"Twenty years, you were here twenty years ago?"

Mr. Jin didn't care about Qian Kui revealing his identity, but he had an unusual sensitivity to "Twenty Years", I don't know if it was an illusion, I inexplicably felt that Mr. Jin's voice was a little sharp, although the eunuch's voice was already very sharp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"No, I lived here twenty years ago!"

There was a world of difference between living here and here, especially for Qian Kui, so he very solemnly corrected Mr. Jin's words.

Maybe someone will understand the reason why he did this, but it will never be the two in the room, who are inexplicably too young to understand how far-reaching a person's obsession for twenty years is, and Mr. Jin will not understand, because it was he who forced Qian Kui to leave his home, so he could not understand.

Mr. Jin was silent, it was a real silence, and he even saw the confusion in his eyes inexplicably, others were here, but his heart was already far, far away.

Anyone who underestimates a man in the rivers and lakes will not live long, and it can be added that anyone who loses his mind in battle will not live long either.

Qian Kui saw that Mr. Jin was really distracted, so he didn't hesitate to make a move, grabbed the inexplicable hand and instantly withdrew and punched, hitting the inexplicable heart and lungs, and then didn't look at the punch to Mr. Jin, this punch was unpretentious, simple, but actually contained supreme power, it just went straight towards Mr. Jin, together with Qian Kui's body.

Whoever spends twenty years doing the same thing, then he can definitely do it perfectly.

Qian Kui has used one thing in the past twenty years to practice martial arts, and he practiced martial arts in order to return to this Longmen Town, so his martial arts are very high, very high. Before he came, he had tried, in a mountain road to kill the first Kujing Zen master of Shaolin Luohan Hall who he met by chance, and then specially went to Kongtong Mountain and Mo Qi to compete for half an hour before coming here.

――This punch has obviously reached the point of returning to the basics, can Mr. Jin stop it?

No one knows if Mr. Jin can block it or not, and even Mr. Jin himself doesn't know, because he doesn't block it at all, and he doesn't want to block it. As soon as Qian Kui made a move, his body had already retreated, behind him were doors and windows, the doors were open, the windows were also open, the doors were open very wide, but the windows were only a little open, no one would only open so little windows, it was better not to open so little.

- "Maybe he didn't want people to see him stealing the shopkeeper's wine, so he deliberately made it like this!"

At the same time as retreating, such a thought suddenly appeared in Mr. Jin's heart. In this case, most people will choose to go out from the door, because going out from the window will inevitably break the window, although they can also go out, but it will inevitably affect the body shape, so that the speed will slow down, and the duel between the masters will not allow for the slightest flaw, but Mr. Jin chose to go out from the window, there is no special reason, this window is close to him, Mr. Jin never wastes time and energy, because he is too fat, so after thinking about it, others have already left the room.

It was true that the window had only been opened a little bit, and Mr. Kim had indeed left the room, and it was true that the window had not been broken, no, it had been destroyed, and it had been destroyed by the fist that followed it.

Qian Kui, who left the room, did not make another move, his face became extremely blue and looked at Mr. Jin without speaking, a fat man's light skills were so good and so weird completely beyond his expectations, but this was not the root cause of his bad mood, Qian Kui was very confident in his fists, anyone who spent twenty years in boxing practice, who would think that his fists would not be bad.

Qian Kui stood quietly for a long time, and Manager Jin also stood with him for a long time, and suddenly Qian Kui said, "Do you know he's fine?"

"I don't know. ”

"But you're not surprised, do you believe he's going to be fine?"

"I believe it. Mr. Jin sighed suddenly. "He's a weird guy, a very nasty weirdo. ”

Qian Kui was silent, he was indeed a weirdo. Qian Kui is still very confident in his punches, his punches can kill Kujing, and he can also hold on to Mo Qi's crazy seven injuries for half an hour, but his punches can't kill a teenager, not only did he not die, but he didn't seem to be injured.

Qian Kui and Mr. Jin said inexplicably, after the two left the room, he also left the room, walked out of the door, and left the backyard through the corridor, not forgetting to hold the altar of Crane Year tribute wine explained by the golden silk clothes in his hand.

- Is such a person just an innkeeper?

The same doubts also appeared in Qian Kui's heart, he suddenly found that he had a great interest in this little guy, this interest caused him to carefully recall the details of the inexplicable fight with Mr. Jin in the confrontation, this behavior is more tempting than the distraction of Mr. Jin just now, but the strange thing is that Mr. Jin did not make a move.

Qian Kui thought for a long time, and suddenly he said, "Iron cloth shirt?"

"It's supposed to be an iron shirt. Qian Kui didn't wait for Mr. Jin to answer, and said directly, "I didn't expect someone to be able to practice the iron cloth shirt to this extent." ”

"So he's a weirdo. Mr. Kim said. "There are many people in the rivers and lakes who practice iron cloth shirts, but no one will practice this most basic exercise to this level. ”

"Levels?"

Level and degree are two meanings, degree is the depth in a certain level, and the level is different but not at the same level, Qian Kui was puzzled at the same time, he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, and even inexplicably suddenly got up and left can only make him surprised but not surprised, you can imagine how shocked Qian Kui is in his heart at the moment.

"Yes, his iron shirt is no longer the original iron shirt. ”

- Not the original iron cloth shirt?

When cultivating, supplemented by slapping and other behaviors, the capillaries outside the skin are often congested, enhance the stress response and anti-riot effect of muscle tissue, as well as anti-pain stimulation, and over time form the effect of destroying and sharpening, and the so-called external training of muscles and bones is the ultimate goal of the iron cloth shirt.

If you can't persevere in these exercises, you will never succeed, and even if you succeed and don't practice the inner family exercises, you will only end up with a body full of pain and will not be able to die well, so there are very few people who can specialize in cultivating the iron cloth shirt, let alone practice the iron cloth shirt to another level.

But Qian Kui believed it, just as he believed in his own fist, if it weren't for that, a mere little guy would be able to block his punch and be fine?

Mr. Jin is also very curious about why Qian Kui is curious, there are golden silk clothes in the hall, there are Nangong Calling Sword and Beiming Sword, and now there is another inexplicable, Mr. Jin really can't think of who will come in black, and in what way, kill the people they want to kill in Longmen Town, Mr. Jin is really curious.

"You don't seem to be in a hurry at all. Mr. Kim shook his hand repeatedly. "I'm curious about what makes you so confident, I can't think of any way you can successfully hurt our young lady in Longmen Town. ”

Qian Kui grinned, just like he had before, showing his black and red teeth: "Why should I be anxious, who said that we were dealing with her? We have to deal with only you, the former protector of the Youdu is as cold as frost!"

One sentence made Mr. Jin frightened, and it was inevitable that he would reverie, how could it be him? How could it be him?

Qian Kui seemed to see Mr. Jin's thoughts, in fact, it was not difficult to guess Mr. Jin's thoughts at this moment: "Why can't it be you? If the black clothes want to kill people, anyone can do it, it can be the golden wisp clothes, it can be the southern sword and the northern sword, and it can be you." ”

"Yes, anyone in black can kill anyone, so why can't it be me!" Mr. Jin actually laughed, and smiled very happily.

Because of Mr. Jin's laughter, Qian Kui's face turned blue again, and he said softly, "Why are you laughing?"

"Why can't you laugh?" said Mr. Jin still had a smile on his lips. "Who is the black cloth going to kill, there is no reason, I want to laugh, why should I have a reason?"

There is no reason for the black clothes to kill people, the people it wants to kill will inevitably be killed, there are businessmen in the black clothes, there are officials, of course, there can also be killers, and the killers who can enter the eyes of the black clothes are all masters among the killers, just like Qian Kui in front of the current manager Jin, he is just a killer, just because he has a personal grudge with the manager Jin and the golden wield clothes, so he became a killer,