Cultivating Master In City

As the KTV is not far from home, Zhou Yi didn't take a taxi, so he walked home and felt a rare calm.

More than ten minutes later, I saw Rolls Royce parked at the bottom of the building.

"Eh?" Zhou Yi's eyebrows frowned. He felt something wrong in the atmosphere. There was a nervous atmosphere in the air.

"Come out!" Zhou Yi gave a cold drink. He felt that there were three more smells of strangers at the door of his house. Each breath was very strong and could not go down to the strength of dark strength in the early stage.

"Awesome, awesome! Ha ha." as soon as Zhou Yi finished his words, three figures appeared in the shadow of the corridor. In the middle was a middle-aged man with big arms and round waist, with a man and a woman on both sides, and his age was twenty-eight or seventy-eight.

"General situ said let's be nice to you. I didn't believe it at that time. What can an 18-year-old boy do for me to be nice......" the middle-aged man walked out, glanced at Zhou Yi and said slowly.

"But when I saw you today, I knew you had this ability!" the middle-aged man walked out of the shadow. Zhou Yi looked at the three people by the light. The corners of his eyes were gentle. There was a faint blood on the man with big arms and round waist in the middle, which was obviously infected by years of killing.

As for the pair of men and women beside him, they are also very concise, and every step is very regular.

"What's the matter with me?" Zhou Yi asked faintly. From the beginning, he judged that the three people didn't kill him, otherwise he wouldn't shout, but directly shot.

"Looking for you, enter the monastery!" the middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Yi and said in a deep voice.

"No!" Zhou Yi refused without thinking about it. For nothing else, it was the attitude of the three people. Instead of inviting people, he wanted to give Zhou Yi a blow.

"Arrogance!" the young man on the left of the middle-aged man said coldly.

The middle-aged man waved his hand. Instead of getting angry, he scratched a lot of interested people. Zhou Yi asked, "do you refuse even if you don't listen to what our monastery does?"

"I'm too lazy to listen." Zhou Yi glanced at the young man and said calmly.

"Do you know who is standing in front of you?" at this time, the enchanting woman on the right side of the middle-aged man spoke faintly, with a bit of worship in her tone.

"Oh? Who?" Zhou Yi looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. It is undeniable that this experienced middle-aged man is indeed the strongest one he has seen since he came to the earth except Taoist Yunxu. Even Cangsong can't hold up a few rounds in his hand. However, what does he do with Zhou Yi no matter how strong he is?

"Uncle Han is at the Wuzong level of our monastery..." the enchanting woman said proudly.

"Little bird!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly and interrupted the words behind the enchanting woman.

"Hum, little bird, he doesn't deserve to know uncle Han's identity," the young man looked at the woman and said.

The enchanting woman's face was blue and red. She realized that Zhou Yi wanted to set her up just now, and she almost got caught.

"Ha ha, boy, I appreciate you very much. You are not only excellent in force, but also good in mind. Before, general situ asked me to give you the identity of a martial artist. I was a little hesitant, but after seeing you, I knew you were worth the title!" said the middle-aged man.

Hearing the word "martial arts teacher", the young men and women looked a little unnatural. The reason why they didn't say a false word to Zhou Yi at the beginning was that general situ wanted to give Zhou Yi the martial arts identity.

You should know that the two of them have been studying in the Taoist school for five years. During this period, they have experienced dozens of battles and completed many tasks before they are promoted to martial arts. However, general situ said that as long as Zhou Yi studies in the Taoist school, he will give him martial arts identity. How can they not be angry.

"Boy, let me tell you where the monastery is first." the middle-aged man glanced at Zhou Yi and said proudly.

"I don't think you've heard of the monastery organization in China before. Today I'll tell you. Most people think that our social security in China has always been maintained by the Public Security Bureau and the army. The Public Security Bureau and the army are our only guarantee in China."

"In fact, what they don't know is that in China, there are many people that the Public Security Bureau and the army can't deal with, that is, martial arts and practitioners, martial arts and practitioners practice magic. When they practice to a certain extent, they can master the power that ordinary people can't imagine. Martial arts can break steel, and practitioners' magic can kill people invisibly."

"Therefore, no matter martial arts or monks, ordinary police and soldiers can deal with them. Therefore, China established a monastery as early as the early days of the founding of the people's Republic of China to deal with martial arts and monks who destroy the law and disturb the secular world. Because the existence of the monastery is too unimaginable, China has never made public the existence of the monastery, and even most people in China don't know it at all There is this place. "

"But if you don't know, it doesn't mean you don't exist. As long as there are many martial arts and monks in China, there must be our monastery! The purpose of the monastery is to frighten martial arts and monks and make them dare not mess around. If there is no monastery, boy, think for yourself, martial arts masters who master power are rampant and magic monks are rampant, and Chinese society has long been It's a mess. It's not certain whether your boy can grow up safely. "

The middle-aged man said word by word for a long time, and finally made it clear where the monastery is.

"Boy, now you tell me, give you a chance to defend the country and the people and let you join the monastery. Do you want to?" the middle-aged man asked proudly, his nostrils almost rising.

Zhou Yi rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man like an idiot. He thought that the goods were crazy. He said this to deceive a primary school student or a middle school sophomore. Maybe they would cry their father and mother and promise, but he said this in front of himself. What do you think of yourself? The flowers of the motherland?

"No." Zhou Yi gave his answer and was about to go home. He didn't have time to play with the mentally retarded middle-aged man.

"Boy, think it over." seeing Zhou Yi leaving, the middle-aged man reached out his big hand and grabbed Zhou Yi's shoulder. There was a bit of anger in his voice. He had said so much, but Zhou Yi still gave him such an answer, which made the middle-aged man very face-saving.

"Loosen up." Zhou Yi made a faint sound. The middle-aged man grabbed his hand on his shoulder very hard. If he was an ordinary person, it was estimated that his shoulder blade might be broken at this time.

"Uncle Han, I think we'd better let this boy know that our monastery is inviolable." the young man on one side shouted defiantly. In the past, no one dared to be like Zhou Yi after others heard the name of the monastery.

"Boy, the last time I ask you, can't you enter our monastery!" the middle-aged man's voice became colder. Situ Wenqiang gave him the task of asking Zhou Yi to register in the monastery. If Zhou Yi can join the monastery, it would be better.

So Han Lei patted his chest. He promised situ Wenqiang that Zhou Yi would join the monastery, but he didn't expect Zhou Yi's attitude.

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. Without answering, he directly punched Han Lei in the face and showed no mercy!

"To die!" Han Lei roared and waved his big hand straight towards Zhou Yi. He had decided to let Zhou Yi know the horror of the monastery with his strength.

The rebellious youth and the enchanting woman snorted coldly, but they didn't fight Zhou Yi, because they believed that Han Lei's strength was more than enough to clean up Zhou Yi.

"Hum, this smelly boy really doesn't know how to write the word" death ". Uncle Han has performed hundreds of missions in the courtyard. There are not ten but eight dark strength fighters killed. I'd like to see what ability this smelly boy has to refuse to enter my monastery!" the enchanting woman disdained.

The rebellious young man nodded, "don't worry, uncle Han will let him know that the monastery is inviolable. It is said that the boy played with Cangsong for more than ten minutes at that time, which shows that his two strengths are equal. At most, this boy is better than Cangsong. But Uncle Han has killed no less than five martial artists who are better than Cangsong. At most, he will lose in ten rounds!"

"Bang"

"Bang"

.......

When the rebellious young man and the enchanting woman talked, Zhou Yi had collided with Han Lei for dozens of rounds. Without any effort, Zhou Yi beat Han Lei with the ordinary Kung Fu he learned in the secular world in his previous life.

But Han Lei is not as casual as Zhou Yi. He even has a cold sweat on his head. Because he felt the great pressure brought by Zhou Yi from the beginning, he did his best. However, Zhou Yi is like a person who has nothing to do! Not influenced by him at all.

In a few seconds, the ten rounds mentioned by the rebellious youth passed, and Zhou Yi was still light, but Han Lei looked more and more dignified.

"Uncle Han... Not in good shape today?" the rebellious young man hesitated.

"Maybe... Ah!" the enchanting woman just wanted to agree, but she couldn't help being shocked.

Han Lei was kicked off by Zhou Yi! More than 200 kilograms of body hit the wall of the community, leaving a shallow human mark!

"Uncle Han!" the young man and the woman were shocked at the same time, and then ran eagerly to Han Lei.

Zhou Yi takes back his hand and looks at Han Lei who is picked up by the two without expression. The monastery represents Chinese forces. Zhou Yi didn't want to offend him. After all, his strength is certainly no better than China's accumulation, but Han Lei's attitude annoys him. So he had to do it.

"Uncle Han, are you all right?" the enchanting woman asked with concern.

Han Lei stumbled to his feet, forcibly calmed the running Qi in his chest, and looked at the beautiful and excessive Zhou Yi with some horror.

"I'm fine," Han Lei replied calmly, but his flushed face showed that he was not as relaxed as he seemed.

"Yes, yes." Han Lei looked at Zhou Yi and said seriously, "I'm out of my sight today. My little brother's strength is really extraordinary. No wonder general situ is so serious to you."