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Of course, it's not easy to be complacent with achievements. Shen Lang thinks that ye Lao's book of good friends is not a souvenir.

The secret of ten steps and one kill. Let's look at it more vividly. As long as the speed, strength and other basic fighting skills. After reaching that level, another ten steps and one kill can achieve the unexpected fighting effect.

Fighting literacy in ordinary times. It is a process of quantitative change and enhancement, while ten steps and one kill is a process of quantitative change and enhancement. A leap from quantitative change to qualitative change.

But ten steps and one kill is only a legend. The reason is that most people don't have the physical quality and the premise of manipulation. The book was left to him by old friend Ye. It is not known whether this friend has reached the peak of ten steps, that is, one step at a time.

"Dangdang..."

Jiang Min knocks on the door to ask Shen Lang to have dinner.

"Brother, you are so handsome today. Kill the shark with your bare hands. You are better than Wu Song

Shen Lang half lying on the bed, said to her: "help me to carry the food inside, I'm too lazy to go out."

"Oh..." What else does Jiang Min want to say. Seeing that Shen Lang was absent-minded, he closed the door for him and left.

Not for a while. There was another knock at the door of the room. Unexpectedly, Nana was the one who came to deliver the meal.

"Ha ha. Nanjie delivers the meal herself, but my hut is full of splendor. "

"Psycho." Nana put the food down. It can be described as a shark meal, shark fin soup, olive oil fried shark meat, barbecue, all kinds of practices are very complete.

Shen Lang began to eat. It seems that I don't want Nana to see what's on her mind.

"Sister Na, how is your work now?"

"That's it. Wait to die, wait for the chance of promotion and salary increase. "

"Wait, wait, don't be silly. Let others play by the rules again."

"Fart! Diving your uncle's diving, sharks can't block your crow's mouth. "

Shen Lang laughed twice and said nothing more.

They sat for a long time. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, they still felt very hot. Outside the window is the vast sea, a dark, can not see any light, people feel uneasy.

From the day she met Shen Lang, Nana knew that he was not a lonesome person. She did not ask what had happened to him and what was about to happen. But she deeply realized how stiff Shen Lang's smile was tonight.

Some words come to my lips and I can't say them again.

Not long after Nana left, Han Bing came to visit her.

"We'll have a meeting at noon tomorrow. Do you have any plans?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "I don't have a clue at all, but just because of this, the decision is simpler. Sister Bing can help me."

"What decision?"

"If I go to this sharing meeting, no one will give the shares of the Ye family. If not According to Lin Chaoxian's proposal, you have to cash out Ye Zi's shares after the sale. These things should not be difficult for you. "

There are still some things, Shen Lang originally intended to tell angel, let her help to tell: "of course, if no one wants the shares in my hand, let angel be in Nana's name, and give her all the funds that can be withdrawn at the end of the year."

"Ha ha, it's like a last word."

"It's called Fengshui rotation. At the beginning, I passed on the last words for Mr. Han. Today you have to help me."

After a dull night, before sunrise the next morning, someone on the deck exclaimed that the three men's voyage had finally seen the island. They had been drifting in the sea for a long time, and their dedication to the land was beyond the understanding of marine animals.

The island is not big, and the climate is subtropical. The trees are luxuriant and luxuriant. I'm used to seeing blue sky and white clouds. When I suddenly see green, it's like seeing hope.

The cruise ships are moored in a simple harbor. In the center of the island is a high mountain with high lighthouses and radio transmitting equipment. It is a small island for ships without borders.

The tourists were excited to get off the boat. The white sand beach was soft on it. Soon, tents or bamboo chairs were set up. There were an endless stream of people preparing for a picnic or playing near the sea. They took off their dresses and changed into swimsuits.

When the waves wake up, the beach has been occupied by tourists. They are catching crabs and digging sand holes to enjoy this rare exotic style.

Overnight, a lot of Hu dregs came out of Shen Lang's chin, which seemed to have gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

Although the beach is soft, it's land. No matter how hard the deck is, it's also the sea. People always have to go back to their roots. Otherwise, the old saying that we should live in peace will have no reason.

Instead of enjoying the beach and waves, Shen Lang walked towards the dense jungle in the middle of the island. From a distance, the island is very small, because of the reference of the sea, shuttling through the mountains and forests, the jungle without traces of human activities seems to be unable to move. From time to time, a small animal jumps out of the bush.

Forty five degrees away from the lighthouse, there is a quarrying area where lighthouses used to be installed. There are no trees in this area. There is a brand-new tent at the root of the mountain, which is the size of a house. In fact, there is only one roof for the tent.Under the cloth curtain, a man is painting with his heart. The ink is blue and white. A few brushes and colors are scattered on the ground. A landscape painting with full charm is about to take shape.

"Good painting!"

"It used to be a lighthouse on the top of the mountain, but you haven't come yet after the lighthouse was painted, so you have to add oil and vinegar and paint the whole island." Lin Yi didn't look back and continued to daub it with a brush.

Shen Lang didn't feel depressed last night. Instead, he was as indifferent as Lin Yi.

"You didn't give it to me, did you?"

"Ha ha, it's ugly."

"It's not ugly. It's very strong."

Lin Yi's paintings have a great family style, but they are not as artificial as professional painters, showing a different charm.

Shen Lang doesn't know traditional Chinese painting, but he knows the way Lin Yi holds a pen. People who don't have the stamina to draw this island in detail.

If the brush is a military knife, then whether it is a knife or a pen, it is the same as the spirit in Lin Yi's hands.

The center of the drawing board is not pressed with a paperweight, but Lin Yi's paratrooper knife, which is called autumn night. The knife sticks on the drawing board as if it was a scabbard.

Lin Yi seemed to know that Shen Lang was looking at the knife. He said humbly, "if you like, I'll give you the knife. By the way, to remind you, maybe Ma Xuejun doesn't know. The first requirement to be able to reach the position of breaking the dragon is to be more proficient in control than anyone else in the organization All the famous swords at dawn, so I'm good at short weapons, long ones, thick ones and thin ones. "

"Don't worry, I'll take this knife."

"Good."

Lin Yi finish saying, pull up knife, seem to cloud light breeze light of backward a throw.

At the moment when the knife was taken off, Lin Yi, dressed in casual clothes, stepped out ahead of time.

When the knife is not in front of Shen Lang, Lin Yi has already arrived. Looking at Shen Lang's eyes, he stretches out his right hand and grabs the paratrooper knife accurately and brushes it! A flowing action, without any pattern, stabbed at the waves.

Shen Lang's belly was closed and his body was short. He dodged the parachute knife that had cut through the belt buckle. Just at that moment, the blade of Shen Lang's coat zipped off. Taking this opportunity, Shen Lang's short knife was also exposed.

As if they had reached a tacit agreement, they stepped back a few steps, and Shen Lang's knife had already fallen into their hands.

"Your knife is too small. You'd better look at mine."

The dagger in Shen Lang's hand, like a sword in his hand, whirled between several fingers. Suddenly his wrist shook and he threw it out.

The dagger was much faster than the darts on the deck yesterday. The dagger flew over Lin Yi's shoulder. At the same time, Shen Lang started to walk, and the middle finger and index finger were quickly recovered.

When fighting with Lin Yi, Shen Lang doesn't allow any reservation. In the first round, he sacrificed his best Yan Huan.

Of course, Yan's maneuver is not simply a concealed weapon. He stabs the enemy with a flying knife, then changes his route in the middle of the journey and turns in mid air like a swallow to attack the enemy's back.

And Shen Lang also knows that Lin Yi, an expert, can definitely defend, so it's just paving the way for the next step.

Although there are only a few movements, the skills and psychological game contained in it are shocking step by step.

The sword flies, the swallow whirls.

Lin Yi looks sideways. He is acutely aware that the thin metal thread linking the knife and Shen Lang's fingers doesn't evade the swallow whirling from behind. Instead, he uses the parachute knife to directly block the invisible thread.

The knife is not stabbed, Shen Lang has come to the body, with the fastest speed, a horizontal kick, after the horizontal kick, the foot falls, raising the leg is a straight kick.

Lin Yi took a step back, and the waves pressed him step by step. Bang bang! The two men's fists and feet are mixed, their positions are called frequently, and their routines emerge one after another.

Compared with their "professional" counterparts, Shen Lang can't use a knife. His fighting skills are average, his speed and strength are average, but he is superior to his comprehensive quality.

Every step of the battle is to pave the way for the next step. After changing position for a circle, Shen Lang's thin wire wound around the four branches supporting the tent.

After a process of foot to foot, the waves rolled out of the tent, and when they landed, the thin thread in their hands snapped off. The four pillars fell with a bang. The overwhelming curtain just covers Lin Yi in the tent.

The canvas is a few meters square. In a short time, Lin Yi is wrapped with something on his back.

Shen Lang's next step is already in the process of implementation. He jumps up and stabs Lin Yi directly.

"Poof!"

Shen Lang is outside, and Lin Yi is inside. Across a layer of opaque tent, a paratrooper knife sticks directly into Shen Lang's stomach. However, the knife he holds has not yet fallen, which is several centimeters away from Lin Yi's head.

A moored cruise ship, a quiet island.

There were more than 20 people sitting in the large reception hall on the third floor of the cruise ship. Most of them were the big owners of the pedestrian street, including Han Bing and angel. Similarly, Qian Yusen and Chen Ziyang were also among them.

Lin Chaoxian is not respectful to sit on the main seat of the guest table. The organizer of today's business conference is Jiangling chamber of Commerce.

"Mr. Shen, boss Chu and Ma Xuejun haven't come yet. Do you want to postpone the meeting?" Asked the chairman of the chamber of Commerce.Lin Chaoxian shook his head, looked at the business colleagues present, and said with a smile, "don't wait for them. The leaders of Wangjiang and Qiao Nanguo are also here. But Ma Xuejun has never seen the end, and Chu batian has entrusted me with full responsibility."