Downstairs in Building No. 2 of the abandoned factory, the negotiations are now at a fever pitch, and everyone is extremely nervous.??

"Damn it, do you agree or not? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." The gangster said with a ferocious face.

Many police officers looked on guard, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they were extremely nervous. "Your request is too——"

"It seems that you are not going to drink the wine as a penalty. Kunzi, shoot one of them immediately and throw the body down!" The gangster was extremely fierce and shouted loudly towards the second floor.

The expressions of many police officers changed greatly, and when they were about to stop drinking, suddenly——

"Plop!" "Plop!"

There were two soft sounds, and two figures fell from the second floor. They hit the ground heavily, motionless, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

This sudden change stunned everyone present.

"Kunzi, Xiangzi! Damn it, what happened? Have the hostages been rescued?" The gangster's eyes were filled with fear, and he turned around and fled upstairs. Although he didn't know what happened upstairs, if he had

If you want to survive, you can only regain control of the hostages.

"Quick! Shoot, don't let him go upstairs!" The middle-aged police officer gave a decisive order with a slightly joyful voice.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out in succession, and two bullets hit the gangster's legs respectively. Blood spattered out. The gangster screamed miserably, his legs went weak, and he fell on the corner of the corridor. Five or six policemen

He quickly rushed forward and captured the criminal with handcuffs.

"Let's go up and take a look!" the middle-aged police officer gave the order, and immediately a group of police officers armed with guns slowly sneaked towards the second floor upstairs.

"What happened? Why did those two gangsters fall from the building?"

"There must be special police dispatched, fighting with the gangsters upstairs!"

The crowd of people watching downstairs were whispering to each other and talking a lot.

At this moment, on the second floor.

When the police carefully arrived at the room, they found that there was no one else there, only two little boys tied up in the corner with cloth strips stuffed in their mouths, and the ropes around their bodies had not been untied.

"Captain, there are signs of fighting here!" One of the policemen shined a flashlight in the room, and found that there were dots of bright red blood on the ground, and several tables and chairs were broken.

The middle-aged police officer's eyes moved, and he quickly walked up to the two little boys, untied the ropes from their bodies, took off the cloth from their mouths, and asked: "Little guys, what's going on here?"

The two little guys were greatly stimulated today, and their eyes were full of fear and excitement.

"There was a big brother who was very powerful. The gangster hit the wall and then smashed it to the ground."

"Kicked him out with one foot, and the strong gangster flew out. The tables and chairs were smashed."

"Well, it's very powerful. The gangster wanted to kill us, so the big brother pulled a chair over, and the gangster was knocked unconscious."

The two little boys were talking incoherently, dancing and gesticulating, their eyes showing admiration, and they were very excited.

The middle-aged police officer pondered for a moment, sorted out the information, and said, "You are saying that a young man rushed in, knocked the gangster unconscious, and then threw him from the second floor?"

"Well, yes, yes!"

"Who is that young man? Did you see his appearance clearly?" the middle-aged police officer asked quickly.

"I don't know, the room is very dark and I can't see clearly. And the big brother seems to have a piece of cloth covering his face!"

The middle-aged police officer's eyes moved, and then he asked doubtfully: "Since he saved you, why didn't he help you untie the rope? How long has he been gone?"

The middle-aged police officer was asking questions. At this time, there were footsteps coming from the corridor, and the family members of the two little boys ran in one after another.

"Xiao Tao, let me see if you are injured."

"No injuries! Great!"

"Xiao Hai, it's great. It's great to see you are okay. Mom was worried to death." Ye Xiuying cried with joy. All the family members quickly thanked the many police officers, "Thank you police officers. Thank you so much. Thank you for saving my child."

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"You're welcome. In fact, we didn't rescue the two little guys. It was a young man with extraordinary skills who helped rescue them." The middle-aged police officer smiled bitterly and then said: "The two little guys are fine, don't worry.

Right. By the way, I may need to take notes tomorrow."

After giving the instructions, the middle-aged police officer immediately began to order many police officers to evacuate the crowd, leaving a few police officers at the scene to check again.

"Mom, you don't know how powerful that big brother is. When he punches like this, the air will make a sound."

"I'm not going to lie to you. I hit it with my foot and the table cracked! It split into two halves."

On the way out, the two little guys danced and gestured.

…

In the dark night, there is a gentle breeze, and the crescent moon hangs high, casting a quiet moonlight.

In the ancient well of the ancestral home, next to the purple light group, Ye Xing sat cross-legged, with his five hearts facing the sky, running the "Xiantian Gong" to breathe in and out. The lavender air flow was exhaled with the breath, and was inhaled by Ye Xing into the body. Slowly inhale

Gas, exhale slowly.

The true energy circulates continuously in the meridians in the body, and will grow stronger every day it circulates.

After rescuing his little cousin in an abandoned factory and confirming that there was no danger, Ye Xing came back to practice.

Ye Xing built a small iron house on the mouth of the ancient well. Whenever he came to practice in the ancient well, Ye Xing would first lock the iron door and then start to concentrate on practice.

After all, strength is the most fundamental thing, and wealth cannot be maintained without strength. That day at Xianquan Villa, Miss Tantai explained to Ye Xing the realm of a warrior in detail.

Warriors are divided into nine acquired realms. The first to third levels are the Qi training stage, the fourth to sixth levels are the Qi gathering stage, and the seventh to ninth levels are the Qi condensation stage. The warriors in the Qi training stage have just produced true energy in their bodies, with only very small wisps.

; The warriors in the Qi Gathering Stage gather the True Qi into streams, just like water droplets gathering into streams, and the True Qi becomes very thick. As for the Qi Condensation Stage, they begin to temper the True Qi and let the True Qi flow.

It becomes more condensed and pure. The seventh to ninth levels correspond to the early stage of Qi condensation, the middle stage of Qi condensation and the late stage of Qi condensation respectively. Once you reach the late stage of Qi condensation, you can try to open up the sea of ​​​​Qi points in the lower abdomen, open up the Dantian, cultivate the innate true essence, and become

A warrior in the Xiantian realm.

The Xiantian realm is a very powerful realm that is higher than the ninth level of the acquired realm. The Xiantian realm warriors can release the Xiantian True Yuan to form the Innate Sword Qi, and take people's lives with a snap of their fingers; the Xiantian True Yuan can leave the body and form the Innate Protector.

The shield has extremely amazing defensive power. Every innate warrior can retrieve objects from the air, walk on waves, and has incredible abilities. The strength is much stronger than ordinary warriors. The entire Tang Dynasty has hundreds of millions of people in seventy-two cities across thirteen continents.

The population and Xiantian realm warriors are estimated to be no more than a hundred.

Ye Xing is currently a warrior in the early stage of Qi training in the first level, and he has just stepped into the martial arts. If he wants to gain a foothold in the martial arts continent, in addition to external strength, his own strength is also very important. Therefore, he is particularly diligent in his cultivation now.

With the high-level internal skill "Xiantian Kung" and the extremely abundant energy of heaven and earth like the purple light group, Ye Xing believes that his cultivation speed will not be slow.

Time is like water, flying by bit by bit.

During the quiet practice, I don't know how long it had passed before a ray of dim light shone in from the skylight of the iron house and fell into the ancient well. It was obviously early in the morning and the sky was already bright.

After a while, the light turned into bright yellow sunlight, which complemented the purple light group, and the ancient well suddenly became brighter.

suddenly--

"Dingling bell! You are my little apple..."

The ringtone of the cell phone in his pocket pulled Ye Xing out of his practice.

After practicing all night, Ye Xing felt invigorated and energetic, and the qi in his body had grown much stronger. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and swiped the screen to answer the call.

"Hello! Hello!" Ye Xing said.
Chapter completed!