Xihai city.

Here has been the winter since the "this is our boss let me show you, said you look like this will understand."

Wang Yong nodded and returned the badge to the man: "please, let's go."

With that, Wang Yong got into the car.

The badge is genuine. It's impossible for anyone to take it out except himself. For Longji, Wang Yong had almost unconditional trust.

The car sped to the other end of Xihai city.

"The boss specially selected a suburban house for you, and I will supplement the daily necessities. You can write anything you need on paper and give it to me. As long as Xihai city has it, I can get it all. " There is a touch of pride in the man's words.

It can be heard that the receptionist arranged by the Dragon King for Wang Yong has great influence in the West Sea.

"Thank you." Wang Yong responded politely.

Soon, the car arrived at the villa.

I have to say that the location of this villa is really good. There was hardly any traffic around. It was very quiet. Behind the villa is the mountain. Now it is covered with snow, only a little black ridge is exposed, like a ferocious dragon lurking between heaven and earth.

Wang Yong nodded with satisfaction and walked into the villa quickly.

From last night to now, Wang Yong is really tired. After getting familiar with the geographical environment of the villa, Wang Yong went back to his room to have a rest.

The driver was smart enough to leave without disturbing Wang Yong.

Wang Yong didn't open his eyes until he slept in the evening.

Just want to get up to eat something, suddenly heard the roar of traffic outside, from far and near, towards this side.

License plate number. It's not the one that picked you up during the day.

"Who?" Wang Yong was so nervous that he put on his clothes and left the bedroom quickly.

Creak, the car stopped directly in front of the villa.

Then listen to a rhythm of the footsteps came slowly, a bang opened the door of the villa.

"It's a master! The distance and rhythm of each step are just right, and the sound is crisp when the steps fall on the ground, without any superfluous noise. It can be seen that the strength of his legs' rise and fall is also very well controlled. This kind of Kung Fu in details can't be developed in three or five years. This person's leg skill must be excellent. " Wang Yong hides in the living room and listens.

"Come in! The movement of pushing the door was not big, but the heavy iron door opened all at once, without the hard and obscure sound. It's not a low skill! Who is it? Is it an enemy or a friend? "

Wang Yong was a little uncertain.

If it's the receptionist mentioned by the Dragon King, it should be accompanied by the driver of the man in the daytime. There can't be only one person's footsteps.

If it's the enemy, Wang Yong doesn't believe that the Zheng family has found his whereabouts so soon. Unless there's a traitor in Dragon Ridge.

It can be seen that the only people who know Wang Yong's whereabouts are the Dragon King and the military adviser. How can these two people betray Wang Yong?

"Stop. Is he looking for me? " Wang Yong didn't dare to show his head to see it. He could only guess what the other party was doing at the moment with his voice.

"Coming towards me, did you find me or just hit me by mistake? No matter, no matter the enemy or the friend, you can't send your life and death to others! Especially at this moment Wang Yong made a quick decision in his heart.

Daddada, the footstep sound is coming towards Wang Yong's position with its inherent frequency.

According to the frequency, you will find Wang Yong in two more steps.

Just then, the footstep voice suddenly stops, as if that person gave up looking for Wang Yong.

When Wang Yongzheng was relieved, he heard a sudden sound burst in the air, and his fierce fists came wrapped in the wind blade.

Just a punch, will be next to a bunch of flowers on the tea table blowing petals broken.

One after another, a pair of white fists appeared over Wang Yong's head, thumping down heavily.

Wang Yong raised his arm to block.

Just listen to the intersection of the two fists, a big drum burst, shaking the air of the falling Ying excited to fly.

"Not bad." A man's voice came out, and then a punch came down.

This one is more powerful than the first one.

Wang Yong's face was expressionless, and he still raised his arm to block.

Boom!

It looks like the same blocking power as last time, but it causes completely different results.

The man's arms were so high that he almost fell to the ground.

Wang Yong quietly looked at the man in front of him and asked, "who are you?"

The man grinned and didn't answer. But take a deep breath, and then listen to the sound of the sea in his body.

Boom, boom

One wave is higher than the other, and the momentum is appalling.

The man's white skin instantly turned into the color of blood rust. His eyes were full of fighting spirit. Without saying a word, he punched Wang Yong again.

overbearing! Ferocious! Fierce and fierce, arbitrary!

In the twinkling of an eye, a man has changed from a polite gentleman into a bloodthirsty beast, showing his wildness.

Wang Yong couldn't help changing his face a little, and his fists came quietly into his arms.

It's still a block with arms raised, but this time Wang Yong's body is full of fire boxing.

Hiss, the fist that the man beats falls just contacts with Wang Yong's arm, send out the smell of a burst of scorch.

The man was shocked. He just wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

Wang Yongge's arms suddenly turned into two steel whips, slapping at the man's sternum.

Powerful and powerful, such as a big man with a 70-80 Jin steel whip pounding a small clam shell.

Although the clam shell is very hard in front of the same kind, it is useless in the face of obviously disproportionate force.

Men have expected their own fate, eyes closed, directly wait to die.

But I didn't expect that the roaring wind would stop suddenly when it just reached his sternum. Yue Zhiyuan was calm, and there was no feeling that he couldn't stop.

Only with the wind of boxing whistling by, the man's expensive suit shirt blowing hiss crack.

The man slowly opened his eyes, full of dispirited: "unexpectedly, you are so powerful. I thought I could at least compete with you, but I didn't expect that you didn't do your best

Wang Yong said with a smile: "it's not easy to say. It's just that you recognize the king of war's will you use, so you should stop ahead of time. Who are you, anyway? As far as I know, all the people who are still willing to serve in Longji, and who are able to urge the king's will to the second level, serve in Longji. There shouldn't be a private figure! "

"Folk people?" The man laughed at himself“ Yes, I have no official position now. I can only be regarded as a member of the public. There's nothing to hide from you. I'm the receptionist introduced by Dragon King, and I'm also the founder of Bing Wang's mind, Shi XingKong. "

"It's you?" Wang Yong was stunned.

Of course, Wang Yong knew that this military legend, a Shaolin disciple, was originally named Shi XingKong. After joining the army, he changed to Shi XingKong. It was he who improved Shaolin's mind into the mind of the king of soldiers, making mind turn this internal skill into a killing move to stimulate the human body's potential.

Although there are many hidden dangers in Bingwang's mind, it is undeniable that after learning this Kung Fu, many people survived. Wang Yong relied on this method to survive many times and turned defeat into victory.

It turns out that Wang Yong always thought that Shi XingKong had died early because of practicing this skill. Unexpectedly, he was still alive!

Wang Yong looked up and down at Shi XingKong as if he had seen his childhood idol.

"No way." It suddenly occurred to Wang Yong“ Don't you have already practiced the triple mind? If it had been pushed to triple just now, I'm afraid it's not known who will be the winner! "

In the earliest official records, Shi XingKong was the only one who refined the triple mind. Wang Yong is the second.

Just now, Shi XingKong just pushed his mind to the second level, not to the third level. Wang Yong has a deep understanding of the third power of fury.

Shi XingKong gave a wry smile: "I have already practiced the third skill, but you know the disadvantages of this skill. The higher the realm, the more vitality. Third, I haven't used it for more than ten years, and I dare not use it again. Look at my body... "

Shi XingKong said, rolling up his sleeve.

Wang Yong couldn't help but change his color. Under his sleeve, the skin of Shi XingKong's whole arm turned white and stiff.

This kind of stiff white looks like a kind of morbid color, rather than the tender white of women.

"Is this the sequela of the king of war's intention?" Wang Yong asked in disbelief.

Shi XingKong nodded: "I had this situation as early as ten years ago, so I had no choice but to retire and hide in this relatively sparsely populated place. Fortunately, God let me live for another ten years. Now the skin is just stiff white, when it becomes translucent, it means that the function of body cells is completely degraded, which is my death time. About three or five years to go! "

"So fast?" Wang Yong was surprised“ Is it not that I will be like this sooner or later? "

Shi XingKong took a look at Wang Yong and suddenly frowned: "no! You have obviously reached the third level of cultivation. Why don't you have this kind of pale complexion? Do you feel palpitations or weakness from time to time? "

Wang Yong shook his head.

"How long do you need to recuperate before you can continue to use it?"

Wang Yong thought about it and was not sure. He replied: "it used to take a long time, but now it doesn't take that long. About half a day? Or hours? I don't know. I haven't used it for a while

"What?" Shi XingKong was shocked by Wang Yong's answer“ impossible! Third, the heart can not recover so quickly! That's an overdraft for hard work. I'm an inventor. I know that better than anyone else! You must be joking