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The woman in black lowered her eyes and drank her tea—the silly girl didn't understand why gangs in North America were so polite, didn't she understand it herself?

"Master, how are you going to solve this matter?"

"Let the officials come forward to thoroughly investigate the evil forces, kill Xinchai, and give the Siamese royal family a warning."

"Can it be done?"

"There is nothing you can't do, it just depends on whether you have enough chips to exchange."

Using Siam's currency crisis to replace a gangster leader is really outrageous.

"That's it - oh yes! Xin guessed dead!"

"Dead?" The woman in black finally no longer held the wisdom pearl, showing a little surprised expression: "Why don't I know? Who did it?"

Xinchai is not only a master, but also an old Buddhist temple—or the king of Siam's underground forces.

Such a 'king' exists, even if he dies, there should be a big movement.

Whether it's the enemy's revenge or the official search and arrest, how could he suddenly die suddenly?

She seemed to have thought of something, showing a dazed expression: "Oh, that little guy?"

"Who?"

"It's nothing, a girl who is good at using guns."

Having said that, Ye Tianxin also remembered that senior sister, but she shook her head again and again.

"It's not her, although she did do it - why do you know everything, Master - but it's not her."

"Who is that? Passerby?"

"Master, can you kick someone ten meters away with one kick?"

"of course can."

"Kicked so that the chest cavity collapsed?"

"It's okay too—you can do it yourself, what do you want to say?"

"Xinchai was kicked to death. With one kick, his entire chest collapsed, and his bones were all broken. At a distance of more than 11 meters, he smashed through three brick walls, two shanty houses, and the most important thing was the breath he lifted. , it dissipated after death, I checked."

The woman in black blinked and put down her tea cup: "Did you see the person who did it?"

"It's just not. The senior sister who used the gun helped me before, but she obviously wanted to use a hot weapon to do it."

"It's the right choice. The best way to deal with martial arts masters is to use a gun. If you can use a rifle, don't use a pistol. If you can use a machine gun, don't use a rifle."

"But Xin Guai died just like that, and he disappeared all at once. I have never seen such a way of exerting force... It stands to reason that he should be broken into pieces."

"Where's his body?"

"It is estimated that it has been buried, but I have left a few photos."

As a medical student, Ye Tianxin didn't shy away from these things at all, and instead kept a lot of materials as research data.

The woman in black took the phone and flipped through it for a while, the more she looked at it, the more she frowned: "It shouldn't be..."

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not. According to this calculation, this is no longer the category of martial arts. It is more like some kind of superpower, just like the biological force field in the Superman comics. You are right, he should be broken, or be destroyed. This kick went straight through... Is this really a footprint? Isn't it a warhead that looks like a footprint in front of a rocket?"

Ye Tianxin looked sideways at her master - would you like to listen to your crazy words?Fighting Condor, right?Fist rockets?

The woman in black handed the phone back: "I know at least five people who can kick him to death, but none of them can do this."

"You can't do it either? You are a great master!"

"So what about the great master, be realistic, even if you are a great master, can you kill people invisible?"

A certain person who had just entered the land of no one in the office of the Prime Minister said so, and handed a fruit to the apprentice.

"Grandmaster Grandmaster is just a rough division of realms, and it's not a game of cards at the gambling table. Whoever has the most cards wins. The methods of hurting people are all kinds of strange. You'd better not be superstitious about these things. Have you forgotten how Zhenfan died?"

Ye Tianxin's shoulders slumped: "But Mr. Li is poisoned, can this be the same..."

"It's all the same, people, it's only fair in the matter of being killed and dying."

While the woman in black was speaking, her eyes flicked outside the door. Ten seconds later, a postman knocked on the door carrying a package.

"Mr. Qin, this is the other party's reply."

"Hard."

"That's my job."

The postman put down the package and left. Ye Tianxin watched his steps and frowned: "A master? This kind of light work, to be a postman?"

"There are masters everywhere, but masters also have to support their families. There is nothing wrong with being a postman. Your master and I are still farmers."

"Ah, I'm not saying it can't be done, I just think it's a bit strange, and the shop owner just now was also very strange."

"This hotel used to be the sub-helm of Zhigongtang, and now they are the only ones left to take care of it. It is already very low-key. If it was decades ago, the waiters who took your luggage for you were all masters, but the same sentence In other words, in modern society, if you have a gun and don’t need to work hard, how can you become a great master?”

The woman in black opened the package while talking, and after seeing the sandalwood box and the reply inside, she smiled and put it aside.

But the moment she put down the box, her expression froze, her pupils contracted like needles, and she suddenly turned her gaze to look at the name card.

Ye Tianxin probed over to look at what was written on it——

"The younger generation, Anlele, asks about the view of Yuxiao Mountain Huanxi on the roof of the living room"

"Who is An Lele? Yuxiao Mountain Huanxiguan on the Tiantai...it sounds familiar, have I heard it before?"

"An Lele is an old friend's apprentice, and Yuxiao Mountain on the Tiantai Huanxiguan is my mother's ancestral home, but it doesn't matter."

The woman in black carefully took out the name card, frowned and looked at the words on it, her expression became more serious the more she looked at it.

Ye Tianxin has never seen such an expression from the master. The most troublesome time for the master she has seen is when her farm is full of rats.

But that was just a minor annoyance. After all, she found an engineer to lay the power grid on the farm side, and also set up an automatic weapon station to eliminate rats 24 hours a day, and the matter was easily solved.

"Is there something wrong, master?"

"Hmm... um? What did you say?"

"……What are you looking at?"

"Look at the words—what did you see?"

The woman in black handed the name card to Ye Tianxin.

Ye Tianxin's Mandarin skills are not low, at least the accent is not audible, and reading and writing are also normal high school students' college entrance examination level.

But that's all. She doesn't have the ability to appreciate calligraphy or something.

"It's very beautiful, very atmospheric, um...it feels a little sharp, just..."

She tilted her head: "Master, it's the feeling you had when you danced the knife before, brushing and brushing—and then very handsome."

"Waste." The woman in black shook her head and put away the name card carefully: "Ten years—no, you can read it after 20 years."

"why?"

"Looking at the mountain is a mountain, looking at the mountain is not a mountain, you are too young to understand."

"Speaking of metaphysics again, what did you see, Master?"

"I can see the sword technique - you just said it looks like a sword dance, right? Come on, watch."

The woman in black opened the huge backpack she had brought, and lifted out an epee that was half a person's height from it.

The whole heavy sword has no scabbard, it looks thick and simple, it is as straight as an iron ruler forged from black iron three palms wide.

She held the epee sword and kicked it, God knows how heavy the sword was thrown up, and the sound of howling and breaking wind filled the eardrums in an instant.

In a normal sword dance, the sword moves with the wrist, but she moves with the sword, her whole body is carried by the epee, and a black afterimage of the sword light spins out in the lobby.

The more Ye Tianxin watched, the more confused she became. It was alright at first, but then she became more and more frightened. When the woman in black stopped, she was suffocated even for breathing.

The heavy sword finally fell to the ground, the tip of the sword slanted against the ground, and the wind of the sword broke through the dust on the ground like a wave of air.

The hair on both sides of Ye Tianxin's temples was pushed back horizontally, and just like that, goose bumps appeared all over his body - as if the point of a sword was pressed against the center of his eyebrows.

"How about it?"

"Huh..." Ye Tianxin let out a long breath, and then jumped up: "I want to learn this! I want to learn!!"

"You can't learn."

"I can! I have a hunch, as long as I learn this, I will be able to become a grand master!"

"You're practicing for a grade test..."

The woman in black shook her head helplessly, and laid the long sword flat on the table. There was a slight muffled sound from the long table, as if an extremely heavy object had been pressed on it.

"Master, have you improved again?"

"That's what I said, you have to read it ten years later to gain something... It's strange, it shouldn't be..."

"What shouldn't be—Master, who wrote that word? Can you teach me how to read it?"

"No, that is to say, there shouldn't be such a master. Now this society does not allow such a powerful person to exist."

"Great?"

"Very, very powerful. A layman will watch the excitement, but an insider will be shocked. Let's just say that, as long as the person who wrote this word is not someone like Hawking who can't move at all, I will die if I confront him."

"Why, why?"

"Because he can see through all my actions and predict all my intentions, and all I can do is run as soon as I see him, as far as I can."

"And then?" Ye Tianxin became excited: "Do we have any magical skills to suppress the bottom of the box? Breakthrough? Counterattack?"

"Then? Then use heavy artillery or fighter jets to kill him—or use missiles—it's better to use missiles with precise guidance and a large killing range."

Ye Tianxin's previously excited eyes instantly turned into dead fish eyes, and his master could not be saved.

She enlightened her dream of Jianghu, but she also shattered her dream of being a martial arts master.

Second-rate masters are afraid of kitchen knives, first-rate masters are afraid of pistols, half-step masters use semi-automatic, masters use fully automatic, and great masters use anti-aircraft machine guns to serve.

In her eyes, the only preferential treatment a martial arts master deserves is to use higher-standard weapons to sanction him, and the guarantee is crossfire.

With such a master, how did I maintain a heart that loves martial arts?

It's the same now, while saying that the other party is a master, a master, a master, while thinking that it's time to use missiles.

Should it be said that the opponent is really powerful, and can actually get the treatment of precision missile strikes in his personal capacity?

"Do you still remember what I told you about the legend about innate masters?"

"Of course I remember, that's my dream! Harmonize the virtues of the heaven and the earth, the brightness of the sun and the moon, the order of the four seasons, and the good and bad luck of ghosts and gods..."

Ye Tianxin's voice became softer as she spoke, as if she realized something, her eyes widened: "No, no way?!"

"I can only say that it is possible. Of course, it is also possible that someone like Huang Chang, who intensively studied the world's Taoism, read the general outline of the world's martial arts."

"But isn't Huang Chang the ultimate master?"

"So he may also be - the question is, my name stab is for the apprentice of an old man, why is there such a master around her?"

"Could it be your old friend?"

"No, I know her. She is a little bit better than me, and she is still in the category of a grand master... You actually know her too."

The woman in black said as she looked at her silly apprentice meaningfully. A certain guy ran into him as soon as he got off the plane and was beaten up.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party recognized her and was merciful, I guess I would have to go to the hospital to see her instead of seeing her alive and kicking here.

Why would there be a little cutie fighting with bare hands and a big master in an environment suitable for martial arts like a parking lot?

There is no place to run, and the parking lot is even made of anti-skid and self-leveling, which is not too suitable for masters of internal boxing.

Just like when Zhen Fan was making a movie back then, the karate gyms on a street had the courage to take turns challenging him. It really makes people wonder where the courage comes from.

But these things are the black history of the child, just write it down and show it to her later, don't hit the child's self-confidence during the rising period.

Ye Tianxin thought for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Could it be that An Lele, the one-of-a-kind martial arts prodigy who has opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and is a congenital master at a young age?"

"First, there are 70 billion people in the world, and there are countless martial arts geniuses who don't have one in a million."

The woman in black rubbed her chin and fell into thought: "Second, the saying that the innate master didn't get through the second channel of Ren and Du, no one knows what kind of state it is, according to the classification you studied before, it is actually more similar to some kind of superhuman It's a natural evolution, hasn't it?"

"Yeah..."

"If An Lele was an innate master, then such a thing would not have happened today."