Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

"No, that's impossible." Ding Zhangan shook his head again and again, "Many years ago, the senior Wu Gensheng of Quan Xing said after returning from participating in the war that with guns, there is no need for foreigners to practice. In front of guns, no matter Such a powerful alien is as fragile and vulnerable as ordinary people."

That's because your abilities are not strong enough!

In other words, the direction of cultivation is wrong.

If you want your physical body to block bullets, you need your physical body to be strong enough.

Throughout the entire alien world, only Chai Pai Henglian has always focused on tempering his body.

It's a pity that Chai Yan, who couldn't bear the blow after being defeated by the tiger, disbanded.

"Is there a knife?" Han Jue asked carefully.

Ding Zhangan shook his head.

When his strength reaches his level, he generally disdains to use weapons.

far away.

Xia Liuqing was squatting under a tree smoking a pipe.

"Hey, who is that, Mr. Xia, help me find a knife." Han Jue waved at Xia Liuqing.

Xia Liuqing didn't know why, so she subconsciously looked at Ding Zhang'an.

Are they going to fight again?

"Troublesome Xia, I'm old." Ding Zhang'an was also at a loss for Han Jue's actions.

What does he need a knife for?

Xia Liuqing went back to the house and took out a Qinglong Yanyue machete.

Han Jue: "..."

"Short knife, short knife!"

"Little boy, tell me clearly, you have to toss my old bones." Xia Liuqing grumbled.

Not for a while.

He came to Han Jue and Ding Zhangan with a short knife about 28 cm long, and handed it to Han Jue.

This is too short, not even half of mine... Han Jue complained silently.

He changed hands and put the knife into Ding Zhangan's hand.

"Insert me!"

"Huh?" Ding Zhangan was stunned.

What the hell kind of ridiculous request is this?

"Try stabbing me with a knife."

Han Jue pointed to his naked, mighty and sexy chest.

Ding Zhangan: "..."

Xia Liuqing: "..."

"Oh, forget it, I'll do it myself."

Han Jue sighed, took the knife back, pointed it at his chest, and stabbed hard.

"Fuck!"

Ding Zhangan and Xia Liuqing were dumbfounded.

There was no time to stop him.

Young people play so big?

They have seen Han Jue's physical strength with their own eyes.

Even Ding Zhangan's Ghost Gate Needle couldn't penetrate.

But there is a difference between a knife and a needle.

And he did it himself!

Boom!

The two stared intently.

The sharp tip of the knife gleaming with coldness collided fiercely with Han Jue's hard chest.

In an instant, several wisps of sparks burst out.

Then, the blade broke in two brazenly.

Han Jue picked up the tip of the knife, stared at Ding Zhangan, eager to try, "Brother Ding, let me stab you for a try?"

Ding Zhangan: "..."

His muscle strength did not reach Han Jue's level.

Can't stop the knife.

Unless you use Bodyguard to escape light.

The content of the exchange between the two flashed in Ding Zhangan's mind.

Immediately understood the message Han Jue wanted to convey.

"What my brother wants to say is that the so-called absolute security must be physically strong enough to resist attacks from all external forces?"

Strictly speaking, his body shield has nothing to do with the physical body.

It's just a thick layer of qi condensed from the innate qi.

Maybe stop a bullet.

But it is impossible for him to activate the escape light anytime and anywhere.

After being shocked, Xia Liuqing shook her head in admiration and left.

"Two martial idiots...Xiao Ding has met a bosom friend this time."

Han Jue and Ding Zhangan communicated in low voices.

evening.

Han Jue finished his practice and returned to Xia He's room.

Take out the phone from the pouch to check the information.

The sender remains the same.

There are nine Fengsha swallows, very regular, one every day.

Fengxing Tong Thirteen.

There are several Ma Xianhongs.

Zhuge Qing... 86 pieces!

Han Jue was speechless, and was about to reply to Zhuge Qing.

Before leaving Tianxiahui, Feng Zhenghao indicated that another APP he had installed finally popped up a message.

Han Jue clicked in and saw more than a dozen lines of content densely packed.

It's all about the details of the Wang family scattered all over the place.

Among them are the person in charge, introduction of abilities, specific relationship with the Wang family, business content in charge, and so on.

When he finished reading, kept the information firmly in mind, and exited the information list, the information suddenly disappeared.

Burn after reading.

What an old fox.

Secretly revealed so much information to himself, but left no trace.

This was exactly the cooperation matter he had privately agreed with Feng Zhenghao before he left the Tianxiahui.

Chapter 72

Firmly remembering the information sent by Feng Zhenghao, Han Jue went through it in his mind.

Most of the strongholds are far away from him.

There are only two nearby.

Three kilometers and ten kilometers away, respectively.

Thinking of the cruel abuse he was subjected to by the Wang family back then, Han never had any plans to let them go.

Let the Wang family live under the shroud of fear and blood.

Until the day comes when he tortures and kills Wang Ai with his own hands!

Han Jue casually flipped through other people's messages.

Feng Shayan: "I miss you!"

Feng Shayan: "I miss you!" +1

Feng Shayan: "I miss you!" +2

………………

"I also……"

After Han Jue typed out two words, he pondered for a long time.

Finally, delete it silently.

Exit the dialog box of Fengshayan.

The love between his sons and daughters will only wear down his fighting spirit.

After this message is sent, judging by the time, Feng Shayan will probably call the video immediately.

In case Xia He came back by chance, it would be Shura Field.

Not because of fear, but because of the embarrassing situation of the three of them.

The best scene for the three of them should be in the warm business bed or bathtub of the hotel.

Instead of the cold mobile phone screen.

As for Feng Xingtong's information.

It was nothing more than asking him where he went, when he would return to Tianxiahui, and paying attention to safety and other concerns.

But Ma Xianhong is still obsessed with Zhuge Qing.

"Brother, find a way to get Zhuge Qing back to me."

"Brother, have you contacted Zhuge Qing?"

"Zhuge Qing... what kind of personality is this Zhuge Qing?"

His speech style is very in line with his personality that he only cares about himself and does not consider the feelings of others.

Han Jue looked at it for a while, sighed and turned it off.

The last is Zhuge Qing.

"where did you go?"

"I'm about to recover from my injury. I'll see you in a few days."

"Send me your ass."

"position!"

"Why didn't you reply to my message?"

"What are you doing? What's going on with you and Feng Zhenghao?"

Han Jue: "..."

What a fucking clingy!