Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

Suozi nodded, strangely.

"How did you come."

Zhang Nian smiled and said.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried, there must be more than one of them here."

Suozi said with some annoyance.

"Indeed, if it weren't for the intervention of outsiders, I would have captured this child long ago."

Zhang Nian smiled noncommittal and said.

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's go back."

The three turned around and walked outside, Suozi frowned, staring at Zhang Nian intentionally or unintentionally.

Walking halfway, Zhang Nian said.

"Uncle Suozi, do you have anything to say?"

Lock nodded and said.

"Didn't you say you weren't coming? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Zhang Nian chuckled and said.

"Uncle Suozi, have you carefully watched that kid's skills? I suddenly remembered that when I was in the arena with Xiaocheng, this kid used everything to his advantage, and his moves were vicious and insidious, so he must not be open and aboveboard." Come here by yourself."

Suozi seemed to realize suddenly, and said while patting his thigh.

"Yes, yes, why didn't I think of that."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Nian suddenly felt something fly past the corner of his eyes.

He dodged to the side subconsciously, and with a bang, a dart stuck into the trunk behind him.

Zhang Nian lowered his voice and said.

"Uncle Suozi, Xiaoqi, be careful."

"Ah."

The father and son replied together.

All of a sudden, a creepy sound was heard around.

I saw hundreds of white rays of light lit up around.

Zhang Nian frowned, and with a whoosh, he hid behind a big tree next to him.

Suozi and his son followed suit, and after a burst of chaotic sounds, the surroundings became calm.

Zhang Nian slowly came out from behind the tree.

He stared straight at a bush in front of him, and said coldly.

"Everyone, come out."

After a while of noise, a few people came out from behind the tree.

Shuozi stood behind and cursed.

"What kind of skill is backstabbing and hurting people?"

"Whoever stabs someone in the back, didn't you attack first?"

The one in the lead was the long-haired boy, and the ones who came out one after another turned out to be the group of children.

Zhang Nian took a closer look and found that there were still about a dozen or so children in this group, but their current clothes had been completely unified into night clothes.

"Did you dare to come at this time, have you never thought about the situation where you can't leave?"

The long-haired boy sneered and took out a dagger from his hand to play with.

Suozi frowned, and smiled wryly.

"Xiao Nian, you really hit the spot. If it wasn't for you, my father and son would definitely be here tonight."

"Don't say it's the three of you, even if there are three more, you will stay here. Do you think you can leave?"

The long-haired boy stared at the three people and said.

"I know you are ranked number one in the Wanhua Book, but what can I do?"

After listening to him, Shuo Zi raised his head and stared at him in disbelief.

"Isn't it strange how I would know?"

The long-haired boy said proudly.

At this time, Zhang Nian who had been silent by the side suddenly said.

"It's fine if you don't say it. If you say it, I have some impressions. I remember that there is a special record on the Wanhua Book. No. 80 is a team called Bad Boys. Since you dare to say it is a team, Definitely more than one person."

"what?"

There was a look of surprise in the long-haired boy's eyes.

He looked Zhang Nian up and down, and at this moment that haughty attitude had been put away.

"I've read the book of thousands of flowers several times, and there are countless people in it, but I don't know where you are?"

Zhang Nian smiled and said.

"Me? I'm not on the Wanhua book."

Hearing this, the long-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief and sneered.

"In this case, you choose a way to die."

Zhang Nian glanced at the lock and said.

"Uncle Suozi, take Xiao Qi away, I will deal with these few here."

"This"

Suozi looked at Zhang Nian, then at Xiao Qi, and in the end rationality prevailed, nodded, turned and left.

The long-haired boy chuckled and said.

"Speak wild words, don't look down on people! Get on me and catch all three of them."

As soon as the words were finished, I saw the children standing behind, their skills were not at all like when they were fighting with Xiaocheng before.

With a whoosh, a figure rushed out.

However, before they passed the tree next to Zhang Nian, Zhang Nian was already blocking their eyes.

The speed is so fast that it has surpassed all of them.

"This, how is this possible."

The long-haired boy could not believe it when he saw everything in front of him.

At this time, the people in front had already fought against Zhang Nian.

But in just a few seconds, those few had already been knocked to the ground.

The long-haired boy stared at Zhang Nian coldly. Although the night was dark, Zhang Nian could clearly see that his body was shaking slightly.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhang Nian asked.

The long-haired boy came back to his senses and retorted sharply.

"I didn't! What am I afraid of!"

"Yeah, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Then why are you shaking?"

The long-haired boy's movements stopped abruptly.

"I, I didn't"

But his voice was obviously lowered a lot.

When Zhang Nian looked at it again, his movements had become much lighter.

He frowned, smiled, turned and walked outside.

After walking a few steps, I only heard the boy behind shouting.

"wait!"

"Is something wrong?"

Zhang Nian stopped and looked back at him.

The long-haired boy said coldly.

"You, where are you ranked? In my impression, there seems to be no one like you."

Zhang Nian wanted to tell the truth, but he frowned, thought about it, and said.

"There are more than 3 people in this book of thousands of flowers, and you may not remember all of them."

"I don't remember 100, but I still know about the first [-] or so. I haven't seen you, absolutely never."

Zhang Nian chuckled, said nothing, turned and left.

Despite the long-haired kid next to him yelling, Zhang Nian didn't look back.

When Zhang Nian came back from the Bipolar Martial Arts Gym, he was surprised to find that all the lights in the room were turned off.

Everyone didn't know where they went.

He opened the door with the key, and it was empty.

Just strangely, I heard a small voice coming from the side.

"Who?"

Zhang Nian turned around and looked towards the training area.

"Master, it's me."

A small figure came out from the side.

"Xiaocheng? When did you come back?"

"This afternoon."

Xiaocheng walked out from inside with one arm hanging.