After eating noodles, Ruan Jingtian returned to his small bungalow to sort out the items he had harvested today. He opened the Eagle Claw Gong that Qinghui had given him, a martial art for cultivators to use on their fingers. There are many martial arts in the Thorn Country, but he thinks that the martial arts of the Manguo Kingdom are simple and practical, the defense is effective, and every part of the body can be coordinated and cultivated, so he has been concentrating on cultivating the martial arts of the Manguo Kingdom, and has not dabbled in the martial arts of his own country. Today, he was a little surprised and admired when he saw Qinghui piercing Wang Zaishan's chest with his hand before he died, and he also became interested in this kind of exercise that alone strengthens local strength.

Eagle claw gong belongs to the strength of the combination of rigidity and softness, first practice the yang power of rigidity, and then cultivate the yin power of softness, the practice of this exercise must be persistent, twice a day in the morning and evening with both hands grasp the gradually increasing altar, while running the yin and yang exercises. If you can grab more than 300 catties of jars with both hands and swing them flexibly, this is a small achievement.

Ruan Jingtian tried, and he was able to grab two jars of a hundred catties, but it was difficult to wield them. Ruan Jingtian ran the Yin and Yang exercises, practiced for an hour and a half, and felt that he had improved. He believed that with his solid foundation, it was not very difficult to cultivate the Eagle Claw Gong.

When he was a child, Ruan Jingtian concentrated on cultivating the "Xuangang Jue", and soon he entered the state of emptiness. Two hours later, he put away his exercises and felt that his skills had improved a little. He sighed: If the spiritual energy is abundant, the speed of cultivation will be faster. He remembered the idea of making oxygen again. Since he came back from the island, he has not cared about this stubble. At this time, he realized the necessity of creating a cultivation environment for himself, but it was very difficult to be self-taught, and he had to have a solid foundation of scientific knowledge.

The books he studied abroad in Manguo were all left in the dormitory of the Zhangjia Department Store, because this small bungalow was his most secret hiding place, and he rarely went here, and usually his food and accommodation were in the Zhangjia Department Store.

Ruan Jingtian replayed the events of the past two days in his mind, thinking that the Military Intelligence Bureau had no threat to the iron-blooded hoe gang, although the gendarmerie went around to track down the murderer of Hu Erma, but Ruan Jingtian believed that he had left no traces, and this matter had nothing to do with the iron-blooded hoe gang, so he decided to go to Zhang's department store tomorrow to see if he could find Zhang Baiwen and the book he left in the dormitory.

In the early morning of the next day, Ruan Jingtian practiced Eagle Claw Gong and Xuangang Jue once, and made himself into a broad appearance, his wide robe covered the Mai Guo submachine gun and four magazines on his back, and the rest of the equipment was still the same as before. He went out for breakfast, called a rickshaw, and drove towards Zhang's department store.

Zhangjia Department Store is located in the center of the city, which is a bustling and lively area. Ruan Jingtian got off the rickshaw a hundred meters away from Zhangjia Department Store and looked around. The door of Zhang's department store is closed, but there are people on both sides of it. Ruan Jingtian found that there were some unfamiliar vendors near the front of the store, some repairing shoes, some selling cigarettes, some kitchen knives, and so on.

Ruan Jingtian walked over inadvertently, and suddenly his eyes tightened, there was actually a person he knew among these vendors. At the end of the assassination in the municipal square two days ago, Ruan Jingtian killed one warrior in order to prevent two Zheguo warriors from intercepting Fan Peiyong and others, but the other warrior fled, and the person with the kitchen knife in front of him was the Zheguo warrior who fled.

Ruan Jingtian came to the vendor selling cigarettes, bought a pack of cigarettes at random, and found that the vendor had thick fingers and calloused palms, obviously a cultivator. Ruan Jingtian remained silent and continued to walk forward, stopping from time to time to talk nonsense to the vendors.

Ruan Jingtian thought to himself, these Zheguo warriors may be waiting for Shi to be displayed or waiting for Zhang Baiwen, looking at this, the two of them should be safe for now, as for why Shi Zhan carried the black pot for him, Ruan Jingtian was confused, but he always felt that the Zheguo Water Organ would not be so mentally retarded.

Ruan Jingtian stopped at a juggling stall, shaking the folding fan in his hand, watching the juggler order the little monkey to make a funny performance, and also giggling from time to time, in fact, his eyes always glanced at the small mirror hidden on the folding fan, which happened to be facing the Zheguo warrior with the kitchen knife. After a while, a strong man said something in the ear of this Zheguo warrior, and the Zheguo warrior immediately put away the stall and followed the strong man.

Seeing this, Ruan Jingtian threw a few pieces of broken silver to the juggler, asked for a rickshaw, and ordered the rickshaw to follow the Zheguo warrior. After turning two alleys, the warrior and the strong man actually entered a blacksmith shop. Ruan Jingtian got into the rickshaw, saw the blacksmith shop, and secretly shouted that it was not good, because this blacksmith shop was the place where daggers were made for him. He immediately realized that he used the dagger to attack and kill the warrior who slashed at Cheng Fanghu, but the dagger was left in the back of the warrior and did not have time to take it away, this dagger finally exposed his heels, and when he ordered the dagger, there was no disguise, although he did not report his name to the blacksmith.

Next door to the blacksmith shop was a small furniture shop, Ruan Jingtian entered it, quickly rushed into the room next to the blacksmith shop, threw two gold leaves to the two people in the shop, and said, "Don't talk, keep quiet." I'm going to use this wall, and I won't delay your efforts for a long time. As he finished speaking, he put his ear to the wall and listened carefully to the movement of the blacksmith shop next door, and he was sure that the walls of such shops would not be soundproofed.

There are a total of eight people in the blacksmith shop, three of whom are from the blacksmith shop, and the remaining five are supposed to be the warriors of the Tetsukuni Warriors. The warrior of Tetsukoku is torturing the blacksmith and two apprentices. Ruan Jingtian was furious and immediately asked the people in the furniture store: "Can I climb over the wall and enter the next door from here?"

The two men in the furniture store had never heard such a question, and after a while, they both nodded and pointed to the backyard. Ruan Jingtian threw them two more gold leaves, and then ran to the backyard. Sure enough, the furniture store and the blacksmith shared a courtyard wall. According to the analysis of the results heard, the backyard of the blacksmith shop was not guarded by the warriors of the Tetsukook, but there were two warriors of the Tetsukook standing at the front door.

When Nguyen Ching Tien broke into the shop from the backyard of the blacksmith shop, an apprentice had just been killed. Ruan Jingtian didn't think about it, his hands were raised, and the two nearest martial artists fell to the ground with a bang. The martial artist who had escaped from Ruan Jingtian's hands immediately let out a whistle, and then raised his long knife and slashed at Ruan Jingtian. Ruan Jingtian turned sideways to avoid the sword, and his right hand was erected into a hand knife, slashing at the neck of the warrior, which is the simple and practical characteristics of the martial arts of the Manguo, but if there is no speed and strength, such a single knife is tantamount to throwing himself into the tiger's mouth. Ruan Jingtian's Xuangang technique at this time was much deeper than two days ago, he used his speed and strength to the extreme, he didn't have any stamina at all, and after a click, the neck of this Zheguo martial artist was cut off.

The two warriors standing at the door shouted and rushed in with their swords, Ruan Jingtian held daggers in each hand at this time, and also shouted, facing the two warriors, the daggers were like two blue lightning bolts sweeping the necks of the two warriors. The two warriors' eyes widened, and they froze in place, then covered their bloody necks and fell to the ground.

Ruan Jingtian hurriedly untied the ropes on the blacksmiths and apprentices who were like wooden chickens, stuffed each of them with a bag of gold leaves, and said, "Master Li, little brother, run from the back door quickly, the farther you run, the better." After he finished speaking, he pulled out the daggers from the two warriors who died first and put them in his waist, he didn't want to make the same mistake again, although one of the daggers had already fallen into the hands of the Zheguo people.

When the blacksmith saw the dagger he put away, his heart brightened, and he grabbed Ruan Jingtian and said, "Good man, thank you for your great kindness." Yesterday, Zheguo came to the store with the dagger pattern and asked if he had seen the dagger in the picture, the old man and the apprentices said that they had not seen it, but Xie Liu, another apprentice who was not a weapon, did not come to the store early this morning, but ran to Zheguo to inform. Hey, Liu'er is greedy for money and does evil. However, I remembered that Liu'er had only seen the dagger, and it seemed that he hadn't seen you, so you should be relieved. ”

Ruan Jingtian held the blacksmith's hands and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Li, you guys hurry up, don't pack your things, the devils of Zheguo will come over soon, you can go out of the city as much as possible." ”

The blacksmith and his apprentices immediately thanked Ruan Jingtian with a fist, turned around and ran towards the backyard. Ruan Jingtian suddenly remembered something, and immediately chased after the two of them and asked, "Wait a minute, I'll ask about something." Do you have family in the city?"

The blacksmith said, "My home is in the east of the city, and I have my wife and daughter, and I am preparing to go home and take them with me. ”

The apprentice said, "I am an orphan, and I will follow the master." ”

Ruan Jingtian felt sour in his heart and said, "Master Li, if you can trust me, don't go home, you go directly to the western suburbs to wait for me." I'll go to your home at the east end of the city now and see if I can get your wife and daughter out, and then we'll meet at Rabbit Ridge." ”

The blacksmith understood when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly: "We can be trusted! If you can't, take care of yourself! The old man won't blame you. ”

Ruan Jingtian's eyes turned red, and he said, "You quickly tell me the address and give me a token of yours." ”

Seeing the blacksmith and the apprentice leave, Ruan Jingtian seemed to hear the sound of cars and people running from the street, and he knew that the warriors of Zheguo were coming. He went to the corpse of the warrior who had escaped from his hands, and quickly rummaged through it, finding a document, some papers, and a thin pamphlet. Ruan Jingtian didn't check what it was, he threw it directly into his arms, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, he ran to the backyard, rushed out the back door, and looked for the parking lot. Soon, he ran to a car and smashed his fist into the window glass, which shattered.

Nguyen Jingtian rampage through the streets as fast as he could. He estimated that the Zheguo people might have arrived at their home at the east end of the city by now. He imagined the route of the Zheguo people's return, and ran wildly according to the imaginary route to the east of the city.