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When Zhang Yang got off the plane, the person at the bar actually asked him why he left so early today...
Everything is full of mystery. No one can imagine that in this sunny autumn, a living life has disappeared. How many people know about the darkness under the sun
After eating something randomly at Fatty's place, Zhang Yang hid in the dormitory alone. Lu Fei's death had a huge impact on him. For the first time, he discovered that life is so fragile in the face of power!
There is no doubt that Lu Fei is a strong and genius figure for ordinary people, but in the face of Xiao Yuanxing's powerful power, he has almost no room for resistance...
This world is not safe!
This world is full of dangers!
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Soon, Zhang Yang came to the conclusion that if he wanted to keep himself safe, he must make himself stronger. Even if he could not cultivate to the point where he could defeat ten thousand enemies, at least he would have to deal with three or five people. Otherwise, there would be someone at one end. Things can only be left to chance.
What makes Zhang Yang feel a strong sense of crisis now is the gay Medivh. Obviously, a person who can be scrupled by Lu Fei is definitely not a good bird. Although Lu Fei's death is not directly related to him, as long as that Medivh is a A smart person will definitely find him first!
At least, Lu Fei already thought so!
Xiao Yuanxing doesn’t have much hope in catching Medivh and Zhang Yang. If Medivh is caught so easily, then he is not worthy of being praised by Lu Fei. Not to mention how powerful Medivh is, even Zhang Yang himself thinks that if he encounters Even if he is in danger, he can choose dozens of ways to leave the netbsp; Of course, Zhang Yang is not worried that Medivh will come to his door right now. If Medivh is a real IQ, he will never come to C City to look for clues at this time. , Medivh should not take action in a short period of time, now come to netbsp; Today, Zhang Yang was tired and went to bed very early, before it got dark. He was too tired, and the duel with Lu Fei was definitely not that of others. It seemed so easy and simple, but under that kind of high-intensity attack, he still had to make crazy calculations, which consumed a huge amount of both physical and mental energy.
Lu Fei's power is terrifying. Only Zhang Yang who fought with him truly understood Lu Fei's power. Lu Fei's body was already weak after being closed in the wooden box for three days. How could he do so in that physical state? That kind of crazy attack can no longer be described by ordinary people. If he was to show off himself, it would be difficult to walk, and how could he attack others.
Lu Fei's destructive power also left a deep impression on Zhang Yang. Now, Zhang Yang's arms are still swollen like steamed buns, which makes Zhang Yang very shocked. You know, Zhang Yang's seemingly simple block is full of skill. The proportion and distance of each fist and kick intersection were carefully calculated, but Zhang Yang was still injured. Although the injury was not serious, it made Zhang Yang realize how powerful Lu Fei was.
Zhang Yang believed that if it were normal times, he would not be Lu Fei's opponent at all. Perhaps, Lu Fei, who was in peak physical condition, would only need three punches to kill him!
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After getting up early the next day, Zhang Yang was surprised to find that the injury on his arm was almost healed. Although it was still red and swollen, Zhang Yang could clearly feel that the muscles under the skin were recovering rapidly.
Could it be that some of the martial arts I know can also be used to cure flashbacks
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang was immediately overjoyed. Although the therapeutic effect was not very obvious, it illustrates the possibility that if he continues to practice, when his martial arts practice reaches a certain level, then the speed of self-healing will definitely speed up. Do you know if it's like what's written in martial arts novels, where you can stop bleeding and repair injured areas immediately by practicing martial arts
The more I think about it, the more excited I become. This is the biggest and most practical benefit of Zhang Yang’s martial arts. Is it possible to cure headaches and colds after practicing to a certain level? This is a huge fortune, ***, and illness is a huge expense.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang, who was physically weak, developed a strong interest in martial arts training for the first time. This interest was different from the stimulation of thinking and memory at first. This was completely a self-generated interest of Zhang Yang.
After washing up, Zhang Yang began to crazily practice the martial arts knowledge in his mind in the dormitory. The practice items were still simple and mechanical repetitive movements.
After practicing for about three hours, he rushed to the bookstore because today he had to accept a task assigned by Xiao Yuanxing.
"Uncle Li, what a tragedy..." Zhang Yang said with a sad face as soon as he saw Uncle Li.
"Huh?" Uncle Li was still lying on the couch, his body covered with a tattered red blanket, which gave Zhang Yang a strange feeling.
"They asked me to go to the casino. Please intercede for me. I don't want to go."
"Haha, then I can't help it. Although Xiao Yuanxing doesn't care about me, I can't control him. Moreover, his power is much greater than mine. I'm just a semi-retired third-rate killer, and I don't participate in those Something." The old man shook his head and smiled.
"What should I do? They asked me to be the other three people, but I don't understand gambling at all." Zhang Yang looked depressed. He thought the old man would have some influence, but he knew that the old man couldn't help at all. In fact, Zhang Yang didn't know , an identity like the old man is independent, because his task is to kill people, and he has no right to interfere with management issues.
"Deal with those three outsiders?" The old man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes."
"Have you found out their details?" The old man's eyes became sharp, like two extremely sharp knives.
"No… "
Zhang Yang was so aroused by the old man that his hair stood on end. He didn't understand why an old man who didn't know martial arts could have such a palpitating feeling.
"No?" The old man's sharp eyes suddenly dimmed. He lay down on the chair in frustration and closed his eyes. "No wonder I asked you to deal with it. Don't worry. I'm probably just letting you test this new face, and there's no danger. There's no danger here." This is City C, no one dares to act wild here."
"oh."
"Go and do it, you don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Yeah, Uncle Li, please rest, I'm going."
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When Zhang Yang walked into the two-story casino, he was immediately stunned by the majesty of the casino. Although he had been hanging around the entrance of this casino for a week, this was the first time he came in.
No one would have thought that a two-story building in this alley would be more luxurious than a five-star hotel, with marble floors that can illuminate people's shadows, gold-plated lamps, and antique solid wood furniture. However, Zhang Yang suspected that this was. Antique, not antique.
There is a sense of elegance in the luxury. Calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls. Sandalwood is burning in a copper tripod. The faint fragrance in the air makes Zhang Yang very comfortable. It seems that this is a bookstore that is both luxurious and full of antique fragrance. If he hadn't seen several gaming tables placed in the middle, Zhang Yang wouldn't have believed it was a casino.
Zhang Yang believes that every inch of space here has been carefully set up, and there is almost no place that makes people feel monotonous or plain, and the atmosphere reveals Athens and delicacy.
Maybe it was too early, and there were no gamblers in the casino. Except for a few young people in mandarin jackets who were sorting out some equipment, there were also a few people in bow ties who looked like croupiers chatting.
"coming."
"coming… "
Everyone seemed to know Zhang Yang, and they nodded lightly and lukewarmly. Of course, Zhang Yang also knew them, because these people would go into the alley every day. He just didn't know their specific identities.
"I'm coming… "
Zhang Yang looked around as if he had entered the Grand View Garden. This casino, which was full of luxury yet still had the aroma of books, filled him with interest. He was from the art department, so naturally he could see the value of some of the paintings and calligraphy works hanging here. , he actually saw a work by the calligraphy master Qi Gong, which surprised him extremely. If Mr. Qi Gong knew that his work was hanging in the casino, what would he think? (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)