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Chapter 162 Repertoire: The Past

Although the Green Goblin showed mercy to Xu Han's subordinates, even if the shock wave bomb was not very lethal, the detonation power at close range was still not just for fun.

Brother Xu Han still entered the hospital.

Wan also went to visit this one.

Although the fourth team was very dissatisfied with his ego when he acted, Wan Yi recorded the faces of the escaped Huo people and helped them track down the whereabouts of the two Huo people and a lunatic.

Let's save a little face for them when the extermination and capture are fruitless.

Coming out of Xu Han's ward, Tu Zhiwu said: "The captain will not be able to attend the subsequent meeting."

"What meeting?" Wan Yi asked casually, but he still knew what it was.

"A few days later, there will be a meeting on the follow-up development of the city. At the meeting, we will summarize the incident of the abyss boundary zone, and then make some future plans. The disaster policy department will participate. The captain probably won't be able to attend like this." Figure chi martial arts.

"Can I hang out?" Wan Yi asked with a smile.

"Aren't you a member of Guidao, just say it." Tu Zhiwu nodded slightly.

Wan Yi walked home through the night.

After entering the door, Mr. Mask jumped off him and tossed on its cat climbing frame.

After thinking about it, Wan Yi sat on the sofa and went to the theater.

At the theater, Wan also met Coffin.

"Why are you here again?"

Reid's hair was a little messy, and he smiled wryly: "My good man said that maybe the previous call for improvement gave Coffin a little trick to go to the theater."

"Hey~, so what's going on here?" Wan Yi asked, looking at Kefen and Luoxi huddling together.

"Because Rosie has the aura of a sea monster, Coffin must have admitted it wrong." Rhett smiled and adjusted his glasses.

At this time, Rosie and Coffin...

"Damn dog! Let go!"

"Ow!"

"I'm my own! Don't force me to burn you!"

"Ow!"

"What are you doing!"

Luo Xi is really powerful, and successfully resisted Coffin's attack. Although his arm was bitten fiercely, it was already bloody, and he was at a disadvantage overall, but he was indeed fighting against Coffin.

"Kefen, be obedient!" Wan Yi clapped his hands, and Kefen immediately let go, straightened his head, and ran back to Wan Yi's side in a hurry.

"I've never heard of such a thing." Luo Xi sat on the ground, still a little shocked.

Rhett stepped forward to pull him up: "But you saw the strangest one right away, and the others are not so abnormal."

After being taught a lesson by Wan Yi, Kefen started shouting "I'm sorry" again.

Although it doesn't make any sense.

Rosie hid behind Rhett, looking at this terrifying dog vigilantly.

Wan Yi rubbed Coffin's head.

Coffin is in a good mood recently, it seems that when the sea monster's boundaries overlap, it really has a good time.

But when it comes to the boundary line of sea monsters, Wan Yi said to Luo Xi: "Luo Xi, is there any problem with you?"

Hearing this, Luo Xi sat down in the auditorium: "I just went out to sea for a while, and I haven't encountered anything in the sea. I occasionally kill sea monsters, and I don't have to work very comfortably."

It seems that a large piece of the boundary line itself was cut off by Coffin did not cause obvious abnormalities inside the boundary.

Of course, it is also possible that a mutation has occurred, but Luo Xi has not come into contact with it yet.

"Fukong doesn't seem to come up much recently." Wan Yi said after scanning around.

It's normal for the demon lord to take less time to come up. He is in a special state. He has been awake for too long and has performed two projection summons. It is estimated that it has had a little impact on the world he is in. Recently, he has been in a deep sleep to alleviate it.

And if the other characters in the play don't go to the theater for a long time, it probably means that something happened to them.

"Fukong said that his friend had a problem, and he was helping recently, so he couldn't spare time." Reid said.

"Oh! Fukong, I saw him last time!" Luo Xi said hastily, "I went up to say hello, but he gave me a look and then left, so fierce."

"The Fukong people are actually very nice, but they are more shy and not good at talking to people they don't know." Reid said good things for his good friend.

"I feel like he really wants to punch me." Luo Xi touched his hunting cap.

When things don't happen, Luo Xi's personality is more optimistic, which is indeed a style that has never been seen in the theater.

Unlike Rhett, he is willing to take the initiative to say hello to every stranger he meets, and as far as Wan Yi knows, he even named the sailors Wan Yi on his ship.

For Fukong, this kind of enthusiasm will more easily arouse his resistance.

It has something to do with Xiao Fukong's past.

Anyway, with nothing to do, Wan Yi took out Fukong's script, which had a gray cover: "Then let's read Fukong's previous stories together."

……

The world in which Fukong lives is the same as that of Rhett. On the surface, it seems to be very close to normal, but there are also some heterogeneous things.

For example, in the first course of martial arts, ordinary things in that world and real martial arts are two things. Although there is progress, it is difficult for ordinary people to touch the threshold.

In addition to martial arts, there are also gods, ghosts and strange arts under the world. Although the background of the times is close to modern times, the backside of the world is still full of chaotic "rivers and lakes".

Fukong is one of the thousands of homeless children in the chaotic era. He was trained as a petty thief by the gang dealers in the market since he was a child.

He has seen the warmth and coldness of the world, and grew up doing all kinds of dirty work under the gang.

That is to say, he has excellent understanding, and he learned the skills of that gang boss just by looking at it, so he got a good job.

After the gang was suppressed, he was not blamed because of his young age, but he felt sorry for the children under the hands of the gang dealers.

A few of them were lucky enough to be taken away by some people because they were looking for their foundation, but it was only a very small number. How could a good-looking child be born under such conditions?

Fukong was originally valued because of his good health and bright eyes, but for the sake of other children, he didn't leave.

He left, these younger brothers who followed him lost the bit of steamed buns and scum that the gang gave them, and they would die if they made a living on their own.

So he showed off his martial arts skills, dressed himself up, pretended to be an adult, and started to hang around with the little kids, teaching them kung fu.

The gang has gradually grown under the management of Fukong alone, but the members are still too young.

It doesn't have much power, but it starts to show off below.

If you provoke someone, they will come to fight gangs,
Fukong dealt with a few waves, but the other party felt that it was tricky, so he resorted to tricks.

Buying, poisoning, and playing with people's hearts.

Only Fukong survived, and the gang died up and down.

Fukong fought back and forth with the killer a few times, relying on stealing a skill, he was caught off guard and won the life-and-death battle, and left the place where he grew up alone.

When he was about to die from exhaustion, he survived only with help.

The family that helped him had an old martial arts gym, but due to changes in the times, fewer people practiced martial arts, and the martial arts hall gradually declined.

Because martial arts are too difficult, ordinary martial arts are no match for different arts, but different arts are easy to learn, and there is no threshold.

For those who come from a serious background, learning martial arts only has the function of strengthening the body.

And this martial arts gym is for practicing boxing.

Most boxing techniques are not as good as weapon techniques, and only a very small number of particularly powerful unarmed martial arts have the courage to suppress weapons.

And this martial arts school is obviously not something of that level.

Fukong was taken care of, stayed at this house, and spent a rare leisure time in his life.

The family name is Zhuang.

There was an only daughter named Zhuang He.

Although it is an old-fashioned plot, after the previous thrilling incident, people can't help but feel relieved.

Fukong and Zhuanghe are both young people, and after a long time of contact, they have secretly developed feelings for each other. Fukong has also received the family's serious martial arts guidance, and his skills have been sorted out, and his strength has grown further.

During this period, Fukong also really became interested in martial arts.

After all, before that, for him, there was no difference between weapons and swords and utensils, they were just weapons that he took at random.

After officially starting to study, although I didn't have any sense of awe, but without the influence of chores, my interest did indeed come up.

Zhuang He is a student of different arts.

Zhuang Heng, the owner of the martial arts gym, is Zhuang He's father and Fu Kong's current master. He insists on practicing martial arts, but he also accepts the reality of changing times. He hopes that Zhuang He will have more opportunities to succeed in the future and not stick to martial arts.

Fukong has read the content of the strange arts, and the strange thing is that he memorizes the basics of martial arts at a glance, he can get started with one movement, and he can get through it after repeating a few times, but he knows nothing about the strange arts.

Can't learn at all.

What kind of free qi, mobilizing three souls and seven souls, etc., he has no such talent at all.

But he is not interested in this kind of thing, and he doesn't care much.

After such a leisurely day passed for a while, things finally came.

The country was about to go to war, and Zhuang Heng rushed to the battlefield without saying a word.

It's hard to say how high a person's survival rate is on the battlefield, but it's definitely easy to die.

(End of this chapter)