Police officer surnamed Dou said with admiration: "You guys are really awesome. It looks like you are a special police officer, right?"

Yang Xiuwen smiled mysteriously and said, "I can't say this, but please understand."

The two policemen nodded as if they understood, and quickly started working. They notified the duty room through the intercom to contact the Nanjing City Police Department immediately, and found six pairs of handcuffs to cuff the six people.

When they saw the silver needles on their necks, they felt that Yang Xiuwen and the others were even more mysterious, and their tone became more polite.

More than half an hour later, the train arrived at Nangjing Station.

A group of police officers were already waiting attentively on the platform, and an ambulance was parked on the platform.

When they saw a dozen police officers rushing into the carriage where they were, the three Liu brothers knew that they were doomed and lowered their heads in resignation.

When Yang Xiuwen stepped forward and pulled out the silver needles from the necks of several people, he calmly used his other hand to inject water-attribute aura into their shoulders and knees.

Except for Zhang Cuilan, the other two women were also spared.

Of course, he would not be kind enough to treat their illnesses. These water-based auras are also cold and will torture them for the rest of their lives.

It will happen when it's windy, rainy, or cold. The pain will be excruciating, life will be worse than death, and then the ability to move will be slowly lost.

This process may be short or long, a few months, a year, five years, or ten years...

He hates human traffickers very much!!!

The six people were escorted away by the police, and the ambulance picked up the three sleeping children. Police officer Dou also followed, presumably to report what happened to the police station.

Police officer surnamed Yu held Zhang Peng's hand and said enthusiastically: "You have worked hard, it's amazing! Don't worry, everything about you will be kept confidential. I will go on patrol first. See you later!"

After speaking, he saluted the three of them, turned around and left.

Zhang Peng was immersed in the daytime fantasy that I was a special police officer and had to carry out secret missions when he was woken up.

Yang Xiuwen pushed him and said, "Pengzi, come in quickly. Why are you standing there at the door?"

Zhang Peng walked in and sat down, staring at the iron railing crushed by Yang Xiuwen.

After a while, he said to Yang Xiuwen: "Xiuwen, I have decided to come to Hangzhou this summer to learn martial arts from your master. This kung fu is so awesome!"

Li Xiaotong was holding his hand at this time, looking at it and squeezing it, still thinking in her mind, "Xiu Wen's hands look white and clean, without even calluses. Why are they so powerful?"

After hearing Zhang Peng's words, he also raised his head and asked: "Xiu Wen, do you think I can learn it? I want to learn it too!"

Looking at the two people's eagerness to give it a try, I know that their recent experience inspired them to have a martial arts dream of fighting for justice.

But reality is simply impossible. No matter how good your martial arts is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife! What's more, this is not Kung Fu, but cultivation.

Some people may say, why not teach them how to cultivate?

Why doesn't he want to teach? The friends, lovers, and masters around him have long been checked by his eyes. Except for his master Chen Zhiwu, who can barely practice, others are not good enough.

According to Qin Dynasty master Xiao Guzi, his qualifications are too poor!

Of course, there is one person who can, that is the doctor Wu Qilong who saved people on the train last year. This guy was born with all the muscles and veins and has better qualifications than him, but he is not related to him.

It was not easy to pour cold water on them, so I could only explain: "Anyone can learn it, but to what extent you can learn it depends on your talent and hard work. Traditional martial arts has almost been lost, and the master's ancient Tai Chi is considered a well-preserved one.

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In real life, the kung fu you see is mostly for performances, just frivolous and looks good but not useful.

Real martial arts are all about killing skills. A single attack will injure those who are minor and kill those who are serious.

Therefore, warriors will not take action easily. After all, whether it is now or in ancient times, warriors who violate taboos with chivalry are not allowed.

The most important thing is that martial arts training is very hard. You practice three nines in the winter and three days in the summer. You cannot interrupt it.

There is an old saying that "the fist never leaves the hand, the tune never leaves the mouth", which describes the practice of martial arts.

So if you really want to learn kung fu, you must be prepared to endure hardship and have a perseverance. Have you thought about it?"

Zhang Peng and Li Xiaotong did not expect that learning kung fu would be so troublesome. They thought they could become heroes after practicing for a while. It seems that they thought it was easy.

So Zhang Peng asked weakly: "If you can't become a martial arts master, you can learn a few self-defense skills, right?"

"Of course you can. You can learn from the master during the summer vacation. If Xiaotong wants to learn, I will teach you when I have time." Yang Xiuwen replied.

Perhaps the police officer surnamed Yu had said hello and wanted Yang Xiuwen and others to have a good rest, so after several stops in a row, no other passengers came into their carriage.

So Zhang Peng lay on one of the lower bunks, and Li Xiaotong leaned in his arms on the other lower bunk. The three of them talked and laughed very comfortably.

Recalling the experience just now, Li Xiaotong suddenly asked: "Xiuwen, there were three men among them at that time, and they all carried weapons. How dangerous it was! Why didn't you ask the police in the car to help us do it together?"

Zhang Peng also said at this time: "Yes, what Xiaotong said is reasonable, but at that time you gave me the feeling that you didn't want anyone to help, but wanted to catch them with your own hands. Is there any reason for this?"

Yang Xiuwen gave Zhang Peng a thumbs up in his heart. This guy is really very observant sometimes.

He was right, this matter indeed involved his personal privacy which he could not talk about to outsiders.

Everyone knows that he was an orphan in his previous life, but in fact, he had parents, but he could not find his parents until the day he died.

He was a child who was abducted by traffickers when he was four years old because he was greedy and easily trusted others.
Chapter completed!