Wang Teng came out of the police station at eight o'clock in the evening and soon nine o'clock.

Before that, he called home and told his parents that he had made an appointment with his classmates to go out for dinner in the evening.

In fact, he was taken to the police station and a statement was made.

Fortunately, Wang Teng was the victim, and the police released him after learning what had happened.

Criminal police captain Yang Zhenchao personally took Wang Teng to the door and handed him a cigarette.

"Do you smoke?"

Wang Teng was also polite, took it and put it in his mouth.

The two lit up cigarettes and began to puff at the gate of the police station.

"I learned to smoke at a young age." Yang Zhenchao joked with a smile.

"Don't mention it!"

Wang Teng sighed and shook his head.

Yang Zhenchao didn't get entangled, and said seriously: "Those robbers fled to Donghai City from other cities. They have committed many serious crimes before, and they are all wanted."

"You should also be able to see that they are all vicious people, and each of them has several lives on their hands."

"When you get rid of them, you are doing harm for the people, so don't put too much pressure on them."

Wang Teng felt better immediately.

"Sure enough, they are all bad people. If I hadn't been forced to do nothing, how could I, a good student with all-round development of morality, intelligence and physique, treat them so cruelly?"

"..." Yang Zhenchao.

This kid seems a bit shameless!

He felt that he was being careful in vain, and immediately said in a bad mood: "When we finish the process here, I will send you the bounty and pennant then!"

"Ah? Give me the bounty and the pennant!" Wang Teng was a little surprised, and quickly waved his hands: "No need, I can't afford the bounty and the pennant."

"Really? These robbers have been wanted for a long time and have never been caught, so the bounty is quite high, a hundred thousand!" Yang Zhenchao thought that Wang Teng didn't know the amount of the bounty, so he explained.

"No need, I'm not short of this little money!" Wang Teng said indifferently.

"Isn't that short of money?" Yang Zhenchao was speechless, the boy's tone was quite loud.

"Why don't you donate the money to your police station? As public servants of the people, you have worked so hard, so I will take this money as a little bit of my heart." Wang Teng said.

"Then I will thank you on behalf of the entire police station." Yang Zhenchao was immediately in awe.

"By the way, Captain Yang, before I was taken away by those hostages, my car was parked halfway. Can you check for me, has my car been impounded by the traffic police?"

Wang Teng suddenly remembered his supercar parked on the side of the road.

"Okay, I'll make a call and ask."

Yang Zhenchao made a phone call, said a few words, and asked Wang Teng to report the license plate number, and the result came soon.

"It was really brought back, let's go, I will take you to get it back." Yang Zhenchao hung up the phone and said.

"Okay." Wang Teng nodded and followed his pace.

"Speaking of which, you are really a bit ruthless."

The two were walking on the road, Yang Zhenchao suddenly turned to look at him and said.

"It's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing, and it's really not serious." Wang Teng said helplessly.

"Compared to you, the first time I killed someone, I was far behind. At that time, I almost capsized in the gutter. Fortunately, a senior rescued me." Yang Zhenchao fell into memory.

Then he said with some emotion.

"You are already a high-level warrior at such a young age, and your strength is even higher than mine. It seems that you will become a warrior in less than two years!"

"Captain Yang won the award, and I was lucky too." Wang Teng said modestly.

Not long after, the two arrived at the place, signed and received the car, Yang Zhenchao looked at the supercar in front of him and said nothing.

"No wonder you don't like the one hundred thousand yuan. It turns out that it's not bad."

Wang Teng got into the car and waved to Yang Zhenchao.

"Captain Yang, thank you today, I have to go home, otherwise my parents should be careful."

"You're welcome, I forgot, you are still a high school student, go back quickly." Yang Zhenchao nodded.

...

Watching the supercar go away, a man in his thirties walked up to Yang Zhenchao and said, "What's the background of this kid? I want you, Yang Zhenchao, to run there yourself."

"No background, but he is a high-level martial artist, and today he killed five outlaws with rune guns with his bare hands." Yang Zhenchao said.

"Advanced warrior!"

The man was shocked and said: "He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, he is already a high-level warrior, and he can kill five desperadoes with rune guns with his bare hands. He is so powerful, where did he come from?" genius!"

"Who knows, but...it's amazing! I'm afraid I'll have to look up to him when I see him again." Yang Zhenchao sighed.

The man nodded sympathetically.

...

Wang Teng didn't know what the two behind him were talking about, so he drove straight to Jixing Martial Arts Hall.

After arriving at the martial arts hall, he went to the second floor.

Looking at the students in the training hall who were training in full swing, the fluctuating mood in their hearts gradually settled down.

He picked up a wave of attributes, then walked to a sandbag and started to practice boxing.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Teng needed an outlet to release the pressure accumulated in his heart. He punched quickly, forming afterimages on his arm, and bombarded the sandbag.

The sandbag swayed violently in his punches as if it had been hit by a violent storm.

The students next to him saw his madness, and couldn't help but backed away a few steps... It's so scary, is this person crazy, please stay away!

While practicing boxing, Wang Teng kept replaying the scene of killing five robbers today in his mind.

If you let yourself choose again, will you still strike so ruthlessly?

The answer is... yes!

Although he was unwell, he didn't feel that he was at fault.

Killers, people will always kill them!

And in that case, if you don't kill with one blow, you are likely to encounter more intense resistance.

The other party has a rune gun in his hand, if he is a little careless, he will be the one who dies, so the benevolence of a woman is not advisable, everything... is just for living.

After practicing boxing, he began to practice swords and knives!

Wang Teng didn't want to stop for a moment, he wanted to plunge himself into extreme exhaustion, the only way to completely release the pressure.

This practice lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.

All the students had left before he dragged his exhausted body and drove home.

When I got home, my heart was completely at ease.

"Son, didn't you go out to eat with your classmates, why did you go to the martial arts gym to practice martial arts?"

Seeing Wang Teng sweating profusely and looking exhausted, Li Xiumei couldn't help asking.

"I didn't go until after dinner. For practicing martial arts, what matters is persistence." Wang Teng said with a smile.

"You are serious this time, kid." Li Xiumei said happily.

"Go and wash up, I'll make you some supper, and I'll come down to eat later."

Li Xiumei's care made Wang Teng's cold heart feel warm immediately, and he walked upstairs with a smile.

He took a change of clothes, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the tap.

The cold water directly washed over his tired body, as if to wash everything away.

After taking a shower, Wang Teng felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and his whole body was clear. He dried his hair and went downstairs.

"Wow, it smells so good! Mom, what delicious food did you cook?"

"Your favorite egg noodles are made with star beast meat and added with star beast meat. Come and eat." Li Xiumei came out of the kitchen with a bowl in her hand.

"No wonder the smell is a bit different, but it's more fragrant." Wang Teng picked up the chopsticks impatiently, sucked it and took a big mouthful.

"Really delicious!"

After swallowing it whole, Wang Teng couldn't help admiring the hot air coming out of his mouth.

"Eat more if it tastes good. You've exhausted your energy from practicing martial arts, so you need to make up for it," Li Xiumei said.

"Uh-huh."

Wang Teng swallowed most of the bowl of noodles into his stomach, raised his head and asked, "Mom, where is my dad? Why didn't you see him come back?"

"He's gone on a business trip and won't be back for two days." Li Xiumei said.

"Oh!"

After a while, Wang Teng finished his noodles, patted his stomach in satisfaction, stood up and stretched.

"I'm full, Mom, I'm going upstairs, and you should go to bed earlier."

"Got it, I'll wash the dishes and go to sleep." Li Xiumei replied.

Wang Teng returned to his room, took out his phone and looked at it.

There are several unread text messages on WeChat.

Two were from Bai Wei, asking what he was doing, and one was from Yu Hao, this kid wanted to practice martial arts with him.

It was all sent by Wang Teng when he was held hostage, so naturally he couldn't reply.

It's so late now, and he didn't come back, let's talk about it tomorrow.

He turned on the computer and went online for a while, watching the sand sculpture netizens complaining about it, and when he felt drowsy, he climbed into bed in a happy mood, said good night to himself, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.