Absolute control over the start, I will develop my own immortality

"Hahaha, this guy is really smart!"

Behind the wall of the black market, in a room that almost no one knew about, there was a young man in Chinese attire. He laughed out loud after seeing Zhou Ming's actions.

A middle-aged man next to him said: "It's really clever. I guess he has some kind of photographic memory. If he burns the secret book and only he remembers it, then others must capture him alive if they want to get the secret book." "

"Not bad! In this case, most people will just give up."

"Most people in the black market are just timid people. If they encounter this kind of situation, they should give up."

"Hahaha, look at that person, are you dumbfounded? Hahaha..."

The young man kept laughing.

The middle-aged man said: "Master, it is rare for this person to have a photographic memory. Do you want to subdue him?"

The young man waved his hand: "This kind of move can stop most people, but there are still a few people who can't be stopped. If he can survive this disaster, coupled with his photographic memory, he can be a dog for me. "

"Young Master is merciful. For such a small person, you should give him a chance to be a dog..."

In the black market.

Zhou Ming watched the flames completely extinguish in front of him, stamped his feet to crush the ashes, and then turned towards the exit of the black market.

Climbing out of the dry well and leaving the house, Zhou Ming was keenly aware of four eyes staring at him in the darkness before he reached the corner of the street.

"Because I left midway and my whereabouts cannot be determined, are you here to guard me?"

"But it's a pity that you guys have never been my opponents. I already confirmed this yesterday!"

A trace of internal force flows towards the legs.

In the darkness, four figures suddenly jumped out and rushed towards Zhou Ming at the same time.

"The so-called martial arts is a means of applying internal force to the body in an extremely clever way, thereby erupting with stronger power. Ordinary warriors must practice for a long time before they can use all kinds of mysterious martial arts."

"But for me... as long as I've seen it, that's enough!"

The moment the four of them approached, Zhou Ming suddenly raised his legs, and like lightning, kicked out four times almost at the same time.

All four are empty!

The legs and feet filled with internal energy were extremely fierce, and they kicked all four people away in an instant.

Zhou Ming stepped on the ground and immediately caught up with the figure he was most familiar with, and then stepped directly on his chest with his leg.

Jiang Changming groaned, his eyes widened, his chest collapsed, and he died on the spot.

"Fourth!"

"Damn it! This guy is a top-grade warrior!"

"So what if you are a top-grade warrior, the three of us will join forces..."

Click!

While the three were angry, Zhou Ming did not hesitate at all. He turned around and rushed towards the third of the four, kicking him to death with the same kick.

The remaining two people were silent for a moment, and then... turned around and ran away!

Zhou Ming chased after him without hesitation.

On the other side, the group of people who had just been chased out of the black market and tried to rob Zhou Ming couldn't help but shudder.

"That guy is actually a first-class warrior, and his martial arts are good?"

"That leg technique can be activated at the first thought. I'm afraid it has been practiced to perfection!"

"Although it is only a low-level martial arts, if it is perfect, an eighth-level warrior will not be a match, right?"

"What a danger! Fortunately, someone was testing the water in front, otherwise the person who was killed today would be..."

Everyone looked at each other, then parted ways, all turning into darkness and disappearing.

On the other side, the eldest and second among Jiang Changming's four brothers ran away like crazy. They had practiced martial arts passed down from their families since they were young. Although they practiced Kung Fu externally, mainly with their arms, other parts of their bodies were also good. horse.

More importantly, they are very familiar with the terrain of this area. Walking into all the narrow paths, they feel like they are going home.

But with such an advantage, he still couldn't get rid of Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming was flying on various rooftops. With a little tiptoe, he could jump ten feet forward. His body was erratic, as if he were flying.

It's just low-grade Qinggong flying on grass!

The second child was not as strong as the eldest brother and gradually fell behind. Seeing Zhou Ming catching up, he couldn't help shouting: "Brother! Don't leave me behind!"

The boss turned a deaf ear and didn't even show the slightest hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ming had caught up with the second child.

Knowing that he was going to die, the second child suddenly stopped and rushed towards Zhou Ming with a roar.

Zhou Ming dodged slightly and slapped him on the back.

Heart-destroying palm!

The force of this palm went straight into his body, shattering his heart and causing him to die on the spot.

Zhou Ming kept walking and continued to pursue, but saw the boss turn into an alley and directly enter a house.

"Huh? He actually went in directly? Could it be that...he's home?"

"This is going to be troublesome."

Zhou Ming felt bad. He had heard Li Qing mention that martial arts were passed down in the Jiang family, and the most powerful one was naturally Jiang Nanyang, the father of the four Jiang family brothers.

Although he is practicing martial arts outside and there is no ninth-grade division for internal training, Jiang Nanyang's Iron Arm Kung Fu has reached a level comparable to that of an eighth-grade martial artist!

Zhou Ming hid nearby.

A moment later, the house was lit up with lights, and an angry roar came from it.

With a bang, the boss was knocked out of the door by a force and fell into the yard.

Then a middle-aged man with a strong build and dark arms, like iron pillars, came out and cursed: "I told you the black market information to let you go there to buy medicine and practice martial arts, not to make black money!"

The boss covered his chest and said, "Father, it's my fault! But that man killed our three brothers. Father, you must avenge them!"

Jiang Nanyang clenched his fists and said, "I'll deal with you later! My friend, come out, I know you're still here."

Zhou Ming didn't move.

"Aren't you going to come out?"

Jiang Nanyang grabbed a small stone lock in the yard and suddenly threw it at Zhou Ming: "Then I will force you to come out!"

Zhou Ming moved to avoid the stone lock and said, "How did you find me?"

"This is near my home!"

Jiang Nanyang picked up another stone and threw it towards Zhou Ming.

"Compared to an eighth-grade external martial artist, he is really powerful...but he can be killed!"

Zhou Ming once again dodged the stone and flew towards the courtyard.

"Immediately activate my thoughts! Perfect level of Qinggong?!"

Jiang Nanyang screamed, his voice filled with disbelief.

And...a hint of despair!

With the blessing of Caoshang Fei Qinggong, Zhou Ming arrived at the courtyard in almost the blink of an eye.

"I didn't expect that these scoundrels would provoke a strong man like you. What a misfortune for our family! I, Jiang Nanyang, admit defeat. I only hope that my brother will abide by the rules of the world and not cause any harm to..."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of silver light suddenly burst out.

Zhou Ming was too close to him. Even though he immediately dodged by flying on the grass, he was still hit by the silver light.

When he looked down, he saw dozens of fine ox hair needles stuck into his body.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Nanyang laughed: "You didn't expect that I still have this hidden weapon, right? These ox-hair needles are all filled with poison that I fed. You..."

Click!

Zhou Ming kicked out and directly kicked the Jiang family boss to death. Then he floated and struck Jiang Nanyang with a palm.

Jiang Nanyang's expression changed greatly: "Impossible! My poison is septicemia poison that will kill you on contact!"

In panic, Zhou Ming's palm had arrived, and Jiang Nanyang quickly blocked it with a pair of iron arms.

But the surging palm force almost ignored his steel-like skin and directly hit the bones.

The bones of both arms were broken directly!

Zhou Ming slapped Jiang Nanyang on the chest with another backhand.

"Urge...heart-destroying palm...how could it be..."

With his last words, Jiang Nanyang fell to the ground and died.

"It's my fault that I underestimated the enemy because I thought I could defeat him. But it's your biggest fault that I thought poison could kill me!"

When Zhou Ming entered his home, he saw a woman with a good face, holding a kitchen knife, looking at Zhou Ming with fear and hatred.

"Where are Jiang Nanyang's martial arts secrets kept?"

A scarlet light flashed, and Zhou Ming used his murderous eyes.

The woman was immediately frightened and fell to the ground. She also put down the kitchen knife in her hand and said in horror: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Martial arts...the martial arts secrets are in the secret compartment behind the bed!"