"What's wrong? Why are you so surprised? Is there something on my face that can't be done? Ma Chong couldn't help but smile when he saw Han Feng's expression.

"Ma Chong, are you still alive?" Han Feng thought he was dazzled, rubbed his eyes, and found that this person was really Ma Chong, and his heart was shocked!

"What are you talking about? Am I not alive and well? Ma Chong said with a puzzled expression. Then he suddenly seemed to remember something, and laughed: "Haha, you don't think that the family that was killed is my family, right?!"

"What?" Han Feng looked confused when he heard this, did he go to the wrong place?

"Oh yes, I moved some time ago and forgot to tell you, hee-hee!"

"I'm ......" Han Feng didn't know what to say at this time, Ma Chong, this kid actually made him worry in vain. But because of this, the sadness disappeared from my heart.

"Is this your friend?" Seeing that the two were talking and laughing, the police uncle asked Han Feng curiously.

"Hmm!"

"Well, the lad is nice and courageous, can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Han Feng!"

......

After the incident ended, Han Feng followed Ma Chong to his house after being performed by the police uncle, and the room was temporarily sealed off by the police.

This area is generally two-storey low buildings, basically no high-rise buildings can be seen, every house is like a villa, and the residents living here are generally well-off.

"Han Feng, I didn't expect you to be so brave and fight with gangsters, don't you want to die?" On the way, Ma Chong asked Han Feng curiously.

Han Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I want to, it's that gangster who wants to kill me without saying a word when they meet, and I can't help it, I'm lucky to save my life!"

"That's it! That's really thrilling! Ma Chong thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt a sense of fear, in other words, he might not have such good luck and died in the original house. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness for Han Feng.

If he knew that the man in black hadn't survived three moves in Han Feng's hand, it was estimated that his thoughts would change drastically!

The two chatted on the road, and before they knew it, they arrived at the door.

"Here we are, this is my new home! What do you think? Ma Chong asked excitedly, pointing to his home.

Han Feng raised his eyes and found that Ma Chong's new house was still two floors, a little bigger than the original old house, and the appearance was also better than the old house, so he subconsciously boasted: "Well, it's pretty good!" It's a lot better than the original! ”

Ding dong!

Ma Chong smiled with satisfaction when he heard Han Feng's praise, and stepped forward to ring the doorbell.

Then a slightly chubby middle-aged woman opened the door, and after seeing Ma Chong and Han Feng, she asked with some surprise, "Ma Chong, why did you bring Han Feng over?"

"Mom, that's how it ......"

After Ma Chong briefly explained what had happened to his mother, his mother suddenly realized and invited Han Feng into the house very enthusiastically.

Ma Chong and his family are very hospitable to guests, although Han Feng has been to their house many times, he feels a little embarrassed every time.

When he got home, Ma Chong took out the first aid kit at home first, and together with his parents, he helped Han Feng with medicine for his injury.

When their family saw the injuries on Han Feng's body, they were all surprised, and they called it pitiful, they couldn't bear to look directly at those wounds, and they were very gentle when they took the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Ma Chong's mother asked Han Feng, "Are you sure you don't have to tell your mother about this injury, and you don't need to go to the hospital to see it?"

"Well, please!" Han Feng said sincerely. If my mother knows about this, don't you worry about death? He couldn't bear to let his mother worry and fear anymore.

"Well, I'm not going to tell your mom. But don't bear it, just say what you feel uncomfortable about, otherwise it will only make your mother more sad and sad at that time. ”

Han Feng saw that Ma Chong's mother would keep it a secret, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Auntie!" I'm fine, it's all skin trauma, I'll be fine in a week or two! ”

......

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Han Feng and Ma Chong were lying on the same bed, and the two chatted with each other, talking about some old things.

Chatting and chatting, Han Feng suddenly remembered something, and took out an old book from his clothes pocket, the cover of which had been yellowed, as if a very long time had passed.

"Suspicious? What book is this? The moment Ma Chong saw this book, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This is a very ancient method of practicing martial arts!" Han Feng took it in front of his eyes and carefully looked at the words on the cover, only to see that there were three small words "Iron Mountain Pile" written on it.

"Practicing martial arts? I'm afraid this isn't a deceptive book, right?! Ma Chong said disdainfully.

Seeing that Ma Chong didn't believe it, Han Feng thought for a while and pretended to be mysterious and said: "This book is true, it was given to me by an old man, I have seen with my own eyes that the old man can shatter it with one punch no matter what kind of boulder he hits!"

"What? Is it really that powerful? Ma Chong immediately became energetic when he heard this, and asked excitedly.

"Hmm!"

"Can you tell me where you met the old man? What does it look like? ”

"I won't tell you, it's a secret!"

"Cut! It's boring! ”

"I'll leave it to you to read slowly when I'm done reading this book, and then you can try to practice."

"Well, okay! You're almost finished! ”

Under Ma Chong's urging, Han Feng immediately opened the book and read it alone, and Ma Chong, who was lying beside him, also poked his head from time to time to see what was written in the book.

Turning the first page of the book, it is recorded that martial artists are divided into one to nine orders, the first order is the weakest, and the ninth order is the strongest! The strength of first-order martial artists is generally greater than that of ordinary adults, the strength of second-order martial artists is between 100 and 150 kilograms, the strength of third-order martial artists is between 150 and 200 kilograms, the strength of fourth-order martial artists is between 200 and 300 kilograms, the strength of fifth-order martial artists is between 300 and 400 kilograms, the strength of sixth-order martial artists is between 500 and 700 kilograms, the strength of seventh-order martial artists is between 800 and 900 kilograms, the strength of eighth-order martial artists is about 1,000 kilograms, and the strength of ninth-order martial artists is about 3,000 kilograms!

When Han Feng saw the strength of a ninth-order martial artist, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart! This strength can be hard against a monk in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm!

It is also recorded in the book that the upper limit of the realm of a martial artist is the ninth order, and no one has been able to break through the ninth order to reach a higher realm since ancient times! And martial artists of the eighth order and above can ignore the power of bullets and cannons!

"In other words, the strongest person in this world currently only has the strength of the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm!"

"If the ninth order of the martial artist is the limit, then it is also the level of the cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm, and I don't feel very useful to me." Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

But in the end, he decided to practice this exercise, if he could generate true qi in his body, maybe it would be of great help to him in the future!

After reading this book, he found that the Iron Mountain Pile was the main body refining exercise, and he used the squatting method taught in the book to open up the two veins of Ren Du, refine the true qi in the body, and comprehend the meaning of the Iron Mountain to speed up his cultivation!

"I'm done, I'll give you this book!"

"! It's only been two hours, and you're done? Ma Chong was a little surprised when he saw Han Feng handing the book two centimeters back to him, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "This reading speed is really fast!"

"Hmmm! I've seen most of it before! ”

"I see, I said how do you read books so fast!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's time to go to bed so late!"

Two o'clock in the morning!

"Hey, hey! When the time comes, I will practice this technique and fight all over the world! ”

"I'm afraid you've been in the ground for hundreds of years before that!"

"Cut! How can a mortal like me understand a chosen one! ”

"That's it! Do you even sleep? ”

"Uh, sleep! Sleep! ”

......

In the early morning, the snow outside the house had long stopped, and as soon as the sun rose, Han Feng said goodbye to Ma Chong's family and ran towards his home.

At this time, a thick layer of white snow is piled up on the ground and roofs, reflecting the sunlight and emitting a soft halo, adding a sacred beauty to the whole town.

Han Feng stepped on one deep footprint after another on the snow, running towards the morning sun without slowness or pleasure, like a young man blooming with youth and full of vitality!

After a night's rest, Han Feng's injuries were only about one percent, and there was a pain from time to time in various parts of his body, but these were not big problems, the main thing that surprised him was the injury on his face, which was basically almost better, so that his mother would not see that there was any problem.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After a knock on the door, Chen Yuan opened the door and asked at the first glance when he saw Han Feng, "You didn't cause trouble to other people's families, did you?"

After Han Feng was stunned outside the door for a while, he said confidently: "No! I also helped a little! ”

"Well, that's good!" Chen Yuan nodded with satisfaction after hearing Han Feng's answer, walked into the kitchen and brought out a plate of bread, and said, "Breakfast is ready, hurry up and come in and eat!"

Han Feng answered, walked into the house, looked at the dining table, and found that his mother had prepared it for him, and he could take the salute directly to school after breakfast.

After sitting down and quietly sipping a simple and simple breakfast, Han Feng picked up the salute and walked to the door and said to Chen Yuan, "Mom! I'm going to school! ”

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Okay! Be careful on the road! ”

Coming to the station, Han Feng waited for about an hour before getting on the bus to the city where the school was located.

In the car, Han Feng picked a window position and sat down, and stared out the window and sighed the passage of time, unconsciously the winter vacation was over and a new semester began.

But in this short month, he has undergone earth-shaking changes, from an otaku to a young monk who can stand alone.

Boom knock!

The moment the car started, Han Feng's thoughts were interrupted, and he was surprised to find that a middle-aged man with a familiar face outside the window was standing on the platform looking at him, his expression was very cold, giving people an inexplicable chill.

About two seconds later, Han Feng's mind was filled with the figure of a murderer who killed the owner of Hu Ming's supermarket!