Hearing Zhang Ming's affirmative answer, Song Junhui smiled with satisfaction, then took out a bottle of iced foreign wine from the wall hole of the car on one side, and placed it on the small chopping board in front of them.

He poured Zhang Ming first, then poured another cup in front of him, stretched out his palm and made a gesture of invitation, then raised his glass and drank it all in one go.

Zhang Ming also learned to drink, and then he heard Song Junhui whisper: "Wang Xing, from now on, you and I will be brothers."

Obviously, he recognized Zhang Ming as a superpower like him. Otherwise, it seems that he could not explain why Zhang Ming, who has always been ordinary, became extraordinary, brave and decisive overnight. This kind of intelligence collection ability of rich people should not be underestimated. Maybe the original owner of Wang Xing snatched a few children's lollipops from kindergarten and would be placed on the desk of the intelligence analyst, in just a few hours.

After pausing, Song Junhui said loudly to the driver in front: "Send us to the No. t training ground."

"Yes!" A voice came from the driver's seat, and then Song Junhui didn't say anything, leaned comfortably behind the back of the chair, and then closed his eyes.

Zhang Ming calmed down and closed his eyes, his consciousness was slightly deeper, and rows of data appeared in front of him.

"Name: Zhang Ming

Age: 16(-)

Physical constitution: 1.5(+)

Strength: 1.7(+)

Agility: 2.0(+)

Spirit: 1.1(+)

Skills: Leaping into the cloud ladder (proficient) (+), Six-paned snake-shaped hand (entering) (+)

Points: 1.1”

Before entering this world, his points should be 8.5. As soon as he entered this world, he found that his points had dropped by 8 points and reached 0.5, but now he has 0.6 points out of thin air. He has not practiced very seriously these days, and even if he practiced seriously, he would not get so many points.

It seems that this is the benefit of the so-called plot disturbance. He intensified the intensity of the first friction between the protagonist Song Junhui and the heroine, and will have a huge impact on the subsequent plot line, so he received a gift from the mysterious place (the name of Zhang Ming calling his golden finger) or a rebate?

Intuition tells Zhang Ming that such disturbances are of great benefit to the mysterious land itself, and are incomparable to the benefits that he can bring to the mysterious land if he works hard to practice.

Thinking about these questions in my mind, the car stopped quickly. Zhang Ming looked outside the car and it was parked in an abandoned factory. The tall factory buildings and exposed steel and cement were very desolate.

"Let's go out." Song Junhui smiled, opened the car door and walked down. Zhang Ming followed closely and walked out of the car through another car door.

Song Junhui got out of the car and snapped his fingers. With a snap, the car drove away in the other direction automatically. Song Junhui continued to wave and signaled Zhang Ming to follow.

Song Junhui was familiar with the process of traveling around the factory area, and soon they arrived at a dilapidated factory. Song Junhui took Zhang Ming to an office that seemed to be the director of a workshop before, and then walked straight to a huge desk.

The desk is made of yellow wooden, and Zhang Ming can easily see that the wood is not very good. However, Song Junhui gently stroked the table, and then seemed to have found a different place and broke it straight away!

Crack... With the sound of mechanical spring gear turning, the wooden table slowly turned 180°, leaving the floor he had originally covered. It turned out to be a huge round hole below, and it could be seen that a complex staircase extended downwards.

Song Junhui walked down without hesitation, then snapped his fingers in the dark ladder, and a sizzling sound passed by, and the passage was instantly illuminated by the dark yellow gas lamps, and Zhang Ming followed.

When the stairs reached the end, it was a huge cage made of iron, surrounded by iron walls, cold and strong, and a huge chandelier was placed in the middle of the ceiling, which was also locked with iron chains.

"This is an abandoned secret base. It was a place where our family's heavy industrial enterprises were built in the past to do some super research. Now I use it as my own training ground."

Song Junhui said softly, Echo wandering around the training ground.

Zhang Ming naturally said in surprise: "What? Super power, your training ground?! So, you are..."

Song Junhui smiled, put his palms together, rubbed them hard, and pulled them out. He rubbed them out of a fireball the size of a human head. He threw the fireball toward his side. The fireball was very fast and hit the iron floor in an instant.

With a bang, Zhang Ming felt that the power of this fireball would not be much lighter than the rocket I experienced today, and only a dark mark was left on the floor.

"Yes, I am a superman created by chance. My ability is the scorching of flames. I can peel off the elements and powers of flames from nature anytime and anywhere - of course, this is not under the registration of the national department."

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, showed a trace of defense just right, and asked, "Young Master, why did you tell me such a big secret?"

When Song Junhui heard this, he just shook his head and smiled, saying, "I guessed right, Brother Wang, you are also a superman. Apart from a superman, I'm afraid no one can react quickly in the afternoon. Only the superman can have this confidence!"

"Especially, you don't have any record of serving, and you're not likely to receive secret professional training."

He said lightly, a little cold sweat suddenly oozed out of Zhang Ming's back. He really wanted to use this as an excuse. After all, he was not using extraordinary power after all. If he lies, he might be able to detect it in this world. After all, just a brother Dama who was lying on the street could get a super detector that he was confident. If it was discovered, he might be unable to handle himself.

This overly real nervous reaction made Song Junhui laugh a few times: "You don't have to be afraid, we are the same type of people!"

Zhang Ming then remembered his identity and thought of passing this level first. Anyway, he was just a one-time deal in this world, and it would be enough for the past six months. The remaining troubles were borne by the original owner. After all, he was able to inherit so much of his own strength.

Thinking of this, he smiled honestly and said, "Since I have decided to advance and retreat with Young Master Song in the future, I can't hide it from you-I was also a superman who was a skipped fish when I went out for a walk. My ability should be flexible and light body, strong jumping power, and huge power beyond ordinary people."

Although his martial arts are achieved through control of his body and are different from the superpowers in this world, Zhang Ming believes that if he is not an expert in martial arts, he should not see the difference, so he trapped his abilities.
Chapter completed!