Chapter 80

The northernmost part of Chengbei district.

Here is the best villa community in the north of the city, Yulong Jinyuan.

"Yulongjinyuan" covers an area of nearly 600 mu, but there are only ten villas. Each villas has its own wall, which consists of two villas, one large and one small.

The ten families who can live here are certainly the most powerful or wealthy people in the north of the city.

At this time, in villa 008, the lights were dim, but the walls and corridors were full of people and there were several armed security guards.

The imperial gun ban is not as strict as it used to be. Anyone who applies can carry a gun with him as long as he is approved by the police.

Of course, ordinary people may never be able to apply for it, which is equivalent to serving the rich and powerful.

Hu Ye stands on the third floor balcony of the building, holding a glass of red wine and looking at the night in the distance.

He just made a phone call to the Ding family, but he didn't get a chance to talk to Ding Yuantu, the owner of the Ding family.

The one who answers the phone is the manager of the Ding family. The outsider calls him uncle long.

Uncle long responded to Hu Ye. Mr. Ding said that if you are free the day after tomorrow morning, you can have two minutes.

Ding Yuantu gives Hu Ye two minutes. He Xiaohu doesn't feel aggrieved and humiliated.

He shakes his tall wine glass, and his eyes are a little confused. This is the world. People with power and power have precious time.

Sooner or later, I will be like Ding Yuantu.

However, the premise is to solve Ding Yi's problem first.

He's not. This guy's surname is Ding. Fortunately, he's not from the Ding family.

"Blow up a man?" Tiger thought about it and slowly put down his glass.

Now it's hot summer, and he's standing on the balcony, outside a lot of mosquitoes and flies flying.

He stood still, his ears humming more and more.

After a while, I saw a fly flying around and over the tiger's shoulder.

The tiger still didn't move, as if he had been frozen.

The fly flew for a while, and finally whooshed and fell on the tiger's shoulder.

Flies, which usually don't stop for a long time when they meet people, will fly immediately unless they are really dead or you have excrement.

But just when the fly met tiger, Hu, tiger's whole body was tense, and all his pores seemed to stretch out at the same time. At the same time, his shoulder pulled slightly, and the radiance was very small, but it seemed to burst out infinite power.

"Ba" the fly turned over, his belly burst open, and died on the tiger's shoulder.

This is the power of the dark force.

Among Guo Yunshen's three training methods, dark strength is called "soft strength of fist", that is, to practice Qi and spirit and to change tendons.

Ming Jin has a sound, while dark Jin has no sound. Ming Jin bursts strength from the flesh and bones of the fist, while dark Jin releases strength from the muscles and veins.

When Kung Fu is practiced to the point of dark strength, it is just like the swordsman in the martial arts novels. At this time, even if there is real Qi.

Dark strength can be condensed to a point, or even released in a pore.

If it wasn't a fly just now, even if a man pressed the tiger's shoulder with his hand, the tiger's hand would be injured or even broken.

This is almost the Qigong in martial arts novels, which is open to the outside and true to the inside.

Of course, in the novel, the master can smash a thousand troops with a volley, and hit several meters away, or even further.

The dark strength of Chinese traditional art, to the peak, lies in the clothes.

In other words, if you don't touch his clothes, or his body doesn't touch you, dark strength won't hurt you.

The distance of dark strength is limited. Unless you practice higher and higher, you will be more and more powerful and the distance will be further and further.

Tiger master has been practicing all his life. He was born in a famous school. Now he's in the middle of dark energy. He hasn't even reached the peak. We can see how hard it is to practice dark energy.

It can be said that he can never go further in his modern life.

Only when he gives up everything, concentrates on practicing martial arts and finds a place to practice meticulously, can he have a chance to go to a higher level.

Everyone's pursuit is different. Tiger Lord likes his life all his life.

At this time, he picked up the fly. The fly was shocked by his dark strength, and his belly burst open, rotten into a ball.

The more so, the more ugly tiger's face.

I remember that when he was young, he was able to shatter the whole fly in the early stage of dark energy. Now, in the middle stage of dark energy, he can only shatter his belly. What's more, what he shakes is a fly. He has done his best.

But iron hand just said that Ding Yi broke brother Huoshui with one hand.

He's the one who blows up. It's ten thousand times more difficult than a fly.

Tiger master is sighing, thinking about how to face Ding Yi in the future, suddenly a voice comes from behind.

"Is that dark energy? It's very powerful. The flies are all killed by the shock. "

Hiss, tiger's face changed greatly. As soon as he looked back, he saw a sunny boy standing in his room, smiling at him gently.

Ding Yi? Don't even think about it. This is Ding Yi.

Tiger Ye stares at him, his face is incredible: "you --- how did you get in?"

Before the iron hand told him to go, but he was not afraid, mainly his villa is full of people.

More than 40 security guards are all armed. Even if half of them are sleeping and half of them are on duty, there are more than 20 people, and there are all kinds of cameras. Now in this society, who dares to fight openly.

No matter how powerful it is, you have to take into account the feelings of the government.

It's impossible for ordinary Chinese masters to do such a thing.

But he did not expect that Ding Yi not only came in, but also directly and quietly touched his room.

And this man is really cruel. He just killed Huoshui, and then he killed the door all night. Who dares and who can do that outside.

"Just walk up like this. I'm a student. Who will embarrass me?" Ding Yi said with a smile.

The security guards saw his sunny smile and thought it was tiger's illegitimate son.

You're better than me. Can you get in this way? Tiger has the impulse to vomit blood.

"Ten million, the world will give it back to you, and I'll accompany another ten million." Without saying a word, the tiger directly reported the number, which was five million more than just now.

It's because of the big world. He is confident that he and Ding Yi have no deep hatred. The other party should be able to accept it.

He didn't call security guard because he thought it was useless to call security guard. If Ding Yi is really a Huajin expert and dares to find his family, he may die if the security guard doesn't come up.

Ding Yi really looked down and thought about it.

As soon as he hesitated, the tiger master felt that there was a play. He immediately said, "we don't have any deep hatred. Let's make a friend. In this society, there are not many practitioners of Chinese martial arts. Why kill each other?" As he spoke, he looked at Ding Yi. The more he looked at Ding Yi, the more he looked like Hua Jin.

Why?

Because he looks at Ding Yi, it seems that he has never learned Chinese martial arts at all.

Except for Ding Yi standing there, the footwall is a little stable because of the stake. The rest is not like it at all. The shoulders are still towering and the temples are not bulging.

It doesn't look like a master of traditional Chinese arts.

But the more he does, the more he feels that he is Huajin. Only those who really practice Huajin can go back to nature and look like ordinary people.

"I don't want money." Ding Yi shook his head and laughed.

"What do you want?" The tiger master's face changed greatly, and he became alert immediately. His body didn't move, and his five fingers had already arched up, ready to defend against Ding Yi's attack at any time.

As soon as Ding Yi makes a move, he will call security.

"I want the rules." Ding Yi said.

"Rules? What are the rules? " Now tiger is a little confused.

"The rule of virtue." Ding Yi said as he walked forward: "tiger, it's wrong for you to do this. It's cruel to kill people everywhere."

"I don't want to be avenged. It's often written in novels that cutting grass does not remove roots, and the spring breeze blows deep." The tiger Master said in a deep voice. He followed Ding Yi's steps and retreated step by step. After a while, he retreated to the edge of the balcony.

"So I'm going to make a new rule. In the future, in Dongning City, injustice has its head and debt has its owner. If I have a festival with tiger master, I will only kill tiger master. Everyone will see that and then I will abide by the rules."

"Of course, it may take a long time, but there must be precedents in everything. Tiger, you have a reputation, so I have to cut you off."

"Are you going to kill me?" Tiger finally heard the voice out of the words.

Almost as he said this, whoosh, tiger Lord and Ding Yi moved at the same time.

Tiger master is also scared by Ding Yi. He thinks Ding Yi is Huajin. Before fighting, he is afraid. Before fighting, he turns around and jumps off the balcony.

The villa has an open balcony and no windows, which is very suitable for him to escape.

He is quick to respond, but Ding Yi is also well prepared.

Ding Yi has just seen the iron hand. It's only seven or eight meters away with one step.

With Ding Yi's all-out efforts, one step can cover nearly 20 meters.

So he believed that tiger could not run away from himself.

Two people start almost at the same time, tiger just jumped out of the balcony, people in mid air, ready to hiss: "come on."

But these three words didn't come out. The word "Lai" was still in my throat, and I felt a gust of wind behind me.

"Bang" after the heart has been hit by a blow.

The word "Lai" was stuck in Sheng Sheng's throat. He opened his mouth. What he said was not the word. Wow, a mouthful of blood gushed.

The body fell from the third floor like a stone and fell to the ground with a plop.

Ding Yi's body follows him, and his left foot is like stepping on a balloon. Bang, one foot is stepping on the back of tiger's head.

I don't know how powerful it is. Under the villa is the lawn. With the sound of tiger's head card, half of it sinks into the lawn, and half of it doesn't know what it will be like.

"Well," the tiger master is not dead yet. His body is twitching on the ground. His head is buried in the lawn. He wants to speak, but he can't speak.

"Tiger master, you are practicing Chinese martial arts. The life of drunkenness is not suitable for you." Ding Yi shakes his head, swish, and jumps to the second floor. With the help of the balcony on the second floor, he pulls hard and jumps back to the third floor.

Standing on the balcony, he looked down and felt the tiger slowly die.

Villa is still calm around, did not find a person died here.