With Qin Hui'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. ”

Qin Hui looked at the invitation in his hand and casually put him into the system's backpack. Asked; "System, can I go back to reality first and see my wife? I'll stay at home for two days and come back immediately to complete the quest? ”

The system listened to Qin Hui'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 system, Qin Hui clenched his fists tightly; "System! That's not good! At least give me a respite, you're an Overlord copy! ”

The system replied coldly; "The binding system is your original choice, please don't forget the agreement of the year, and now please ask the host if it enters the dungeon."

Qin Hui took a deep breath when she 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, Qin Hui, who had just come back to his senses, squinted his eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment and the young man being chased by him vigilantly by the lights around him. Seeing the young man running closer and closer, Qin Hui gently turned his body to the side and moved out of the way.

"Buzz!" Just after Qin Hui 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 Qin Hui, 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. ”

Qin Hui 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, Shanzhiguang looked at Qin Hui, who was standing on the side and staring at him, and raised his head and shouted at Qin Hui; "Hey, boy. I told you to catch him, but you didn't hear it! Hurt Lao Tzu ran so far! ”

After hearing this, Qin Hui turned his head for some reason and looked behind him. After discovering that there was no one behind him, Qin Hui realized that the light of the mountain was really talking to herself. Looking at the menacing mountain light, Qin Hui couldn't help but think secretly; "What's going on! My identity has been generated! Why doesn't he know me! ”

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

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

The light of the mountain looked at Qin Hui's height of one meter eight 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 Qin Hui; "Are you alright, sir! My brother likes to talk nonsense, don't be like him. ”

Qin Hui shook her 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?"

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

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

"Master!" Qin Hui listened, pointed to herself, 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!" Qin Hui looked at the outfit on her body and found that she was not 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 he spoke, the light of the mountain flew up directly and kicked towards Qin Hui's position.

Qin Hui just frowned slightly, looking at the movements of the mountain light, and did not make the slightest avoidance move.

"Ah Guang, what are you doing!" The sister of the light of the mountain, looking at Qin Hui 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!"

The light of the mountain looked at Qin Hui, 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! Qin Hui, 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! ”

Qin Hui looked at the appearance of the mountain light and didn't say anything, but kicked him in the stomach. The light of the mountain, which was kicked by Qin Hui, flew a distance of seven or eight meters in the air, and then slammed into 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. ”

Qin Hui 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 Qin Hui.

Qin Hui 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 Qin Hui, kicking Qin Hui's head with his foot.

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

"Bang" The light of the mountain kicked Qin Hui's head, and Qin Hui, 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.

Qin Hui shook her 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 Qin Hui, who was not injured, the light of the mountain asked cautiously; "Divine Fist Dao has not been spread at all, how do you know Divine Fist Dao?"

Qin Hui 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 his personal grievances with Qin Hui after hearing this, and hurriedly asked; "You know my dad! Do you know how he died? ”

Qin Hui looked aside, and Ah Piao, who was nervous because of hearing about his father, 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, Qin Hui and him came to the black market. This time, Qin Hui's target was the second-generation boxing god gloves sold in the black market. The full name of this abbreviated version of the boxing gloves 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 at all, and the cost of making zuò is only one-tenth of the cost of making a first-generation boxing glove. 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, Qin Hui equipped the second-generation boxing god gloves bought with gold on his hands. With the glove equipped, Qin Hui felt that his body seemed to let out a happy roar. The entire body index has been increased in an all-round way. In Qin Hui's perception, this growth is so clear and intoxicating.

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

Qin Hui 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.

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

Qin Hui looked at the scenery flashing around her, stroked the smooth touch feeling on the glove, and smiled in her 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. ”