"I don't understand a little bit. How long does it take to start practicing double sticks?"

Behind the dark brown desk, Cheng Guangen turned out the page and wrote something on it. In the sound of his speech, he would occasionally raise his eyes to look over the window.

“…it didn’t take long.”

Xia Yi looked at the hot air balloon with banners hanging in the sky and responded softly, then fell into silence and got the quota of the competition in this way. In fact, after all, he offended Chang Wu and Ma Lin. As for the revitalization of the martial arts hall, as long as he got the ranking in the competition, there was no other problem at all.

After a while, the old man stamped the martial arts hall seal on the competition application form and handed it to Xia Yi.

"What is the reason why you are so persistent in participating in the competition? With your current double-stick fighting strength, it is possible to cultivate your mind and cultivate your nature for ten years to start a sect."

Xia Yi turned around and reached out to pinch the application list he handed over, looked at the old man and said with a smile: "The owner of the museum will not understand how the newly released prisoners stagger in society, let alone the pain of having no money on them."

"You are just participating in the competition for money?" Cheng Guangen said in surprise, but his eyes were filled with a cautious look. When the paper sheets pinching their fingertips were slowly pulled away, he shook his head slightly.

"...It's a pity that your skills are buried in money."

Xia Yi ignored the old man's pity and glanced at the application form and turned around and opened the door and left. When he closed the door, he turned around and smiled at the old man in the room and raised the application form.

"Thank you... Also, I can do more than just two sticks."

Then, the old man with a look of shock was left. When he gently touched the door, the door covered his smile in the darkness of the aisle. He walked out of the aisle of the office and came to the museum. The disciples who were cleaning and some students who had not left stopped. Looking at Xia Yi, who had always given them sunshine, humble and fearless, his expression was very complicated. Even if there were some better relationships, he would not dare to come forward to say hello.

Just staring at the other person quietly.

On the other side of the venue, Ma Lin bandaged her arms. Seeing Xia Yi walking out, she stood up, and strange emotions flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"You are a person who has been released from prison and represents Hongye Fist, which is simply a shame."

Xia Yi nodded.

"Accompany at any time."

He smiled and walked straight through the hall. He walked through the gate without stopping. The sun shone down. Xia Yi looked at the bright light and took a deep breath. As long as he won the city-level competition, he would have 50,000 yuan... Basically, he would have paid two years of work for two years without eating or drinking.

"Who told me to be so poor?" He said self-deprecatingly. The next second, he suddenly reached out to cover his abdomen, and felt a faint pain in his stomach.

Originally, he just came over to ask for a quota. From a distance, he saw Chang Wu bringing people to the martial arts hall. As long as he is not stupid, he can tell what the other party is going to do. Xia cannot let go of such an opportunity. Of course, he also wanted to try to see how advanced his supernatural powers have.

And switch weapons at any time, side effects... and so on.

"As a matter of fact, you can use superpowers frequently, but it will only cause internal injuries..."

In a whisper, he left the martial arts hall and walked forward, passing by a gray car driving through the street. After a moment, Xia Yi turned into the alley nearest. In fact, before coming to the martial arts hall, Xia Yi prepared two small knives and inserted them on the belt. Fortunately, he didn't use it. Suddenly he thought of something. He took out one and flipped it around and played it quickly. When he used his superpower, the sharp blade slashed across the wall, leaving a knife mark.

Xia Yi looked at the reflected eyes of his sword and pondered... Close distance and throwing did have different effects.

Just as he inserted his knife back, the car that had just passed by him stopped creakingly. A figure in the driver's seat looked at the watch that had just issued an energy fluctuation alarm, and quickly took out his pistol and installed it on the silencer. When he opened the car door and walked out, he spoke to the communicator in the collar...

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On Luoxiang Street, Dongfang Xu was wearing casual clothes and walking on the noisy and bumpy streets, and occasionally chatted and joked with vendors with vegetable stalls on the roadside to inquire about some things.

"........Is there any fights that are particularly powerful recently?"

"You ask for information? I'm not your informant... If you don't buy anything, get out of here."

“……”

Luoxiang Street is just a long street in this urban village. It was originally equipped with cameras, but without exception, it was destroyed the next day. After a few times, the county traffic no longer cared about this matter, so Dongfang Xu had no choice but to refer to surveillance video materials in the past few days, so he had to separate from his colleagues, one was surveillance martial arts center, and the other was exploring on Luoxiang Street to find out whether the sudden appearance of the alien energy and whether the murderer who killed the island people that night was sitting here.

As soon as he left the vegetable vendor's stall, the communicator in his collar rang.

"Eastern, the energy fluctuation just sounded near the martial arts hall. I saw a young man walking in. Come over quickly, I'll catch up first..."

There was a sound of a car door hitting the communication, and then the sound of running footsteps came out. The companion suddenly shouted: "Stop—" The moment the words sounded, Dongfang Xu's eyelids twitched wildly, with a bad premonition, and shouted into the communication device: "Zhao An, don't move rashly!"

The next second, he ran wildly, ran towards the car, opened the door and sat on it, and the signal from the communicator was disconnected.

....

In the alley, Zhao An's voice sounded.

"Wait for the brother in front, I have something to ask you."

Xia Yi stopped and turned around and swept his erratic eyes to a broken glass leaning against the alley. The figure walking from behind vaguely saw the handshake of the gun, and the other party's hands were also kept at the distance of the gun at any time.

His heart thumped, his arms slowly moved upward, and his voice was low.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao An walked slowly step by step, with a slightly bowed upper body, a solemn flashed across his eyes, a smile on his face and a calm tone.

"How can I go to Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall? I couldn't find it after I walked around for two times."

"Just behind this alley, walk straight out of the alley for 100 meters."

"So, which martial arts hall is my brother often going to?"

Just as the word "官" was spoken by the tentative words, a meow suddenly came from the trash can next to it, and a black cat jumped out, and the atmosphere that was originally extremely nervous suddenly became tense and broken.

Xia Yi twisted his toes and turned around suddenly. His open shirt opened the corner of his clothes, and his fingertips pulled out a knife. Zhao An behind him also pulled out his gun in the midst of a sudden change and pulled the trigger towards the turning figure in front of him.

Wow—

--puff!

The dull gunshot sounded that the flames were removed. Zhao An held the pistol and took several steps backwards. His arms were still holding the pistol. His fingers were out of control and pressed the trigger, and shot several times on the ground. The body slowly sat down against the wall of the alley. A knife was inserted into his forehead, and red blood flowed through his staring eyes.

Xia Yi also had blood on her body. The bullet rubbed her ribs and flesh while turning around, almost breaking her ribs. He covered his right rib, gritted his teeth and walked over, pulled out the knife from the body, wiped away the blood dripping from him on the ground, and then ran out of the dark alley.

Not long after, residents passing by nearby found the body and screamed to call the police.

Dongfang Xu then rushed over and the moment he saw his colleague, he gritted his teeth and his body was so stiff that he shivered.

"I told you not to act rashly, wait for me..." He reached out and gently stroked Zhao An's open eyes, and took the body into his arms. Water stains rolled down in his eyes.

"......How do you ask me to explain to your wife and children, how do I...they're the fucking explanation to them!!"

He punched the wall one by one, his mouth opened, his voice choked and hoarse.

A moment later, a sirens came from outside.

Several policemen rushed into the alley, with thick eyebrows and wide eyes, and squatted down beside Dongfang Xu: "I am Fang Zhi, the captain of Jiaohe County Police Force, please cooperate with our investigation!"

Dongfang Xu, who was holding the corpse, also revealed another identity afterwards.

“Commuter Bureau?”

Fang Zhi frowned and looked at the words on the ID, and his expression gradually became solemn.
Chapter completed!