Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

"This kid is finished. Vice President Zhu's Tai Chi has already been mastered, and one punch will break a person's bones and tendons."

"Hey, why does a good young man have to offend Young Master Huang? Vice President Zhu has to vent his anger on him in order to curry favor with President Huang!"

"Shh, keep your voice down so Vice President Zhu can hear you, do you still want to live?"

Chu Fan looked at the oncoming fist, and he didn't dodge or dodge. He opened his palm to meet him, and held the middle-aged man's fist in his palm.

"You..." The middle-aged man's eyes showed horror, and he felt a strong force coming from him. It was as if his fist was bound by an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free at all.

Snapped!
A loud slap shocked everyone.

The middle-aged man froze in place covering his swollen face.

"Shoot without asking why, it's time to hit!" Chu Fan said coldly, and threw the middle-aged man out.

"I'll kill you!" The middle-aged man who was let go of his fist had obviously never been insulted like this before, and he was already furious, striding forward waving his arms.

"Looking for death!" Chu Fan snorted coldly, and was about to make a move.

A figure quickly jumped out from behind him, grabbed Vice President Zhu who was rushing forward, and threw him out.

"President!"

"uncle!"

The onlookers exclaimed.

Chu Fan looked at Huang Zhankui who suddenly jumped out, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes.

He murmured: "It's not easy to fall off Vice President Zhu just now. It seems that Huang Zhankui's skill is not as bad as his performance!"

"President, this kid..." The middle-aged man struggled to stand up and pointed at Chu Fangang to curse.

Snapped!
Another loud mouth.

The middle-aged man covered his face and stood there blankly, looked at Huang Zhankui and asked stupidly, "Why?"

"He is the god of war in white." Huang Zhankui said a few words lightly with his hands behind his back, shocking all the people around him on the spot.

"White-clothed God of War, it turned out to be a white-clothed God of War, and he actually came to our association in person?"

"The god of war in white is indeed unparalleled in combat power, and the vice president is not an all-in-one enemy."

"White God of War is so young, I really want to ask him for an autograph, what should I do?"

Huang Zhankui ignored everyone's whispers, trotted to Chu Fan's side, and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, little brother, the people under my command are ineffective, I made you laugh."

Chu Fan waved his hand, "It's okay, President Huang has a lot of things to do every day, and it's normal for him to have a few scum under his command."

Huang Zhankui smiled awkwardly, "I don't know what is the important thing for the little brother to come to the door. If it is within the scope of Huang's ability, it will be like a dog's work."

"President Huang, you are being polite, can you take a step to speak?" He stretched out his hand without slapping the smiling face, not to mention the fact that the matter of the Guoshu Museum was of great importance, so Chu Fan decided to talk to Huang Zhankui alone.

"Little brother, please follow me!" Huang Zhankui is also a person who is good at observing words and expressions, and led Chu Fan to his office.

"Brother, if you have something to say, just tell me. The sound insulation here is very good, and people from outside will not easily come in." Huang Zhankui asked after waiting for Chu Fan to take his seat.

"President Huang, I'll get straight to the point. I'm here to ask what are the existing martial arts forces in Donghai City?" Chu Fan was not polite, and directly made his future clear.

Huang Zhankui took a deep look at Chu Fan, "Little brother, things in the martial arts world are very complicated. There are many ancient families who live in seclusion in the mountains. I can't grasp all of them."

Chu Fan nodded knowingly, the state of martial arts is so small, there are indeed many capable people living in seclusion in the mountains, otherwise it would not be possible for a small boxing champion to speak nonsense on the ring.

Looking at Chu Fan's slightly disappointed eyes, Huang Zhankui hesitated and then said: "However, there is a place that should be able to solve the little brother's question, and the little brother can go and try."

"Is there such a place?" Chu Fan looked at Huang Zhankui in a little surprise, "President Huang, please enlighten me."

Huang Zhankui waved his hand, "I don't dare to teach you, my little brother is a fan of the authorities. In fact, everyone knows this place, which is the National Shield Bureau."

Chu Fan suddenly realized.

The National Shield Bureau is in charge of the security of the Yan Kingdom, and the basic forces must have archives. I originally planned to find Yan Wushuang. It seems that the two problems can be solved together.

"Thank you, President Huang, for your enlightenment, then I'll take my leave first." Chu Fan always acted swiftly and resolutely, he stood up and left as soon as he spoke.

Naturally, Huang Zhankui didn't dare to stop him, and sent him to the door respectfully.

After watching Chu Fan walk away, Vice President Zhu walked behind Huang Zhankui, covering his swollen cheeks, "President, I..."

"Needless to say, he won't hold grudges against you, and you are not worthy to remain in his memory." Huang Zhankui turned and left without even looking at Vice President Zhu.

Vice President Zhu stood where he was half paid, the hatred in his eyes gradually became stronger, revealing a vicious light, he stomped his feet fiercely, turned and walked out.

Chu Fan did not go directly to Yan Wushuang, but returned to the dilapidated warehouse on his flying donkey, and bought a box of big white monkey toffee for Chu Chu along the way.

"Are you back?" As soon as he entered the warehouse, a familiar voice sounded, Xia Mo was wearing a purple dress, standing by the door with a sweet smile.

"Why are you here?" Chu Fan looked inside, the old hunchback was meditating alone, the strong man was still lying on the ground, and Chu Chu was sitting not far away, playing with the red backpack, when he heard Chu Fan's voice, he raised his head to this side Take a look.

"I have something to tell you, let's go out for a walk?" Xia Mo's tone today was extraordinarily gentle, her brows and eyes were full of charming charm, Chu Fan was slightly taken aback.

"Let's go!" Before Chu Fan could react, Xia Mo pulled Chu Fan past him and walked outside.

Chu Fan had no choice but to signal to Chu Chu that he would come back later, don't worry, he followed and walked outside.

The dilapidated old streets were rough, the two walked side by side, but Xia Mo stopped talking, and the unique girly fragrance came in bursts, making Chu Fan rub his nose unconsciously.

Seeing that he was about to reach the remote alley where Chu Fan and Xia Mo met for the first time, Xia Mo slowed down and seemed to be talking to himself: "Do you know, you were really annoying at that time, I and Xia Mo Broken air-conditioning box, you actually chose the latter."

He smiled again as he spoke, "But you were really handsome back then, and you defeated a bunch of bad guys who hijacked me so neatly."

"At first, I thought our fate was like this, but you stood in front of me again in the dog market. In just two days, you saved me twice."

Chu Fan just listened quietly and walked slowly forward with Xia Mo.

Xia Mo looked at the wood-like Chu Fan, and angrily kicked the scattered stones with his delicate feet.

"Hey!" With a cry of pain, Xia Mo's foot accidentally kicked a huge rock, and his face turned pale instantly from the pain.

"How are you, are you okay?" Chu Fan hurriedly helped Xia Mo to sit down, and knelt down to check.

Before he took off his shoes, Xia Mo's delicate little feet could clearly be seen to be swollen.

"You can't take it off hard, it will hurt your feet. I'll carry you back to the warehouse and cut the shoes with scissors." Chu Fan saw that Xia Mo's bulging little feet stretched the shoes tightly, so he knew that this was the only way to go. .

"No, I haven't finished yet!" Xia Mo stubbornly rejected Chu Fan's proposal, and sat on the ground enduring the pain.

"Then talk while walking!" Chu Fan couldn't help but pick up Xia Mo and carried him on his back, striding towards the way he came.

"Hee hee, you are always so domineering, like this in the boxing ring, like this in the dog market, and you are still like this now!" Xia Mo laughed out of anger, and lay on Chu Fan's back obediently like a kitten.

"The martial arts you play are really cool. I used to think that boxing would have a feeling of passion and power. I didn't expect that martial arts would also make people's blood spurt."

Chu Fan lowered his head and just strode forward without any response.

An angry Xia Mo stretched out her hand and pinched Chu Fan's waist.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Chu Fan gasped as he felt the pain coming from his waist, and asked angrily.

"Did you listen to me seriously?" Xia Mo arched her body and pressed Chu Fan's back hard, making him unable to walk steadily with her back.

Chu Fan turned over and helped Xia Mo down, "Don't mess around, your feet will be very difficult to deal with after a long time."

"I'm leaving!" Xia Mo looked at Chu Fan fixedly, with a slightly lonely expression, "I'm back in the capital, and I won't be back in a short time."

"Oh, I see!" Chu Fan suddenly felt a little irritable for no reason, "Let's go to treat the injury first."

Xia Mo angrily pushed Chu Fan's hand away, took out a small box from his bosom and stuffed it into Chu Fan's hand, "I'll only wait for you for three years, if you don't come to the capital to find me within three years, I will Just marry someone else."

"Take this as a souvenir from you, I'll take it!" Xia Mo took the big white monkey toffee that Chu Fan just bought at some point, and shook it twice in her hand triumphantly.

Then he took a deep look at Chu Fan, put his fingers in his mouth and whistled.

After a while, a woman in black ran into the alley, walked up to Xia Mo and whispered, "Shall we go now, Miss?"

"Well, my foot is sprained, please leave behind my back!" Xia Mo said softly, but never took her eyes off Chu Fan.

The woman in black agreed, and squatted down in front of Xia Mo, until Xia Mo slowly climbed up her back, then got up and walked slowly out of the alley.

Chu Fan tightly held the small box that Xia Mo had stuffed in, stood there for a long time, and opened the box with a wry smile. Inside was the car key of the Lamborghini Poison.