Chen Tian looked at Long Yun meaningfully and muttered in his heart that the woman in front of him could make the arrogant gangster lean against his ears and dare not disobey his words. The identity and back view were definitely not simple. [:

Could it be the giant owl in the underground world? Or the big figure on Baidao?

Just when Chen Tian was guessing Long Yun's identity, Long Yun was also very curious about him.

She could see clearly everything she had just given birth. From Chen Tian's skills and performance, she could see that the man in front of her was definitely not an ordinary person.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Seeing that he had been completely ignored, Dudu couldn't help but say, "Have you seen enough? I'm going to go."

The sound of children sounded, and Chen Tian and Long Yun seemed to be caught having an affair, their faces flushed, and they retracted their gaze awkwardly and flashed to make way.

"You're a big kid, go by yourself!" Chen Tian glared and turned his head to glance at Long Yun's hot ###, especially the two upright ### on his chest.

Dudu walked to Chen Tian like a big and small person, patted his big hand, and said, "Don't worry, Dad, I won't let you accompany me."

Chen Tian wished Dudu was quick to escape, and he watched the beauty seriously for a while. Although the other party's identity was mysterious, this did not prevent him from watching...

When Chen Tian heard Dudu’s words, he felt happy and praised: “Dudu is so good.”

Dudu mocked Chen Tian and laughed, turned his head and said angrily at Long Yun, "Sister Long, can you accompany Dudu?"

"Dudu, I'm so unbearable..." Chen Tian muttered in his heart with tears in his eyes, looking at Long Yun, hoping that she would not agree to Dudu, the little monster.

Long Yun liked children very much. When she saw Dudu’s little face like a porcelain doll, her cold pretty face immediately became softer, "Okay, sister will take you there." After that, she pulled Dudu’s little hand and turned around.

"..." Looking at Long Yun leaving, Chen Tian sighed and turned to clean up the messy front desk made by the man with earrings.

***      ***

As night fell quietly, Chen Tian coaxed Dudu to fall asleep, and sat alone at the front desk drinking tea and reading newspapers.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. After midnight, Chen Tian put down the newspaper, locked the door, turned off the lights, and then walked silently to a bluestone in the courtyard.

Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, Chen Tian did it seriously according to the master's method of vomiting. He first sucked and sucked three times to clear the turbid air in his chest, then sucked and sucked and sucked three times to sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked repeatedly...

Time passed slowly, and Chen Tian gradually entered a state, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist. From a distance, he looked very hazy.

If an internal kung fu master saw this situation, he would be so surprised that he could not add the hidden power inside his body to release it outside. This is a sign of the peak of the hidden power!

The world is no longer the era of cold weapons. Although the inheritance of Chinese martial arts has been accumulated for 5,000 years, its influence is still extremely large. People who practice martial arts have never been cut off, but few people who are willing to work hard and practice martial arts and boxing and have an understanding have become rare. There are many ordinary masters, but not many people who can enter the dark energy.

Of course, not many are relatively common. After all, there are still many more complete schools in China. Whether it is a large and famous school with a lot of talents, a small family with few populations, or even some hidden worlds with single pulses, there will still be many amazing characters in the past period.

Chen Tian didn't know the specific name of his sect, and his master never said it. He only knew it was passed down from a single meridian, and he only taught one disciple the legacy of his life.

In the past three thousand years, dynasties have changed, and countless martial arts schools have either lost their inheritance or dissipated in the long river of history, but the sect where I am is has been passed down to this day.

After meditating calmly for an hour, Chen Tian slowly stood up and started "Jiqiu" in the yard.

Chen Tian couldn't figure out the origin of Jiquan. When he was learning boxing with his master, he secretly checked it and compared it with the boxing techniques of many boxing schools. However, the more he studied it, the bigger the point. Jiquan was too broad, including Wujiquan, Taixuquan, Bajiquan, Taoist Twelve Duanjin... Almost all schools involving boxing in ancient and modern times were mixed.

This set of boxing is extremely difficult to get started with, and the movements are complex and changeable, but Chen Tian, ​​who has practiced for more than ten years, has long been used to it. He has been punching several times until his forehead sweats.

After breathing a long breath, Chen Tian felt refreshed, full of energy, and no sleepiness.

After walking around the yard for a few times, Chen Tian stretched and planned to go back to the house to take a nap.

When practicing martial arts, especially internal kung fu, the spirit and energy are indispensable. Although Chen Tian is not sleepy, normal sleep and rest are indispensable.

Just as Chen Tian was walking back, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps, which were faintly mixed with a faint sound of shouting and killing. When it came into Chen Tian's ears, it had weakened to the point of being inaudible and inaudible.

"The evenings in Suhang are quite uneasy," Chen Tian murmured.

Before he finished speaking, a sudden knock on the door suddenly rang.

"Hmm?" Chen Tian turned his head and looked at the hotel gate, but saw a tall vague black shadow standing outside the door.

Bang bang bang bang...

The knock on the door kept ringing loudly, and Chen Tian walked to the front desk, turned on the light and opened the hotel gate.

Huh~ A cool breeze poured in, and then the tall black shadow outside the door staggered into the door.

"Off the lights!" The rough man who fell into the door turned his head and roared at Chen Tian.

Chen Tian calmly looked at the man in front of him. The man had a rough face, his tall and mighty body scattered with a strong murderous aura. The vest in his upper body, his chest and left and right ribs were cut by sharp blades, revealing a series of hideous and twisted bloody wounds, which looked particularly terrifying and terrifying under the light.

Pa! Chen Tian turned off the lights. It was not because he was afraid, but because he was not worried that the man in front of him would suddenly be in trouble for him.

The hotel suddenly fell into darkness, with only a pair of sharp eyes that looked like an eagle constantly flashing with two cold lights.

With the heavy breathing, the atmosphere in the hotel became depressing.

Soon, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded in the alley outside the hotel.

"There is a bloody smell in the alley. That kid must have run along this alley. Show me carefully, don't fall into a blind spot!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and Chen Tianxian became nervous in front of him. A decisive look flashed in his eyes, and a sense of death and murderous intent emanating from his mighty body became stronger and stronger.

"I know I can't beat you, but I still fight to the death. This temperament is a bit like an iron hand. I am a man with blood!"

Thinking of his dead brother's iron hand, Chen Tian couldn't help but feel ache. Then he walked to the man quietly and whispered: "If you don't want to die, don't move."

The man suddenly turned around and glared at Chen Tian, ​​his sharp eyes as sharp as an eagle. His flickering and fierce color made people feel cold all over his body. Those who are timid can be scared to death.

"If you want to die, just pretend I didn't say anything, let me say it!" Chen Tian curled his lips disdainfully.

The man was obviously a little confused, his face was changing unchanged. He didn't know if he should believe that the strange man in front of him would only die faster once he was entrusted to him.

After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to take a gamble, nodded at Chen Tian, ​​stood there holding his breath and not moving any more.

Chen Tian raised his hand and took out a few pencils from the pen holder, and then used a unique hidden weapon to bounce the lead out.

The pencil flew away without any sound.

Thun, thun, thun... A few dull tones that seemed to fall to the ground in the distance.

"In front, chase!" The gloomy sound in the alley sounded again, followed by a loud noise of chaotic footsteps. Several figures flashed in front of the hotel gate, without any abnormality in the hotel.

As the footsteps faded away, the man's face changed.

He was not weak in his kung fu, and he couldn't hear the sound of footsteps that were hundreds of times away. He didn't know what the thin man's bullet was in front of him and what technique he used, but with this skill alone, he believed that he could not do it. Even Yan Geng, the best in the underground world in Jiangnanhang, could not do it.

Expert, hidden master!

At this time, the rough man was grateful to Chen Tian and was in awe. When he was about to say thanks to the other party for helping him, Chen Tian spoke out first.

“Do you rent a house?”

"Uh, rent..." The rough man suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"It's all this, I have to increase the price, thirty per night."

"This is one thousand yuan, I'll rent it for a month." The rough man took out a thousand yuan from his pocket.

Chen Tian took the money, took the key to the 1o2 room, turned around and walked over with the man.

Opening the door, Chen Tian walked in and turned on the light.

The rough man followed closely behind, and when he entered the door, he bowed his fists and thanked him, "Thank you, the great man for helping you."

"You can't afford to be a master. I saved you because you are like a brother of mine, that's all." Chen Tian sat on the bed carelessly and looked at the rough man in front of him carefully.

Just now, he only glanced at the front desk of the hotel. At this moment, Chen Tian suddenly saw that the man had a tiger's head tattooed on his right arm, a dark black king's forehead pattern, vivid and realistic tiger eyes, and his long white tiger teeth as white as a sword were shining with a sensational cold light under the light, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat it. A stream of blood flowed from one side of the tiger's mouth, bright red and dripping, making him look cold.

Unyielding, fierce, domineering, majestic, a sense of inviolable power arises naturally...

Chen Tian gasped and narrowed his eyes, "Sabertoothed Tiger? If you guessed correctly, you should be from the Sword Tiger of the Eight Special Operations Team of China!"

When he heard this, the rough man's face changed. He thought that the man in front of him was just a master who could not be found in the world, but he did not want to recognize his origin at a glance.

"That's right, my name is Huo Jiumen, a member of the Yuan Jianhu Special Operations Team." When it comes to Jianhu, Huo Jiumen's listless spirit immediately became excited.

"Huo Jiumen?" Chen Tian muttered, frowned, and said, "A few years ago, I heard that a nine-sect admiral from Jiangnan had appeared. Could it be you?"

"Uh, it should be, it's all boring people screaming." Huo Jiumen's face was a little embarrassed.

This nickname sounds very glamorous, but those who are involved in the underground world know the origin of this nickname. Jiumen refers to selling | prostitution, gambling, drugs, black goods, underground money piles... nine underground ways to make money. Huo Jiumen is under the command of the old man Ren from Jiangnan, and manages these nine underground ways, so there is also the nickname Jiumen Admiral.

Although Chen Tian made a living abroad, he has always been paying attention to the underground forces in China.

Of course, not everything is clear. Chen Tian only knew some roughly the distribution of power and some sporadic things. The Admiral of the Nine Gates felt it was quite interesting when he heard this title, so he remembered it.

“Master…”

"Stop, my surname is Chen, and my name is Tian." Chen Tian said as he stood up, "Okay, it's getting late, I have something to say tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll treat you to a drink tomorrow." Huo Jiumen said.

"Let's talk about it if you can't die. There are spare bandages and hemostatic medicine in the cabinet. Use it yourself." After Chen Tian said that, he turned around and went out.

After Huo Jiumen watched Chen Tian leave, the wounds on his chest and ribs grinned and slowly sat on the head of the bed. He recalled the front and back of his chasing. The muscles on his rough face twisted and blue veins appeared on both sides of his forehead.

"Qian Hailong, let's settle the account when I recover and hurt you!" A cruel look appeared on Huo Jiumen's face.
Chapter completed!