Zhao Lei, who was asleep, didn't know all this, and the sun still rose as usual.

Because of yesterday's banquet, many people in the Blood Knife Gang have not sobered up, so they are very calm now.

Zhao Lei's good habit of developing for a long time made him get up early, and he didn't disturb anyone early in the morning, but moved the bed alone, revealing the dusty ground below.

Then Zhao Lei came to the wall, found a slightly raised brick in the corner of the wall, he pressed it lightly, and then heard a click, a hanging ring popped out, Zhao Lei grabbed it, and easily pulled up the whole piece of ground, revealing the space of the black hole below.

This secret room, Zhao Lei found it when he used his divine sense to look around yesterday, and he easily found the switch by following the mechanism of this secret room.

As for why Zhao Lei didn't put the water spirit stone in this secret room yesterday, he also has his own considerations, in the final analysis, there is only one floor on this secret room, and the isolation ability will not be too good.

And there are still institutions left outside, if others know about it, or happen to find it, then everything he has earned will go to others, Zhao Lei is not at ease.

But the pit he dug yesterday was different, Zhao Lei really buried the wooden box inside, without leaving any organs and marks, even if others came in, if they didn't turn over the whole ground, otherwise they wouldn't be able to find it, and the isolation ability was still very strong.

So after Zhao Lei was empty today, he opened this secret room, everything was so logical, and all the treasures in the secret room left by Chai Ang now belonged to Zhao Lei.

After Zhao Lei opened the mechanism, he used his divine sense to investigate, and then jumped in, it was dark inside, only a trace of light above his head, but the darkness could not affect him.

After Zhao Lei entered this secret room, he looked around and found that the inside of this secret room was very simple, except for a bed and a few boxes on the shelves next to it, there was nothing else.

There were still a few oil lamps on the wall, and there was a little breeze in the corner, Zhao Lei walked over and sensed it with his hand, it turned out to be a change of air.

Although it was simple inside, there were still all the things that should have been, Zhao Lei closed the wooden board on it again and pressed the hidden buckle next to it.

Zhao Lei came to the oil lamp, picked up the fire fold next to the lamp stand and lit the velvet, and then lit the oil lamp.

Zhao Lei picked up the oil lamp, put it on the top of the wooden frame, and then dragged out the boxes and opened them one by one.

The box at the beginning was full of gold, silver, treasures, jewelry, and silver tickets, all of which were the cash of the gang that Chai Ang had drawn out, and used it to buy the internal strength method he had always dreamed of.

Zhao Lei put this box aside, and the second box was very practical, that is, some sun-dried steamed buns and cooking cakes, with some pickles in it, and then there were a few small jars next to it.

These jars were all taken out by Zhao Lei, he pulled out the stopper on them, smelled it, it was filled with water, it looked very clear, it should have been changed often, and the last jar was also filled with wine.

Just this box of dry food, it looks very fresh, and it should be often replaced with water, there are a lot of them, enough to eat in this secret room for more than a month.

It's a pity that I don't need it.

And the things in the third box, Zhao Lei was a little more interested, there were only a few books in it, a four-elephant boxing book, a Wuji leg method, a mixed world knife book, and a book with nothing written on it.

The first two should have been practiced by Chai Ang himself, as for the knife spectrum in the back, Zhao Lei guessed that Chai Ang should not have practiced, or had not practiced to a certain extent, otherwise Bucktooth should have told him.

A man who is famous for his fists may not be too conspicuous in his legs, but the weapons he uses are certainly known to others, and if he has practiced knives, buckteeth should have told him the same.

The first two exercises, Zhao Lei verified each other, then put them aside, he turned over the knife book and put it back in his arms, Zhao Lei He did not have a complete practice of the knife, but only practiced some tricks, this knife book still has a certain effect on him to improve his strength.

Zhao Lei sometimes wonders if his cultivation of immortals is a bit off.

Other people's cultivation is all spells, and what he cultivates is all some Jianghu martial arts cheats, and what he improves is his own skills, and it becomes a melee road technique when he practices, which is very strange.

But fortunately, Zhao Lei is more open-minded, as long as he can improve his strength, whether it is the melee of the cheats of the rivers and lakes, or the long-range attack of spells, he will not give in, and he will absorb these hungrily.

Then Zhao Lei opened the last book, just turned the first page, and he knew that the original book with no words on the cover was a handwritten note written by Chai Ang.

Zhao Lei read it from beginning to end, good guy, the whole handbook is like a novel, the storyline in it is full of ups and downs, love and hatred are very rich.

It wasn't until he read this note that Zhao Lei understood why Chai Ang was just a small Iron Fist gang leader.

Chai Ang seems to have just been killed by Zhao Lei in one move, which is not worthy of his name, but that is only because his enemy is Zhao Lei, in fact, Chai Ang's martial arts are still very strong, and anyone who can practice a certain aspect to the peak should not be underestimated.

Zhao Lei remembered through this hand that Zhichaiang was not from Pingyang City, but from Xinghua Mansion, and was sold to Pingyang City by others since he was a child.

But I don't want to be favored by an old beggar, accepted as an apprentice, and is responsible for stealing chickens and dogs, but this kind of life is better than breaking his legs and feet, Chai Ang is also very grateful, who doesn't want to be found by others to be beaten to death when the old beggar steals.

After his master died, he also asked him to pay the share of two people, so that he often did not have enough to eat, and he was beaten every once in a while because he couldn't pay the money.

After more than a year of such a life, until one day, because he was still a little short of handing over his shares, he was really forced to have no choice but to target a person in the rivers and lakes.

Then Chai Ang took advantage of his inattention to sneak into the room and stole his package, which was the Four Elephant Boxing Book that made Chai Ang rich.

Since then, Chai Ang has worked hard during the day to steal and secretly practice at night.

After another three years of such a life, by the time he was eighteen years old, he had already mastered the practice of Sixiang Boxing, and he was full of power.

Until this time, Chai Ang couldn't bear it anymore, he relied on a pair of fists, hit the thief's house, and then beat him into pulp with a fist, the whole family did not let go, he listened to these people's begging for mercy, not only did not sympathize, but only felt comfortable, as if a shackle had been opened.