God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 43
Zhang Chuan was fired because of poor protection, and actually let Liliana run out of the house right in front of his eyes.

He didn't have any excuses for this, the dragon festival was over, the martial arts hall was reopened, and he was going to go back.

Although Liliana tried her best to keep her, Zhang Chuan had no plans to stay there.

Returning to his familiar home, Zhang Chuan sat on a chair.

There are fitness equipment beside him, but it is useless to him now.

He held a heavy dumbbell in his hand, the smooth surface slightly reflected the light, and when he squeezed it lightly, the marks of his five fingers were sunken.

This is the power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, just the first level, his power will multiply, and the cells of the body will become extremely active.

The light on the light bulb was intermittent, and Zhang Chuan's figure was also looming.

Not long after he turned off the light, a subtle voice appeared in his ears.

It wasn't the system, she was lying not far away snoring. In fact, Zhang Chuan was a little surprised that the system needed to sleep.

As for the noise, it was the sound of the windows being opened, and the location was on the first floor.Because the windows are too old, there will be a "click" friction sound.

If it was normal, he might have thought it was the wind hitting it, but an unusual premonition appeared in his heart.

The nerves sent a signal to himself, which was killing intent.

The airflow in the room seemed to be a little messy, someone came in and was slowly moving towards him.

There was no sound of footsteps from the other party, which meant that the strength was good, at least not below the level of a martial artist.

One step, two steps.Through the airflow, Zhang Chuan calculated the distance, while his breathing became flat and slow, and the beating frequency of his heart gradually decreased.

The other party stood in front of the bed, and the sound of whistling sounded.

"Bang!" The wooden bed turned into two halves, and Zhang Chuan, who was waiting for the opportunity, hit the opponent's chest with a backhand palm.

The figure turned into a trajectory and hit the wall, with a look of horror in the masked eyes.

What a powerful force!
That palm directly dented his chest, and his ribs were reduced to pieces. If he hadn't been wearing a body armor, his internal organs might not have been spared.

At this time, he was already thinking of retreating, his body was seriously injured, and he couldn't swing the big knife. He took out a pistol from behind and pointed it at Zhang Chuan.

But the room itself is not spacious, and the distance between the two of them has not been widened much.

A saber flashed across, and the pistol split in two and fell to the ground.

"Wait a minute!" The man raised his hands, "Do you know who I am?"

"Not interested in."

I don't know when he walked in front of the other party, Zhang Chuan gently put his hand on his head.

The fairy caresses my top, knots my hair and grants longevity.

With a widening of his eyes, he fell to the floor like this, and a person who was a martial artist in the Dzogchen realm just fell like this.

The mask was removed, and there was a gloomy middle-aged man, with disbelief in his eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

After groping around on his body, he also found some small bottles. I don't know what was inside. Besides, there were weapons hidden in his sleeves and ankles.

It seemed that because of Zhang Chuan's palm, the opponent was directly disabled, and he didn't even have time to use other things on his body.

A red card fell to the side, the pattern on it was a bit similar to his "Kill" card, codenamed Black Snake?
Other than that, there are no other clues.

"Host, what are you doing up so late? Are you secretly eating something good?" The system rubbed its eyes and glanced at Zhang Chuan.

"Is there a way to deal with him? The money will be deducted from me."

"Zhang Chuan, you are finally back. I haven't seen you for a few weeks. It feels like your body has grown a lot." Tie Cheng looked at Zhang Chuan in surprise and said.

He was a bit shorter than me before, but now he is almost taller. Is this secondary development?
The two who had just finished their lectures were sitting in the room drinking tea, and the air conditioner next to them was blowing warm air.

"It should be because I developed late."

He casually found an excuse to excuse himself, and Tie Cheng nodded, which was not surprising.

While the two were chatting, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Before Tie Cheng could finish speaking, the door was knocked open, and a figure fell to the ground. It was Chen Ming.

At this time, his face was bruised and purple, his nose was bleeding, and his eyes were swollen like a panda.

Not far away, there was also the sound of fighting.

Tiecheng and Zhang Chuan hurried out, while He Nianmeng was fighting with several men with swords.

The body shuttled in the shadow of the sword, but there were so many opponents that even she would inevitably suffer a few sword wounds.

"Stop it!" Tie Cheng saw that the people in his martial arts gym were injured, like a reddened bull, and rushed over.

He hugged several young men with swords in his arms, and fell hard towards the ground.

A sword hit him in the back, but there was only a sound of gold and iron. He punched the opponent back against the wall.

At this time, with a sharp sword light, a long sword slashed towards Tiecheng.

The cold wind that followed even sent chills down his spine, and he hurriedly wanted to turn around to defend, but it was too late.

But in an instant, the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It was Zhang Chuan. He pinched a young man's wrist with both hands, and then kicked him.

Because only one-tenth of the power was used, it was only dissipated and the ability to move was lost.

Tiecheng, whose face was full of anger, walked in front of them, "Who are you!"

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the Four Elephant Martial Arts School is not as unbearable as it says."

The young man propped himself up with his sword and glanced at Tie Cheng, "Of course I'm here to compete in the gym, but there's nothing to complain about if we lose."

Kick the pavilion?Is there such a thing now?What good does this do them? I haven't heard that there is a new martial arts gym on the other side?Tiecheng really couldn't figure out why the other party would do this.

"Wait, do you want to leave after you come here?" Zhang Chuan walked to the door and blocked it, "You think this is a vegetable market?"

"What do you want?"

Looking at the young boy in front of him, the young man looked a little dignified. The other party broke his own move with just one move, and he didn't even see what he did.

"If you want to leave, at least pay the medical expenses before leaving."

He raised his head towards Chen Ming, who was supported by He Nianmeng, "This also includes a series of expenses such as lost wages, so there is no consequence for kicking the gym?"

Everyone looked at each other in shock. This was the first time they had been charged for playing in a gym.

"How much?" The young man threw a card to the ground, "Take it and swipe it yourself."

"I'll give you three seconds, pick it up for me, or I'll pick it up for you."

Zhang Chuan looked at him with kind eyes, and at the same time gently put his hand on the other's shoulder, and slowly closed his five fingers together.

It could be clearly heard that there was an overwhelmed sound coming from the young man's joints, and a drop of sweat flowed from his forehead.

"Three." He skipped the previous process and got it right in one step.

(End of this chapter)