Kendo True Explanation

Inside a hotel suite in Tianjing.

A middle-aged man with long hair like seaweed stood in front of the window and looked at the street below the hotel with a gloomy face.

On the street, in the middle of people coming and going, a young woman carrying a small chair bag was walking calmly in the middle of his sight.

The woman was wearing a red loose t-shirt, showing half of her shoulders, her shoulder-length hair, and a small bang on her forehead. The overall temperament looks very similar to those little girls from an island country with a foreign voice in those TV dramas.

But now, the woman's expression is always cold and indifferent.

Is that her? the long-haired man asked in a deep voice. A little old.

In a shadow at the back of the room, a figure sat on a high-backed wooden chair, propping his head on one hand.

But there is no one more suitable than her.

Look first. The long-haired man was noncommittal.

Soon, the woman in sight walked into the hotel.

Ding Ning, some time ago, one of the consequences of the battle between the Wu family and Jinneng Temple. The four members of her family, her father, mother, and elder brother were all eaten by the people of Jinneng Temple as supplementary food. At this point, she He has an extreme desire for power. He also has a deep-rooted hatred for Jinneng Temple. In addition, his mind is not bad. Therefore, although he is a little older, other conditions are perfect. Sitting in the chair The figure above smiled.

Okay, according to the agreement, if you help me two more times, the light of the artifact will be yours. The long-haired man said in a deep voice.

That's good! The man sitting on the chair couldn't hide the joy in his tone. In that case, I will take my leave first, I believe you will be satisfied. The figure suddenly turned into countless black air and dispersed.

The man left for a while.

The knock on the door of the room sounded slowly. Very rhythmic, showing a better upbringing.

Come in. The long-haired man whispered. The door is unlocked.

The door was suddenly pushed open gently.

The woman in red from just now walked in slowly.

She scanned the entire room left and right, but didn't find anyone except the long-haired man. There was a little surprise in his eyes.

Don't look for it, close the door. The man said calmly.

The woman in red gently closed the door and stood at the door.

I'm Ding Ning, introduced by Master Nine-Life Cat Demon. She said respectfully.

I know. The long-haired man turned around and looked her up and down.

Pretty face, not too good but also somewhat curvy figure, and a faint stubbornness and firmness on his face. From time to time, there was a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

Pretty pretty. This was the long-haired man's first comment.

Nine cats asked you to come here, do you know what you want to do? He asked calmly.

The woman shook her head.

As long as it can help me avenge, I am willing to do anything!

Your enemy is not as simple as you imagined. Even if Jinneng Temple is in the whole country, it is a top power. Do you think revenge is revenge? the middle-aged man said lightly.

As long as I can kill Daozhi Lama, I don't dare to ask for the whole Jinneng Temple. The woman said calmly.

If it's just like this, I can give you a chance. After this matter is completed, you can get your due reward and kill the person you want to kill. The long-haired middle-aged man finally showed a smile on his face. You should have heard of me? Or Jiu Mao also warned you?

Yes, Lord Scarlet Hand. The woman whispered.

Then come with me. If you can meet the criteria, this thing will be done.

Tianjing, on the second floor of a tea house, near the window, a young boy with cool short hair was sitting on the innermost seat.

The second floor of the teahouse was a bit noisy, and the TV hanging in the middle was playing jingle operas. Some old men and mothers gathered in front of the TV, talking and watching TV. Only a few people sat in the corner looking for peace.

This boy is like that.

The main customers of this teahouse are elderly grandpas and aunts. It is extremely rare for young people like him to come to this place.

Not far from the young man, two old men were playing go with great concentration, surrounded by two old men in sweat coats. .

The boy was sitting alone in the corner flipping through a stack of photos on the desktop. The photos are full of pretty girls. Temperament varies.

At this time, among the people coming up the stairs from the teahouse, a middle-aged man with long hair slowly walked up to the second floor with a young girl.

The long-haired man scanned the entire second floor, fixed his gaze directly on the boy in the corner, and strode over.

The girl behind him also walked over nervously.

I brought them here. The middle-aged man walked up to the boy and said softly.

Oh. The boy responded with a tunnel voice, and began to sort out the photos in his hand.

Ding Ning, who was standing behind, was a little nervous. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the photo in the boy's hand, and happened to see a photo of herself.

It should be used to select people. She guessed so.

The scarlet hand brought her here, which in itself made her very strange. With the strength and status of the Scarlet Hand, there is still someone who needs to ask him to go over to meet him. Obviously, this person who is going to meet is definitely not a simple person.

Ding Ning glanced nervously at the sitting boy.

He is only about twenty years old, with an average appearance and a medium-to-high build. He is wearing an ordinary white T-shirt and jeans. Boys dressed like this can be easily caught on the streets of Tianjing. From the voice that responded just now, it can be heard that the voice is a little low and appears very calm. But no matter how you look at it, he is just an extremely ordinary boy.

Sit. The boy smiled. The tone is very gentle.

The Scarlet Hand and Dinning sat down across the table.

This job may be more dangerous, and it may take longer. Is Ding Ning? Are you mentally prepared? the boy asked with a smile.

Ding Ning nodded quickly.

The boy smiled with satisfaction: Although you are a little older, but other aspects are indeed the most suitable. I have also found several other people before, but none of them are suitable for you.

Then it's okay this time. The boy turned his face to the bright red hand and said, Thanks for your hard work.

It is my honor to serve you. The Scarlet Hand said in a deep voice.

You still have to go to Europe? I hope your journey goes well. The boy smiled.

The bright red hand nodded quickly, I will come back as soon as possible.

If you need help, you can speak up. Your friend is also our friend. The boy smiled.

Yes. The Scarlet Hand said solemnly.

That's it. The boy nodded. I'll leave first.

He picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, stood up, walked slowly to the stairs and went downstairs.

The scarlet hand put away a stack of photos on the table, and stuffed them into the bag of the windbreaker. Stand up and sit in the seat where the boy sat before. Face to face with Ding Ning.

Are you still studying at Tianjing University? He suddenly asked.

Ding Ning nodded.

Yes, fashion design major.

Go through the withdrawal procedures or apply for early graduation. You need to go to another place for a long time. You choose.

No problem, but I need a guarantee. Ding Ning said calmly. I'm currently doing a temporary design job in a clothing company as a college student. If I want to go to another place. I need a stable source of income to maintain my life. And how do I know that you will really help me revenge?

It's just a Dow Lama. The Scarlet Hand said disdainfully. As long as you get things done for us, maybe you have the ability to take revenge yourself.

You? Ding Ning asked suspiciously.

Yes, we. The Scarlet Hand smiled. Okay, next, you need to understand the specific items and tasks.

There are more sources of true power.

Lin Fei felt that there were more than ten more connection ports in his body, which meant that more than ten people had absorbed the seeds of true power. A steady stream of true power poured into Lin Fei's body like a river.

Today is the official start of class.

Sitting in a classroom surrounded by students like myself. On the podium is a middle-aged woman sitting, speaking into a microphone. The black man behind him pulled out a white projection screen and directly projected the lecturers. .

The seat position is also random, and whoever arrives first will pick first. University is no more than high school, most of them are more casual.

This section is an advanced mathematics class.

The books on Lin Fei's desk were not advanced mathematics, but textbooks on fluid dynamics. The number of pages in the textbook has been turned to the end, and it is obvious that it is about to be read.

Xiaoyou's side seems to be able to intervene initially. Then this Ding Ning will intervene as an enchanter. Anyway, the dream eater and the enchanter are very similar. The power is almost from the same source.

three days later

Ping City, Southwest Province (Xining Province)

at noon.

Lin You had just finished class, and walked briskly along the usual route towards the place where he used to train.

Even if it's noon, never relax. Don't miss any time to become stronger. Phil hung on Lin Fei's shoulder and said in a voice.

The latter nodded firmly.

I have never won several consecutive battles. I don't want to do this again. Lin You made up his mind.

Then redouble our efforts. Phil puffed.

kindness!

One person and one cat followed the usual route, from behind the school, took a small path, and detoured into an alley leading to an old warehouse between No. 3 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School.

The alley is a bit dark, but you can also see small shopping shops open on both sides, and a few scattered passers-by make it not too deserted.

One person and one cat had just passed a corner, and there was a concrete step down. After going down, take a few steps to the warehouse for training. That is the warehouse that Chris contracted.

But a figure just stood in front of Lin You.

Excuse me, your name is Lin You?

A pleasant female voice came to Lin You's ears.

You are? She looked up.

Standing in front of her was a blonde girl with a pair of brown eyes and a fair complexion, about eighteen or nineteen years old. But the body development is very mature. She was also a little taller than Lin You, and she looked down at Lin You slightly. He asked another question in fluent Chinese.

Are you Lin You?

Yes, may I ask who you are? Lin You asked suspiciously. (to be continued).