; "Overdone! I said, dude! How old are you! Dare to call me a young man! ”

Zhu Kunming looked at the appearance of the mountain light, didn't say anything, but kicked him in the stomach. The light of the mountain, which was kicked by Zhu Kunming, flew a distance of seven or eight meters in the air in a row, and then hit the street lamp on the side of the road.

"Ah Guang!" Ah Piao looked at his younger brother who was beaten out, and immediately ran to his side, and checked the injury of the mountain light with a lot of worry.

Shan Zhiguang looked at his worried sister, shook his head slightly, then licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and said; "What a speed! I didn't expect you to really have two hits. ”

Zhu Kunming only smiled at the words of the light of the mountain and said affirmatively; "Two hits! I think it's more than that! ”

Mountain Light moved his body for a moment, casually made a fighting stance, and said; "Flim Tongue, let me see how many pounds and taels you have." After saying this, the light of the mountain took a big step and rushed towards Zhu Kunming.

Zhu Kunming looked at the scattered steps at the foot of the mountain light, shook his head and sighed; "Unsteady feet are flaws, I really don't know how your master taught you boxing!"

Hearing this, the light of the mountain moved a little faster, and jumped up three meters away from Zhu Kunming, kicking Zhu Kunming's head with his foot.

Zhu Kunming watched the movement of the mountain light, stood there motionless, and let him kick him directly in the head.

"Bang" Mountain Light kicked Zhu Kunming's head, and Zhu Kunming, who was kicked, only tilted his head slightly. Then he looked at the light of the mountain standing in front of him with an expressionless face.

Zhu Kunming shook his neck and asked with some confusion; "The fighting consciousness and reaction are all in a mess, you rely on this ability, how can you not know how you learned your father's divine fist?"

After taking two steps back, looking at Zhu Kunming, who was not injured, Shanzhiguang asked cautiously; "Divine Fist Dao has not been spread at all, how do you know Divine Fist Dao?"

Zhu Kunming smiled and said; "Your father Fenglei and I are the same era, but it's a pity that we have different positions and have no chance to fight. So the Divine Fist that you used is not a secret in my eyes at all. ”

Shanzhiguang, who has not had a father since he was a child, directly forgot about his personal grievances with Zhu Kunming, and hurriedly asked; "You know my dad! Do you know how he died? ”

Zhu Kunming looked aside, because he heard about his father, and Ah Piao, who was nervous, nodded and said; "Yes, but if you take me somewhere, I'll tell you."

When the light of the mountain heard this, he immediately replied without hesitation; "Say it, I'll take you."

In this way, under the leadership of the mountain light, Zhu Kunming and him came to the black market. This time, Zhu Kunming's target is the second-generation boxing gloves sold in the black market. This abbreviated version of the boxing gloves, the full name is called the police boxing gloves type B. Because he didn't use rare metals from outside the world, he could only develop thirty percent of the human brain. The first generation of boxing gloves can develop between 50% of the human brain and 100% in theory.

However, despite that, this second-generation glove has no side effects, and the production cost is only one-tenth of the production cost of the first-generation boxing gloves. At this cost, the government could call upon funds to equip all of its elite police officers.

With a burst of electricity flowing through his body, Zhu Kunming equipped the second-generation boxing god gloves bought with gold in his hands. With the equipment of the gloves, Zhu Kunming felt that his body seemed to let out a happy roar. The entire body index has been increased in an all-round way. In Zhu Kunming's perception, this growth is so clear and intoxicating.

"Now you can say it!" The light of the mountain looked at Zhu Kunming, who was fascinated, and asked directly.

Zhu Kunming clenched his hands tightly, wearing the gloves of the fist god, and found that there was no difference from usual. It was obviously a very bloated glove, and when worn on the hand, it didn't weigh at all, but instead emitted bursts of exhilarating miniature electricity.

Zhu Kunming felt as if he was charging, and said with a smile; "Your father is not dead, and you will know the specific information with me." After saying this, Zhu Kunming directly stopped a maglev taxi and took the mountain light towards the government police building.

Zhu Kunming looked at the scenery flashing around him, stroked the smooth touch feeling on the glove, and smiled in his heart; "What a perfect feeling, what a great kicker! Sheriff, now that I'm here, let me see the power of your first-generation boxing gloves this time. ”