1509: C1509 An Expert

C1509 An Expert

"You're not saying anything..."

Xiaozuo looked at Ning Qi with a smile that wasn't a smile. Ever since Ning Qi condensed the Eternal Immortal Emperor's dharma idol, his body was no longer two meters tall. Instead, he was only 1.7 meters tall, less than 1.8 meters tall. At most, he could be considered tall and straight, but not very robust. Therefore, in Xiaozuo's eyes, Ning Qi's qi and blood were not very strong.

No matter how strong a seventeen or eighteen year old guy was, how strong could he be?

Zhang Shaan asked him to investigate Ning Qi's background first. Xiaozuo scoffed at this. He was really old now, and his heart was also old. He even had to be so careful when his daughter was slapped.

Therefore, Xiaozuo didn't intend to do as he said. He wanted to be more direct!

"Classmate, you were the one who slapped Zhang Eldest Lady in the Polar Mountain Group, right? I am here to collect the debt on his behalf, you... Are you ready? "

Xiaozuo looked at Ning Qi and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

"Did Zhang Shaan send you?"

Ning Qi said with a faint smile.

"You hit his daughter, so he naturally has to stand up for her. Since you don't want to tell me who your master is, I'll just attack him and see which sect you're from."

Xiaozuo laughed and stretched out his hand to grab Ning Qi.

In the eyes of outsiders, these two people were like old friends who had not seen each other for a long time. After saying a few words, they planned to hug each other and leave.

"Hmm? Not defending?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Xiaozuo's eyes. At this time, his palm was placed on Ning Qi's shoulder. This was a very important seat. As long as it was raised slightly... He could break Ning Qi's aorta or even break his neck. No one would let their shoulders fall into the hands of their enemies.

He was deliberately mystifying!

Xiaozuo sneered. Zhang Shaan wanted him to cripple one of Ning Qi's legs and two fingers, but he changed his mind at this moment. He raised his palm slightly.

Pah!

In just a few inches, Xiaozuo had used seventy percent of his strength. This palm strike... Enough to kill a tiger on the spot, but when his palm landed on the left side of Ning Qi's neck... But it was like hitting a very hard iron wall!

How could he have such a feeling?

A trace of panic flashed across Xiaozuo's eyes. Ning Qi was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. At this moment, this smile looked very strange.

"Are you planning to kill me?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Are you an expert in training?"

Xiaozuo quickly retreated and looked at Ning Qi vigilantly.

"A master? I guess so."

Ning Qi smiled and nodded.

"I don't believe that his body can be tough to such an extent. As long as I can knock out the anger in his heart, I can beat him to death!"

A trace of fierceness flashed across Xiaozuo's eyes as he slid. In a short distance, his speed surpassed that of a leopard. He instantly appeared in front of Ning Qi. In just a second. He threw out twenty-three punches. Each punch landed on Ning Qi's vital points.

"Eh? Is that guy crazy?"

A few passers-by passed by and saw Xiaozuo's actions. They immediately stopped and looked at the scene curiously. It was like this: a good-looking young man was using all kinds of weird movements. He was massaging the young man in front of him, sometimes in front of him, sometimes behind him. Like a funny clown.

The 23rd punch ended.

Xiaozuo retreated and moved 30 meters away from Ning Qila. After that, he let out a light breath. He had used up all of his strength in each of these twenty-three punches. The power was extraordinary. If there were 23 hidden strength experts standing in front of him... One man and one fist had already fallen!

Even if he was a Transforming Strength master, he was still a little tired at this moment.

"What's going on?"

Xiaozuo looked at Ning Qi in a daze. He had always been full of confidence. At this moment, he felt a trace of fear spreading in his heart. Ning Qi had suffered twenty-three punches from him. Nothing happened? Wasn't this kind of skill too terrifying? Even if it was an iron plate, it would be pierced through at this moment, right?

"Is this all you have?"

Ning Qi smiled and walked towards Xiaozuo. Xiaozuo hesitated for a second with a serious face. He turned around and jumped into the black car. The car drove away quickly.

...

"That was close. That guy's martial arts skill, could it be that he has already reached the Peak of Transformation Strength?"

Cold sweat dripped down from Xiaozuo's forehead as he reached for his waist.

"Master Zuo, you..."

The driver saw this scene and hesitated for a moment. He was Zhang Shaan's man. Since Xiaozuo had not finished his task, he naturally had to ask about it.

"Shut up!"

Xiaozuo shouted coldly. At this moment, he felt that something was not right. Where was his knife?

Xiaozuo turned around and looked. His body was covered in cold sweat.

Ning Qi played with a knife and smiled at Xiaozuo. He said, "Trying to escape after pretending to be B? How can it be so simple? "

"You, how can you..."

Xiaozuo's muscles instantly froze, and he subconsciously threw a punch at Ning Qi's head. Ning Qi gently waved his hand and pushed his fist away, then grabbed Xiaozuo's arm.

"You hit me so many times. I will only return you one time. Remember to go back and tell Zhang Shaan that this is only the interest..."

Ning Qi smiled. Then, with a swing of his arm, Xiaozuo's body smashed the door of the car. He heavily smashed into a truck that was driving along the street and was swept into the bottom of the truck. The truck driver was so scared that he immediately stepped on the brakes.

"What's going on?"

The driver arranged by Zhang Shaan was shocked and immediately braked. When he turned around, Xiaozuo and Ning Qi were no longer in the backseat.

"Hey! Are you alright?"

The truck driver bent down and looked at the bottom of the truck. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Xiaozuo was not crushed by the wheels.

"Help me fight... 120..."

Xiaozuo turned his head with difficulty and said.

...

North Pole Mountain private hospital.

Zhang Shaan stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at Xiaozuo who was covered in plaster. He was speechless for a long time.

"Another interest? Is he very strong?"

Zhang Shaan asked slowly.1

"Very, very strong..."

When Xiaozuo thought of Ning Qi's elusive means, a trace of unwillingness flashed across his eyes.

"Let's not deal with him for now. Let's investigate his background first."

Zhang Shaan said in a flat tone.

Xiaozuo regretted not listening to Zhang Shaan. He wanted to find out more about Ning Qi first. When Ning Qi had thrown him earlier, he had dislocated all the joints in his body. There were cracks all over his bones, even if he was a Transforming-strength martial artist. It would also take a very long time for him to recover and heal.

"Boss, when I recover, I'll go back and ask the elders of my sect to come out."

Xiaozuo said with a hoarse voice.

"En."

Zhang Shaan smiled. This was what he had been waiting for. This matter was no longer his personal matter. Since Xiaozuo had been beaten up like this, the sect behind him naturally had to step in.

Zhang Shaan was a little curious. Whose son was this? Was he here to ask for interest? Should he kill him with his own hands next time?

"As long as you dare to come, I will wait for you! Fierce Refiner? Hehe, can you block the sniper rifle?"

A cold glint flashed across Zhang Shaan's eyes.

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