Hero Cultivation System

The feeling of the cold gun barrel pressing against the left and right temples was really not pleasant, especially when his hands were pulled behind his back, it became even more infuriating.

However, Liang Gong did not move at all.

"Handcuff him and search him." A capable middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit walked up to Liang Gong, looked up and down before saying: "Don't try to resist or break free from the handcuffs. They are made of special alloy specially designed for martial arts people. Even if you cultivate the handcuffs to the point where the three flowers gather at the top, the five qi will not be able to break free."

Liang Gong glanced at him but did not answer. He just turned his head to the five elders of the assembly who were sitting in the middle of the tent and asked: "Excuse me, leaders and elders, what is the purpose of this?"

It was getting late when he returned to Yuxu Palace. Of course, all the audience had left, but the big tent of the conference was still brightly lit, so he walked in to ask. He didn't expect to be treated like this as soon as he entered the tent.

Most of the tables and chairs in the big tent have been removed. In addition to the expressionless Five Elders, the elders of other sects are also standing behind the Five Elders. What is strange is that the expressions on their faces are different, or they are angry. They are dissatisfied, or they take pleasure in others' misfortunes, but more often they just watch with indifference.

In addition to the capable middle-aged men, there were three warrior monks and ten young men in black uniforms holding submachine guns on the side near the door.

The middle-aged man went around behind Liang Gong and inspected the handcuffs himself, and then said to his men: "We have caught someone, let them escape."

"Liang Gong, if you have any questions, you can start asking." The middle-aged man walked back to the five elders of the assembly and sat on the only empty chair. Zhong Shi, the leader of the Kongtong Sect sitting next to him, glanced at him with disgust. With one glance, he moved his chair a few feet away.

The atmosphere in the big tent was very strange. The ten young men in black uniforms still pointed their guns at Liang Gong and did not dare to relax. The attitude of the five elders and other elders in the assembly was ambiguous. It felt like a three-chamber trial.

Liang Gong turned a blind eye and took two steps forward, but his hands were pulled straight. When he turned his head and looked back, he realized that the handcuffs were actually connected to a chain, and the other end was in the hands of a young man in black clothes.

"Let him come over." The middle-aged man said.

Feeling that the chain behind him was loosened a little, Liang Gongfu took two steps forward and stood three meters in front of Wulao.

"Excuse me, Master, what is the purpose of this?" Liang Gong was facing Jingxu, the leader of Wudang Sect. Of course, he was the one asking this question.

Jingxu's eyes were wandering, and he did not focus on him, and of course he did not answer him. Instead, Zhong Shi of the Kongtong faction beside him said: "Liang Gong, these people are ten groups of personnel from the relevant departments of the central government, specially for you. Come."

The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously and said: "I am Kuang Lang, the deputy leader of the tenth group. If you don't know, I can tell you that the tenth group is a unit specially set up to punish you martial arts people. All matters big and small in the martial arts It’s all managed by us.”

Noticing that he used the word "sanction" and the other elders' angry reactions when they heard his words, Liang Gong looked at him for the first time.

After looking up and down, he smiled with the same contempt and said: "People who speak martial arts and keep silent. Aren't the Shaolin sect people from martial arts? It seems that you have been poor in kung fu for twenty-five or six years, right?" Marrow Cleansing Sutra No. If you can't pass the three levels, are you just talking?"

Kuang Lang stood up in astonishment and stared at Liang Gong, asking word by word: "How do you know I am the Marrow Cleansing Sutra?"

There are many Shaolin disciples who have practiced the Yi Jin Jing, but very few have practiced the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. And he has indeed been stuck at the second peak for nearly ten years and has been unable to break through. During the five years since he served in the tenth group, No one had ever known his true identity, but now that the young man in front of him had revealed it, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"You have the right to ask me." Liang Gong glanced at him disdainfully, then turned his attention to Tang Zong, the ancestor of the Tang family. Tang Zong met his eyes, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Kuang Lang took a breath and his face returned to normal. He half-smiled and said: "I am not qualified. All martial arts people are under my management. Do you think I am qualified? I ask you now. What happened last night five miles west of Taiji Lake In the woods, were you responsible for the murder that killed thirty-eight people? Where are your accomplices?"

After waiting for a while, when no one from the five elders came forward to explain to him, Liang Gong said calmly: "No, I did meet with them and had a few hands-on discussions with them, and then I left, at least when I left. They are still fine."

He turned his attention to Wu Lao and the others and said: "The heads and elders just went to see the scene in the afternoon. They seemed to have been killed by a group of strictly trained ordinary people armed with military repeating crossbows."

Kuang Lang ignored his argument: "Also, was it you who committed the yacht murder that killed more than twenty people on the mountainous river more than half a month ago?" He pulled out a few documents from his arms and said with a smile. : "Someone sees you chasing a yacht in a small boat. Don't deny it."

Looking at Kuang Lang meaningfully, Liang Gong seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "No, I did chase them, but the boat was not fast enough and failed to catch up. As far as I know, the Shancheng City Government has already reported this case to Kuang Lang." A drug-related case characterized as death due to drug overdose, what does this have to do with me?"

"I'm asking you now, not you asking me." Kuang Lang pushed back abruptly, stood up and turned around and said: "Headmaster Jingxu, I promised you to ask him in front of your faces. Now people I want to take it away."

"Take me away, why? Do you have evidence to prove that I did these two things?" Liang Gong asked in surprise.

Kuang Lang looked at him coldly and said: "You were present at the scene of both cases. With this, I have the authority to take you back for questioning."

"Just because someone appears at the scene, you have to take them back for questioning. Since everyone here lived by Taiji Lake last night, do you also have to take them all back for questioning?"

Someone among the elders behind the Five Elders finally couldn't help but jump out and say something fair. Liang Gong knew who it was as soon as he heard it, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Who?" Kuang Lang suddenly turned around to face them and asked loudly.

"It's me, Qingcheng Liu Taishan." He pushed aside the crowd with his hands and walked to the side of the fifth elder. Who else could it be if it wasn't the short and fat Liu Taishan?

Kuang Lang looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Liu Taishan, Liu Dazui, why have you become like this after ten years of not seeing each other."

Liu Taishan laughed and said, "Can you care what I become?"

He also laughed loudly, Kuang Lang suddenly stopped smiling and said sternly: "Then can you take care of the affairs of my tenth group?" Then he took two steps forward and faced Liu Taishan, who had his chest puffed out and refused to give in, and said: "You Qingcheng people Do you think I don’t know about that bullshit? Do you want to cause trouble for Qingcheng?”

Liu Taishan's expression condensed, and he paused for a while before turning his head and asking the five elders sitting next to him: "Master Jingxu, Zhongzhang sent people, Master Feng, Senior Tang, Senior Hua, fellow comrades, Jianghu It's a matter of course, should we do what we should do, and just watch these people confuse right and wrong and deal with us martial arts people arbitrarily? Is it necessary to continue this martial arts conference? "

This was a very serious statement, but there were obviously not a few people who agreed with his opinion. A few people were eager to give it a try, but they retracted under Kuang Lang's sharp eyes.

Seeing that Wu Lao and the others were silent, Liu Taishan laughed loudly and said: "Where are all the blood of us martial arts people? Damn you." He turned around and walked to the side without saying a word.

Kuang Lang looked at everyone's reactions and smiled with satisfaction. He had never seen anyone who dared to confront the state machine.

He turned around, stared at his subordinates, and said, "Give him a Qi pill, so there won't be any accidents along the way."

"Yes, team leader." A man in black uniform took out a small plastic bottle and opened it, and a smell of traditional Chinese medicine spread instantly.

Head Jingxu's eyes that had been unfocused suddenly became fixed, and his figure disappeared from his seat. Everyone felt dazzled. He had appeared next to the young man in black clothes, and took out his right hand holding the medicine bottle. No matter how hard this young man in black clothes struggled, he didn't move at all.

Kuang Lang was shocked, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, and he immediately shouted: "Jingxu, what are you going to do?"

The leader of Jingxu waved his sleeves: "Pah!" Kuang Lang, who was three meters away, was spinning in circles twice before reluctantly stopping. The left side of his face was already red. Ten young men in black clothes immediately loaded their bullets, and they were divided. Five people came out and pointed their guns at Jingxu and the others.

Kuang Lang stroked his face and stretched his hands in the air, but he did not dare to give the order to shoot.

The leader of Jingxu said with a cold face: "You are not qualified to call Pindao by his Taoist name. It's enough to ask your leaders to come over." Then he grabbed the medicine bottle from the young man in black clothes and turned to the Dan in the crowd. Zhu Rong, the divine doctor of the Medicine Sect, said: "Brother Zhu Dao, please come over and see what kind of medicine this is."

Zhu Rong had already had doubts since the scent of the medicine appeared. At this time, he stepped forward to take the medicine bottle, poured out a black pill, put it to his nose and smelled it carefully, then stretched out his tongue to lick it, and then spit it on the ground. , raised his head and said angrily to Kuang Lang: "What are the Sanqi pills? These are Sangong pills. Once you take them, all the power in your body will be dissipated, and you will be useless."

"Ah! San Gong Wan." There was a loud roar in the big tent.

After taking the San Gong Pill, he immediately became a useless person, worse than ordinary people. For these people who have been martial arts for decades, it can be said that life is worse than death. When they heard that the ten groups actually used this poison to deal with martial arts people, Of course, the crowd was furious and everyone rushed forward.

When Kuang Lang saw something was wrong, he immediately gathered with the monks, young men in black clothes, etc., all pointing their guns at Jingxu and others, and shouted sternly: "Do you warriors want to rebel? This is the tenth group to protect the safety of the members. The means, retreat."

Everyone was afraid of the muzzle of the gun and the power in his hands. Although they were resentful, they did not dare to really charge forward.

Just then a voice sounded faintly:

"You want my life."