Huangjia Boxing Gym, the gate.

When Tan Hongbao led He Xianglan and others, who were wearing linen and filial piety, out of the gate, those people in the rivers and lakes who were looking hideous under the reflection of the torches instantly became silent.

But it was only for a moment, and the next moment everyone came forward.

Those boxing gym disciples who were guarding the door had long been frightened by these fierce bandits, and they didn't dare to stop them at all, so they retreated one after another.

"Quiet!"

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

"Fellow Jianghu people, please sell me Tan Hongbao a face, and listen to me say two fair words!"

Tan Hongbao Tan Sanye, clasped his fists and arched his hands to the sky, signaling the people at the scene not to squeeze forward.

Someone obviously didn't sell Tan Hongbao's face, and sneered: "Tan San, which green onion are you TM, why should we sell your face." ”

"The old guy who sells the old, do you really think you're a character? Get out of the way. ”

Tan Hongbao was neither humble nor arrogant: "Old man Tan San is indeed not an old man in the rivers and lakes, but he has also been in the rivers and lakes for many years and knows many heroes in the rivers and lakes. ”

"Why don't you put gold on your face. Do you know people, do people know you? ”

"Yes, I still know the lord of the mansion, but the key people don't know me."

"Hahaha......"

The audience burst into laughter.

These people in the rivers and lakes who lick blood from the knife edge don't sell Tan Hongbao's face at all, so they are sarcastic and sarcastic.

However, Tan Hongbao is indeed powerful, and in the face of such merciless sarcasm, he is not angry at all.

With a sad face, he said: "Fellow Daoists, let me be fair, the Huang Pavilion Master is now not cold, and he is bullying other people's orphans and widows by relying on the strength of the people, is there a style of betrayal of chivalry?" ”

Someone below immediately retorted: "Who the hell bullied orphans and widows, we just feel that the death of the Huang Pavilion Master is unknown, and we want to go in to find out the cause of the Huang Pavilion Master's death." ”

"That's right! Brother Huang and I are friends with each other, and now that he has suddenly died, I suspect that he was assassinated. ”

"You old thing, get out of here, or you're welcome."

Tan Hongbao immediately glanced at He Xianglan behind him.

Although He Xianglan was frightened in her heart, when she thought of Han Zede's words, she trembled, and stood beside Tan Hongbao with a group of women and children dressed in linen and filial piety.

He Xianglan cried and said: "Everyone, you usually claim to be decent people, and some people still call me brothers and sisters, such as the Xiao Helm of the White Tiger Gang and the Liang Gang of the Axe Gang. ”

“……”

The person who was named was embarrassed.

Although Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by, piercing the window paper makes people a little unable to get off the stage.

But there are always people who are thick-skinned and say, "You can't say that!" It is precisely because we have a good relationship with the Huang Pavilion Master that we want to administer justice for him. If you block us in this way and prevent us from going in to find out the cause of death, we will wonder if you have conspired with outsiders to kill your husband. ”

"That's right! I don't think this girl is a good person. ”

"Let's go in and find out......"

"Who dare?" He Xianglan simply let go at this time, pulled the three children to stand in front of her, and cried loudly: "If you have the ability, you will step on the corpses of our mother!" ”

"We are just some powerless women's families, you are fast, you can kill us with a knife, and your great achievements will be spread in the rivers and lakes in the future, saying that you have killed a few unarmed women and children, so majestic."

"Come on, kill us all......"

Behind Liu Xiaoyun, Sun Yilian, and a group of children, the crying was shocking in an instant, and it could be heard within a radius of one kilometer.

The crowd that was about to move stopped in an instant.

Although they have no moral bottom line to do things, killing women and children has no psychological burden on them.

But after all, in front of everyone's eyes, if He Xianglan and her orphans and widows were really hacked to death, they would become demonic figures who everyone would be punished.

……

Inside the gym.

Han Ze, who was standing at the Moon Gate, ready to run away at any time, suddenly felt a wisp of energy.

"Hey, that's ...... Negative energy? He was secretly amazed.

He's been in another world for more than ten days, and he's never felt the negative energy so clearly.

With curiosity, follow the direction in which the negative energy overflows.

Soon, to the former dining room location.

The place was blown up by grenades, and although it had been cleaned up, the ground and walls were still covered with dark black blood stains, and there were even uncleaned lumps.

At this time, white lanterns were hung around the dining room, with the words "Dien" written on them, and more than a dozen monks in gray robes were sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the steps at the door of the dining room chanting the scriptures loudly, surpassing the souls of the dead.

"Ombei Maddalep%¥#@......"

Others were burning paper money, and the paper ash swirled and flew into the dark, gloomy night sky.

In the middle of the open space above the steps, several coffins were parked, and more than a dozen corpses were covered with white cloths, because it was too late to order so many coffins.

Han Ze stood in the corner of the garden not far away, with a look of surprise on his face.

Because he felt a strong negative energy here, and this negative energy was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissolve.

Three minutes.

After just standing outside the garden for three minutes, the [energy] was charged to 0.6, reaching 1/1.

He immediately released the energy in the acupoint, rejuvenating his somewhat sleepy body and spirit.

It was rare to have such an opportunity to practice, and Han Ze naturally didn't want to miss it.

You must know that he usually needs to practice Chasing the Wind Fist three or even four times before his experience points will increase a little, and after hooking up the energy in the Jizhong acupoint, he can increase his experience points by 2 points once.

Walk to the open space in the corner of the garden, pull out the stance, and start practicing chasing the wind.

The energy released in the body, along with the hook of the fist, continues to converge towards the arm.

There are a total of 36 styles of chasing the wind.

What Han Ze didn't expect was that this negative energy was extremely pure, and he didn't run out of physical energy until he hit the twelfth form.

Then he immediately stopped and continued to absorb the negative energy in the air.

This time, in just five minutes, the energy was charged from 0 to 1/1.

He continued to practice......

Once, twice, three times.

When Han Ze hit the fourth time, it was suddenly like an epiphany, and he had a deeper understanding of the changes in every move of Chasing the Wind Fist, the size of his strength, and the speed of his punches.

He hurriedly opened the properties panel and looked at it.

Sure enough, Wind Chaser has been upgraded, from [beginner 91/100] to [beginner 0/200]

Han Ze was happy for a while, but soon he sensed that something was wrong.

The garden is so quiet, the silence makes the heart go hairy.

The wind, frog croaking, monk's chanting, and the faint brawl outside the gym were all gone.

"What's going on??"

Han Ze couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and carefully walked around the flower pond and walked a few steps forward, and when he saw the situation in the dining room, his face showed shock.

I saw that the dining room, which had been destroyed by the grenade blast wave, was now standing there intact.

The ruins, the coffins, the monks, all disappeared.

All that remained was the blazing brazier, and the paper ashes flying in the wind.

But there was not a single sound in the brazier, and there was an eerie silence.

At the door of the dining room, Huang Dapeng, who was wearing a black short-placket practice uniform, looked at him coldly.

Han Ze's hair stood on end, he desperately called for the badge imprint, but unfortunately there was no response, obviously it was not yet time to shuttle, so he turned around and planned to flee from here.

Who knew that his feet couldn't move at all.

When he looked down, his scalp tingled with fright.

The senior brother Jiang Yong, who was blown to only half of his face, and the housekeeper Song Bo, who had the upper part of his head cut off by shrapnel, came out of the ground with half of his body at this time, and his two hands tightly wrapped around his left and right feet, which was extremely terrifying.

"! Get out of the way~! ”

Han Ze was frightened, his blood surged, and he smashed Jiang Yong's face with a punch.

However, the fist passed through Jiang Yong's face as if it was passing through the air.

Jiang Yong, who was on the ground, opened his bloody mouth and said with a sad smile: "My good junior brother, you are really ruthless...... I'm so good to you, how can you bear to kill me? ”

Laughing turned into a miserable cry again, "Woo woo~~!" I hate it so much......"

"Go away ......"

Han Ze swung four or five punches in a row, but unfortunately it was useless at all, and the fist passed through Jiang Yong's face, as if it was smashed into the air.

Seeing Huang Dapeng not far away, slowly "walking" towards him, Han Ze was anxious, subconsciously hooked up the negative energy previously absorbed in the acupoint, and smashed it with a punch again.

"Bang-"

What Han Ze never expected was that this time his fist did not pass through, but smashed into Jiang Yong's face.

"Ah......h

Jiang Yong seemed to be very afraid of the negative energy carried by his fist, and let out a terrible cry from his mouth, letting go of his hands to cover his face.

Han Ze was overjoyed when he saw it, hooked up the negative energy, and smashed it with several punches in a row.

Jiang Yong turned into a black mist in the blink of an eye and disappeared in the midst of his wail.