Chapter 332

The doctors on duty in the whole hospital in the middle of the night were startled and ran back and forth in a hurry.

The young master of Ye's family was beaten and hospitalized the day before. He was just going to be discharged tomorrow. However, he was attacked and beaten up again tonight. This time, it is more serious than before. He has broken several ribs. He has to be well nursed in the hospital for ten days and eight days.

Police from the police station also came all night.

Zheng Chengming, the director of the Institute, frowned all night and his face was like black charcoal.

"Judging from the method of committing the crime, it is the same person who attacked and beat Ye Xingchen in the alley before." After Chen Feng, deputy director of the hospital, frowned more tightly. "The surveillance video of the hospital has been retrieved, but there is no discovery - there are cameras everywhere in the hospital. How did he avoid it?"

Cheng Ming's face was also very low.

"Judging from the way of committing the crime, this man's anti reconnaissance ability is too sophisticated. I'm afraid it will be very difficult to find out for a while. There's not even a fingerprint left at the scene. "

Chen Fenglai couldn't help sighing, "who on earth dare to attack Ye's young master three or four times?"

Two hours later, ye Xingchen was pushed out of the emergency room.

He was awake, but his face was as black as charcoal.

The bandage has been several layers, and at first glance it looks like a mummy. The chest seems to have thousands of feet high in the flames of anger in the eruption. But he did not dare to attack, a little movement will lead to pain throughout the body, such as acupuncture into the soul.

Can only stare big eyes, full of hate and anger in the heart.

It's hard to see the extreme.

In the same way, he suffered a great loss. The man who beat the stick behind his back was simply humiliating the master of Ye's family.

I can't swallow it.

Ye Xingchen couldn't help but roar, but he pulled the wound. In an instant, he felt pain and tore his heart and lung. His eyes were black and he was in a coma.

One night we were all right, and the sun rose in the East.

Pengcheng, a luxury villa.

Qian Yilan and his mother Wan Yu stayed up all night.

Stay in the room.

A figure in the room was lying on the bed, wrapped in white bandages, motionless.

"Lan'er, thanks to you, otherwise, your father - even if he can save his life, he will become a waste man. It's going to be worse than killing him. " Wan Yu sighed.

Qian Yi Lan looks back at the figure on the bed at the moment, and his heart is also a dark sigh of relief.

Both mother and daughter dare not close their eyes all night.

After the doctor Jiang Renxin was invited, he immediately rescued Qianyan. Finally, he was covered with Heiyu xumai ointment.

"Dr. Jiang Renxin said that as long as Dad spent the night safely and there was no accident, there was a 90% chance of a complete recovery." Qian Yi Lan's face finally relaxed a lot, and then her eyes fell on WAN Yu's body, and she said, "Mom, you can tell me now, what's wrong with dad's injury?"

Wan Yu was stunned.

There was silence.

Half ring, shake his head and smile bitterly, "Lan son, this matter, you don't ask. With your strength, even if you know, it's no use. "

"Tell me, mom." Qian Yilan said anxiously, "although the news came back that dad was hurt by the seven yuan evil gate, which sect is it in the end? What's more, why did they suddenly attack my dad for no reason

These are the questions lingering in Qian Yilan's mind. Before, because Qianyan was seriously injured, she had been holding back not to say it. Now, she can't help asking.

However, Wan Yu never told Qian Yilan the truth.

"In a word, it's a personal grudge between your father and the seven yuan cult. Don't ask too much." Wan Yu sighed, "Lan'er, your talent is good. If your strength can break through to dark strength, this matter can naturally tell you."

Qian Yi Lan tightly pursed her red lips.

But now I'm only at the late stage of Mingjin's third grade. Although it's good among the younger generation, it's still too far away from dark strength.

How many martial artists can turn light into darkness and become strong in dark?

Qian Yi Lan knew her mother's character, and no longer forced to ask, but secretly made up his mind, lightly clenched his fist.

Dark strength.

This is our goal.

On the mountain behind the Bauhinia.

There are thousands of rays of morning glow and golden light.

The figure shakes, such as the shadow of a snake, suddenly glides past, leaving a touch of horror in the depths of people's hearts, which is frightening.

Xingyi snake boxing!

No, it should be a concentrated snake boxing.

Early in the morning, Luo Feng had already arrived at the back of the Bauhinia mountain. Without accident, Qian Yilan had not come back. Luo Feng began to practice boxing himself and repeatedly played Xingyi snake boxing several times in one breath.

Suddenly, there was a feeling.

Blend in a move.It integrates the essence of the first 30 moves of Xingyi snake boxing.

Such as the spirit snake out of the hole, with a chilling breath, it is impossible to prevent.

Weird and fierce.

Bang!

Xingyi snake fists hit a big tree on one side.

In an instant, the trunk of the tree was directly blasted out of a hole.

Smoke rises.

Luo Feng's face is calm, the smooth eyes have passed a trace of joy.

Even if it is only a combination of a move, but also an unexpected surprise.

"Over time, if you can master the whole set of Xingyi boxing, then its power will be amazing." Luo Feng said to himself, the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Since xingyimen said that they secretly learned their martial arts, Luo Feng decided from the moment he saw the hero's post that he had to steal. What's the matter?

Luo Feng has known about it.

The core of Xingyi boxing of xingyimen is mainly seven fists.

Xingyi snake boxing!

Xingyi leopard boxing!

Xingyi Hequan!

Xingyi tiger boxing!

Xingquan Eagle!

Xingyi monkey boxing!

Shape and meaning Mantis Boxing!

Xingyi Qiquan is the absolute core of xingyimen martial arts.

Of course, according to the information Luo Feng learned from Jiang Shuai, there are almost no martial arts practitioners of Xingyi seven fists, even in the Xingyi sect. After all, one's energy is limited. If one can specialize in one of the fists, it's better than cultivating seven fists simultaneously, but it only involves the skin.

This is what Luo Feng is greedy for.

His goal is the seven fists of Xingyi.

Xingyi leopard boxing has been fully integrated. This morning, Xingyi snake boxing has also made a great breakthrough.

This trend, let Luo Feng classmate very satisfied.

"On November 15, do you want to defeat this group of hypocrites with the martial arts of xingyimen on Baiyun Mountain?" Luo Feng can't help but talk to himself, his eyes twinkle with the light of expectation.

"Since they said that I was a warrior scum - then I was defeated by them."

"I'd like to have a look. What can Xingyi do to me?"

Luo Feng squinted and sneered.

If you want to learn Xingyi Qiquan secretly, you have to fight with a large number of Xingyi men.

It is necessary to pull hatred.

Fortunately, the skill of "pulling hatred" is a regular skill pack for Luo Feng and will never be lost.