Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 32 Master, let me do a magic trick for you.

Han Ze took his time until it was almost time for lunch before he arrived at the Huang Family Boxing Gym with two bottles of whiskey.

"Brother Han, you are here, come in quickly."

"Hello, Brother Han."

"Junior Brother Han..."

Along the way, the disciples from the Huang Family Boxing Gym greeted Han Ze one after another.

The relationship between people is very strange. Some people have known each other for decades, but they are just casual acquaintances. However, through money, Han Ze established a relationship with many senior disciples of the Huang Family Boxing Gym in less than ten days. a deep friendship.

Everyone respects this junior brother who started later than them but is older than them and spends a lot of money.

Including several Huang Dapeng's direct disciples, they have often received money from brothels funded by Han Ze in recent days, so they have a strong personal relationship.

Han Ze greeted everyone and walked all the way to the dining room.

Rich dishes have been prepared on the table, and several close disciples have already taken their seats.

Seeing Han Ze come in, several close disciples looked on with cold eyes.

Those who can come to learn martial arts usually have good family conditions. Some people are unwilling to accept Han Ze's small favors, and even become hostile to him because he wins over the students in the boxing gym.

Han Ze also didn't take it seriously and put down the two bottles of whiskey with a smile.

Then he sat down at the table of senior disciples.

There are two tables in total, one table is for close disciples and direct disciples, and the other table is for senior disciples.

After everyone arrived, senior brother Jiang Yong went in to report.

Huang Dapeng arrived belatedly.

Everyone stood up and said respectfully: "Hello, Master!"

"Well, everyone, please sit down." Huang Dapeng waved his hand gracefully.

After everyone sat down, Huang Dapeng waved to Han Ze and said, "Come and sit."

There were 20 people at two tables, all looking at Han Ze.

The looks include laughter, admiration, envy, indifference, and hatred.

Han Ze came to Huang Dapeng's side with a smile on his face and said respectfully: "Hello, master!"

"Well!" Huang Dapeng patted him on the shoulder and gestured to the seat that had just been vacated by a close disciple next to him: "Sit down."

Han Ze smiled and said: "Wait a moment. I brought two bottles of Nanyang wine for the master and all the senior brothers to taste together."

While talking, the servant next to him brought over two bottles of wine.

"Wow--"

When Han Ze opened the box and took out two bottles of whiskey, everyone in the dining room couldn't help but exclaim.

It's not because of the color of the wine, but because of the bottle itself. They have never seen such a transparent, perfect, crystal-like glass bottle.

Not to mention how delicious the wine is, the bottle itself is a priceless treasure.

Huang Dapeng couldn't help but be stunned.

"This is a strong drink given by a good friend before, and I have always been reluctant to drink it. Now that the master has accepted me as his disciple, I can just use it to honor you, master." Han Ze said with a sincere smile.

Previously, the moment Huang Dapeng threatened him, the idea of ​​getting rid of him came into his mind.

That's why he said that he had two bottles of good wine at home. His purpose was to use modern high-strength liquor to make the other party drunk, and then use electric batons and other modern cold weapons to kill the other party.

Of course, after returning, he realized that this plan was impossible to realize.

First of all, Huang Dapeng would not easily drink the wine he gave him. Even if he did, with Huang Dapeng's physique at the peak of the Pulse Opening Realm, whether he could get drunk was a question.

What's more, Huang Dapeng still has more than ten or twenty close disciples and direct disciples. Even if he is lucky enough to kill Huang Dapeng, he will still have to face the revenge and pursuit of his disciples.

That's why he made a bold plan to kill Huang Dapeng, his close men, and direct disciples all at once...

"Hahaha, you are really interested!" Huang Dapeng came back to his senses, patted Han Ze on the shoulder, and smiled happily, "We don't have enough time today. We will hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow."

"Thank you, master!" Han Ze burst into tears of gratitude and handed over the whiskey.

When Huang Dapeng saw the crystal clear whiskey in the bottle, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He thought he had seen a lot of treasures, but this was the first time he had seen a "crystal" as transparent as the wine bottle in his hand.

Just when Huang Dapeng was very happy, Han Ze smiled dryly and said: "Master, I also brought a rare Nanyang treasure... I planned to present it to the master after dinner, but seeing you so happy, I can't wait to do it now. Let me show you."

Due to the extreme tension, fear, and uneasiness in his heart, the smile on Han Ze's face was very stiff, and his tone of voice also had a vibrato when he spoke.Normally, with Huang Dapeng's five senses, he would definitely notice something strange about Han Ze.

But the crystal glass wine bottle in his hand made him a little distracted, and the atmosphere was noisy, so he didn't pay attention.

He just smiled and said: "Oh, what?"

"I'll show it to you..."

Han Ze dug out a large box from the cloth bag containing wine. Thinking of what was about to happen, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he finally opened the box.

Then he took out a round ball from inside, which was five M5 defensive grenades strung together...

Han Ze, who was originally extremely frightened and nervous, magically became calmer with his trembling hands the moment he picked up the grenade.

All the uneasiness and tension in my heart turned into excitement and excitement in an instant.

Everyone in the dining room was attracted by the "ball" in his hand.

"Master, look." Han Ze walked up to Huang Dapeng with a grenade.

Huang Dapeng did not go to get it rashly, but asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Han Ze bared his teeth and said with a sinister smile: "Master, let me do a magic trick for you."

As he spoke, he pulled the rope sharply, and the tabs of all five grenades were pulled off.

At the same time that the safety plate popped open, Han Ze let go of his hand and the grenade fell to the ground.

Just when Huang Dapeng and the disciples were confused, Han Ze suddenly disappeared from in front of them with a "swish".

Not waiting for everyone to come to their senses.

Three seconds later, a strong white light flashed.

BOOM! ! ! !
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real world.

Thirty hours have passed and it is now 30:04 in the morning in Pakistan.

In the hotel room, Han Ze opened his eyes and immediately picked up the guest room phone, called the hotel staff at the front desk, and talked to the person in broken English.

Tell the person that their service has been very good and that you have gained a lot of creative inspiration. I hope they will continue to do so and not disturb you for the next two days.

After that, regardless of what the other person said, just hang up the phone.

Time 2 minutes.

One minute passed in the different world.

Then he picked up a bottle of whiskey from the bedside, quickly opened the cap of the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking half a kilogram of whiskey, Han Ze took a deep breath and traveled to another world again.

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, when Han Ze saw the scene in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but feel like vomiting. His limbs also felt numb due to extreme physical discomfort.

The roof of the entire house was blown off by the strong shock wave generated by the explosion. Thick smoke billowed. There were broken limbs and bloody flesh everywhere.

Fortunately, the method taught by Zhang Tieshan was very effective. The alcohol on top of it quickly suppressed the strong physiological discomfort, allowing him to face all this with a calmer attitude and not panic.

He searched around and finally saw a bloody body near the window in the dining room. It was his cheap master Huang Dapeng.

His arms and thighs were blown off, his two eyeballs were blown out, and his face and body were badly damaged by the armor fragments from the grenade, as if he had been minced in a meat grinder.

What Han Ze couldn't believe was that under such circumstances, Huang Dapeng was not completely dead and his body was still shaking.

One can imagine how terrifying the warriors at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm in this world are?
Fortunately, it was a grenade. If it had been a pistol, it would have been 100% impossible to kill him.

"Yes...it's you..."

"Goooooooooooo..."

Huang Dapeng heard the footsteps and guessed it was Han Ze.

He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a large stream of black blood came out, mixed with some broken pieces of flesh.

Han Ze knelt down and said with a ferocious smile: "You can go in peace, I will take care of the martial arts school and my master's wife."

Because of being too excited, excited and nervous, the laughter emitted from the throat turned into "Jie Jie Jie", which was eerie and terrifying.

"you……"

A ball of blood came out of Huang Dapeng's mouth, and then he died completely.

(End of this chapter)