cross the interceptor

Chapter 42
In Zhengzhou City, in a restaurant on the side of a bustling street, Song Yicheng with a depressed expression was randomly picking the rice in the bowl in front of him, while watching the people coming and going on the street through the glass of the restaurant window There are all kinds of beautiful women, while thinking about their own thoughts.

To be honest, Song Yicheng didn't know what to do next, whether he gritted his teeth and endured the painful life of eating anything for three years, or calmed down and tried to find a way to find the target of this mission, the beggar gang who came through time. Gang leader Hong Qigong.

Brother is the embodiment of justice, the representative of righteousness, and the example of chivalry. Brother is the party of justice, okay?Why is it that now I feel more and more like a murderous maniac who uses all means for the purpose, regardless of right and wrong, and ignores righteousness and evil?
It has been more than a day since we arrived in Zhengzhou. Song Yicheng has done nothing. He has been stupid here for a whole day. Hong Qigong, isn't that a good person?Why do good people make things difficult for good people?I asked the system countless times in my mind to get a clear answer, but unfortunately the system seemed to be missing this time, there was no movement at all, and it didn't respond to my question at all.

After these few days of practice, Song Yicheng has been able to easily destroy the three innate qi stored in the dantian in his body, and is very satisfied with the attack power of these three innate qi. In his hand, even if this Hong Qigong has reached the state of Dzogchen as a first-class master, he can easily kill him if he wants to, but Song Yicheng can't pass the threshold of conscience, so this guy He would not do anything, and spent more than a day in this hotel, thinking blankly whether what he did was right or wrong.

"Master, it's great. I finally found you. I knew that Master will not die. Master, disciple Mao Xiaogang, please pay respects to Master and ask Master to accept me as an apprentice. As an apprentice, I will definitely study hard and make progress every day. Justice, eliminating harm for the people, protecting human beings, saving the world... Master will rule the rivers and lakes for generations to come, and the sun rises in the east, but I am the only one who is invincible, Master, please accept me as a disciple... ".

Under Song Yicheng's stunned gaze, a chubby little man with a short stature, a round face, small eyes, and a pair of protruding ears ran over like the wind, and fell to his knees with a plop. In front of Song Yicheng, he stood there with a face of sincerity like a machine gun, and said dozens of irrelevant words in one breath. He knocked to the ground with a thump, this child really knocked, look at the nine bangs, the brows of this child were all blue, and there seemed to be some traces of blood in the air.

Whose brat is this, why is he playing tricks in front of my brother, this chubby is not sick, listen to what they are saying, even the sun rises in the east, only I am invincible, what is this brother Did you give this to the eunuch before you did the bad thing?Is this a fool who reads too many online novels? This is a disease that needs to be cured!

But curiosity is nothing but curiosity. Song Yicheng could tell the fat man's purpose from the other party's actions and words. He wants to worship himself as a teacher?Why does he want to worship me as a teacher?

"Master, you can accept me. You don't need to guess. I already know your identity. You are the silk stocking who went crazy on the Internet...uh...".

Before the little fat man could finish speaking, Song Yicheng strode up and quickly covered the opponent's mouth, my God, as expected, this little fat man actually knew his identity, this is terrible, he is going to be killed The country was caught as a guinea pig and sliced ​​for research!No, brother is definitely not a guinea pig.

"Little fat man, I can let go, but you can't yell at me anymore. If you agree, just blink your eyes..."

Song Yicheng saw the other party blinked several times in a row, and then let go of the palm covering the other party's mouth, his heart was finally half-relaxed.

"Master, it's not convenient to talk here. Please come with me, my apprentice. Let's find a secluded place to talk..."

Although Song Yicheng was at a loss, he still followed the advice of the other party. He stopped eating, checked out, and went out. He followed this little fat guy's Land Rover until he arrived at the door of a luxuriously decorated five-star hotel. forward.

After quickly parking his Land Rover in the parking lot in front, the little fat man quickly ran to Song Yicheng's Q7, and eagerly helped him open the car door with a respectful look.

"Is this the secluded place you mentioned? This is obviously a hotel full of people, okay..."?
"Master, don't worry, this hotel is the property of your apprentice and my family. It is very convenient here. I asked them to find a safe room. The two of us, master and apprentice, have a good chat about life and ideals, so that the apprentice and I Let me tell you how much I admire you..."

Seeing the other party's ambiguous words, and then looking at the nympho-like expression of the little fat man, Song Yicheng Mo Ming felt his own chrysanthemum tighten. Damn, this little fat man is not gay, even if he is killed. I won't accept a pervert as an apprentice.

"Master, this is the best presidential suite in our hotel. I dragged you here just before eating. To make up for you, Master, I have ordered our head chef to cook a meal for you. A big table meal will be delivered in a while, Master, I have found you, you don’t know, since I saw your brave and fearless figure on the Internet, I can’t even think of it in my dreams. It is your incomparably tall figure, domineering, really too domineering, a man should run amok in the world with a gun, master, please accept me, I will give it to you... ".

"Wait a minute, Mao Xiaogang, can you first tell me how you discovered my true identity..."?
Before the little fat man finished speaking, Song Yicheng hastily interrupted the other party's words. This is not a joke. Such an incomprehensible little fat man can find out his true identity. The staff might have been stuck at his door waiting to check the water meter. This is not acceptable. If he doesn't find out how he found out his true identity, Song Yicheng's heart hanging in the air can't let go of anything.

"Don't worry, Master, no one will be able to discover your identity. The reason why the disciple can recognize you is because Master, the old man, stole the use of our steel forging, no, it was borrowing, borrowing our steel to practice I was unintentionally photographed by the camera on the construction site, but please rest assured, master, the video on the construction site has been completely deleted by me, please rest assured, master, no one can see it except me That video was..."

"There are rumors on the Internet that you, Master, are dead. Only I know that with your identity and ability, Master, it is absolutely impossible to die. Your old man is a martial arts master guessed by those people on the Internet. Your old man is one of those people in the legend. That’s right, a cultivator flying to the sky and escaping from the ground. That day I accompanied my dad to inspect the construction site. Dad and the others held a work meeting on site. When I had nothing to do, I turned on the surveillance video on the construction site to pass the time. The disciple was shocked by the scene of your master refining the weapon, which shocked the world... ".

"Master, when you refined that big spear, the method you used should be the legendary method of refining the weapon of those cultivators, isn't that the method of heart refining in the legend? There is no flame, There is no utensil tripod, it is made with the heart, and all things are refined with the heart, um, master, it must be like this?"
The little fat man was cheering and talking non-stop, the big secret, this involves the super secret of immortality and Taoism, as long as the master accepts him, he will be the legendary cultivator in the future!The little fat man's face was flushed red, his eyes glowed with a miserable green light of extreme desire, he stared at Song Yicheng's mouth, hoping to get what he wanted from the other party's mouth.

"What kind of cultivator, Xinlian, where did you get all these messy things, that, are you sure, no one else sees my image except you?"
After hearing the little fat man's explanation, Song Yicheng finally felt relieved, good guy, it turned out that it was caused by brother's negligence when he first debuted, it's okay, it's okay, only this little fat man saw it, as long as he can get rid of this Mao Xiaogang , then this matter can be solved satisfactorily.

"There are a lot of fairy-tale novels about cultivating and refining weapons on Qidian Novels. Is there anything you want? Damn, no way, master, don't look at me like that, can you? If you want to kill someone, don’t worry, master, I swear to God, as long as you accept me as a disciple, master, I promise that this matter will not be revealed until death, master, you can put 1 hearts on it... ".

The little fat man was in a good mood, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. When he looked up, he saw Song Yicheng's malicious eyes. He quickly stepped back a few steps, then turned his head, and expressed his vows to Song Yicheng Your own loyalty and sincerity.

"What killing to silence, brother, why would you do such a shameless thing, get up, and accept you, from now on, you Mao Xiaogang is my disciple of the supreme lineage of the supreme demon, enter my demon gate, no disaster will happen Resentment, no regrets in a hundred deaths, that, you will be a devil for a day, and you will be a devil for the rest of your life. Since you have the heart to enter my line of magic practice, I will accept you as an entry-level, and pass on your supreme magic skills, the most evil Dafa... ".

Hehe, let's be a teacher, you continue to be a teacher, I don't believe it, you, a little fat man with a strong sense of justice, will choose to worship such a villain who is not a good thing. School, hehe, I'm really very smart, Song Yicheng looked at Mao Xiaogang with a surprised expression, and he was very pleased with himself in his heart.

(End of this chapter)