"Duan Guochao is a secret master of Shaolin. He has practiced the skill of wearing an iron cloth shirt to the point of "iron clothing covering the body". He is proficient in five-shaped fists, especially the snake and crane eight-killing, the eagle claws are sharp and experienced. He has also performed many dangerous tasks in Guoan. How could someone be beaten to death if someone came out of the guns and bullets?"

The young man's eyes were lost in an instant, but it disappeared in an instant, and he returned to his calm and quiet spirit, just like the quiet night sky.

"Then we don't know." The man who came in to report the message shrugged his shoulders and sat down easily, snap! He snapped his fingers, "Mexican Tequila."

This man is about 30 years old, wearing a brand-name suit, with shiny leather shoes under his feet, and his tie is not messy at all on his chest, and he looks very graceful and literate. He is the kind of successful man who often goes to bars.

The golden wine was raised in the middle of the crystal glass. The man lifted it up gracefully, and put it down on his lips after a little dipped in, as if he was tasting the spicy taste of tequila.

"We are not from Guoan, nor are we in the army. How can we know the specific situation? However, Duan Guochao was beaten to death, this is a definite piece of news. Jiang Hai, have you been using Duan Guochao as an illusionary opponent? Now that he is dead, do you have any ideas? By the way, Xiaoyan, what are you going to do?"

The man greeted the woman who came in with him.

The woman gave him a blank look and said, "I only drink white water."

"Romantics, you are always so boring." The man muttered.

"Duan Guochao's skills are above me, and his boxing skills are fierce. If I am empty-handed, I will not be sure of victory, but if there is a sword in my hand, he will not be my opponent." The young man named Jiang Hai said calmly, but he was thinking: "Just this news? Do you know who was the one who killed him?"

"That person has no reputation. He has only made a name for himself recently. He is a master in the army. It seems that he has made some name in the Southeast Asian martial arts world." The woman named Yan Yan smiled at Jiang Hai.

"A master in the army?" Jiang Hai's eyelids twitched.

"My news is more informative than him." Yan Yan sat down, "Ken Ke from Guoan asked someone to call me today. She went with Duan Guochao and witnessed the fight with her own eyes. She herself was also beaten and was now under quarantine and was under medical parole."

"Oh, Chen Ke... I've wanted to fuck her for a long time, but it's a pity that she likes Duan Guochao. Now that this 'national arhat' is dead, I can finally pursue it openly." The man was surprised.

"Zhuang Li, you always look like a pig brother who is sperm-like. You have many beautiful sisters over there. Come and hook up quickly and don't disturb our conversation." Yan Yan looked at the man with contempt and raised his eyebrows.

"All right, romance, your name is so poetic, but it's a girl-like dragon. It's not the type I like. I really don't understand you. In modern society, what are you talking about fighting and killing? It's like the martial arts world in the novel. The three of us have been playing together since we were young, and I still don't understand your thinking."

Zhuang Li picked up the wine glass and walked towards the other side of the bar casually. He fell in love with two beautiful girls who looked like college students.

"Tsk! The fallen young master." Yan Rong looked at Zhuang Li's back, held his hand, and compared his middle finger.

"Zhuang Li lives more freely than us. Maybe he will live longer than us." Haijiang shook his head and said.

"I found out that the person who killed Duan Guochao this time went to Beijing. Chen Ke asked someone to tell me. Chen Ke meant that he wanted to ask me to come forward, ask you to talk with that person, and then kill him and give her a breath." Yan Yan's face became serious.

"How old is that person?"

"Younger than Duan Guochao and a rookie."

"What? It's also a young man?" Jiang Hai was surprised again, and a trace of competitive light flashed in his eyes. "I thought he was the senior of which boxing sect."

"Brother Jiang Hai, you are the successor of the Wudang Nine Palace Chunyang Sword. Some people in the Beijing circle say that you are the most outstanding master with Duan Guochao, one Shaolin and the other Wudang. But in fact, you also know that Duan Guochao was fighting, and you are complimented by others because of your prominent family background. In addition, you have never fought with Duan Guochao, and they actually say in their hearts that you are far inferior to Duan Guochao."

"I don't fight Duan Guochao, that's true. Moreover, my kung fu is swordsmanship. I won't win with him with weapons. As for Chen Ke, he is just an ignorant girl. Okay, romance, go back. What kind of society is in modern times? Just like what Zhuang Li said, fighting and killing are useless."

After saying that, Jiang Hai stood up, patted Yan Rong on the shoulder, walked out, his steps were light and silent, and the crowd who turned into the street disappeared after a few strokes.

"Brother Jiang Hai, you still have the idea of ​​being competitive. No wonder Duan Guochao's halo is so powerful." Yan Rong looked at Jiang Hai's disappearing back and said to herself: "However, if you can kill Duan Guochao, you are still a young man. How powerful is that man's kung fu? I really think about this person."

In a large secret room, there are dark sides and no windows.

The three incense sticks were lit in the center of the secret room, and a little red light was emitted.

Jiang Hai stared at the three incense sticks, and in his eyes, the green smoke could be seen clearly. He took a pure sword in his hand, cold and deep, like a pool of autumn water.

Jiang Hai opened his mouth, took a breath, put it in his mouth like an egg, and then swallowed it from his throat.

Gudong! It's like a big stone falling into a well, making a dull sound, accompanied by water splashes. This is the magical effect of Jianghai swallowing the internal organs in one breath, falling into the large intestine, lowering the bladder, sinking the dantian, and circulating the five internal organs.

Brush! As soon as the sword in his hand moved, the three incense-headed sparks were cut off and attached to the tip of the sword. Jiang Hai walked away with the sword, his body was like a dragon, his legs changed, and he almost became a shadow.

Three incense-headed Mars also flew in the dark secret room, forming a series of lines. In an instant, a square nine-guard pattern disappeared, which he used the sharp-leaved Mars to mark the dark air.

The sword shook again, and three sparks flew up one after another, still falling on the incense pillar, as if they had not moved.

The exquisite grasp of power can be said to be a masterpiece of ingenuity.

"That young man killed Duan Guochao. I wonder if he can withstand the sword in my hand?"

Province S.

"Cao Yi, I didn't expect that Wang Chao would have done such a big deal this time." Commanders Zhou Liang and Cao Yi also knew about Wang Chao's affairs in Hong Kong.

"What a big deal, isn't it just a good player to kill Guoan? Those who do our business have death indicators every month. But this time, Wang Chao was brought to Beijing for investigation. What else should he do besides doing it? In Beijing, there are many experts, either the guards of this leader or the family of the leader. If something happens, wouldn't it cause trouble?" Cao Yi frowned and said.

"That's nothing. Although Wang Chao's fame has become a little bit in the martial arts world in Southeast Asia recently, he is still very small in China. Beijing has complex forces and many masters, and all kinds of messy sects. Fight more and become famous quickly. It is also beneficial to future development. It can suppress the might of Shaolin." Zhou Liang said.

In the early morning, birds chirping on the pomegranate trees. Wang Chao got up early in the morning. After washing up, he walked in an orderly manner in the middle of the yard, feeling refreshed.

Close your eyes and breathe calmly. Wang Chao clearly felt his lungs, and every breath was very strong.

"Chen Aiyang's 'Cattle toad force' is a method of swallowing qi like a belly. My breathing is just at the lungs and I vomit it out, not a method of practicing qi. Now my muscles and bones have reached the state of great success. My bones and bones are also strong, and only the internal organs are still poor. But I shouldn't practice qi, and three-pronged approaches?"

Wang Chao can only see his lungs internally, and the rest of his internal organs have no clear feeling. However, he has already obtained the method. As long as he continues to practice, he will lead his internal and external guidance step by step, sooner or later, his internal muscles and bones will be connected together.

For example, if you twist your waist in a snake shape to practice kidneys, Wang Chao has now practiced to the point of "sounding out at will". His kidney power is very strong. As long as you continue practicing, you can go further and reach the level of intravital vision within a year or two years.

However, the methods of practicing qi are different. Most people breathe from the trachea to the lungs. However, practicing qi is different. It is like containing eggs, like swallowing things, swallowing them from the esophagus, shaking the stomach and intestines.

Ordinary breathing is the trachea, while practicing qi is swallowing.

"It's a pity that although I saw Chen Aiyang practicing Qi and knew the general posture, the specific method of swallowing Qi and exerting Qi did not study in detail and could not be practiced accordingly. Practicing Qi is the same as practicing Kung Fu. At the beginning, you have to watch it. Otherwise, if there is a little problem, the more you practice, the more you will have problems in the internal organs, and you will have short life."

Yongbao, Yonghe, and even Duan Guochao encountered Wang Chao, they could yoga the method of swallowing Qi and eating Qi. In the past three days, he not only made a big summary of his martial arts, but also made a calculation on Qi training techniques.

After all, the most important thing in martial arts is to maintain health and strengthen the body. Only when you are strong can you defeat the enemy.

"It's been three days. Why haven't the people from the investigation team come here yet?"

I stayed in this yard for three days, and I had three meals a day, all of which were exquisite meals. Wang Chao practiced boxing and took a walk, and felt very happy and relaxed.

But there was no movement for three consecutive days, which made Wang Chao very puzzled.

In this way, Wang Chao didn't know what the above plan was.

"Let's wait." Wang Chao shook his head and left everything behind.

He stretched his hands forward, spread his five fingers, and his feet and five fingers, making the artistic conception of being attached to the ground. He took a deep breath and swallowed it from the esophagus like a snake swallowing an egg. In a blink of an eye, it reached the spleen and stomach, and then sank to the abdomen, with large and small intestines moving and making a gulp.

Wang Chao's qi sinks into his dantian again, lifts his anus, presses his abdomen with both hands, rubs it, and lifts it up to his chest in one breath, vomiting it out, feeling the smell is so stinking.

"Wudang Golden Toad Sect Fishing Toad Power?"

Just as Wang Chao rolled his eyes and rubbed his stomach, his ears moved and he saw a young man holding a sword appear at the door and ask in surprise.

"Who are you?" Wang Chao frowned when he saw the young man who suddenly appeared, and looked up and down. At this moment, the two guards at the door also stood up.

When Wang Chao saw the eyes of the guard soldier, he immediately knew that these two guards knew this young man.

"I am the successor of the Nine Palace Sword of Wudang." This young man was Jiang Hai. He signed up for the sect and stood at the door, but did not come in.

At this moment, a guard rushed over and arrived at Wang Chao: "Can you let him in?"

"Aren't you guarding me? Why are you still asking me?" Wang Chao asked.

"The order we have received is to protect your safety. But in case you can't leave the yard. If someone comes to visit outside, it depends on what you mean." The guard said: "There is no restriction on your communication with people. There is a phone call in the room, and even if you call a large group of people in, there is nothing wrong with you."

"You know this person?" Wang Chao felt that his double-regulation was too relaxed.

"Of course I know him. His name is Jiang Hai. He is a master and is as famous as Duan Guochao." The guard said: "Some background."

"So that's how it is." Wang Chao nodded and greeted him: "Please come in."

Jiang Hai walked in, stood up straight, and looked at Wang Chao: "Are you also from the Wudang Sect?"

"I'm not." Wang Chao shook his head, and saw the young man grabbing a sword, without saying a word, and asked simply: "Are you here to show me? The fists and feet are ruthless, and the sword is eyeless. What if something goes wrong? What should I do?"

Jiang Hai was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Chao would be so straightforward and go straight to the point. He had some polite words outside of it.
Chapter completed!