my beautiful tenant

Chapter 2170 Tenglong Martial Arts Hall

Li Han, who had been hit on the sleeping point, was still sound asleep, while Ling Feng lay on the bed and started his routine practice. ,.,

The effect of practice is much faster than that of simple sleep. After an hour, Ling Feng has eliminated the fatigue of the day.

The train blew its whistle and drove into the station in the capital. Ling Feng put his luggage into the storage bag, glanced at Li Han who was still sleeping, laughed, and strode out of the station.

Not long after, the conductor realized that Li Han was still in a deep sleep and had to wake him up. Fortunately, the effect of the Sleeping Point had disappeared, otherwise the conductor would not be able to wake him up.It's also fortunate that this is the terminal station, otherwise Li Han would definitely pass the station.

Li Han rubbed his eyes sleepily, and suddenly became alert: "Where's the person on the other side?"

"Already got out of the car."

After the conductor finished speaking, he shook his head and looked at the soda cans all over the floor.

"It's really a mistake to drink, why did I sleep so hard." Li Han punched the bed angrily.

Then he hurriedly got up, packed his luggage, and was about to run outside, when he suddenly saw a sharp gap in the opposite bed.

This gap aroused Li Han's vigilance. With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that this gap was brand new.

"Comrade, did anything strange happen last night? Like what happened in the first half of the night?"

The conductor looked at Li Han unkindly, and said angrily, "No, we arrived in the capital safely. You, a policeman, still hope that such a thing will happen?"

Li Han was still wearing his uniform at this time, shaking his head embarrassingly.

Li Han hastily dragged his luggage and walked outside. There were people coming and going outside the train station, so no trace of Ling Feng could be found.

"Forget it, the mission failed this time, first go to the city bureau to see if you can find the other party through the ID card information."

In the capital, all hotel accommodations need to scan their ID cards, so that people can know their whereabouts invisibly, and this is exactly the idea of ​​Li Han.

Ling Feng was sitting in a taxi at this time, leisurely driving towards the sect's stronghold in the capital.

"Sir, most people really don't know the location of the martial arts school you mentioned. I didn't say that there is no place in the capital that I don't know. Look at the former Bada Hutong, and the embassy in the suburbs of Beijing..."

I have heard that the brother in the capital city is very talkative. When Ling Feng got in the taxi, this buddy began to introduce everything in the capital, from the geography, to the humanities, to the national policies, and finally Speaking of celebrity gossip, he is a know-it-all, there is nothing he doesn't know about Fang Buddha.

Ling Feng just chatted with him without saying a word, which actually promoted his conversation, after all, it is rare to have such a loyal audience.

"By the way, sir, seeing how young you are, don't you come here from other places to help with your punches?" The elder brother said with a lot of meaning, and suddenly asked such a question.

"Assist fist, what assist fist?"

Ling Feng asked casually, but didn't take it to heart at all.

"It's the Tenglong martial arts gym you went to. I don't know who offended that martial arts gym recently. People come to kick the gym every day, but they are all foreigners. Taekwondo from Bangzi Country, Judo from Sun Country, and Muay Thai from Yin Yang Country. The people in the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy have suffered a lot. Many disciples have been beaten and injured, and many young people have gone to the Tenglong Martial Arts Academy to sign up. Sir, those gangs Foreigners are too ruthless, if you go to help punches, be careful."

The elder brother quickly told Ling Feng what he had heard, and finally did not forget to give a word of advice.

"Oh? I'm just going to my relatives, not helping me."

Ling Feng smiled nonchalantly, and challenged Tenglong Martial Arts? This is simply a joke. After all, this is also the stronghold of the hidden sect of ancient warriors. How could ordinary people in the world be able to challenge it?

After driving for about half an hour, the taxi came to the gate of Tenglong Martial Arts Hall.

There were two or three black cars parked in front of the door, and there were more than a dozen other luxury cars. The originally spacious parking lot seemed a little crowded.

Seeing that something was wrong, my brother collected the fare and disappeared without a trace.

There was an uproar in the martial arts hall.

The door was ajar, Ling Feng didn't knock on the door, just pushed it open and walked in.

The scene in the field made him slightly stunned.

I saw about [-] or [-] people lying in disorder on the large training ground. The clothes they were wearing did not look like natives.They lay on the ground and howled non-stop, but there was no blood on the ground.

However, Ling Feng could tell at a glance that these people suffered from internal injuries and needed to recuperate for at least a year or so.

In the middle of the hall of the martial arts training ground, an old man with a gloomy face was sitting, and there were about five or six people standing around him in short clothes.Beside him, there were about thirty or so disciples in martial arts costumes, and the leader was an old man who was over fifty, talking to the old man in a low voice angrily.

As soon as Ling Feng walked in, everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Is the person here Ling Feng?"

The old man with a gloomy face asked loudly, looking at him with an unkind expression.

Ling Feng was vigilant in his heart. He felt a strong threat from these people. After looking carefully, the old man's face was [-]% similar to Yuanyang Muqing, and he knew it in his heart.

"That's right, it's the junior!"

Ling Feng punched back, and said loudly, his expression was very calm, without the slightest fear.

"Okay, it really is a boy born from a hero. Xiao Le, clear the scene and throw out the messy people. We don't need to let others hear our words." He gave a light command to the person beside him.

A thin disciple beside him immediately bowed to accept the order, and walked to those injured people who fell to the ground with a smile on his face.

One in each hand, these messy people from other countries were thrown out of the courtyard wall like clouds and fog. The courtyard wall is more than three meters high, which shows that this thin disciple has considerable strength.

Ling Feng's face remained unchanged, and he could also do such a thing.But when the sound of those people falling to the ground came, Ling Feng's expression finally turned serious.

The sound of their landing is almost inaudible, which shows that this disciple named Xiao Le has already reached a fine-grained level of control over his fighting spirit. In other words, with the same strength, a fine-grained state can allow him to display his strength better.

Xiao Le's movements were quick, and he threw all these people away in a blink of an eye, and then walked towards the martial arts disciples.Obviously, in his opinion, the messy people also include the disciples of these martial arts