Seeing Deng Zhuo and others disappear at the corner of the street, Zhao Xuanqi withdrew his gaze and walked towards home.
Crunch!!
Before he could approach the hut, he saw the door open and Zhao Qin walked out with a look of surprise.
She had been observing the movement outside the house, taking in the scene that just happened, and also understood what the gray martial arts uniform worn by Zhao Xuanqi meant.
"Did you pass the assessment?"
Zhao Qin looked left and right at the gray martial arts uniform worn by Zhao Xuanqi, unable to hide her joy.
With this martial arts uniform, the two of them finally established a foothold in Tianhai Mansion and would no longer allow others to bully them.
"How can this be false?"
Zhao Xuanqi said with a smile.
"Great! We must celebrate tonight..."
Zhao Qin said happily, and then suddenly remembered that the last savings of the two of them seemed to have been eaten up by Zhao Xuanqi, so she said with a somewhat embarrassed face: "But we have no money now, I'm afraid we can only make do with it."
"How can we make do? Of course we have to celebrate properly. You don't have to worry about the money. I will take care of it. But I have to go out at noon and may not be back until evening. Let's celebrate later."
"You still want to go out?"
"Yes, I just passed the exam today, and there are still some things to deal with."
"That's right."
"Sister, I'm a little hungry. Please process the remaining ingredients and make something to eat."
"Oh, I'll go right away."
After sending Zhao Qin to the small kitchen aside and watching the smoke rising from the kitchen, Zhao Xuanqi rummaged around the house and found a pair of iron scissors and the needle bag Zhao Qin used to mend clothes, and put them away.
stand up.
Then he took another set of black clothes, bundled the iron scissors and the needle bag with the clothes, tied them into knots, and threw them out of the window.
After Zhao Qin finished cooking the food and ate it all, he said goodbye to Zhao Qin. When she wasn't paying attention, he took the whetstone from the kitchen away and left the hut, picking it up and throwing it away.
Packages outside the window, walking towards the river.
When he came to the river, Zhao Xuanqi took out the iron scissors from the package, removed the screws, divided the scissors into two halves, and polished each half carefully on the whetstone to make both sides sharp and sharp.
It took about two hours for Zhao Xuanqi to finish polishing the iron shears. He looked at the shimmering blade and nodded slightly. After wrapping it up again, he went to the nearby kiln factory and bought some.
Carry a packet of lime powder with you.
After doing all this, he looked at the sky. It was only three or four o'clock in the afternoon. His stomach began to growl again. He took out his pocket and only took out a copper dollar and a few copper plates. He shook his head helplessly and looked for
Went to a roadside noodle shop and ordered a large bowl of wide noodles. After eating, we walked towards the southern suburbs port.
Hang Seng Warehouse is located two kilometers north of Xingnangang in the southern suburbs.
This warehouse is the property of the Sanshui Gang, and it is also the stronghold of Deng Zhuo and his group.
At this time, the warehouse was busy, with people coming and going. Zhao Xuanqi did not get too close. Instead, after changing into dark clothes, he climbed up a big tree near the warehouse, hiding himself in the dense canopy.
Observing the situation inside the warehouse through the gaps in the leaves.
In his previous life, he was able to kill important individual combat forces of many countries, sneak into secret bases many times, and escape many times during joint operations of multiple countries, all relying on more than just strong personal force.
The Hundred Beast Fist imitates the shape of a hundred beasts, hiding, dormant, and forbearing, which is the secret of wild beast hunting.
The Hundred Beasts Sect has been considered by many people in the Blue Star martial arts world to be an evil sect since ancient times. Because many of its disciples behave erratically, are cruel and violent, and go their own way, it has a bad reputation.
In fact, this is related to the practice of Hundred Beasts Boxing. This boxing method observes the shapes of hundreds of beasts, adapts to the nature of hundreds of beasts, and thinks about the intentions of hundreds of beasts, which often has a great impact on the practitioner's state of mind and personality.
Fierce! Vicious! Cruel! Bloody! Cruel!
All beasts live in the mountains and forests, and they follow the naked laws of the jungle. The weak eat the strong, and act according to instinct, without any mercy or morality.
Therefore, the Hundred Beasts Fist is the most ferocious murdering boxing method. Every move is used in every possible way, and it is full of blood and cruelty of natural selection.
In order to prevent his disciples from being dominated by animal nature while practicing boxing, the founder of the sect established the precept of "seven kills". All disciples must abide by this precept:
Those who commit adultery and violate laws can be killed!
Those who bully the weak can be killed!
Those who are unkind for the sake of wealth can be killed!
Those who commit evil acts may be killed!
Those who invade the country can be killed!
Those who treacherously can be killed!
Those who endanger life may be killed!
The rest cannot be killed!
However, even though the seven-kill commandment has been established, not everyone must abide by it, and this commandment is too free to be understood and can easily be distorted by personal understanding. Therefore, the Hundred Beasts Sect goes further and further down the evil path. Disciples
There are also fewer and fewer, and by the time of Zhao Xuanqi's generation, he is the only true successor.
Zhao Xuanqi's figure was hidden in the canopy of the trees. He saw Deng Zhuo's figure from the warehouse from a distance, and said to himself calmly: "The Sanshui Gang committed crimes and bullied the weak, so they can be killed!"
Deng Zhuo is a hidden danger. Even now that he has become an outside disciple of Xiaolin Martial Arts School, it is still difficult to guarantee that Deng Zhuo will not cause trouble for him secretly. After all, there is no possibility of resolving the hatred between the two parties.
Since it is a hidden danger, it should be eliminated as soon as possible. This is Zhao Xuanqi's consistent style.
He would never take revenge overnight if he could take revenge today.
Soon after, night fell, and drizzle began to fall in the sky. The flow of people coming and going gradually decreased, and most of the day laborers began to leave the warehouse one after another. When the flow of people basically stopped, Zhao Xuanqi confirmed that Deng Zhuo had not left, and then he turned over from the tree.
Next, I carefully sneaked around the warehouse twice to find out the basic situation.
Most of the porters had finished their work and left. There were five young and middle-aged workers around the warehouse, holding steel machetes. They seemed to be night patrol personnel arranged by Deng Zhuo to prevent anyone from stealing the goods in the warehouse. Deng Zhuo himself did not come out of the warehouse.
, the situation is temporarily unknown.
Zhao Xuanqi's expression was calm, and his body was curled up in the dark shadows in a special posture. His breathing was almost gentle to the extreme, and his heartbeat was so inaudible that it was almost possible for people to completely ignore his existence.
This is the result of strong skills and confidence.
In his previous life, Blue Star's technological level was several levels higher than this world's, but the heavily guarded secret base still could not stop his silent infiltration. Although his strength is now more than a hundred times weaker, the Hengsheng Warehouse in front of him, and
How can the foot labor involved be compared with the secret bases and special forces in previous lives?
"The era without surveillance is so wonderful..."
Zhao Xuanqi whispered, took out two sharp scissors from his arms, held them in his hands like daggers, climbed over the fence silently, sneaked into the warehouse, and locked on the first target.
This is a muscular man with dark skin, about 1.7 meters tall, wearing walking clothes, with a long iron rod wrapped around his waist. He is holding a pipe in his hand, and it seems that he is lighting up because of the drizzle in the sky.
There was no fire, so I hid under a shack where goods were stacked, leaning against the cargo box, using my hand to block the fire and light a cigarette.
What he didn't notice was that at this moment, a shadow came to his side silently.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice a flash of silver light out of the corner of his eye.
He seemed to realize something in an instant, turned his head suddenly, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to make a sound.