Hong Kong Variety Show: My Undercover Career

It's night.

After dinner, Ye Wei was chilling under the tree, and Yi Feng looked at Father Chen, wanting to say nothing.

After being entangled for a while, he still said: "Uncle Chen, if you point me out, you are not afraid that I am a bad person?" Go out and do evil after the force is strong? Father

Chen glanced at Yi Feng and said lightly, "How bad can someone who can practice authentic Wudang Taijigong be?" When I was young, I traveled south and north, and I could still judge how many people I met, whether they were evil or not.

Yi Feng scratched his head: "Uncle Chen, you can see it." Father

Chen nodded and did not speak.

Yi Feng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Father Chen waved his hand and said, "Everyone has their own secrets, and I am not interested in knowing your past."

If you let me know in the future that you killed indiscriminately, I will personally destroy you.

Besides, with the current development of science and technology, no matter how powerful personal force is, how powerful can it be? It's nothing more than getting fit.

Yi Feng nodded when he heard this, it is also a personal courage and martial arts, can it block the gun, and it is not a martial arts novel, but also fly to the sky, true qi protection body.

No matter how strong it is, it is also a mortal fetus in the flesh, as long as it is a person and a gun, can it not be solved?

Yi Feng was also a master before, right? Isn't it that he was almost killed by a shot, that is, he luckily picked up a life.

After that, Yi Feng practiced with the Chen family father and son every day.

Yi Feng's deficiencies, Father Chen will also point out and correct them one by one.

The days passed day by day, and since the Taiji pile was corrected, Yi Feng's body was also recovering rapidly.

Three months later.

Yi Feng also began to practice pile walking with the Chen family father and son, and occasionally practiced against Chen Xiaowu, that is, he always won less and lost more.

According to Yi Feng's estimates, Chen Xiaowu's strength was no worse than that of the prince at Longgutan.

As for Father Chen dealing with Yi Fenglai, there are only two words, second kill!

Of course, this is also related to Yi Feng's lack of complete recovery, otherwise he would have been able to last at least ten moves and eight moves.

Another month later.

Yi Feng's body has recovered seven or eight times, and the fierce fist techniques he has learned can also be used.

What Yi Feng didn't expect was that Father Chen also had a deep knowledge of Bajiquan and Baguazhang, and it was simply not too easy to point Yi Feng out.

The redundant movements that Yi Feng had made in the past were also corrected one by one.

Having the guidance of the master and practicing blindly by yourself alone are really two different feelings.

Yi Feng used to feel very good when he practiced by himself, and according to the system, he also entered the hall.

However, in Father Chen's eyes, there were flaws everywhere, which made Yi Feng very depressed for a while.

In the following time, Yi Feng ignored the matter outside the window and focused on improving his strength.

......

Time passed like a white horse, and it had been a full year since Yi Feng disappeared.

Xiangjiang, Jordan.

The big war half a year ago completely dispelled the ambition of wanting to divide the group of bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods in Jordan.

But in that big battle, the Jordan forces led by Zhu Wanfang also suffered heavy losses.

The control over Jotun is not as strong as before, and it is not at all as clear as when Yi Feng was there, like an iron barrel.

Nearly one-third of the site has been infiltrated by other associations, and all the territory in Tsim Sha Tsui has been lost.

This made Zhu Wanfang's heart full of self-blame, and she thought about how to regain the lost territory every day.

However, after several battles, those who died, those who were seriously injured and those who felt that they could not do it now and left for others.

The entire Jotun men and horses are counted as one, and all of them add up to less than half of their peak.

If it weren't for the rise of Chiya, Python, and Zhuyeqing, the number of people might be even smaller.

When Yi Feng was there, his words were the rules, and no one dared to say anything.

But now there are many young people who do not regard Jordan and Zhu Wanfang, the thirteenth person of Hongxing's thirteenth story, in their eyes.

Its entertainment venues, from time to time, there will be trouble.

Zhu Wanfang has changed a lot, from a soft and weak good girl to a big sister who kills decisively now.

Her debut time is too short, and she does not have the absolute force value like Yi Feng, and her domineering and arrogant style and personal charm simply cannot reach the deterrent power of an underworld queen like Thirteenth Sister.

But it is not all for nothing, at least there are many ancient women who join because of the worship of Zhu Wanfang

, and more importantly, if she does not stand up in time, Yi Feng's efforts will definitely be in vain, instead of basically stabilizing the situation as it is now, so that the entire Jordan basic plate is still there.

It was also she who kept the title of Hong Xing's thirteen episodes from being lost.

......

Jordan, Chinese dance.

As night approached, business gradually became popular.

The more people there are, the less trouble.

Zhou Ji, Yi Feng's disappearance can be said to have a lot to do with him, and it is because of this that when Dongying came to look for trouble three times and twice.

He always rushed to the front, using his life to repay the favor and make up for the guilt in his heart.

But he also knew that by doing so, he was just fooling himself into getting a good night's sleep.

He also thought about paying with his own life, and he also took action, but was discovered by Gongzi and beat him up.

Gongzi's words and his sister's crying woke him up.

Brother Feng went to save you, it is because you are his brother, if he knew that the person he saved was a coward, what would he think, don't let him regret it. And don't let what he does not deserve it.

It is because of this that he desperately protects Yi Feng's things, and in addition to a few big brothers in several big battles, his performance is the most eye-catching.

On the battlefield, the whole person is like a mad demon, who does not care about his own life at all, and whoever wants to be targeted by him has only one way to die.

Because he never dodges, rushes and fights, as long as the enemy has no unnecessary movements, all wounds for life, as long as a knife does not kill him, then it is definitely the enemy who dies.

In the big battle half a year ago, the members of the coalition forces who really fought in Dongying did not dare to approach him, their hands were broken, they kicked, and their feet were broken and they bit their teeth.

No one who kills alone dares to approach him, because no one wants to exchange their lives with a person who has fallen into madness.

Of course, in the end, if Ah Nai hadn't saved his life, he might have really died half a year ago.

With Zhou Ji's record, he could have been qualified for a small leader long ago, but he refused.

After settling his sister, Zhou Ji stayed in Huawu every day, and if anyone dared to make trouble here, the troublemaker would definitely become a cement pillar.

Because his killing and perverted methods have also successfully given him the nickname - Breaking the Army!

"Ugh!"

A scream rang out from the dance floor, followed by a slap.

Then there was a riot on the dance floor, and Zhou Ji opened his blood-red eyes, with white hair, which was not dyed by him, but the self-blame and guilt in his heart made him white all night.

Zhou Ji walked out from the corner and walked straight to the dance floor, and the people who saw him on the road all quickly dodged and made way for him, and no one wanted to let him gaze.