After a long time, Kim Jong-yang withdrew his eyes, and there was a firm and calm look in his eyes, obviously he had made up his mind. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Maitreya and whispered: "Maitreya, do you think he really did this?
What we do here is not in his personality or in his interests!”
Xiao Maitreya nodded. Although there was still a smile on her face, she gave people a cold feeling: "Maybe not, the God of Death is still valuable to him now.
But no matter what, we must find an opportunity to tell the God of Death about something here. If we can avoid fighting on two fronts, it is of course the best. Even if we cannot, we must handle this matter with lightning speed.
We must first settle the country when fighting against foreign countries!”
Kim Jong-yang nodded and suddenly smiled bitterly: "The boy here is very smart in other things, why is he so slow in this matter?"
"That's because he regards this matter as your family matter, your private matter, and does not understand the truth." Xiao Maitreya chuckled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this here for now. We still have to wait and see what's going on now.
, find out the evidence, the Blue Flag Army is not the time for civil strife now!"
Jin Zhengyang nodded gently, shook his head and sighed: "I am tying myself here. Actually, I have wanted to leave the Blue Flag Army and find a peaceful place to spend the second half of my life quietly. Why should he be anxious?"
"The problem is that you have this kind of thought. People like him who can ignore anything for power will not believe it at all! If the Blue Flag Army is really handed over to his hands, it would be a disaster, and it may be a disaster now.
Opportunity allows you to find someone more suitable to take over you!" Xiao Maitreya stared at Kim Jong-yang quietly, like an old fox who is good at calculating.
Kim Jong-yang smiled slightly and said with a chuckling, "Okay, it seems that you can't forget to fight for the God of Death at any time, but don't say it, long after I knew Rui'er was married to the God of Death, I
So I asked someone to investigate the boy. I had this idea since then. Now, I finally tricked him!"
Xiaomaite also laughed and shook her head: "Okay, let the young people go to the future. Let us buy a small island in Hawaii. If you have nothing to do, fish. How good is it to have a vacation?"
Jin Zhengyang also nodded repeatedly, and the haze just now was swept away. At this time, Tang Feng was fighting with Hu Chi, and he had no idea that Jin Zhengyang had already planned to him before he saw him.
Xiao Maitreya was his accomplice.
"Good come!" Tang Feng shouted softly, and a light suddenly burst out from his eyes. He threw a whip leg at the fist that was constantly changing directions at Hu Chi.
Hu Chi's boxing style is becoming more and more powerful, especially because he is becoming more and more familiar with the wave-like force method, which makes people unbearable. In addition, he originally belonged to the type of infinite power, so Hu Chi is now
It gives people a feeling of being fierce and fierce. But the kid here is extremely sensitive and so big, but he is not bloated or clumsy at all.
For Tang Feng, Hu Chi is a rare opponent. He is different from Shura. Shura always uses killer moves, leaving no remaining strength. Although Hu Chi is also wild, his moves are not as cruel as Shura.
The sharpness and sharpness made Tang Feng use his full strength while not worrying about not being able to stop.
For others, being hit by Tang Feng or being hit by his distorted power is a very painful thing, but for the shabby tiger snob, it is still affordable.
Range. For Hu Chi, Tang Feng is a rare opponent. Who would dare to fight him head-on? Only Tang Feng’s natural strange power can do it.
So Hu Chi and Tang Feng are both playing against each other and will meet a good talent. The more they fight, the more excited they are, the sound of punches and feet intersecting constantly. One uses a wave-like strange force, which is invincible. The other is that kind of thing
The twisted force like a needle is hard to defend against. When we meet each other here, isn’t it just a needle point facing the wheat?
Of course, there are still differences among them. Because Hu Chi practiced the Jiujiu Fist, he kept dancing his fists, causing waves of fist wind. Tang Feng was due to the gap between Hu Chi's size and strength.
Most of the time, you use your legs to block and attack.
Seeing Tang Feng's leg coming up quickly, Hu Chi screamed in excitement, and his fists continued to accelerate.
Bang.
A dull voice sounded, and Tang Feng and Hu Chi groaned together and retreated involuntarily. However, Tang Feng was originally here to fight to stimulate his potential, so how could he give up easily? Forced to be steady
He kept his body, pointed the ground under his feet, and rushed towards Hu Chi.
Hu Chi didn't expect Tang Feng to be so desperate? When he noticed it, Tang Feng's legs were almost swept to his neck. Hu Chi hurriedly leaned back, then raised his arms to cover it, and at the same time he harshly
He kicked Tang Feng, hoping to get him back and win him a reaction time.
But how could Tang Feng make him happy? His hands seemed to have known that Hu Chi would have one hand, and he was already waiting halfway. He avoided Hu Chi's front kick from the front.
He exerted force on both sides of his calves, and with the power of his legs raised, he soared into the air.
The body was spinning 180 degrees in the air. Tang Feng's legs were like two heavy hammers, and they hit the arm blocked by Huzi. However, Tang Feng did not exert force this time, but his legs were not separated from each other.
He tapped on Hu Chi's arm and took advantage of the force to fall backwards.
Huh, Tang Feng opened his mouth and gasped gently, while Hu Chi was still standing in the place just now with her big mouth grinning, staring at Tang Feng tightly. The two of them stared at each other with big eyes for a long time.
Finally laughed out loud.
Tang Feng stepped forward and patted Hu Chi on the shoulder: "Okay, Hu Chi, you guy is getting more and more powerful now. What is the breaking of the Nine Fist here? I think at least I have to have the three successes of Uncle Fu.
force!"
"Hey, my brother is also very powerful, his legs are more flexible than mine. I can't catch you even if I want to!" Hu Chi smiled honestly, and the look of looking at Tang Feng was not only respect, but also respect.
Although Hu Chi learned the Nine Fist of Breaking Kill with Uncle Fu, there was no idea about skills in the boy's head here, and he still felt that strength was the most important. It just so happened that Tang Feng was no less than him in terms of strength.
, coupled with Tang Feng's special way of exerting force, even he couldn't handle it, so it was reasonable to impress Tang Feng.
"Haha, the leg technique of the God of Death has already shown everyone's atmosphere, and it can be a family of oneself!" Uncle Fu nodded with a smile and said softly.
"It's thanks to your old guidance and the tiger crazy people who keep practicing with me, which has given me a lot of understanding in actual combat!" Tang Feng said with a smile.
"Haha, if you didn't use the nine punches to deal with your needle rotation every day, how could he have made such great progress?" Fu Bo said with a laugh. Now he looked at the tiger
The crazy eyes were full of love. After all, there were successors to his unique skills, which was rare good news for Uncle Fu.
Tang Feng touched his nose awkwardly and said softly: "We are helping each other, helping each other."
While Kim Jong-yang and Xiao Maitreya were playing chess in the room, Nie Jianyuan suddenly made a report outside, and after getting permission, he pushed open the door and walked in. Kim Jong-yang didn't even raise his head and said lightly: "How is it?"
"Go back to the Grand Marshal, no one was found!" Nie Jianyuan whispered awkwardly: "Old Wu, who originally delivered food to us, was sick a week ago, so he recommended a newcomer to Xue San. The person here has already given us a gift.
It's been more than a week since the investigation, he was the only one who came to the backyard to deliver vegetables to the kitchen during the time when something happened to Xiaozi!”
"However, when we went to find Xue San, we found that he was gone. Now I have secretly noticed the movements of the Sijiu Gate and secretly inspected him, but I am afraid that I can't catch him depending on the situation!"
Jin Zhengyang's hand holding the chess piece stopped. He raised his head and glanced at Nie Jianyuan gently, looked at the chessboard again, and said lightly: "Where is Old Wu?"
"He has been brought, but, as far as I know, he doesn't seem to know about Xue San here. It was a month ago, when Lao Wu met Xue San on the road, he had broken his leg and was lying on the side of the road begging.
Old Wu kindly gave him a piece of cake. Xue San was so grateful that a few days later, Old Wu met a few little gangsters on the road and was rescued by Xue San. Old Wu said that Xue San was here to save him.
He was also broken by someone." Nie Jianyuan replied respectfully and honestly.
"Haha, what a bitter plan. How can Lao Wu see if he waits for honest people? Forget it, please send him back and find someone to show him!" Jin Zhengyang shook his head gently.
"Yes!" Nie Jianyuan nodded quickly to agree. Jin Zhengyang put down a chess piece. When he felt that he was still there, he couldn't help but raise his head and whisper: "Well, why haven't you left yet?"
"Oh, I have something to report. I just received the news that the young marshal seems to be back!" Nie Jianyuan glanced at Jin Zhengyang gently and said softly.
Kim Jong-yang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Maitreya Xiao, but he didn't know that Maitreya Xiao didn't look at him at all. He just put down the chess piece and said with a smile: "Dalong, haha, it's just delicious. I said Maitreya Jin, you
The chess power here has obviously declined!"
Kim Jong-yang couldn't help but smile bitterly, waved his hand and said, "Okay, I understand, you go down first!" After Nie Jianyuan went down, Kim Jong-yang was about to speak when laughing Maitreya suddenly said softly, "Don't worry, he is a smart person, know
What will you do? If I guess correctly, he will come to pay you a favor immediately! By the way, he will also look for the god of death!"
Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Maitreya finished speaking, a member of the black-clothed Maitreya guard walked into the room and whispered: "Report to the Grand Marshal, the Young Marshal is here!"
Kim Jong-yang and Xiao Maitreya looked at each other, then moved their eyes away and said softly: "Let him come in!"