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Chapter 10 Seeing God is not bad, begging

As the saying goes, it is better to get ten punches than to hit an elbow!

Baji removes the gun as a fist, and elbow as a tip of the gun!

He shared the strength of An Qisheng, and the elbow that was so fierce that he used the power of Wang Honglin's Dan Realm Master to exert his strength.

Bang!

With a dull sound of body collision, the young man's chest immediately collapsed, his back was raised high, his eyes were visible to blood and red, and the surging blood broke through the boundaries of the seven orifices and flowed out!

"Ah! I'll kill you!"

But even so, the young man still did not let go. His five fingers pressed harder, and he penetrated An Qisheng's shoulder blade with a click, pulled him to the ground, and knocked over two booths.

Crack ~

Among the broken glass fragments at the booth, the two of them wrestled together.

Bang!!

An Qisheng's crushed shoulder twisted, locking the young man's five fingers with flesh and blood, pinching the other hand tightly with his right hand, and his knees hit his lower abdomen at the same time.

"puff!"

The young man finally couldn't help it after receiving this, and his mouthful of blood squirted An Qisheng's face and fainted in pain.

Thorny ~

An Qisheng struggled to get up, tore off the work clothes he was wearing, wiped the sticky blood on his face, and looked down at the distorted face of the young man, feeling lingering fear.

"Where did this get the murderous man?"

An Qisheng hugged his left shoulder, and blood flowed from his five finger holes.

This young man's first-hand capture method in the army was quite fierce. If he hadn't been seized by himself before, he would have basically no chance of winning.

Looking at his broken black screen mobile phone, An Qisheng leaned down and searched the young man, but couldn't find anything that could prove his identity.

Fortunately, his phone is solid and it can still be used if the screen is broken.

An Qisheng was about to dial his father's number when his phone suddenly lit up, an unknown phone number without showing his name and number.

After hesitating for two seconds, hesitating and disconnecting the phone.

"What? When you encounter an attack, you use the military eagle claw big grab?"

On the other end of the phone, An Jianzhong jumped up in shock:

"You are waiting there, I'll come here right away!"

Doudou~

After throwing away his hanging-up phone, An Qisheng leaned against a booth, began to clean up the broken glass on his body and take stock of his injuries.

Long-term illness may not necessarily become a doctor, but most people who practice boxing know some medical skills.

The left shoulder, the scapula is broken, the humerus is damaged, and the clavicle is probably cracked...

When An Jianzhong rushed over, he saw his son covered in blood, and his hands were trembling with heartache.

"This bastard!"

An Jianzhong looked at the fainting young man under his feet and wished he could step on his head.

"What the hell happened?"

An Qisheng, who bandaged his shoulders with his own clothes, walked over and told the story of what happened before in concise sentences.

An Jianzhong was frightened when he heard this. He had experienced similar things himself, so he realized how dangerous the battle before.

Click!

A man, who was 1.9 meters tall, raised his foot and stomped the fainting young man's scapula, took out his trait-alloyed handcuffs and scolded him.

An Jianzhong lifted the young man with one hand, with a serious expression:

"I can't explain this matter in just one or two sentences. Come with me first. At this time, the martial arts museum is in a martial law and I can't even get out."

An Qisheng nodded. Although his injuries were serious, they were not fatal. Knowing that the matter was urgent, he had to follow him to the second floor of the Martial Arts Museum.

There are many people scattered on the second floor of the Martial Arts Museum.

An Qisheng glanced slightly and saw that most of them were wearing uniforms, which were Xingcheng Law Enforcement Team, and a small part of them were wearing regular clothes, which should be from the Martial Arts Museum of the Magic City.

Most of the people in the Martial Arts Museum of the Magic City were young people, and there was an acquaintance among them, Wang Anfeng, who was squirting the magic drama on the train that day, and his friend Li Yan.

The two of them were by the side of a young man with a calm breath, and they were also a little surprised to see An Qisheng.

When he saw An Jianzhong, several of the men in uniform walked forward and brought the fainting young man aside.

Another middle-aged man glanced at An Qisheng's shoulder and frowned slightly:

"Is Qisheng okay?"

"I'm fine Uncle Chen."

An Qisheng sat on the sofa, bleeding from the bandaged clothes on his shoulders:

"It doesn't matter if the bones are crushed."

The person who spoke was Chen Zhengqiao, who was An Jianzhong's old partner and watched An Qi grow up since childhood.

"Nothing! It doesn't matter if the bones are broken? Get the medicine."

Chen Zhengqiao scolded and ordered someone to come over.

Several law enforcement team members brought a first aid kit and bandaged An Qisheng again.

"This person should be from the Beggar Association. Later, Lao Chen, please send someone to take him away to see if you can ask something."

An Jianzhong's face is not good-looking.

"kindness."

Chen Zhengqiao's face was not good-looking, and he couldn't help but get angry: "The people from this beggar society are becoming more and more rampant. He dares to challenge the law enforcement team in broad daylight, which is simply unscrupulous!"

The other law enforcement officers looked bad. Knowing that they were here, they still dared to hurt others, which was simply a naked provocation.

Beg for the Taoist Association?

An Qisheng's eyes flashed. Is this a terrorist organization?

On the other side, Wang Anfeng and Li Yan looked at each other, the latter nodded, came to An Qisheng, and handed over a porcelain bottle:

"This is a ointment made by our Martial Arts General Museum. It is much more effective than the medicines circulating on the market. Apply it."

"Thanks."

An Qisheng took a porcelain bottle and handed it to the law enforcement team member who changed the medicine.

"The one who attacked you should be a minion from the Beggar Association. However, the minimum requirement for joining the Beggar Association is also a secret force. It would be very powerful if you can beat him like this."

Li Yan carefully looked at the injuries on An Qisheng's body and was amazed.

"It's just good luck."

An Qisheng shook his head and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be from the Martial Arts General Museum? Why did he take the train together?"

I only met yesterday, and An Qisheng naturally would not forget Wang Anfeng and Li Yan, but the boxing skills of these two people are very average, and they don’t seem to be able to join the Martial Arts Museum at all.

"An Feng and I joined the Martial Arts General Museum, not just because of boxing."

Li Yan glanced at Wang Anfeng who was protruding his head not far away and said:

"This is not a secret. In the past few decades, the Martial Arts General Museum has been committed to integrating martial arts and firearms. An Feng and I have good shooting skills and have been included in the Martial Arts General Museum, but we have been learning boxing for a short time and have a shallow foundation."

Li Yan said it lightly, but if he could be included in the Martial Arts Museum, his marksmanship would naturally not be just good.

"I see."

An Qisheng was a little surprised.

No wonder Wang Anfeng looked down on traditional martial arts quite a bit. It turned out that he was mainly based on firearms and supplemented by boxing.

"My friend has had conflicts with many people because of this. The reason why we didn't come with the main force this time was that we were detained for half a month because of the fight."

Li Yan said, shaking his head a little.

At this time, An Qisheng's wound was bandaged. He put on the cloak handed over by the law enforcement team and asked as if nothing had happened:

"What is the beggar meeting that Mr. Li said?"

"Beggar Association..."

A complex emotion appeared on Li Yan's face. After thinking about it, he said: "The Beggar Association is not a terrorist organization you think of, but a boxing organization that was born before the founding of the Daxuan Kingdom."

"The establishment time of the Beggar Association is almost the same as that of the Central Martial Arts Museum. At first, like the Martial Arts Museum, it mainly killed bandits, assassinated warlords and heads of the great powers. Later, although it moved overseas, it still had friendships. It was not until thirty years ago that the contemporary leader of the Beggar Association, Mu Longcheng, came to power, that all this changed."

"Mulong City?"

An Qisheng's heart moved. He had heard of this name and seemed to be a great chaebol leader in the Empire of Sun Never Setting.

"Mulongcheng's boxing skills are extraordinary and saints. Thirty years ago, he had seen the gods but was not bad. However, he firmly believed that there was still a way out above the gods. He gradually became paranoid and became more and more useless measures to collect a group of dangerous people."

Li Yan sighed:

"While he set up a laboratory to study the human body, he collected manuscripts from masters of boxing for many years. This time, his purpose should be Mr. Gu's manuscript..."

"The enemy this time is Mulong City?"

An Qisheng's heart tightened.

He had seen the methods of Master Baodan, and knew very well how terrifying the boxing skills of such masters were. Masters of Divine Realm were two levels higher than those of Dan Realm!

If he comes, the people here will probably not be able to stop him.

"Mulong City will not come. If a dangerous person like him dares to step into Daxuan, the masters in the army will come to him. Seeing that the god is also a physical body, he can't stop the guns and cannons..."

Li Yan said, and suddenly his face tightened.

An Qisheng also turned his head away at the same time.

Da da da da da ~
Chapter completed!
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