The master who came out of the real world

Chapter 88

Jiangcheng, a district bureau.

Yu Hai sat on the seat, looking at the photo on the phone of the red brick being pierced by bamboo chopsticks, a little skeptical about life.

He also touched it with his hand to make sure it was not a prop or something, so he placed it in the corner, and it was real.

Somewhat outrageous.

Is there really no need to call Chen Xiong to the bureau to file a case, as a key observation object?
Originally, he thought that Chen Xiong was a folk martial arts enthusiast, with some skills, he was considered a master of fighting. Today, after seeing Chen Xiong's ability to leap up the wall, he has a deeper understanding of martial arts.

Martial arts masters can do things that ordinary people can't do, but they shouldn't be as outrageous as described in novels.

But this chopstick directly penetrated his cognition.

It even raised Chen Xiong's level of danger by several floors, but is this really something a human can do?
Or is there any trick?
"Brother Yu, Director Song is looking for you."

A colleague said hello, Yu Hai nodded and walked to the office.

"Ju Song, are you looking for me?"

Yu Hai went in and found a stool to sit on, still thinking about what happened just now.

"Well, Xiao Yu, you don't need to pursue the pharmacy theft case in your hand, just gather up the information and hand it over to the higher authorities."

Bureau Song looked at the document in his hand and said.

"Don't chase after me? What's the matter, there are other cases?"

Yu Hai was a little curious. It would be easier for him to hand over the case, so he would naturally not resist, but he just found a new direction today and was about to report it.

"Well, the National Security Agency has sent someone to take over. It is said that it is quite troublesome."

Bureau Song explained a few sentences, but obviously he didn't know much.

"It's really troublesome for the National Security Department to take over a case worth tens of thousands of yuan. I just wondered if it was done by some folk Lianjiazi, so it's a coincidence that I came here."

The surveillance was destroyed without leaving any traces. The police originally thought it was an acquaintance who stole the crime, but they found no clues.

I heard that there are similar cases in several other districts, but it is not the same gang, and it is not clear at all, and it is not even possible to merge the case.

Yu Hai told Song Ju about what happened today, and Song Ju became interested: "Qinggong, does Xiao Chen really have this ability?"

"Well, and"

Yu Hai thought for a while, and showed Song Ju the photos on his phone: "Song Ju, can the master you met do this?"

"Is this true?"

Director Song's expression also became more solemn. For ordinary practitioners, this level of danger is really different. This is more powerful than some police pistols.

"I don't know, it should be true, but I don't know how he inserted it."

Director Song thought about it, and felt a bit of a headache. He was afraid that this kind of private practitioner would do something by relying on his ability, but if others were innocent, they could at most call someone else to file a case.

But filing this thing is a bit useful, but it's really unpopular.

"You said he wants to find someone who knows military and hard qigong to learn both, right? OK, I'll think about it and see how to deal with it."

Director Song waved his hand, and Yu Hai went out in a sensible manner.

Anyway, the case has been dropped, Chen Xiong has also reported the matter, and it has nothing to do with him anymore.

While practicing stepping on bricks in the yard, Chen Xiong was thinking about the discussion in the morning.

"The police's grappling and capture, I feel that there are heavy traces of Bajiquan, but there are more throwing and capturing moves in the back, which are obviously improved according to the needs."

After thinking for a while, Chen Xiong simply walked to the newly hung sandbag and curiously tried a few straight punches and horizontal kicks. This is a completely different boxing principle from Tai Chi.

What matters is fast, straight and ruthless.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a few muffled sounds, the sandbag only shook slightly twice. On the contrary, Chen Xiong felt a clear sense of counterattack. The impact of such a heavy sandbag was indeed worse.

"If it's pure physical strength, the straight fist of Bajiquan is much more powerful than the pushing hands of Taijiquan."

"And the difficulty of getting started is actually not much more difficult than Taijiquan. No wonder it has become a fighting skill for the military and police. Normal people can quickly acquire a certain level of fighting after learning it."

But for Chen Xiong, it also serves as a reference, and the simple moves and movements are of little significance to him.

"Rest, I will be preparing to break through the eight Vajra Kung Fu and hard kung fu in the past two days, and then practice the force-releasing and unloading techniques in Tai Chi. If there is no news about military hard qigong from Yu Hai, I will have to ask Lao Li. The sports team is considered to be in the physique anyway, and it is more reliable than looking for it by yourself."

The next morning, Chen Xiong bared his teeth and completed the hard exercises.

Skills: Eight Vajra Kung Fu Lv1 (99% of the first glimpse), Hard Kung Fu Lv1 (90% of the first glimpse)

"Phew, I'll practice the Eight Parts Vajra Kung Fu a few more times at noon, and I should be able to level up. As for the hard kung fu, I just need to wait for my body to recover, and it will also be upgraded to Lv2."

He rested for a while, picked up the beef jerky on the side and ate it, and then slowly stood up when he felt that his body was almost calmed down.

"It's not easy. These eight Vajra skills are really difficult to practice. Maybe this is the price of longevity. I don't know how many years I can live in the future."

Chen Xiong put on his posture, took a breath, and began to practice the Eight Parts of Vajra Kung Fu.

Once, twice, three times.
The yard was very quiet, only the sound of breathing when practicing health-preserving exercises, which seemed to be a little heavy.

A little hot.

Chen Xiong exhaled hot air, and a trace of sweat flowed down his muscles, but strangely, he seemed to sense the contours of his own muscles, the skin, fat, muscles, and even the large and small blood vessels running through them all seemed to emerge in his mind.

Looming, vague.

The progression of the Eight Vajra Skills is smooth and smooth.

"Upgraded."

Breaking away from this wonderful feeling, Chen Xiong blinked and exhaled.

The breath was smooth, but Chen Xiong somehow felt that there was something in his throat, a little itchy.

Click on the panel, and the personal data changes again.

Chen Xiong
Physique: 1.6 (1.7)

Soul: 1.3 (1.5)

Skill: Eight Diamond Skills Level 2 (1% rough skin)

"Spirit has increased by 0.2 points in one breath, and the gap between the same physique has been brought up in an instant. Although the physique has not increased, it can be regarded as letting go of one thing."

At first, Chen Xiong was a little worried that the gap between physical and mental strength was too big, which would cause bad damage to the body. However, the improvement of the eight Vajra Skills naturally made up for the shortcomings.

But as soon as the strange feeling just passed, Chen Xiong felt something was wrong.

It was just that he had an inexplicable feeling of trance, a bit like the sequelae of glue, and a bit like the feeling of not waking up after a nap and wanting to lie down for a while.

It's hard to describe the feeling. It's more sleepy and tiring than the sage's time.

"I am"

Chen Xiong yawned slowly, stuffed a few sticks of beef jerky on the table into his mouth, and walked towards the bedroom while chewing.

"I made a mistake. I only prepared the nutrients my body needs, and I didn't prepare some undergrowth ginseng tonic. But fortunately, I don't have to go to work, so I should be able to get a good night's sleep."

Before going to bed, Chen Xiong even specially drank a cup of wolfberry tea to replenish water. When he closed his eyes after going to bed, he fell into a state of deep sleep within a few seconds, breathing very gently, but occasionally Slight snoring.

When Chen Xiong woke up, the room was already pitch black, and his subconscious reaction was 'I slept all afternoon'?
He got up from the bed, rubbed his eyes, and was just about to turn on the light to check what time it was, when he suddenly felt an urgent and violent cough in his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

After coughing hard a few times, a ball of bloody and thick yellow-gray sputum was spit out from the mouth and fell to the ground.

"Fuck me, what's wrong with me!"

Not to mention coughing up blood, he hasn't had a cold for a long time.

But he also felt that his chest was very smooth, as if the mouth and nose went all the way to the lungs without any hindrance.

However, my mouth is very dry, my stomach is very hungry, and my hands and feet are rarely weak.

Subconsciously, he clicked on the panel. Unexpectedly, there was no problem with his body, and he became healthier instead.

Physique: 1.7 (1.8)

Soul: 1.5
Skills: Hard Kung Fu Lv2 (5% for rough skin), Babu Vajra Kung Fu Lv2 (1% for rough skin)

"When I woke up, my soul had been fully restored, my hard skills had been advanced smoothly, and even my physical fitness had improved by 0.1 points. I just don't know if it was Yu Ze's hard skills or diamond skills, but no matter what, I think I can do it now Eat a cow.”

"As for the phlegm, could it be a hidden injury from practicing hard kung fu? But the panel won't lie, and the body won't lie to me either. Why am I sweating so much?"

Chen Xiong reached out to touch the mobile phone on the bedside, but saw a faint trace of a human figure printed on the bed sheet. When he touched it with his hand, it was still a bit greasy, and it was a large piece.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and it was indeed oily, and he could even rub off a little black mud.

Suddenly he became a dirty child.

"The phone is dead. The battery of the fruit phone is really rubbish. It won't take long for the battery to degrade badly."

Before going to bed, there was still more than 40% of the battery, Chen Xiong shook his head, first charged up the phone, and then went outside to pick up beef jerky and milk to eat and drink, but although this thing is very hungry, it does not feel full. After eating a few pieces of beef jerky, I went to the bathroom to wash myself.

Using double the amount of shower gel, Chen Xiong washed his whole body thoroughly, and only then did he get rid of the greasy feeling all over his body.

After wiping his hair, Chen Xiong went out to make a cup of wolfberry tea to relieve the symptoms of dry mouth. Then he walked to the bedroom and couldn't help but sniff.

It was a sour and smelly smell. It wasn't there just now, but after taking a bath, it became very obvious.

After searching for half a circle, Chen Xiong was sure that his bed sheets were smelly. Frowning, he rolled them into a ball and threw them into the yard. He picked up the mobile phone that was charged to more than 20% and looked at it. It was already 10 o'clock in the evening, and there were more than a dozen more All missed calls were from Li Sanjiang.

It seems that Lao Li has something to look for himself.

Chen Xiong sipped the wolfberry tea and pushed it over: "Old Li, what's the matter, so urgent?"

"I'm going, I finally heard from you, kid. I called you so many times yesterday and you didn't answer, and the phone was turned off today. I thought something happened to you!"

Li Sanjiang's worry and dissatisfaction can be clearly heard. No matter what kind of business he does in modern society, he is afraid that he will not be able to contact anyone and have no news.

"Lao Li, don't talk nonsense. When did you contact me yesterday? I just took a nap this afternoon and my phone was out of battery."

Chen Xiong finished his wolfberry tea, so he sipped his mouth, it would be a good thing to drink a cup of health-preserving tea after waking up.

"Are you afraid that you are sleepy? I called you all afternoon yesterday afternoon. I thought you missed something, but I couldn't get through if I called again today."

Called all afternoon yesterday?

Chen Xiong was stunned for a moment, subconsciously wanting to refute, but paused again, then simply switched back to the phone desktop and clicked on the missed call. It turned out to be that it was really from yesterday afternoon.

This.?

Chen Xiong was in a daze. If the phone records and Li Sanjiang hadn't lied to him, would he have slept until now from his nap at noon yesterday?

(End of this chapter)