Hidden corner
Chapter 274 274 Candidates 2
Chapter 274 Chapter 274
The man has blond hair, which has become dirty at this time, like a yellow rag.
The key is that face, which happened to be the handsome man Li Chengyi had just met, who drugged Zhao Xiaoli.
"It's you?"
Li Chengyi glanced around, the walls were covered with blood splattered, and the wound on the opponent's body was bandaged up with thoughtful treatment.
But his inquiry was destined to go unanswered.
The handsome man raised his head, as if he felt someone coming in front of him, showing his face.
Both of his eyes were gouged out, and blood flowed from the earholes.
Apparently neither seen nor heard.
"." Li Chengyi was speechless, turned around and walked out.
During the day, I saw the bustling and bustling Korean language, but at night it was full of blood and cruelty.
Just when they reached the entrance of the alley, two tall men holding black machetes blocked the exit.
The two of them glanced at him, seeming to judge something.
A few seconds later, the two made way for each other and silently waved their hands.
Li Chengyi understood immediately, walked out of the alley quickly, and mixed into the crowd of people on the street at night.
Early the next morning.
He came to Catherine's Bar again.
Same location, same people, same honey milk.
Zhao Xiaoli also came, next to him in the original seat. "Hi."
Still wearing a mask, she greeted him with a smile on her eyes.
"That person was disabled yesterday, did you do it?" Li Chengyi sat down and asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhao Xiaoli shook her head.
Li Chengyi suddenly felt that the milk was a bit sweet, and looked up at the bartender who was serving them, and found that the bartender had also changed.
"Are you looking for the bartender from before?" Zhao Xiaoli asked.
"Well, today's drink is not as good as yesterday's." Li Chengyi said.
"He's dead." Zhao Xiaoli said with a smile.
"died?"
"Well, I was hit and killed by some good people who saw the road rough."
"." Li Chengyi looked at the other party, obviously talking about the dead, but Zhao Xiaoli's face did not have a trace of heaviness and solemnity, only happiness.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because he saw it, but chose to remain silent." Zhao Xiaoli said.
"Why is this? He doesn't deserve to die." Li Chengyi frowned.
"Brother Li, have you heard a word?"
"what?"
"When there are very few people in this world who agree with you, then get rid of those who don't agree with you. In this way, there will only be friends who have the same three views as yourself. The world will be beautiful." Zhao Xiaoli laughed.
Li Chengyi was speechless.
However, looking carefully, the girl in front of him seemed to meet his criteria for finding a Holy Child.
He thought about it.
"But in this way, you will encounter many, many enemies. You may also be injured and die."
"It doesn't matter. As long as each of us good people kills one bad person every day, the world will become a better place."
"." This sentence always feels that something is wrong.
Li Chengyi was speechless.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" he asked.
"Not afraid. Anyway, life itself is very boring. Death may not be eternal sleep, but reincarnation, going to other different planets, worlds, and living a different life. Sometimes I think about it and I look forward to it." Zhao Xiaoli still smiled.
But now Li Chengyi clearly felt that she was abnormal.
He has met many people in his life, but this is the first one who is so twisted and abnormal.
Even the white skull is not so distorted.
But isn't this better?It just meets the selection criteria of the Holy Infant.
He pondered for a while.
"But there are too many bad people in this world. No matter how hard you try, you can't do much by yourself."
"Yes. Sometimes I really feel powerless." Zhao Xiaoli nodded in agreement.
"Have you ever thought about making yourself stronger instead of relying on the strength of your family?" Li Chengyi asked.
"Yes, I have been exposed to flying instruments, fighting skills, firearms, fighter jets, etc. But they are not up to the level I want." Zhao Xiaoli sighed.
"They, everything, needs the cooperation, help, and assistance of many people. It cannot be purely carried out by one person's will. Once the team behind it gives up support and maintenance, I can't do anything."
Obviously, she has also been restricted by others.
"So, only your own strength is the fundamental way to survive." Li Chengyi said softly.
"That's right."
"Since you have ideas, money, and resources, why not come and learn boxing with me." Li Chengyi said suddenly.
"Learn boxing?"
"Yes, I can see that you are a good person with ideals and ambitions. In this era, good people are always criticized for not understanding and misinterpreting. So the better you are, the more power you need!" Li Chengyi said.
"Brother Li, do you think your fighting skills are very strong?" Zhao Xiaoli asked doubtfully.
"If you're not strong in fighting skills, it's always the people who are strong." Li Chengyi said.
He took the milk and drank it down, turned and left his seat, and left the bar.
Zhao Xiaoli was left sitting aside, lost in thought.
Not far from where the two were sitting, a girl with short hair was lowering her head and quietly listening to their conversation, sweating all over her body.
What Zhao Xiaoli?It's obviously Zhao Xianrou!
Among the entire young generation of Korean-speaking nobles, there are only four people who are the most disgusting and scary.
Among them, Zhao Xianrou ranked third.
She is a well-deserved moody, neurotic noble lady who would kill others at every turn.
The point is, this guy is extremely talented, and Fei Yi is proficient in fighting spears. No one knows how strong she is, but she has been assassinated several times by fifth-rank killers, and she was strangled without even seeing her face. It is conceivable how strong her hidden power is.
And now, a mysterious man from out of town suddenly said that he wanted to teach her fighting skills?
Da Zhuang's heart was filled with thoughts, and he didn't know what to say at all.
She really wanted to get up and leave, but her strong curiosity made her stop and continue to observe and eavesdrop on Zhao Xianrou's actions.
It's a pity that after Li Chengyi left, Zhao Xianrou didn't act abnormally anymore, she just drank milk quietly by herself, as if thinking about something.
Ten minutes later, a tall man in a silver jacket walked into the bar and whispered something beside her.
"Go ahead and prove that if he is really as strong as he claims, then he is still a good person."
"If it's not, then it's a bad person. Those who lie are all bad people, and they have to be dealt with." Zhao Xianrou lazily said.
Good people don't lie.
She has always believed in this.
*
*
*
On the Korean street.
Li Chengyi just came out of the bar and looked at the silver aircraft flying in the air. For a moment, he felt confused and didn't know where he was.
Silver streets, silver buildings, circling Tianhe.Half human, half mechanical passerby.
Bang.
Suddenly, a burly bald man in front of him, wearing a metal exoskeleton, like a mantis lying on his upper body, quickly approached him.
The man's right arm drooped, and a metal mace popped out, trembling slightly.
The sound just now came from there.
"?" Li Chengyi stopped and looked at the other party in confusion.
The bald man didn't intend to speak at all, he stepped forward and raised his right hand.
With a burst of tenderness, his arm exploded at an exaggerated speed, smashing Li Chengyi's head hard at a level far exceeding that of ordinary people.
Bang.
The mace hung in the air in front of Li Chengyi.
Freeze.
"School fighting skills?"
Li Chengyi grabbed the opponent's forearm with one hand. No matter how hard the opponent struggled or used, he couldn't move at all.
"Let go!" The bald man immediately understood that he had kicked an iron plate, and his face was terrified. "My master is."
Bang!
His neck was tightly gripped by a big hand, and his whole body was slowly lifted up by huge force, hanging in the air.
Naturally, the next words cannot be spoken.
"Threats are the patent of the weak, do you ask for mercy?"
Li Chengyi exerted a little force, and there was a cracking sound, and the bald man's neck bone broke instantly.
Such an injury would have been fatal in the past, but here, as long as the treatment was timely and appropriate, the patient would have to lie in bed for a few months at most.
Throwing the person aside, Li Chengyi straightened his cuffs, walked away slowly, and walked towards the hotel.
at dusk.
He came again to Catherine's bar.
"How? Have you thought about it clearly?"
He was still sitting in his previous seat, with Zhao Xiaoli on one side.
"You're pretty good, but it's not enough to be my teacher." Zhao Xiaoli shook her head and smiled.
"Then what is enough?"
"The limit of fighting skills is genetic modification to the extreme. There is a huge gap between flying instruments and modified humans. So I don't think it is worthwhile to put time and energy on that."
"I'm different." Li Chengyi shook his head.
"What's the difference? The Assassination Fist in martial arts, the Prison Dragon of Longxu Sect was like that when he was the strongest. Are you stronger than him?" Zhao Xiaoli asked in return.
Longxumen?
Li Chengyi instantly understood that the other party had investigated him.
"Since you know that Prison Dragon is my teacher, you should know that he was no longer my opponent a long time ago." Li Chengyi looked calm.
"Is that so?" Zhao Xiaoli smiled even happier. "But I have also learned fighting skills and entered the Yanxing Bagua Sect. If you want to be my teacher, you have to ask them if they agree."
She picked up the milk and took a sip.
"You know, in this Korean language, I don't know how many schools want me to join them and become their disciples."
"It seems that you still don't understand." Li Chengyi's eyes darkened. "It's not that I want you to learn, but that I'm giving you a chance."
"Really? But for me, there are too many opportunities in this world. If it is not the strongest, then, for me, the rest are rubbish." Zhao Xiaoli smiled.
"What a pity." Li Chengyi closed his eyes, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Originally, you were supposed to be one of the best candidates, but now, I have changed my mind."
He left his seat and walked out the door.
What he needs is a holy baby who can respect his teacher, not a lunatic like Zhao Xiaoli.
So this time the candidate must be replaced.
Zhao Xiaoli sat alone and sighed.
"A good man won't make a pretty and lovely lady like me angry."
"Miss, do you need to send someone to deal with him?" A woman in a blue suit approached.
"No, Big Brother Li is still a good person, but not as good as before. Killing him is too much." Zhao Xiaoli thought for a while.
"Isn't he proud of his martial arts prowess? Send an invitation letter to his teacher. This year's Jiwu Fierce Tournament is about to begin. The Ryusu Sect must participate, otherwise the school's privileges will be revoked."
The Extreme Martial Arts Tournament is a large-scale national competition organized by many martial arts schools in Yiguo. It is a large-scale competition used to screen out strong elites and absorb them into the military as a talent reserve.
This competition is not only concerned by the military, but also by many dignitaries and dignitaries, who regard it as a rare entertainment item.
Therefore, there are also many by-products such as gambling.
The schools that have gained the strongest terms will generally gain the apprenticeship of many noble children and talented flying instrument masters.
After all, although fighting skills are getting weaker and weaker, it is still very important as a close-up supplement for flying instrument masters.
Therefore, the top sect among them is also related to the Thirteen Flying Streams in the flying instrument world.
"It is not allowed to use any mechanical and electronic equipment in the extreme martial arts competition. Only pure flesh and blood can be used. Didn't he say that he is very strong? Let's see how many levels he can pass through the Dragon Beard Gate." Zhao Xiaoli laughed.
"Then what if he is really strong?" the woman in the suit asked.
"That doesn't matter. No matter how strong your fighting skills are, what can you do? Fei Yi's slash is all vain." Zhao Xiaoli raised her eyebrows.
(End of this chapter)
The man has blond hair, which has become dirty at this time, like a yellow rag.
The key is that face, which happened to be the handsome man Li Chengyi had just met, who drugged Zhao Xiaoli.
"It's you?"
Li Chengyi glanced around, the walls were covered with blood splattered, and the wound on the opponent's body was bandaged up with thoughtful treatment.
But his inquiry was destined to go unanswered.
The handsome man raised his head, as if he felt someone coming in front of him, showing his face.
Both of his eyes were gouged out, and blood flowed from the earholes.
Apparently neither seen nor heard.
"." Li Chengyi was speechless, turned around and walked out.
During the day, I saw the bustling and bustling Korean language, but at night it was full of blood and cruelty.
Just when they reached the entrance of the alley, two tall men holding black machetes blocked the exit.
The two of them glanced at him, seeming to judge something.
A few seconds later, the two made way for each other and silently waved their hands.
Li Chengyi understood immediately, walked out of the alley quickly, and mixed into the crowd of people on the street at night.
Early the next morning.
He came to Catherine's Bar again.
Same location, same people, same honey milk.
Zhao Xiaoli also came, next to him in the original seat. "Hi."
Still wearing a mask, she greeted him with a smile on her eyes.
"That person was disabled yesterday, did you do it?" Li Chengyi sat down and asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhao Xiaoli shook her head.
Li Chengyi suddenly felt that the milk was a bit sweet, and looked up at the bartender who was serving them, and found that the bartender had also changed.
"Are you looking for the bartender from before?" Zhao Xiaoli asked.
"Well, today's drink is not as good as yesterday's." Li Chengyi said.
"He's dead." Zhao Xiaoli said with a smile.
"died?"
"Well, I was hit and killed by some good people who saw the road rough."
"." Li Chengyi looked at the other party, obviously talking about the dead, but Zhao Xiaoli's face did not have a trace of heaviness and solemnity, only happiness.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because he saw it, but chose to remain silent." Zhao Xiaoli said.
"Why is this? He doesn't deserve to die." Li Chengyi frowned.
"Brother Li, have you heard a word?"
"what?"
"When there are very few people in this world who agree with you, then get rid of those who don't agree with you. In this way, there will only be friends who have the same three views as yourself. The world will be beautiful." Zhao Xiaoli laughed.
Li Chengyi was speechless.
However, looking carefully, the girl in front of him seemed to meet his criteria for finding a Holy Child.
He thought about it.
"But in this way, you will encounter many, many enemies. You may also be injured and die."
"It doesn't matter. As long as each of us good people kills one bad person every day, the world will become a better place."
"." This sentence always feels that something is wrong.
Li Chengyi was speechless.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" he asked.
"Not afraid. Anyway, life itself is very boring. Death may not be eternal sleep, but reincarnation, going to other different planets, worlds, and living a different life. Sometimes I think about it and I look forward to it." Zhao Xiaoli still smiled.
But now Li Chengyi clearly felt that she was abnormal.
He has met many people in his life, but this is the first one who is so twisted and abnormal.
Even the white skull is not so distorted.
But isn't this better?It just meets the selection criteria of the Holy Infant.
He pondered for a while.
"But there are too many bad people in this world. No matter how hard you try, you can't do much by yourself."
"Yes. Sometimes I really feel powerless." Zhao Xiaoli nodded in agreement.
"Have you ever thought about making yourself stronger instead of relying on the strength of your family?" Li Chengyi asked.
"Yes, I have been exposed to flying instruments, fighting skills, firearms, fighter jets, etc. But they are not up to the level I want." Zhao Xiaoli sighed.
"They, everything, needs the cooperation, help, and assistance of many people. It cannot be purely carried out by one person's will. Once the team behind it gives up support and maintenance, I can't do anything."
Obviously, she has also been restricted by others.
"So, only your own strength is the fundamental way to survive." Li Chengyi said softly.
"That's right."
"Since you have ideas, money, and resources, why not come and learn boxing with me." Li Chengyi said suddenly.
"Learn boxing?"
"Yes, I can see that you are a good person with ideals and ambitions. In this era, good people are always criticized for not understanding and misinterpreting. So the better you are, the more power you need!" Li Chengyi said.
"Brother Li, do you think your fighting skills are very strong?" Zhao Xiaoli asked doubtfully.
"If you're not strong in fighting skills, it's always the people who are strong." Li Chengyi said.
He took the milk and drank it down, turned and left his seat, and left the bar.
Zhao Xiaoli was left sitting aside, lost in thought.
Not far from where the two were sitting, a girl with short hair was lowering her head and quietly listening to their conversation, sweating all over her body.
What Zhao Xiaoli?It's obviously Zhao Xianrou!
Among the entire young generation of Korean-speaking nobles, there are only four people who are the most disgusting and scary.
Among them, Zhao Xianrou ranked third.
She is a well-deserved moody, neurotic noble lady who would kill others at every turn.
The point is, this guy is extremely talented, and Fei Yi is proficient in fighting spears. No one knows how strong she is, but she has been assassinated several times by fifth-rank killers, and she was strangled without even seeing her face. It is conceivable how strong her hidden power is.
And now, a mysterious man from out of town suddenly said that he wanted to teach her fighting skills?
Da Zhuang's heart was filled with thoughts, and he didn't know what to say at all.
She really wanted to get up and leave, but her strong curiosity made her stop and continue to observe and eavesdrop on Zhao Xianrou's actions.
It's a pity that after Li Chengyi left, Zhao Xianrou didn't act abnormally anymore, she just drank milk quietly by herself, as if thinking about something.
Ten minutes later, a tall man in a silver jacket walked into the bar and whispered something beside her.
"Go ahead and prove that if he is really as strong as he claims, then he is still a good person."
"If it's not, then it's a bad person. Those who lie are all bad people, and they have to be dealt with." Zhao Xianrou lazily said.
Good people don't lie.
She has always believed in this.
*
*
*
On the Korean street.
Li Chengyi just came out of the bar and looked at the silver aircraft flying in the air. For a moment, he felt confused and didn't know where he was.
Silver streets, silver buildings, circling Tianhe.Half human, half mechanical passerby.
Bang.
Suddenly, a burly bald man in front of him, wearing a metal exoskeleton, like a mantis lying on his upper body, quickly approached him.
The man's right arm drooped, and a metal mace popped out, trembling slightly.
The sound just now came from there.
"?" Li Chengyi stopped and looked at the other party in confusion.
The bald man didn't intend to speak at all, he stepped forward and raised his right hand.
With a burst of tenderness, his arm exploded at an exaggerated speed, smashing Li Chengyi's head hard at a level far exceeding that of ordinary people.
Bang.
The mace hung in the air in front of Li Chengyi.
Freeze.
"School fighting skills?"
Li Chengyi grabbed the opponent's forearm with one hand. No matter how hard the opponent struggled or used, he couldn't move at all.
"Let go!" The bald man immediately understood that he had kicked an iron plate, and his face was terrified. "My master is."
Bang!
His neck was tightly gripped by a big hand, and his whole body was slowly lifted up by huge force, hanging in the air.
Naturally, the next words cannot be spoken.
"Threats are the patent of the weak, do you ask for mercy?"
Li Chengyi exerted a little force, and there was a cracking sound, and the bald man's neck bone broke instantly.
Such an injury would have been fatal in the past, but here, as long as the treatment was timely and appropriate, the patient would have to lie in bed for a few months at most.
Throwing the person aside, Li Chengyi straightened his cuffs, walked away slowly, and walked towards the hotel.
at dusk.
He came again to Catherine's bar.
"How? Have you thought about it clearly?"
He was still sitting in his previous seat, with Zhao Xiaoli on one side.
"You're pretty good, but it's not enough to be my teacher." Zhao Xiaoli shook her head and smiled.
"Then what is enough?"
"The limit of fighting skills is genetic modification to the extreme. There is a huge gap between flying instruments and modified humans. So I don't think it is worthwhile to put time and energy on that."
"I'm different." Li Chengyi shook his head.
"What's the difference? The Assassination Fist in martial arts, the Prison Dragon of Longxu Sect was like that when he was the strongest. Are you stronger than him?" Zhao Xiaoli asked in return.
Longxumen?
Li Chengyi instantly understood that the other party had investigated him.
"Since you know that Prison Dragon is my teacher, you should know that he was no longer my opponent a long time ago." Li Chengyi looked calm.
"Is that so?" Zhao Xiaoli smiled even happier. "But I have also learned fighting skills and entered the Yanxing Bagua Sect. If you want to be my teacher, you have to ask them if they agree."
She picked up the milk and took a sip.
"You know, in this Korean language, I don't know how many schools want me to join them and become their disciples."
"It seems that you still don't understand." Li Chengyi's eyes darkened. "It's not that I want you to learn, but that I'm giving you a chance."
"Really? But for me, there are too many opportunities in this world. If it is not the strongest, then, for me, the rest are rubbish." Zhao Xiaoli smiled.
"What a pity." Li Chengyi closed his eyes, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. "Originally, you were supposed to be one of the best candidates, but now, I have changed my mind."
He left his seat and walked out the door.
What he needs is a holy baby who can respect his teacher, not a lunatic like Zhao Xiaoli.
So this time the candidate must be replaced.
Zhao Xiaoli sat alone and sighed.
"A good man won't make a pretty and lovely lady like me angry."
"Miss, do you need to send someone to deal with him?" A woman in a blue suit approached.
"No, Big Brother Li is still a good person, but not as good as before. Killing him is too much." Zhao Xiaoli thought for a while.
"Isn't he proud of his martial arts prowess? Send an invitation letter to his teacher. This year's Jiwu Fierce Tournament is about to begin. The Ryusu Sect must participate, otherwise the school's privileges will be revoked."
The Extreme Martial Arts Tournament is a large-scale national competition organized by many martial arts schools in Yiguo. It is a large-scale competition used to screen out strong elites and absorb them into the military as a talent reserve.
This competition is not only concerned by the military, but also by many dignitaries and dignitaries, who regard it as a rare entertainment item.
Therefore, there are also many by-products such as gambling.
The schools that have gained the strongest terms will generally gain the apprenticeship of many noble children and talented flying instrument masters.
After all, although fighting skills are getting weaker and weaker, it is still very important as a close-up supplement for flying instrument masters.
Therefore, the top sect among them is also related to the Thirteen Flying Streams in the flying instrument world.
"It is not allowed to use any mechanical and electronic equipment in the extreme martial arts competition. Only pure flesh and blood can be used. Didn't he say that he is very strong? Let's see how many levels he can pass through the Dragon Beard Gate." Zhao Xiaoli laughed.
"Then what if he is really strong?" the woman in the suit asked.
"That doesn't matter. No matter how strong your fighting skills are, what can you do? Fei Yi's slash is all vain." Zhao Xiaoli raised her eyebrows.
(End of this chapter)
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