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On the first day of the second month, the big murderer, taboo: everything is not appropriate.

Mo Yi looked at this Beiliang City, which has been fluctuating for many years, and has become more and more atmospheric recently, an indescribable feeling came to his heart, he has not been to this city, whether it is in the original world or the endless in the back, he has been here, but maybe the national art of this world is better preserved, and he always feels that the Beiliang City of this world still has the indomitable atmosphere of revolutionaries.

Mo Yi looked at the people who were still busy pursuing life, and he didn't feel the tension of the competition at all, he couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, this society has a very clear division of labor, the martial arts world is only a corner of society after all, and it is not a very important corner, even if Wang Chao is really the strongest on land in the future, what if he is invincible in the world, national art is just a touch of spice in society after all.

The corners of Mo Yi's mouth curved slightly, as if smiling, since I am here, Guoshu will not only be a corner of society, how can the evolutionary path that can develop individual abilities become a condiment and be buried? I want to make this society inseparable from the national arts, of course, at that time, it was probably not called the national arts, maybe the name of the body building technique is also good?

Mo Yi no longer cherished the majestic vicissitudes of Beiliang City, waved his hand and walked onto the black car that had long been parked behind him, and the one who opened the door for him was the one he hadn't seen for a long time, Vernon!

I saw Vernon in a black suit, a shirt with a white background, and a burgundy bow tie that set off his white complexion, with white gloves, more like a housekeeper than before, his body was at least three points stronger than the thin one he had just met, his face was more diamond-angled, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light from time to time.

Mo Yi stood in front of the car door and looked at Vernon, who had not been seen for a long time, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction, the foundation was already very good, and sure enough, with the help of NZT, even if there was a different knowledge barrier of his own worldview, it was still easy to enter, but Mo Yi suddenly frowned, and sat in the car without speaking, Vernon consciously went to the cab and started the car.

The car gradually disappeared into the road, and the sky slowly darkened, and the neon light of Beiliang City hit the car, reflecting the changes in Mo Yi and Vernon's faces.

"You've been doing very well lately, you've entered the transformation of strength, and when the refining is over, you will hold the Dan, and the strength will be the water grinding kung fu." Suddenly, Mo Yi spoke.

"Mr. has won the award, his family knows his own affairs, the refining is fine, holding Dan, Gangjin, without ten years of tempering, it is estimated that there is no hope." Vernon didn't squint, but replied modestly.

"Well, it's only been more than 1 year since I didn't have a foundation, which is already very good." Mo Yi didn't seem to want to say any more, and in a long silence, Mo Yi suddenly spoke: "How did you get hurt?" Mo Yi spoke up, not asking if he was injured, but how he was injured, and it was obvious that Vernon had already been injured.

Vernon's breath was stagnant, and he smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, I didn't hide it from Mr., I went to Africa after grinding from South America." ”

Mo Yi was silent, his brows furrowed as if he remembered something, and said, "You met Morgan. Tang Shayun and Wharton. Tang Lianxi's two brothers, or did they fight with a few leaders of Tang Zichen's purple army over there? ”

Vernon was not surprised how Mo Yi knew so much, and being able to take him to another parallel world has already explained a lot of problems: "I didn't meet the two Americans, but I had a discussion with Yuwen of the Purple Legion." ”

"Ha, then this exchange is really 'light', I have already told Tang Zichen, it is not good to make teenagers and girls like this, it is easy to get psychological deformities or perversions, even if loyalty is guaranteed, but the road ahead has been broken, but unfortunately they have been sent over several batches, but it is a defective product anyway." Calling the leaders of the Purple Legion who killed people in Africa as defective, Mo Yi didn't care about it.

"Fortunately, there are no hidden dangers left for you, I will help you massage it later, and you should be fine if you use the 'Immortal Sleep' to punch for a while, the storm in Beiliang City has risen, I called you here to send those guys who don't have long eyes, but I still have to take care of you."

"Yes, sir, even if I were injured, the average person would not be my opponent." At this time, the car had already driven to a hotel, and after the car was parked, Vernon replied respectfully.

Mo Yi Shi Ran got out of the car and glanced at the Olympic venues not far away, and he didn't know if this thing would still stand after tomorrow.

As soon as I entered the hotel door, I saw a woman on the windowsill, practicing calligraphy, it was Tang Zichen, the master of the world's underground power overlord 'Tang Gate'.

Tang Zichen's wrist was lightly closed, after writing the last word, put down the pen and looked, she hadn't seen Mo Yi in March, she couldn't touch his depth anymore, her ears could only be heard with slight movements, Mo Yi's blood was running, like mercury leaking to the ground, slowly and vigorously, the brighter her eyes became to Mo Yi: "You have finally reached this point?" But it seems a pity, it's still the last level. ”

Mo Yi didn't care about walking to the sofa and relaxing his body comfortably: "Yes, March grinding, and heaven and earth, it's a pity that it's still a level behind, but I myself have long known this, not strange, but why didn't you care about you, Xiao Zhengtai?" ”

Hearing Mo Yi's ridicule, Tang Zichen was not annoyed, moved the lotus step lightly, walked into the living room from the window sill, and did not sit down but continued: "This time I miscalculated, I didn't expect two billion dollars, which provoked so many people to come out, judging from the current information, Yi Heyuan, Cui Changbai, and Ruan Hongxiu can only be regarded as second-rate figures, and the previous generation of boxing sect Nai Peng. Bao Shiling, 'Little Martial God' Zhou Binglin, Zhongnanhai's No. 1 master Wu Yunlong, and even my old opponent Yan Yuanyi, whom I haven't seen for many years, have all come out. ”

Mo Yi's eyes moved slightly when he heard the names of the masters, but in the end, he smiled: "It's normal to have variables, let alone these people, ha." ”

Tang Zichen looked at him seriously and said: "Don't underestimate these people, don't talk about the previous generation of boxing sects, I met Zhou Binglin, a person who is more than fifty years old, and he still maintains the peak of his physical strength with the Confucian self-cultivation method, even if I don't dare to say that I won't pay the price, not to mention Wu Yunlong and Yan Yuanyi, ninety percent have already held Dan, and they are not bad with us, not to mention that this competition is not so simple, I heard that Yan Yuanyi was invited by the 'beheading king' this time." ”

Hearing the name of the 'Beheading King', Mo Yi finally became interested: "The guy who was so scared by you last time? From what I know about him, he's not a good person, I guess he is..."Mo Yi suddenly thought of a possibility and groaned.

"What's wrong?" Tang Zichen wondered.

"Nothing, it just seems that something could be replanned." Mo Yi suddenly smiled happily, Tang Zichen was inexplicable.

"What are your plans?" "Anyway, it's not aimed at you, so you don't need to understand, but this 'beheading king' needs to be observed, Zichen will help me pay attention to the personnel transfer of several units under him, and then you have had a lot of contact with the moderates here recently, right?"

Tang Zichen didn't care much about the 'beheading king', but Mo Yi naturally had a reason to ask: "It's some contact, what do you want to do?" ”

"Help me meet with them, I want them to go to the Hebei prison and send someone over." After speaking, Mo Yi sighed.

"Who can make you so concerned?" Tang Zichen was also interested.

"Ba Liming!" Mo Yi spit out three words in his mouth, closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something: "When this person broke the four olds, he smashed Wudang Mountain, Shaolin Temple, Qingcheng Mountain, Emei Mountain, Wutai Mountain, and participated in countless hundred, thousand, and ten thousand martial arts battles. Later, he was arrested and sentenced to life imprisonment, and he has been locked up until now, from his twenties to his fifties. ”

"Where did you know so much, some of the characters you didn't get?" Tang Zichen wondered.

"There are always channels, this person Zhu Hongzhi has seen, and he thinks that he is almost the first in the world, at least the person closest to that level." Mo Yi let out a sigh.

"If no one else can help me break through the bottleneck, this person can!"

"I'm starting to get interested too, I'm going to find him myself!" Tang Zichen's eyes were thick, and he said categorically, without waiting for Mo Yi to say anything, he walked out.

Mo Yi did not have frustration on his face, but smiled: lure Tang Zichen over, so that they are really all in the urn, the bureau has been set up, can there be anyone who knows the heroes of East Asia? Tomorrow, tomorrow.