The sun was shining, and pedestrians walking on the street occasionally moved away from the screen on their phones and looked at the Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall in the small square. Several cars with flashing police lights parked opposite the door.

The students and disciples who were supposed to be practicing, six figures in police uniforms scattered them, asking one by one if they heard any movement or any suspicious people in the alley that day. Ma Lin, who bandaged her arms, was the most eye-catching, and naturally she was questioned by a female policewoman.

Question: "How did your hand get hurt?"

Answer: "When practicing, I was accidentally injured by the equipment."

Question: "Do you have a medical record issued by the hospital?"

A: "Yes, I can get my family to send it, but it takes only a few minutes."

Question: "I heard that someone came to make trouble the day before. Do you know who it is?"

Answer: "Some gangsters on the street."

Question: "How did your hand get hurt?"

Ma Lin turned her gaze slightly and did not look at the straight female policewoman standing opposite her. She looked at the sunlight outside the window, "Sister policewoman, you just asked this question."

"Okay, I'll ask some other ones."

The policewoman said in a calm tone, lowered the record book, looked at the woman with a serious expression, "..... Is there anyone else in the martial arts hall? Have you all come? Did your hand be injured by the gangster who came to find something that day?"

"..." Ma Lin turned her head away, rolled her eyes, and sighed speechlessly.

At the same time, there were also continuous speech in the martial arts office.

"Owner Cheng has been in Jiaohe County for more than 20 years, especially in Nancheng, which can be seen. Yesterday, a murder occurred in the alley behind your martial arts hall. I wonder if you have any news. We are also considered to be a cooperation between the police and the public. After all, the murderer is on the run and threatens everyone and everything in the familiar environment of the old man."

With Fang Zhi's peaceful voice, Cheng Guangen, who was sitting behind the desk, looked as usual, his palms folded on the table, nodded from time to time to agree with the other party's words, and his eyes were straight at the police captain opposite him. When the other party's voice stopped, the old man said:

"It is my responsibility to cooperate with the police and the public. But what happened in the alley that day was indeed not very informed. Captain Fang should have investigated when he came. Before the incident, the museum had just experienced a drama of betrayal of a disciple and trying to destroy the master. The disciples and students in the museum were injured and frightened, and they didn't even dare to leave the door."

Then he added: "Although there are many good people in the museum, stealing and fighting, maybe it's okay, but if you really want to kill someone, you're afraid you don't have the courage. Captain Fang should go to another place to ask."

"Since the owner of the Hall of Cheng has no clues, Fang had to lead the team to say goodbye. If there is any news, please contact the police station." Fang Zhi suddenly thought of another private matter to ask. He stopped and turned around and asked, "By the way, isn't Xia Yi doing chores here? Where are others?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, raised his hand, pointed to the TV on the wall, and smiled and said, "Isn't that him?"

"Fighting Competition?" Fang Zhi looked at the live TV broadcast with a daze. A familiar figure slowly walked onto the ring. It was his wife's brother Xia Yi. After a moment, he let out a somewhat incredible "Ha" sound.

Looking back, he said in an unhappy tone: "No... I said to Master Cheng, he knows some tricks. My brother-in-law knows it, but he just comes here to work and do some plots. If you ask him to go up and fight, isn't this intention to get him beaten?"

Cheng Guangen crossed his hands and leaned against the back of the chair, and said with a smile:

"Captain Fang is doing business, and now it is business time. I can't answer questions about private matters."

"Well, I was reckless!" Fang Zhi nodded and asked for something boring. In fact, he did not pay much attention to the fighting event, let alone the details. He said what he said just out of concern for Xia Yi.

When he opened the door, he turned sideways and looked at the old man sitting at the back of the table again: "Owner Cheng, I'll ask again. Before the incident, there were really no suspicious people nearby?"

Cheng Guangen looked at Xia Yi on TV and stood in the middle of the ring. He tapped his fingertips on the table a few times, withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

"No."

The door closed with a bang, and the blowing wind stroked the calligraphy and paintings with the words "Shangwu Spirit" written on the wall. At this time, a boiling shout and whistle came from the TV. In the countless lights, the old man seemed to see his youth...

In the guild hall, countless noises seemed to be about to lift the roof of the hall.

The fat man carried a bundle of cardboard and followed carefully, chattering: "A such an arrogant guy is usually a supporting actor in the novel. Don't talk nonsense to him and just overturn it... Oh, Lao Yi, are you listening?"

In front, Xia Yi had already walked onto the arena. Facing the eyes of many people, she drank several cameras wandering nearby, and her hands and feet and muscles became tense. After all, the prison was closed for a long time, and once she arrived at such an occasion, she would feel a little nervous.

The host opened the tablet in his hand, looked at the information of the two contestants on it, and shouted loudly to the surroundings to watch the game.

"Today's first game is just a friendly match for the opening ceremony, not a formal competition, but just ignited all fighting spirits for today's opening. Please invite Shi Kening from Chengming Martial Arts Hall--"

The cockscomb head stood in the field and played with nunchaku twice. From time to time, he used his hands to slap the sleeveless leather jacket with rivets, swept his thumb around, and turned his thumb down toward Xia Yishi, and then cut a throat cut on his neck.

Only one side of his mouth curled up slightly and said fiercely: "Boy, you're dead--"

"Did you see it? The contestants in Chengming Martial Arts Hall have shown their fighting spirit. I have foreseeed that today will be a competition that will feast your eyes. So, we have invited the No. 16 player—"

The voice of the male host floated to the second floor. On the only private room stand, on the crimson sofa, a cigar was lit in the unique sound of a mechanical lighter, and pecked hard between his lips. A man about forty years old with shiny hair and combed backwards, leaned open his arms on the single sofa cushion, listened to the sound of the host below, and watched the smoke emitted in various shapes in the air.

"Look, sitting here watching these people fight like dogs, watching us, and making a lot of money. This is the gap between people, what a bullshit warrior!"

He smiled with gold teeth, and the thick beard on his lips gave people a stern and fierce feeling. He reached out and shook the ash, and someone hurriedly held his palms to pick it up.

He said again: "After a few games, it was a handicap of tens of millions. If you switch to a larger place, the number will be turned upward. It's all money. The land in the south of the city is more valuable, but you ruined it for me!"

The figure on the sofa sat upright, pointing at a kneeling man not far away with a cigar in his arms, and bandaged two bands on his head. It was Chang Wu who was broken by Xia Yi's brick that day.

He quickly lowered his head, "Boss, that person is really powerful. More than twenty brothers, plus me, are not his opponents."

"How powerful is a person!?"

The man punched the marble coffee table with a sudden punch, "Stop be fooling me, what's his name!"

Chang Wu suddenly heard a voice, raised his head suddenly, looked down, and pointed to the ring.

....

"Player No. 16 is Xia Yi from Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall! However, according to the information, this player did not study in Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall for long. In order to avoid anyone pretending, he specially consulted the martial arts hall. It turned out that this Xia Yi had been doing cleaning there before, but he just joined Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall to participate in the competition."

The host's words attracted whispers around and laughter from unknown truth. The cockscomb opposite Xia Yi shrugged her shoulders and laughed: "I'm so sorry to meet me in a friendly match."

"Listen, the player Shi Kening made a harsh statement. Today is just a friendly match, but it is about to usher in a battle of dragons and tigers..."

clang--

Below the ring, the referee rang the bell.

Shi Conning narrowed his eyes, playing weapons on his shoulders, armpits, and turning his waist rapidly, while walking around Xia Yi, who was holding a stick. The next second, he shouted loudly: "Ah Da--"

He pounced on it.

"..........serious pen." Xia Yi kicked the stick tail with his toes, and suddenly rushed up, raised it into the sky, held the hand on the other end, and smashed it down lightly.

Wow—

The cockscomb head suddenly hangs flat on top of the head, and the whole body looks like it has been swattered by a fly swatter. Da Lala's limbs stretched out and lay on the ground, fainting.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and it seemed that someone understood why Zhenxing Martial Arts Hall wanted to let a sweeper come to participate in the competition. In the future, there would be a dark horse.

"......Look, Shi Kening of Chengming Martial Arts Hall waved his nunchaku. He was so fierce and harsh, it would be difficult to resist... Uh... that's it?"

Next to him, the host's voice was still continuing. At this moment, he blinked his eyes and looked at the ring motionless. The No. 17 player who was dragged away prepared a lot of words, all of which were blocked in his throat. He didn't know what to say for a while. Fortunately, after hearing the bell of the victory and defeat, he hurried to the center of the ring and pretended to be excited to raise Xia Yi's hand.

"Thanks to players Xia Yi for bringing us wonderful... Well... the event to defeat our opponents quickly... I announced that the opening ceremony will end here. Tomorrow will be the official competition. Please go back and have a good rest and welcome..."

At this time, Xia Yi had already handed over the long stick and walked out of the guild with a confused fat man. Zhao Dezhu followed excitedly, "Old Yi, you are so amazing. You can play in national competitions. If you bring Xiaoyu here, even if you can't see it, let her listen. Are you right?"

“This is a good idea.”

Xia Yi walked out of here without looking at the gazes that were coming from all over the world.

...

On the second floor, Chang Wu was still kneeling on the ground, but the man approached the gap in the railing and looked at the empty arena without blinking.

"Isn't this guy awesome for two sticks? Why is the long stick so powerful?"

Behind him, a man in a striped suit kicked over and pressed Chang Wu against the gap, his face deformed and twisted. He only heard the other party's voice saying: "I want to kill this person and revitalize the land in the martial arts hall. I want it, and the handicap of the game will not be allowed to change."

He nodded his head.

"This time, I have to use my head to kill people. Since you know him, then think about it carefully. I will only give you three days. I can't think of it. I will get rid of the bed and get out of here. I won't raise waste."

The white leather shoes were loosened, and Chang Wu quickly knelt down and lowered his head: "Yes, I will definitely do it."
Chapter completed!