What does Jin Yong want from Lin Feng?

Li Zekai was full of curiosity, and they sat aside, not daring to breathe.

"How to show it to me?" Jin Yong stares at Li Rui and Zheng Zha excitedly.

In Jin Yong's eyes, internal power is definitely a very high-end kind. It has to be cultivated through special hard work and a certain chance.

As far as Lin Feng is concerned, Jin Yong doesn't think Lin Feng can be cultivated. If Lin Feng can cultivate this, then heaven is too unreasonable. This is just inhuman!

How lazy is Lin Feng? From a company, that is to give people management. That's to be lazy as much as you can. Generally speaking, the founder is in charge of the company. He hopes to firmly control the company. He wishes that everything in the company revolves around himself.

But Lin Feng is not good, often absent, and all kinds of rights are divided out. In addition to the equity, Lin Feng firmly controls, the rest is lazy if he can. You say, if you can have internal power for such a lazy person, it's too unreasonable.

Therefore, the two ace soldiers from the Chinese special forces around Lin Feng should have them. Because they work hard enough.

Lin Feng smiles.

"Mr. Jin, are there any walls in your hometown that you want to demolish?" Lin Feng smiles.

Jin Yong had the cheek to smoke. Lin Feng's words are pure fighting. I'll call you to show it. As soon as you solve your doubts, you'll be good. As soon as you come in, you'll be demolished.

You know, master Jin Yong's villa in the downtown area, every plant and plant, has been planted by him and his wife in the past decades. Every tile has feelings.

It's not painful for you to tear it down!

"Well, that's troublesome! That's not a good demonstration! " Lin Feng shrugged helplessly, then looked at Li Zekai and said with a smile, "why don't you three help with the demonstration?"

demonstration? Three eyes a bright, suddenly came to the spirit.

They feel that this seems very interesting. It's something that Mr. Jin Yong values so much. They have to show their hand or two and get some comments from Mr. Jin Yong. Although they say it's useless in the financial circle, please forgive them for being rude and being rude to Mr. Jin Yong. But in the literary world, as well as the celebrity world, it is still very useful.

It's just like when you go to a university at home, and then choose to go to Harvard, Yale or other universities abroad to study as a graduate student. This is gilding. Especially in the fashion circle, if you only have money, people will be afraid of you and will accommodate you, but it's hard to respect you. You in people's eyes, that is the upstart, local rich general.

Of course, Li Zekai and his three men are not local rich men, upstarts, and all top students. But their kind of talented students, compared with Jin Yong's, naturally can't be compared.

Otherwise, Ni Kuang's son Ni Zhen won't do anything, but he is still in the entertainment industry and even the fashion industry. Why? Just because his father is Ni Kuang, a literary giant.

They can get some good comments from Jin Yong. That's not the same.

Immediately, the three people scrambled to be the audience for the demonstration.

Jin Yong can't see it.

"Well, you three boys, you don't know anything, you still fight! This boy is teasing you Jin Yong was a little sad and couldn't laugh. He glared at them.

Although Jin Yong doesn't know how to use internal power, it's very simple. Internal power can hurt people, and it's very powerful. Otherwise, Lin Feng would not choose walls to demonstrate. It must be very destructive.

Is this what the human body can bear? It's obviously not. It's going to hit people. Maybe they will be seriously injured and vomit blood.

"Well, what? Feng Shao, what do you want to demonstrate? " The three men came back to their senses. They feel that they and others seem to have been fooled by Lin Feng.

This guy, with his sly smile, must have a ghost.

"Oh, nothing. It's just that Mr. Jin wants to see the internal power I've just figured out. If you want to find something to demonstrate, you can just have a try. What's it like to be hit by" Eighteen dragon subduing palms " Lin Feng joked, "let's see if the five zang organs will crack and all seven will be injured."

"Cough! Cough! That's seven injury boxing! " Jin Yong really can't help Lin Feng's making such a fuss.

what? Internal power! no Three people jump three feet at a time.

"Feng Shao, have you really studied the internal force? Are you kidding? " The three men's eyes were wide open. Well, it's impossible! No such thing! This is just a fantasy.

These are all fictional things in martial arts novels!

"Do you think it's a joke for me to come all the way here? Do you think master Jin is such a person who is easy to be fooled? " Lin Feng said.

"No! Oh, my God! Feng Shao, if you don't say it, I promise to give him two mouth melon seeds, how can it be! But you said, "I believe it!" Zheng Zhiheng took a deep breath, his eyes shining with a blazing light.

"Good! Brother Feng, as long as you say it, I believe it Tang Jiacheng's eyes look like stars.

"I said, if it's true, it's going to be crazy! The outside world knows that it has to make trouble! Feng Shao, I can understand why Mr. Jin is waiting for you so urgently. I can't wait to see him! " Li kept swallowing.

As a Chinese, as long as he is born and raised in China, he will surely read martial arts novels and become a fan of Jin Yong's novels. Then he will have a great Xia dream in his heart!

But the great Xia dream, since it is a great Xia dream, is just a dream. Although many people used to go to Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts when they were young, they hope to learn good skills and help the weak in the future.

But when I grow up, I realize that all this is just a beautiful world after martial arts novelists become artistic. In fact, it doesn't exist. Even today, Wulin does not exist.

There are many in the world, but where is Wulin? It's long gone. As for internal force, it's just a novelist's fantasy.

But now, it really appears, how not shocked! This is absolutely shocking to the world.

"But there is no target for demonstration. How about you three acting as stakes?" Lin Feng laughs.

This is like a rattle with three heads. They didn't know that before, but now they do. How dare they. Joke, this internal force hits on the body, which also has the life in.

"Why don't I get some people and bring some stake men? This is easy to do. Thirty minutes at the most Li Zekai smiles and dials immediately.

Li family, that's Hong Kong's biggest family. Especially now, Li Zekai has become bigger and stronger with Lin Feng, and he has more money than his Laozi. The Li family's status in Hong Kong is more dignified and prominent.

Despite the frequent traffic jams in Hong Kong, it took less than 30 minutes for Li Zekai to make a phone call. Only 23 minutes later, seven wooden Stumpers moved to Jin Yong's home.

Seven stake men, line up.

Jin Yong was sitting in the middle of the front of the stake man, next to Li Zekai, three of whom were sitting upright and nervous. Lin Feng is sitting on the other side, a smile, carrying a cup, a face comfortable.

Li Rui and Zheng Zha went to the stake man.

"This is our normal attack!" Zheng Zha suddenly drank and hit the stake man with a heavy fist.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, there was a fist seal about half an inch above the stake man.

good heavens! very impressive! Li Zekai's heart beat. You know, this stake man is made of hard mulberry wood. It's heavy and hard. It's very suitable to be used as a stake man for practicing martial arts.

This ordinary man has to crack his fist when he hits it like this. But Zheng Zha not only had nothing to do, but also left a fist seal on it. It's only half an inch, but it's really scary.

If you hit an ordinary person with this fist, you have to break a bone and vomit blood.

"And next, we'll use our internal power to fight with the strength of our fist." Li Rui explained.

Zheng Zha closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. About a few seconds later, his eyes suddenly opened, and he seemed to have a clear light. With a loud drink, his right fist with a strong wind hit the new stake man.

There was a crash.

The brand-new stake man directly breaks up, and the splashed mulberry sawdust splashes everywhere. The fog formed by the wood dregs makes people unable to open their eyes for a moment.

There was a burst of exclamation.

For a long time, the fog of wood dregs gradually dispersed.

The crowd opened their eyes and gaped.

The original brand-new wooden stake man, whose fist was forced in the middle, had been hit by a big blow, which was more than half of the wooden stake man's body. As for the radius of the deep hole, it's about the size of the sea bowl.

Terrible! It's terrible!

Is this still human? This is a complete monster!

Li Zekai's eyes were round and their mouths were wide open. They couldn't believe what they saw.

"Just now, he... His fist... His head seemed to be shining!" Tang Jiacheng stammered a little.

"I saw it, too! It really seems to shine Zheng Zhiheng was a little flustered.

Li Zekai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and went over in disbelief. He touched the big deep hole in the sea bowl, pinched the surface of the man who pinched the stake, ran to another new man who was beside him and hammered hard.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Li Zekai cried out.

oh my god! He hit it with one punch, and it felt as hard as hitting the wall. But Zheng Zha, however, punched it a deep hole.

This is not the "arms" of the pile driver. It is the use of violence and can be broken. But it's a deep hole on the stake man.

It's terrible! It's on people? Li Zekai is a cold cicada. It's estimated that people will be beaten in two directly!