"Haha! It would be great if Brother Cheng thinks so!"

Wang Zhaoping lost his worries and decided to get to the point.

"To be honest, the higher-ups have recently decided to launch a special campaign to crack down on gambling and purify social atmosphere.

I thought of the casino we went to last time, but yesterday I had people check it out and found that it was empty.

So I wanted to ask Brother Cheng if he has any clues that he can provide."

It turns out that we are targeting A Le and his gang...

There is no need to hide this, Cheng Biao thought about it.

“Underground casinos like this usually change locations every once in a while to avoid attracting attention and being targeted by the police.

By the way, not long ago, Ah Le, oh, that's the casino owner, contacted me and asked me to play some more games when I had time, but what could I do with such illegal things? I immediately rejected him!

But...if Officer Wang needs it, I will go there again and help Officer Wang explore the road."

"That would be great!"

"But this...it doesn't count as gambling, does it?"

"Of course that doesn't count!"

Wang Zhaoping stood up with a smile, walked over, took Cheng Biao's hand and shook it vigorously.

"Then I'll leave this to Brother Cheng!"

"You're welcome, please cooperate with the police and citizens!"

"Yes, police and citizens cooperate! Haha!"

…

"Kuangchi, kuangchi..."

On a speeding train.

Lin Haitang in the carriage came to his senses and stared at Meng Lang with a strange expression.

"So according to your opinion, who should you choose?"

"I think it's not the point who you choose, the point is how to avoid tragedy." Meng Lang said righteously.

Saying it is the same as not saying it...

Lin Haitang rolled his eyes inwardly.

"Yeah! I think what uncle said makes sense." Xiao Yu didn't quite understand, but expressed support.

"Yes, yes! Xiaoyu has a high level of understanding, come on, eat some potato chips!"

By the way, Xiaoyu, it’s hard to come to Anxi, we have to take a good stroll, is there anywhere we want to go?”

Meng Lang happily ate potato chips with Xiao Yu and took the opportunity to end the conversation.

If we continue chatting, I'm afraid there will be an accident...

"Well... the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, they are one of the eight wonders of the world. I have long wanted to see them."

"Okay, then let's find a chance to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. I'll take a look at Little Blue Book's guide first..."

Lin Haitang looked at the two of them speechlessly.

Aren’t we here to support you? Why are you making a travel guide?

She turned to look at Yan Weiwei.

"Well..." Yan Weiwei closed her eyes and frowned, as if holding back her energy.

Then the next moment, she opened her eyes dejectedly and sighed.

"well!"

"How is it?" Lin Haitang asked.

"No, I still can't find that feeling."

"No effect at all?"

"I can't say it's not there at all. It just feels... like constipation. You know it's there, but you just can't hold it in..."

Well……

This is a flavorful metaphor.

Sure enough, this is all deceptive, right? How can there be a secret book that can make people become a peerless master after practicing it? It is not a martial arts novel...

Although she didn't know how Yan Weiwei could be so smart as to believe in a so-called secret book, she still comforted her.

"Don't worry, maybe the environment on the train is too noisy."

"Hmm... maybe, I'll try again when we get to the hotel." Yan Weiwei was still thinking deeply.

Her intuition told her that this thing should really have some skills.

It combines some of the internal martial arts methods related to the operation of "qi".

But what we teach people to practice is not to develop the so-called "qi" or "internal strength", but to guide people to mobilize their emotions and adjust their breathing.

In addition, it stimulates the internal organs of the human body to secrete certain things such as aldosterone and steroids, thereby entering an ethereal state of consciousness...

Anyway, some of the vocabulary is very weird, just like the physics teacher talking about quantum mechanics, which is a kind of metaphysics that is very scientific, or a very metaphysical science.

From the perspective of promotion route.

Dark energy masters have begun to focus on training their own spirit and will. This energy transformation master's kung fu... is indeed like a more in-depth special training method.

There is a bit of a sense of harmony between man and nature...

She couldn't help but turn to look at Meng Lang, and found that he was chatting with Xiao Yu on his mobile phone, and they seemed to be having a lively conversation.

"What are they doing?"

"Haha... make a travel guide."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

Hey, hey! This is an important team action that affects my life.

Forget it Xiaoyu, you surnamed Meng are a highly paid martial arts consultant after all. Please be serious...

"Cough!" She coughed, finally attracting the attention of Meng Lang and the others.

"This brain..."

“Brain overclocking!”

"Yes, the brain is overclocked. What a ridiculous name it is. It's too convoluted!" Yan Weiwei never forgets to complain while practicing.

"Why is this also a major event in establishing a sect? Look at the names you have chosen. They must be stylish or not, and they must be deep but not profound.

I think we should change the name first.

Otherwise, if I really succeed in practicing, when the time comes to compete with others, after I win, people will ask you which school you belong to and what moves you use?

I said that my overclocking flow uses a unique secret technique called brain overclocking, is that true?"

"Um……"

The name I chose is science, but it is indeed inappropriate to use it to establish a sect.

In this martial arts circle, reporting moves is probably the same as reporting the name of a dish. It also requires momentum.

Take a look at Jin Daqi’s seventy-two unique skills.

What kind of dragon claw hand, what kind of flower finger, what kind of powerful vajra palm...

As soon as people heard about it, regardless of whether this trick could be used or not, the commercial value immediately increased.

"Then what do you think the name should be changed to?" Meng Lang asked.

"Hmm..." Yan Weiwei frowned in thought.

It has to have both depth and adaptability...

Something stirred in my heart, and I was about to speak, but then I felt that since I was the founder, I had to ask for their opinions no matter what.

At this moment, Meng Lang spoke directly.

"Otherwise it's called stream of consciousness?"

Well……

Can you think of going together? Are you in agreement? Yan Weiwei was stunned.

"What's the matter? That's a bad name?"

"Uh...it's nothing. The name...is so-so." Yan Weiwei turned her head.

Meng Lang was speechless.

You took it and you call it so-so?
To be continued...