Early in the morning, bursts of screams and dissatisfied scoldings came from the villa.
"You don't have the strength to hit anyone, but you still have the nerve to say that you are a warrior?"
In the martial arts training room underneath the villa, Wang Jin was conducting a special training session for Wang Yuan.
The special training had only been going on for half an hour when Wang Yuan said he couldn't stand it anymore.
In order to train Wang Yuan's reaction ability, Wang Jin asked Wang Yuan to punch himself. As long as he could hit himself once, he would be considered qualified. Training
At the beginning, Wang Yuan refused.
What kind of challenge is this?
During this period of time, I ate the Marrow Cleansing Pill like jelly beans, and coupled with the set of boxing techniques taught to me by my elder brother, my blood value has exceeded the 1.0 mark, and I have officially become a true first-level warrior.
He was confident that even if his brother was the top scorer in this year's college entrance examination, the underground martial arts training room was not spacious. In addition, he was a serious first-level martial artist, and he only hit his brother with one punch.
, what’s so difficult about this?
So he originally refused, feeling that such so-called special training was a complete waste of time.
"If you can complete this special training, I will give you one million pocket money."
However, when Wang Jin added such a sentence, Wang Yuan, who originally dismissed the so-called special training and was about to go upstairs to sleep, rushed to Wang Jin as if he had been given blood.
Said it sternly.
"Isn't it just a special training? I accepted it. Let me make it clear first. I'm not doing it for money. The main reason is that you are too arrogant, brother. I want to extinguish your arrogance. Brother, don't think that you are a
The top scorer in the college entrance examination will be invincible, but he just hit you, doesn’t that mean he has the right hand?"
At the beginning, Wang Yuan was still full of confidence.
I feel that this so-called special training is really simple, but I am too confident and arrogant.
Isn’t this just a rush to give yourself money?
However, half an hour later, he realized how naive and ridiculous his original idea was.
In this small martial arts room, Wang Yuan punched countless times. Every time he was about to touch his brother, the opponent disappeared in front of him.
Not to mention hitting him with a punch, it would be extremely difficult to even brush against him.
The key is that the old man can still dodge while constantly mocking him.
"Is that okay? Just these two moments? I can ask Grandma Wang next door to do it more efficiently than you can."
"That's it? That's it?"
Wang Yuan, who was originally angry at the game because he kept failing to hit Wang Jin, was cured of his low blood pressure in an instant under Wang Jin's ridicule. His anger level soared, and each punch was harder and harder than the last.
Fast punch.
It cannot be said that there is no effect.
At least on such a hot day, Wang Jin can always enjoy the cool breeze without turning on the fan.
So, half an hour later, human flesh electric fan Wang Yuan finally lay on the ground panting like a dead dog and stopped.
"Are you...are you a monster?"
He was sweating profusely and looked at Wang Jin who was calm and composed with a complicated expression. The latter was holding a glass of ice water in his hand and was drinking it leisurely.
During the violent attack and dodge just now, not a single drop of the glass of ice water in his hand spilled out.
"Do you understand the value of being the top scorer in martial arts in the college entrance examination..."
Wang Jin sat casually on a chair and tilted his head back.
Wang Yuan was convinced by the training this time. After finally regaining his composure, he refused to accept the special training.
Even if Wang Jin increases the bonus to two million, it won't work.
Coming up from the martial arts room, I heard someone knocking on the door.
"Brother Wang Jin, are you at home? I have some questions about spiritual practice that I would like to ask you."
There was a whispering voice at the door.
Wang Jin knew who was standing at the door and making this sound without having to use his consciousness.
It was Gong Qing who helped him move a few days ago.
After climbing the ladder that day, Gong Qing ran to Wang Jin when she had something to do.
Every time, she would either say that she had problems with her practice and wanted Wang Jin to guide her, or she would say that her posture in a certain physical technique was not standard, and she would like Wang Jin to teach her how to correct the posture of the physical technique step by step.
At the beginning, Wang Jin believed it, and for the sake of being neighbors, he helped her with guidance a few times.
Only later did Wang Jin realize that she was not here to teach martial arts at all.
Is she coveting her martial arts guidance? She is clearly coveting her own body.
She is mean!
So in the past two days, when Gong Qing came to visit again in the name of giving guidance on martial arts practice, Wang Jin chose to stay behind closed doors.
Hearing the whispering sound coming from the door, Wang Yuan smiled like a man, and looked at Wang Jin smiling obscenely.
I was only half laughing when I got kicked in the butt.
"Just laugh your ass off, open the door, and tell her I'm not home."
Wang Jin ordered angrily.
"Just go, no matter how bad it is."
Wang Yuan rubbed his butt, muttered, and stepped forward to open the door.
"Gong Qing is not bad looking and has a good figure, but for being so wishful thinking towards you, you are quite heartless..."
His muttering voice made Wang Jin glare, and he raised his foot to kick him. Wang Yuan was so scared that he quickly ran away.
"Isn't Wang Jin at home again?"
Seeing that it was Wang Yuan who opened the door, Gong Qing had a look of obvious disappointment on her face.
"Brother is going to be interviewed again. I don't know when he will come back."
Wang Yuan has become very good at making up lies in the past two days. At this time, he told lies with a red face and deceived Gong Qing into walking away in just a few strokes.
"Where are my parents? Why haven't they been seen in the past two days?"
The villa was empty except for Wang Yuan and Wang Jin. Cui Xiu and Wang Wei had gone out early in the morning and didn't know what they were doing.
"Oh, mom and dad went to a church over there on Chunyang Road."
Wang Yuan replied while walking towards the bathroom.
He had just been given a special training by Wang Jin. He was sweating a lot and wanted to wash it off a little.
"church?"
Wang Jin frowned: "When did there be a church on Chunyang Road? Why didn't I know?"
"It's a church that was just established recently. It has a very special name. What's it called... Oh yes, it's called Lake Church. It seems to be a new church. The priest inside is preaching in our Yuancheng city. It's said to be a new church.
Members, go to pray every day, and each person will receive a subsidy of 500 yuan..."
"Lake Cult?"
Wang Jin's brows furrowed even deeper.
It seemed to him that he had heard the name of this church somewhere.
But at first glance, I can't find the root cause at all.
But he always felt something was wrong, so he decided to go to that church to have a look.
…
Chunyang Road is one of the busiest streets in Yuancheng City, and most of the shops on this street are mainly for luxury goods.
The Nalek Church is located at the corner of a crossroads.
Standing in front of the Gothic-style building, Wang Jin looked up at the building that had just been built in front of him. Under the blazing sunlight, a shadow fell on Wang Jin.
For some reason, Wang Jin always had a strange feeling in his heart while standing in front of this church.
He felt as if he was standing in front of a cemetery, but he couldn't feel the slightest sacred atmosphere in this church.
He released his spiritual consciousness and enveloped the entire church building.
After a while, the consciousness slowly withdrew.
"Strange... there is nothing abnormal, why do you give me this feeling?"
He muttered to himself doubtfully.
With his powerful perception that he is about to enter the middle stage of the Qi Sea, nothing in this church can escape his perception.
Just now his consciousness was released, and he had a panoramic view of the entire church.
The black-robed priest smiling kindly on the high platform, and the rows of uncles and aunts sitting under the high platform...
Nothing unusual.
The pastor is a living middle-aged man, and his aura is very pure, without any strangeness.
The uncles and aunts below are all very normal. The pastor above is giving a sermon, and they are discussing which supermarket to go to to grab discounted products.
Everything is perfectly normal.
"Is it just my misunderstanding?"
Such doubts arose in Wang Jin's heart.
Everything in this church, whether it is people or things, is extremely normal.
But why did he feel like that just now? As if he was in a cemetery?
Is it because this church was just built not long ago?
He slowly raised his feet and walked into the church.
The inside of the church is wider than it looks from the outside.
The entire church has a dark tone. Rows of black-painted solid wood seats are filled with uncles and aunts. On the high platform in front of them is a middle-aged man wearing a priest's robe. His appearance is obviously Western.
Characteristics: thick eyebrows, some wrinkles on the face, high nose bridge, and light blue eyes, very beautiful.
He has a beautiful moustache on his chin. He smiles and talks eloquently on the high platform. His smile is so friendly that people can't help but listen carefully to his words.
The moment Wang Jin walked into the church, he felt an indescribable coolness.
It's like going from hot summer to cool autumn all of a sudden.
He scanned the whole place and didn't see any equipment similar to air conditioning.
Mr. and Mrs. Wang Wei, who were sitting on the prayer chair, had become familiar with the elders and aunties in the church who also came to take advantage of them in the past two days. They were whispering to each other. When they saw Wang Jin coming in, they were a little surprised at first, and then waved to Wang Jin:
"Xiao Jin, this way."
Wang Jin walked to the two of them and sat down. Cui Xiu pulled Wang Jin and proudly introduced to the uncles and aunts around him: "This is my son, this year's national college entrance examination martial arts champion!"
"Oh, it's true. I saw it on TV. He is much more handsome in real life than on TV!"
"You are such a talented young man, Lao Wang, you two are so lucky..."
Amidst the compliments of the uncles and aunts, Wang Jin just said a few words out of politeness. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He looked up and met the pastor's light blue eyes.