Steal space with the heavens

Chapter 36 Xu Zhen's murderous intentions, he slammed the stele hand [recommendation ticket requested]

"court death!"

When Lei Hao saw the three bullet casings on the ground, his eyes turned cold.

With a sudden stride, he came in front of the middle-aged man and grabbed his neck!
"Uh"

Liao Lin was so pinched that he couldn't speak, his face was flushed, his feet were kicking constantly, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Click!

Lei Hao waved his hand, and one arm of the middle-aged man was directly broken.

"Ah~~~~"

The middle-aged man screamed, his eyes showing fear.

"Bai Yong!!"

After a while, Lei Hao sneered.

The shooter was sent by Bai Yong, the boss of Tianxin Company.

Tianxin Company is the company that invited Qin Maojiao to compete with Wang Chao.

at the same time.

"Brother, are you busy now?"

Chen Bin was sitting in a luxurious car, holding a small phone in his hand.

"What's the matter, are you having fun over there?"

A gentle and magnetic male voice came from the opposite side.

"Brother, of course I had fun, but I'm not talking about this. Today, I found a good seedling worth cultivating!" Chen Bin answered the phone with one hand, and played with the little squirrel pendant on the keychain with the other hand.

"About eighteen or nineteen years old, practicing kung fu all over his body, his strength may be stronger than yours!"

Chen Bin continued. "I was thinking, if he can worship you as his teacher, he will definitely be our Chen family's ace fighter in the future!"

"Stronger than me, yet so young? This has aroused my interest!"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Aiyang showed surprise, and continued. "Sister, are you so confident that he will worship me as a teacher? Also, I want to believe this!"

"It's true! He has physical strength, but no moves!" Chen Bin said enthusiastically. "If you teach him Taijiquan, you can definitely recruit him into my Chen family!"

"That's fine, I still have something to do here, you need to get to know that person first, and I'll come back later."

In Guang Z City, near the Pearl River, in the center of the hall of a luxurious private villa, there is a pair of frozen coffins.It was the dead Qin Maojiao lying in the coffin.

Outside the hall stood a long row of men in black suits with solemn expressions.

In the hall, a man with gold-rimmed glasses, white hair, about 1.8 meters tall and extraordinary bearing was looking at the person in the coffin sadly.

This person is one of the three tigers of Guang D, Xu Zhen who is a full-armed master and nicknamed "Small Arm Saint".

Behind Xu Zhen were several young people, both men and women, obviously his disciples.

The expressions on the faces of these men and women clearly showed sadness and anger, but they did not speak and kept the scene quiet.

Qin Maojiao is the most talented of all Xu Zhen's disciples, only 25 or [-] years old.Just practice the power of boxing thoroughly and reach the peak of Ming Jin.

Moreover, Qin Maojiao worked very hard. He once observed the monkeys for a year in order to practice the body skills of the white ape to the point of "handy movement".Although he still hasn't been able to practice, but he has already reached the point where he is only a window away. As long as he hone it, get rid of his arrogance, and calm down his mind, he will definitely be able to reach the level of dark energy and become a master of boxing.

Those who practice martial arts are most particular about successors.Especially well-known boxers, they value their successors very much.

There is a very important reason for this.

That is, when one gets old, one's physical strength degrades, and one's hands and feet become inflexible. In case one encounters a challenge from a master, one can ask one's apprentice to compete for it.

Without an outstanding apprentice, in such a situation, the reputation of that life will be in vain.

People who practice martial arts, especially famous people, no matter how famous you are before, if you fail in a martial arts competition once, you will immediately lose your head for the rest of your life, which is worse than death.

In the world of martial arts, since ancient times, there have been many such examples, which is why martial artists are very cautious about comparing martial arts.

For famous martial artists, fame is even more important than their own lives.

To teach an outstanding student is to protect his reputation when he gets old.

What's more, outstanding disciples are all taught by masters who live together day and night. Some of them have a deeper relationship than father and son, and dead disciples are like dead sons.

Xu Zhen was originally in Hong Kong to discuss a very important business, but when he heard the news, he rushed back immediately.

He was very sad, sad, pity, shocked, and angry.

"Master, please forgive me, you have been standing for two hours!"

Beside Xu Zhen, a young man in his twenties said with concern!

Xu Zhen didn't seem to hear it, and after a long time, he said bitterly.

"No matter who you are! If you dare to kill my Xu Zhen's disciple, even if you escape to the ends of the world, I will kill you with my fists!" Xu Zhen's eyes revealed a sinister light, and his fists clenched loudly.

In a luxurious office, a middle-aged man was lying on a leather sofa, massaging his temples.

Outside the door, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps.

The door was pushed open, and two men appeared in Bai Yong's sight.

"you you!"

Seeing Lei Hao appearing, Bai Yong stood up instantly like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on.

"Go."

After Lei Hao finished speaking, he slapped Liao Lin's forehead with his palm, and his forehead collapsed, just like Qin Maojiao, and he fell to the ground in an instant, dying of breath.

"Sigh~~"

Seeing this scene, Bai Yong gasped, his feet went limp, and he fell to sit by the door. "Brother, don't kill me! Yes, you have something to say! It's easy to say!"

"You sent someone to kill me, and you still want to have something to say?"

Lei Hao's eyes turned cold, and he kicked Bai Yong several times.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, you kicked Bai Yong in the waist, triggering the plundering effect, and looting a copy of his handwriting on the monument!" Suddenly, the system's notification sounded.

Lei Hao was taken aback.

The manuscript on Bai Yong's body fell to the stele?
With a thought, Lei Hao took out this manuscript from the inventory.

The surface is pale yellow, and the corners of the paper are slightly curled.

　Ask for a ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)