"Okay." Li Xinzhu looked at the villa in the distance, thought about it, and withdrew.

On the way back, Wang Anche drove much slower, and on the surface it seemed that he had calmed down, but his body was still full of enthusiasm.

During the period of practicing kung fu, this is the first real actual combat, and the kind of competition in the private martial arts hall in the past, up to the point, at most there are some bruises. Tonight is different, someone has to fall.

He didn't spare his hand, and it's hard to say how heavy the injuries of those people who were injured by him were, but most of them would not have died.

The car is driving in the dark,

Behind him, in the abandoned villa complex, Xu Ying came to the villa with the pain in his back and saw the people wailing all over the ground.

"It's amazing, when did such a master come to Hu'an City?"

He looked upstairs and walked upstairs, and with each step, there was a pain in his back, not only on the surface, but also down his back and into his lungs.

"It's such a strong palm, and the strength has penetrated into the viscera, and this palm is afraid that it has already hurt the lungs."

Xu Ying went upstairs and saw the two people, one lying on the ground and the other leaning against the wall.

He took out a small flashlight from his pocket and shone it, and first looked at the man who had fallen to the ground, his fingers bent, and there was a little light in his right hand, which was a steel needle.

"Flying Needle!"

Turning his head to look at another person, his head drooping, there was a pool of blood on his clothes, and he seemed to be out of breath.

The light of the lamp fell on the man's fingers, which were extraordinarily thick, like five steel bars.

"Pulse interception fist, it should be called pulse interception finger."

He slowly approached the other.

"It's out of gas, it's a pity."

Xu Ying whispered, raised his hand suddenly, and pinched the other party's throat with his five fingers like a hook, and pinched it hard, but the other party did not react at all.

"Really dead? No, there is a pulse. He felt the fluctuations of the blood vessels in the other party's neck, very weak, raised his hand to the nostrils and tried it, and there was a trace of breath.

"If you're not dead, that's easy."

What a sound, Xu Ying turned his head suddenly, his hands were like hooks, ready to do it at any time, but he saw that there was nothing behind him, except for the person who had fallen.

No one?

When he turned back again, a finger pierced his eye.

Ah, with a scream, he took a few steps back.

Then the second finger stabbed him in the throat, and with a crisp click, the throat bone shattered, and he clutched his throat and took two steps back, his face full of pain and shock, but he could no longer make any sound.

Hiss, whiss, hiss, whisk,

Gu Qingshan leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

After Wang An left, he leaned against the wall, he was sick himself, and he was seriously injured, and he needed to rest and heal.

Not long after, Xu Ying came up, he knew that he couldn't win the other party in his current state, so he pretended to be injured and unconscious, risking his life to dispel Xu Ying's concerns.

You must know that Xu Ying could have broken his neck just now.

"Huh." Looking at Xu Ying, who was rolling on the ground, he smiled, and his smile was very hideous. Click, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

He got up, staggered to the side of the room, like a drunken man, came to the corner of the villa, pulled a rope out of the shadows, slid down with great difficulty, and then sank into the jungle.

"Revenge for a friend, ridiculous, ridiculous!" A hideous smile appeared on his face.

"Get out of here, there's still a chance."

There was a sudden violent surge in his back, and his eyes went black, and in a trance, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him.

"Who?!"

He stumbled under his feet, his body fell forward, he hurriedly reached out and grabbed a handful of grass, only a handful of wild grass, which could not bear his weight, and he fell, but below was a slope blocked by wild grass.

He rolled down with a grunt, couldn't stop at all, hit a stone with a bang, his head broke and blood flowed, and after a few strokes, the person stopped moving, and after a while, there was already a large pool of blood under him.

In Hu'an City, Wang An has returned to his residence.

I entered the room, turned on the light, poured a glass of water, sat at my desk, and thought about what happened tonight. Coming back all the way, his mood has calmed down a lot.

He reviewed it in his mind, and carefully recalled his battle with Gu Qingshan and Xu Ying tonight several times.

In fact, it boils down to a few words, speed, strength, skill.

The pulse interception fist used by Gu Qingshan is actually more appropriate to call the pulse interception finger, much like the martial arts such as Yiyang finger and sunflower point acupoint hand written in the novel, which is the kung fu that causes damage by hitting the acupoints and meridians of the human body.

The shot is fast, accurate, ruthless, and extremely accurate in identifying acupoints, with poking as the main attack method.

The eagle claw skill is mainly finger skills, good at grasping joints, as long as he holds it, it will break the joints and cause disability, and even put people to death.

Gu Qingshan smelled of medicine on his body, he should be sick. And what he said.

"Seeds, regeneration and creation, isn't that the same as the five fowl operas he practiced, he wants to find that thing to heal, what about the other people, what are they for?"

"Xu Ying's body also has a faint smell of medicine, is he also sick?"

He took out the notebook and wrote down a few words.

The biggest takeaway for him tonight was the experience of life-and-death fighting.

When he was fighting Gu Qingshan, he was actually very nervous, and his heartbeat was strong, but when he fought Xu Ying, his mentality was much calmer.

After meditating for a while, he came to the courtyard again, remembered the hand-to-hand experience, and practiced in the courtyard again.

After practicing for a while, stop and think about it, then continue to practice, and practice for a while before returning to the house.

Before going to bed, he recited the Taoist Sutra several times, but even so, he still dreamed this night, and in the dream he fought with someone, and that person sometimes used the pulse interception fist, sometimes with the eagle claw gong, and one person became two.

Li Xinzhu only came in the afternoon the next day, and when he entered the house, he looked at Wang An's eyes differently than usual, and circled around him several times.

"Tut-tut, tsk, oops."

"What's wrong, you have sores in your mouth?"

"Last night, there was a master on the outskirts of the city, this person was wearing a monkey face mask, and one person injured more than a dozen murderers with knives, and also injured the master invited by Yang Xianhua, and that person died."

"Dead, isn't it?" Wang An was stunned when he heard this, he never thought of killing someone.

"It wasn't the masked man who killed him, he died from a pulse amputation fist, was blinded in one eye, broke his throat bone, and suffocated to death."

Oh?! These words made Wang An stunned.