I am in the reincarnation of the heavens

Chapter 26 I'm not using national skills, but killing skills!

It's sizzling!

The secret soy sauce is poured around the claypot rice, and the hot casserole stimulates the strong aroma between soy sauce and cured meat.

The spoon dug out the bottom of the rice, and the rice crust was burnt and crispy, crunching in the mouth.

Chen Wenyao looked at Yang Sheng who was wolfing down his food, slowly mixed his claypot rice, shook his head and said, "Young man, eat slowly, eating too much hot food is easy to get esophageal cancer."

Yang Sheng swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "There are too many things that restrict you in life. If you can't even eat a meal, you have so many worries, what's the point of living?"

Chen Wenyao looked at Yang Sheng in surprise: "You are a young man, why is your mentality so extreme?

But I'm surprised that you went to save that little girl today.

I told you last time, don't go out of your way, don't do things that hurt nature and reason, or I will definitely crucify you.

But you don't seem to be listening to me.

Planting flags and alliances, killing opponents one after another in the Dragon City Tournament, the four-nine boy who was unknown at the beginning has now become famous all over Hong Kong.

I thought you would get lost in these vanities, but in the end you didn't bother to save a little girl, which just shows that you still have some kindness and conscience in your heart.

Looking back at this time, you still have a chance to be a good person. "

"Nice guy? I actually hate that word."

Yang Sheng put down the spoon, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Who defines the so-called good or bad? If a person has done a hundred good things and one bad thing, is he a good person or a bad person?
Chen sir, at your age, you are still so naive.

There is black and white in this world, neither good nor bad.

What I do is not my conscience, but my heart. "

Chen Wenyao was silent for a moment, and said: "Yang Sheng, you are the strangest member of the society I have ever seen.

Those who seek to join the community are either looking for money, fame, or profit.

I can't see what you want.

However, since I am a policeman, I will absolutely not allow anyone to commit crimes within my jurisdiction!
Yang Sheng, Lei Luo, you'd better stay away from him.

This kind of scum in the police station, even the British, couldn't tolerate him all the time.

You'd better not have any contact with him, or you will be the one who will be unlucky in the end. "

Yang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "What does it matter to me how I am worthy of the famous [-] million detective?

But Mr. Chen, this is an internal problem in your police station. What does it have to do with me, a small person? "

Chen Wenyao ate the claypot rice slowly, and said lightly: "It's best if it doesn't matter.

Lei Luo can cover the sky with one hand for a while, but it is impossible to cover the sky with one hand for the rest of his life. "

Yang Sheng looked at Chen Wenyao thoughtfully, took the last bite of claypot rice into his mouth, stood up and said, "Chen sir, eat slowly, I've invited you for this meal.

It's just a claypot meal, isn't it considered a bribe? "

"Of course not.

The boss will order a package of Chinese sausage rice and chicken rice with mushrooms. My wife and children haven't eaten yet. "

Seeing that Yang Sheng wanted to pay the bill, Chen Wenyao quickly added two more claypot rice.

The corners of Yang Sheng's mouth twitched slightly, but he still paid two extra meals, turned around and went home to sleep.

………………

The scorching hustle and bustle under the boxing ring, and the fierce fighting and collision on the boxing ring made people's blood soar.

This game was 22 to [-], and Yang Sheng got He Yixing's double bonus red stick Zhou Chengyuan.

He Yixing is also an old-fashioned prefix, which can be said to be the largest among all the prefixes in Hong Kong, and it is also the most qualified association among all the prefixes to compete bravely with Chao Yixing.

However, Huang Juekun, the leader of Heyixing, is over 70 years old this year, and there are no outstanding figures among the newcomers of Heyixing, so he is faintly suppressed by Chao Yiyong.

Although Zhou Chengyuan, Yang Sheng's opponent in front of him, is a double-flower red stick, he is only a young man in his early twenties, who is still a little green.

But according to Guilowen, Zhou Chengyuan's identity this week is not ordinary.

The other party is the grandson of Huang Feihong's wife Mo Guilan, who is a descendant of Mo's family boxing, and his body is extremely superb in Fuhu boxing.

Zhou Chengyuan is also the adopted son of Huang Juekun, the leader of Heyixing, and he is a boy specially trained by Heyixing.

However, although the opponent's inheritance is good, the actual combat is still too young.

If Yang Sheng hadn't broken through to 92%, it might take some effort to fight against Zhou Chengyuan, but at this moment, he had just broken through, but he easily took advantage of Zhou Chengyuan's weakness.

Zhou Chengyuan exerted force on his feet, and Mojiaquan's heart-piercing kicks, nail kicks, and door-crossing kicks flew one after another, hitting Yang Sheng's middle door directly, his legs were like iron whips, and almost instantly pushed Yang Sheng to the edge of the ring.

What Mojiaquan pays attention to is: one kick wins three punches, the hand is seven feet long, the foot is three feet long, long attack, and flying kick in the air.A fist weighs a hundred catties of strength, and a foot weighs a thousand catties of strength.

Nanquan is good at short strikes, but Mojiaquan is good at legwork, which is more important than long-distance strikes.

Yang Sheng retreated back and forth before, but now he suddenly became shorter and got under Zhou Chengyuan's body.

Push your knees, wear your legs, and lift your shoulders!
Jiugong Baguazhang, Erlang Danshan!

Zhou Chengyuan twisted his body in the air in shock, before he landed firmly, his hands turned into claws and grabbed Yang Sheng's throat!
I-shaped Fuhu Fist!
Neck hand!Broken Throat Claw!
But Yang Sheng leaned back halfway, raised his leg and kicked repeatedly, kicking Zhou Chengyuan's arm away with one kick, and turned back and landed on Zhou Chengyuan's throat with the other kick.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, Zhou Chengyuan's hair stood on end, and cold sweat slipped off.

Yuhuan steps, mandarin duck legs!
As Yang Sheng slowly retracted his legs, Zhou Chengyuan cupped his fists and smiled wryly: "I lost, thank you for holding back."

Yang Sheng shook his head lightly and said, "Your Mo Family Fist has been inherited by Mo Guilan, and your Gong Zi Fu Hu Fist is also extremely superb.

But your mistake is that you have to integrate the two, but it will leave loopholes in the connection. "

Zhou Chengyuan frowned and said, "But your martial art is also a combination of northern and southern boxing. You are a fellow practitioner from inside and outside, so why is there no loophole?"

Yang Sheng grinned: "Because I didn't learn them as pure martial arts from the beginning.

Fighting is fighting, martial arts is martial arts, and killing skills are killing skills.

The purpose of any kind of martial arts in my hands is the same, they are not Baji or Taiji, they are just to defeat or kill the opponent in front of me.

I didn't think about fusion, so naturally there would be no loopholes.

There is nothing wrong with your path, but the mistake is that you want to combine Mojiaquan and Gongzi Fuhuquan because you have practiced them to the extreme, not because they should be integrated.

But have you ever thought that your ancestor Mo Guilan is Huang Feihong's wife, they are both masters of Chinese martial arts, and they know each other very well.

Since this is the case, then why didn't they combine these two styles of boxing to create the Mo Family Fuhu Boxing? "

Cold sweat oozes from Zhou Chengyuan's forehead again, and his complexion is slightly pale.

After a while, he bowed deeply to Yang Sheng, clasped his fists and said in a low voice, "I've been taught, thank you!"

The referee Song Changli stepped onto the ring, looked at Yang Sheng approvingly, and said loudly, "The winner of this round is Hong Shenglian, Yang Sheng!"

For an old-school person like Song Changli, he still appreciates the behavior of Yang Sheng and Zhou Chengyuan pointing and verifying each other on the ring.

It's just that Yang Sheng's shots in the previous few games were a bit ruthless, and Zhou Chengyuan, who came from an innocent family of martial arts, made him like him even more.

Zhou Chengyuan walked off the ring, bowed his head to an old man in a white Tang suit, and said, "I'm sorry godfather, I didn't even make it to the top ten, I'm embarrassing to He Yixing."

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, with a smile on his face all the time, like an old man exercising in the park.

No one would have guessed that he is Huang Juekun, the leader of Tongling Heyixing for more than 40 years.

"If He Yixing's face depends on you in the boxing ring, then He Yixing will really collapse."

Huang Juekun patted Zhou Chengyuan's head with a smile, and said, "Don't worry too much, boy, you are still young, so you don't need to care about the outcome of this match or two.

That fierce dragon Yang Sheng is not a simple character, he has suddenly emerged, and he has won another game. I am afraid that some people will not be able to sleep. "

As he spoke, Huang Juekun looked to the other side, and happened to meet Wu Tianhao's eyes.

Wu Tianhao's eyes were gloomy, and he slammed the cigar in his mouth to the ground.

The death of Lan Mingqiang and the demise of Helian are a bit strange.

Last time Chai Jiu was able to spot something wrong, so naturally an old fox like Huang Juekun could too.

He wanted to see if Wu Tianhao would kill Yang Sheng secretly.

If he really dared to do something and broke the rules of the Dragon City Tournament, he and others would have a reason to make trouble.

"Ajie, this Yang Sheng cannot be allowed to continue fighting in the Dragon City Tournament."

Fang Jie smiled bitterly and said, "Boss, the British Associated Press and He Yixing and other associations have already noticed that something is wrong, but they are not sure where we did it, and there is no evidence.

To touch that Yang Sheng at a time like this is not to tell them clearly that we have indeed done something wrong.

Bear with me, boss, I have already arranged it. It is no problem for Lei Gong to enter the top ten. Although Azu is injured, he can still enter the top ten.

When the Dragon City Tournament is over, I'll personally send that kid who doesn't know how to live or die to swim! "

Wu Tianhao said with gloomy eyes: "It's not because of this matter.

We have estimated the previous opponents, and we are [-]% sure that we can beat all opponents and win the first place.

The only oddity is this Yang Sheng!
Zuo Kun lost, and Zhou Chengyuan also lost in his hands.

In case Lei Gong or Azu draw him in the next round, can you guarantee that they can beat this Yang Sheng? "

Fang Jie was taken aback for a moment, he really hadn't thought about it.

Previously, as a white paper fan, he deduced the results of the Dragon City Contest, collected all the information on the masters of Zuo Kun, Yaohui, Zhou Chengyuan and other major associations, and also compared their strengths, so that he has great confidence.

But now that Yang Sheng suddenly appeared, the variables were too big.

Wu Tianhao stood up and said coldly, "Let that old man He Wenchang come to see me later.

It's time for his Hong Shenglian's limelight to come to an end. "

(End of this chapter)