Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Zhang Nian's ears perked up, and he judged that this person must be a martial arts practitioner.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and rushed forward.

Just as he rushed to the second floor, suddenly, a ray of light lit up instantly.

This light directly caused Zhang Nian to fall into temporary blindness.

In a trance, I only felt a few fists hit my face.

Zhang Nian held his breath and concentrated, tied his horse's gait, and clasped the handicap with both hands, only to hear a few crisp sounds.

There were screams all around.

At this time, I opened my eyes, and everything around me became clearer.

"Damn, big brother, why are you?"

The one lying on the ground closest to Zhang Nian was Xu Hui.

He was wearing pajamas, followed by a group of people, who had already been knocked to the ground by Zhang Nian.

Zhang Nian was also taken aback for a moment, and said.

"You didn't sleep most of the night, why did you come here? Besides, can you go up to the second floor?"

Xu Hui smiled awkwardly and said.

"Didn't I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and heard the movement outside, so I went back and yelled at my brothers, who knew it was you, but you didn't turn on the lights?"

Zhang Nian didn't have much time to discuss this with Xu Hui, he looked around and asked.

"Did you find anyone else?"

Xu Hui was taken aback for a moment, knowing that something was wrong, he shook his head lightly.

Zhang Nian sighed and said.

"Okay, forget it, it's midnight, what are you guys doing here, go back to sleep."

Xu Hui nodded, waved to the people behind, and everyone followed Xu Hui and turned off the lights and walked down.

Just when they were about to go down the stairs, Zhang Nian suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He suddenly turned around and roared at Xu Hui.

"stop!"

Everyone didn't know why, so they hurriedly stopped.

But at this time, just as Zhang Nian said the next sentence, a figure standing at the end of the Xuhui gang suddenly flashed and ran towards the corridor next to him.

"Damn, there really is a thief! Catch him!"

Xu Hui roared, and chased after him.

Zhang Nian snorted coldly, and chased after him from the other side.

The heavy rain at night made the entire search and arrest operation somewhat difficult.

Zhang Nian stood alone at another exit of the building.

He hid himself in the darkness behind the door, held his breath, and stared at the direction of the corridor.

After a burst of noise, finally, a figure hurriedly ran in front of his eyes.

But this person didn't notice Zhang Nian at all.

Vaguely, he could only hear him panting heavily and talking to himself.

"Hehe, the little one still wants to chase me, why is my nickname Flying Dragon for nothing?"

With that said, he turned around and opened the door.

The moment his hand was on the doorknob.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the darkness beside him, and pinched directly on his wrist.

The man in black was taken aback, shook his hand violently, and was about to turn around.

With a snap, the other hand was already pinching his throat.

The man in black reacted extremely quickly and stepped back abruptly.

But he didn't expect that this person seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and pushed him directly against the wall with all his strength.

With a bang, the back of the man in black's head hit the wall behind him.

A sense of dizziness directly made him lose his ability to resist.

Zhang Nian held him down and said in a cold voice.

"Now, you can tell me what it is for."

"Heh, heh, he is indeed the president of the Qingyun City Martial Arts Association, and he still has a lot of talent."

The man in black smiled wryly.

At this time, only the sound of footsteps rumbled from the side.

While Xu Hui and the others were shouting, they had already rushed over from the other side.

Turning on the light, Zhang Nian could clearly see the man's appearance.

Not to mention the thin body, the two eyes are really sneaky.

The most important thing is that this man has long hair and two beards at the corners of his mouth.

It looks like there are fleas in the Water Margin.

"Okay, so it's you bastard, what are you doing here in the middle of the night!"

As Xu Hui said, he was about to make a move when he went up.

Zhang Nian glared at him and said.

"The matter hasn't been clarified yet, what are you shouting here?"

Xu Hui was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly, and said.

"Aren't I a little anxious, you can ask brother."

Zhang Nian looked at the man in black.

Unexpectedly, although the man in black said he was caught, he still stared at everyone with a proud face.

"To be honest, Zheng Feitian, the Flying Dragon in Xiawanhua Market, came here today to borrow something."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what this Flying Dragon, who had never met them before and had nothing to do with them, would borrow from them.

At this moment Zhang Nian raised his head and found that Feilong was staring at him.

"Then tell me, what do you want to borrow?"

Feilong chuckled, suddenly his face darkened, and said.

"Borrow your head!"

Before the words fell, there was a flash of cold light, and a dagger swished towards Zhang Nian's neck.

Zhang Nian reacted quickly, and when he turned around, the dagger hit empty.

Before Zhang Nian could make a move, Xu Hui and the others beside him rushed forward, punching and kicking.

When they stopped, the flying dragon on the ground had already turned into a half-dead dragon.

Zhang Nian sighed and said coldly.

"Whoever sent you here, if you say that there is a grievance and a debtor, I won't blame you."

Feilong panted heavily.

"This, you don't care about this, who are you, Zhang Nian, you really think of yourself as a character."

He looked down at the flying dragon.

From the look in his eyes, Zhang Nian knew that this kid wouldn't even say anything if he was killed.

Maybe it's because the timing didn't come, he nodded and said to Xu Hui and the others.

"Catch it first. If you can't ask anything by tomorrow, you can send it directly to the official."

Xu Hui nodded, led the crowd to escort the flying dragon, and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

When Zhang Nian came out of the martial arts association building, he already had an umbrella in his hand.

He held an umbrella and walked towards the martial arts hall.

The road is still brightly lit.

But under the cover of the rain, all the rays of light were turned into strands, which looked strange and mysterious.

Zhang Nian walked alone in the heavy rain.

The rain splashed on the umbrella.

There was no one on the street, but from time to time, a taxi slowed down and honked wildly at Zhang Nian.

But Zhang Nian didn't think back, he kept thinking about what this so-called flying dragon was doing from Wanhua Market.

After walking for a few minutes, he returned to the martial arts hall.

At this time in the martial arts hall, the headlights had been turned on, and Tang Yun and Tang Shan were sitting inside with anxious faces.

Seeing Zhang Nian coming back, Tang Yun rushed to the door.