"But this is just a speculation I made with the information I have. The real purpose of your elder brother being sent to be a dark spy did not inform me. Even... what happened to your elder brother may not be the same as you guessed."

"I want to check, is that OK?"

"The water in the town department is much deeper than you think, and you will notice it soon. If you want to check, I won't stop you, but it's best not to check it blatantly.

There must be a premise: you are going to find out the truth, not seeking death. Do you think you can check it with your current identity and strength? What can you find?"

Wang Qifeng's words silenced Su Mu and instantly alerted Su Mu. He had just become a constable but was actually floating.

Even if he is wearing a uniform of a detective in the Ministry of State, he is still just a blue-clothed detective, and his strength is nothing more than a good one. With such strength, he will investigate high-risk cases? One day, the silent evaporation of the world will ensure that he will not even find the hair.

"Thank you for your advice, I remember it in my heart."

"Okay! They are all their own brothers, so they will be together for a long time. Although you are here today, I still want to ask you, are you willing to be Mr. Luo's brother, follow Mr. Luo's footsteps closely and survive for Mr. Luo's life and death?

Don't worry, after following Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo will never treat you badly. As we all know, among the four purple-robed marquis, Mr. Luo is the strongest, the most powerful, and the most loyal. Mr. Luo's brothers, as long as he has the ability and dares to fight for Mr. Luo, he can reach the top."

Su Mu raised his head and looked at Wang Qifeng's serious handsome face seriously, "Su Mu is willing!"

"Very good! Su Mu, you are really lucky. When all the brothers want to join the camp of the four masters, they must submit a letter of fame to show their loyalty.

But you don't need it because your letter of fame was handed over by your elder brother before.

In the future, you will know that it is a lucky thing to be Mr. Luo’s brothers. When you enter Mr. Luo’s door, everyone is a family. You are the subordinate of Ding Feihua on the surface, but you must know who you are.

We will find ways to help you get to power, but if you dare to betray Mr. Luo, Mr. Luo’s family rules are not just a joke. Do you know?"

"yes!"

"Let's have fun today. All the accounts are settled by me. Don't save money for me. I'll report to Mr. Luo!"

Smiling, patted Su Mu on the shoulder and turned around and left.

Su Mu did not continue playing in the bathhouse, and soon left the bathhouse and went home.

Turning into the alley, after walking a few steps, Uncle Zhang sat in the alley at his doorstep, looking up at the attic window opposite him.

In Su Mu's memory, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Liang seemed to be a pair of mortal enemies, cursing each other across the alley every few days. Now that Uncle Liang is leaving, Uncle Zhang may also feel that life is as lonely as snow.

"Uncle Zhang!"

"Little...Master Mu." Uncle Zhang came back to his senses and blurted out his original name of Xiaomu, but when he saw Su Mu's clothes, he immediately changed his mouth and smiled.

"I'm still calling me Xiaomu like before! Are you thinking about Uncle Liang?"

"Oh! I used to think that this person was very annoying and wanted to curse him to die sooner. But he was really gone, but he didn't even have a person to talk to.

He is also in bad luck, just a few days away. If he can encounter this unlucky thing a few days later, Xiao Mu, you are a constable. He will not be bullied to death..."

"Maybe this is fate!" Su Mu said in a low voice and walked towards home.

In this world, strength is the most fundamental thing. Without strength, even wearing the uniform of the Purple Marquis, you will disappear silently another day.

As for Su Mu, who has the altar of life and death, his strength is only a matter of time. The identity of a constable in the Town Department provided Su Mu with the most basic protection, which was enough.

Push open the wooden door, enter the yard, turn around and close the door.

In the slowly closed crack of the door, Sister Chunhua, who was standing opposite the door, looked at Su Mu's courtyard with a haggard face, looking at Su Mu's courtyard with a look of gaze. The look of looking forward to make people feel heartbroken.

The door closed, and the blue veins on the back of Su Mu's hand swelled up, and he grabbed the door bolt tightly.

"Brother, he must be alive...he will definitely find a way to live..."

Back in the room, he picked up the Dantian Qigong left by his elder brother and quickly read it. Thanks to his unforgettable memory after traveling through time, Su Mu only took a few minutes to remember the content of Dantian Qigong in his mind.

Although it is only the ninth grade internal power, the content of the secret book is as many as ten thousand words. Moreover, after reading Dantian Qigong, Su Mu's impression of this technique has changed. Dantian Qigong is actually pure internal power, and the purpose of the technique is only two, condensing the Qihai Shishi and accumulating the internal power of Qihai.

Most martial arts have their own attack methods. The seniors who created martial arts wished they could integrate their lifelong martial arts into a secret book. That is why some martial arts on the market with very cool names but actually very trash. For example, the Ten-Perfect Martial Arts, such as the Lotus Book.

Pure internal skills like this are really uncommon.

Take a deep breath, mobilize your qi and blood, and practice according to the instructions of the mental method.

The qi and blood have just begun to flow, and the altar of life and death in the chest has begun to heat up. It is like a warm baby, and although it is not hot, it cannot be ignored.

Although I exchanged my ten-year life span last time, I had no discomfort after I exchanged my ten-year life span. After killing three men in black, I replenished my life span for nearly two years.

So, even if I convert my life span into cultivation in the past two years, I will not have any problems.

"Redeem, one year of skill!"

After the transformation of life and death altar's life force, Su Mu's body seemed to be out of control. His consciousness and body were stripped away, and Su Mu actually looked at himself cross-legged in front of him from the perspective of a bystander.

The body gradually became transparent, and the meridians in the body were like a through-bridge with intricate roots, and the internal force that flowed rapidly like a spot of light was like a car galloping through the through-bridge.

It was hard for Su Mu to imagine that in normal circumstances, could someone be able to use his skills so fast? At such a fast speed, he had already broken through the meridians and exploded and died.

As internal force and blood gathered, Su Mu's dantian Qi sea became brighter and brighter. It seemed like a lamp gradually evolved towards the sun.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light burst out from Su Mu's dantian. In just a moment, a lotus-shaped inscription appeared in Su Mu's dantian.

The inscription is like a gem, embedded on the acupoints of the Qihai Dantian. Through the inscription, the energy of heaven and earth is converted into internal force and accumulated in the Qihai pool of the Dantian, and then transported to all parts of the body through the meridians that bridge the whole body.

These were completed between calcium carbide and fireworks in front of Su Mu.

Su Mu's cultivation level has reached the peak of not entering the grade, and the accumulated qi and blood have reached the point where he can immediately condense the inscription and open the acupoints as long as he has one skill.

Therefore, it is far from over to Su Mu, who has exchanged for one year of cultivation.

Su Mu's dantian Qihai seemed to be a blown balloon, expanding three times to the naked eye. The picture was frozen, and Su Mu's consciousness was briefly frozen.

In an instant, Su Mu, who was cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes. Two substantial sharp lights burst out from his eyes!

Is this the realm of a ninth-grade warrior?

Su Mu felt the internal force flowing in his body, and suddenly felt an urge to whistle to the sky.

It was also at this moment that Su Mu realized how ridiculous his previous guess was.

Su Mu always thought that although he had not entered the ninth grade before, the difference in strength from the ninth grade should not be too far...

But only when you really enter the ninth grade will you know that the strength of the ninth grade is a brand new world, and even ten non-competitive ones cannot be compared with the real ninth grade.

As for the last three ninth grades... in Su Mu's opinion, they must be fake ninth grades.

Su Mu now feels that like the three killers last time, Su Mu doesn’t need a second move to kill them.

The greatest value of one year of cultivation is to let Su Mu enter the realm of a real warrior in an instant. Just this step is already ahead of 80% of the world's martial arts practitioners.

I made a fire and cooked a meal of spiritual rice in a luxurious way.

Spiritual rice is a unique type of rice in this world. It contains a lot of spiritual energy. If you eat it for a long time, your cultivation level will be improved at least three times that of the original one.

Martial arts are just another ecology in this world.

In a normal world, the ecological chain is the food chain. Plants eat nutrients in the soil, herbivores eat plants, carnivores eat herbivores, humans eat everything!

There is an extra ecology in this world in this food chain, which is the ecology of refining energy. All things in the world have spirits. After humans eat food, food not only provides the energy for human survival, but also can refine excess energy into the power of qi and blood. Through practice, the power of qi and blood can be converted into internal force!

Life is something that is good at producing miracles. During the evolution of billions of years, some life existences containing a large amount of spiritual energy appeared. This type of life is called treasures of heaven and earth.

Lingmi is a branch among these treasures of heaven and earth.

Lingmi is expensive and comparable to gold. In the martial arts world, there are many incidents of blood flowing into a river for a pound of Lingmi. Only the wealthy department of the Zhenyuan Department will distribute precious things like Lingmi as welfare.

The Qingyi Constable can get three or two spiritual rice in a month, and it is more than enough to eat one meal.

Su Cheng has been undercover for two years, so of course it is impossible to get Lingmi home again. The Lingmi that has been stored in the Zhendi Department has been nearly ten kilograms in two years.

After dinner, Su Mu looked up at the stars in the sky. It happened that a meteor dragged its long tail across the sky.

"The falling meteor is suitable for killing people!" Su Mu murmured, put on a green uniform, put on an iron chain knife, opened the door and walked out of the yard.

Nanli Street, the one who really makes the people hate them is not real gang disciples. The people living in Nanli Street are all poor people and there is no money to make. Real gang disciples are not in the mood to bully these people who cannot squeeze out the oil.

But those gangsters who claim to be gang disciples are actually just related to the gang and even the other gangs do not recognize them are really hated by the people.

They are just a group of jackals and dogs who can't be provoked or avoided. Among the many thugs on Nanli Street, Feng Biao has the most reputation and his evil deeds are the most outrageous.

In order to change to a peaceful and prosperous era, people like Feng Biao have been cut off seven or eight times long ago. But now that the world has been in a state of decline, people like Feng Biao have not only not suffered from cause and effect, but have become more and more prosperous.

"Come on! Everyone eat!"

"Brother Biao, I respect Brother Biao for a cup. I wish Brother Biao a blessing as long as the East China Sea and the South Mountain!"

"Hahaha... OK, come!"

"Brother Biao, I also respect Brother Biao. I wish Brother Biao a day every year and be the groom every night!"

Today is Feng Biao’s 40th birthday!

Twenty little brothers came together to celebrate Feng Biao's birthday, which made Feng Biao feel very proud. Especially the little brother just now, the gift he gave was the most suitable for Feng Biao's taste.
Chapter completed!