Hearing what Ma Riwu said, Qin Yifeng looked at him curiously. "You know him. Lieutenant Colonel Po Feng seems to have a pretty impressive reputation."
"Yes." Ma Riwu was a little uneasy and his tone was trembling. "I heard the prince said that this guy is a psychopath."
Qin Yifeng's medical skills were superb, but he didn't know how to treat mental illness. He looked at Cheng Pofeng from a distance and found nothing unusual about him. He couldn't help but feel even more puzzled. "I think he is normal. .”
"He is not normal." Ma Riwu said with certainty. "He seems to be fifty-six years old this year. In other words, he was born in the 1950s."
"Is there any problem in the fifties?" Qin Yifeng asked. Suddenly, he was startled. He looked at Ma Riwu with wide eyes. He looked afraid to write a letter. "You said he was fifty-six years old. What do I think? He is only in his thirties or forties."
Qin Yifeng felt that if she had the opportunity, she must ask this guy for advice on how to maintain a good health. This is a way to make money. Is there any woman who doesn't want to become younger?
"Hmm. Let's continue talking about why he is a psychopath."
Ma Riwu spoke very solemnly. Fortunately, after they had talked for so long, Cheng Pofeng on the opposite side did not make any drastic moves.
"Okay." Qin Yifeng said.
"The 1950s and early 1960s were the initial stages of domestic cinema. Apart from revolutionary films, they were all martial arts films, such as "The Drunken Man" and "The One-Armed Sword". In addition to these films, It was also the era when martial arts novels were on the rise. At that time, Cheng Pofeng’s name was not Cheng Pofeng. His name was Cheng Shugen. It was very rustic.”
"Can you tell me the key points?" Qin Yifeng said dissatisfied. "You are so restless. Let a lieutenant colonel Laozi scare you so much that you can't speak. You still have the nerve to follow Long Xiang. And... you Didn't you hear Lieutenant Colonel Laozi call me colonel just now? I'm more senior than him. Please respect me from now on."
Although Qin Yifeng didn't understand why he clearly rejected the military recruitment, Cheng Pofeng still called himself a colonel, which puzzled him. But he didn't study it further. Or maybe it was just like what Ma Riwu said. He was Is it useful to explain this to a mentally ill person?
"Yes. Because the martial arts culture in the era when he was born was very strong...and he may be a more fanciful person. So he is still living in those hypocritical martial arts world. To this day, he still imagines that he is a noble and upright person. Our disciple." Ma Riwu told what exactly was Cheng Pofeng's illness.
"Paranoia." Qin Yifeng had already come into contact with a madman doctor who also suffered from this disease, so he could accept it well.
"Yes. It's paranoia."
Ma Riwu suddenly realized. He had always known that Cheng Pofeng was a mental patient, but he couldn't figure out what the scientific name of his illness was.
"hehe."
Qin Yifeng smiled. Since the last time he received a lot of benefits from Dr. Kuangman, he looked at Cheng Pofeng, a delusional patient, as if he were seeing a piece of fat. His saliva flowed down unconsciously.
"Damn. It's so low-level. You still have saliva." Dadong, who was hiding behind Qin Yifeng, slandered.
"Master Cheng. Disrespect. Disrespect."
Qin Yifeng ignored what Dadong and others were thinking. His eyes were shining brightly and he walked towards Cheng Pofeng. His biggest goal was to get a bargain.
"snort."
No one expected that Cheng Pofeng would ignore Qin Yifeng's smile and snorted coldly. When Qin Yifeng was about to come to him, he struck out with his palm, hitting Qin Yifeng's chest.
Qin Yifeng's eyes flashed with confusion. He looked at the palm strike and saw that there was a thousand-level force in the palm. He did not dare to neglect on the spot and immediately took out his palm to meet the enemy.
"Boom..." A bursting sound sounded. The two masters stepped forward and took two steps back.
"Innate realm." Qin Yifeng spit out a mouthful of blood and endured the discomfort caused by the boiling blood in his chest. "No. If the innate realm is not so weak."
"Master." Cheng Pofeng's eyes flashed with lightning. He looked at Qin Yifeng and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand. He also saw a trace of blood flowing down his face.
In the fight just now, although Cheng Pofeng had the upper hand, his skill was only one step ahead of Qin Yifeng. If he wanted to defeat Qin Yifeng, he would not necessarily have an easy time.
"It's impossible. At such a young age, he can take my full blow without dying. Could it be that he is also the peak of the day after tomorrow?" Cheng Pofeng's mind was spinning. He suddenly looked at Qin Yifeng with admiration on his face. "He has reached the peak of the day after tomorrow at such a young age. Realm. Given time, this boy will become a great weapon."
Although Cheng Pofeng's thoughts still have a martial arts flavor, at least it can be proved that he values Qin Yifeng very much, and the result of being valued by him is that Qin Yifeng will not die.
Cheng Po Feng shot out and rushed straight towards Qin Yifeng. His palms flew and invisible energy rushed straight towards him. Qin Yifeng withstood the pressure. He felt that this attack was three points more powerful than the one he had just faced. .
"Damn it. Are you risking your life?"
Qin Yifeng has never met a master. He has long been cultivated to be arrogant and arrogant. Now he is being suppressed by others. This makes him unbearable and feels extremely humiliating.
"Ah..." Qin Yifeng let out a long roar. He thrust out both palms and rushed towards Cheng Pofeng.
"What an exquisite palm technique."
Seeing Qin Yifeng's killing palms, Cheng Pofeng secretly admired in his heart. This palm technique is the real ancient palm technique. In the past hundred years, due to the emergence of guns, human beings have paid less and less attention to their own force. Therefore, this The newly created martial arts over the past hundred years have become less and less charming, and their power has become weaker and weaker. However, many of the real ancient martial arts have disappeared from the world due to their age and improper preservation.
"Dragon Heart Poison." Qin Yifeng roared. This palm technique is exactly the palm technique from Qin's martial arts that Qin Wuya taught him.
When the palm technique is running, it is like a swimming dragon. It is unruly and ethereal. And the essence of this palm technique lies in the word "poison".
"boom……"
Two palms came out together, and the four palms intersected, making a powerful sound. Suddenly, Qin Yifeng felt something was wrong, because he felt as if his palms had been punctured by some sharp object. He was thrown several steps away, and he vomited blood.
"Despicable." Qin Yifeng looked at the small pinholes in each palm. Only then did he notice that Cheng Pofeng held a thorn needle between his fingers. The tips of the thorns were emitting black light. They were obviously poisonous things.
"Despicable." Cheng Pofeng smiled. "You really think I am a delusional person. Let me tell you, everything is false."
"What do you mean by that?" Qin Yifeng couldn't help but ask, suppressing the poison that was running wildly in his body.
"What's the point? If I don't pretend to be stupid, why should I go around telling people that I have great martial arts skills and that I can determine a person's life with one palm?" Cheng Pofeng said very sinisterly. "I tell you, if this happens, I will die long ago. Don't really think that the military headquarters has no one. There are many guns in the military headquarters and some sharpshooters. If I don't pretend to be stupid, Old Man Zheng will think that I am difficult to control. Then..."
"So there is some truth to it." Qin Yifeng suddenly sneered and looked at the other party. "You don't expect the people here to survive if you reveal your trump card so openly."
"Of course." Cheng Pofeng laughed. "You little guy, aren't you stupid?"
"You..." Qin Yifeng said and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Stop talking. You have been poisoned by my heart-corroding poison. Although this poison is not a strange poison in the world, you should protect your heart as much as possible. Depending on your skill, you can remove the poison in less than half an hour. Yes. But, will I give you half an hour?" Cheng Pofeng said with a smile.
The strange thing was that Qin Yifeng didn't refute. Instead, he also laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Cheng Pofeng was surprised.
"I'm laughing at you. I can cure your heart-corrupting poison faster, or you can cure my dragon heart poison faster." After Qin Yifeng finished speaking, he ignored Cheng Pofeng and looked at Black Eagle. "Heiying. His skills are better than those of Black Eagle. I'm taller and the detoxification time may be shorter than mine. So we can't give him time to detoxify. You go and deal with him now."
"Deal with him." Black Hawk was stunned for a moment. "You can't beat him either. I can possibly defeat him."
"Don't worry. His current skill has been suppressed by the Dragon Heart Poison. His skill is only a little higher than yours. And the more he uses his skill, the stronger the poison in his body will be. Then he will die faster."