I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

Under Xiaomeng's secret obstruction, a week passed like this, and the Patriarch of the Han family and Han Qi still failed to reach the magic capital.

On the highway under the darkness of night, two figures sat behind a truck bound for Shanghai.

What is surprising is that an old man with white hair and youthful face, dressed in ancient costumes, sat cross-legged on the bumpy truck, but his body was as stable as a pine tree, motionless.

Han Qi leaned against the wall of the car and sat opposite, gnawing on a steamed bun with a bottle of mineral water, and couldn't help showing a bitter smile on his face.

I remember last time, he and the seriously injured fourth grandfather also escaped in such a similar car.

If it wasn't for the Patriarch's personal request, he would really not want to provoke Su Chen again, he was really scared.

"Xiao Qi, what are you worried about?"

The head of the Han family, Han Wenzheng, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes and asked Han Qi with a faint smile on his face.

Han Qi froze for a moment, then shook his head and remained silent.

"Do you think that kid is stronger than me?" Han Wen said seriously.

Han Qi raised his eyes to look at the old man in the family whom he feared the most, and said, "Grandpa, now that you have become a master, no matter how strong Su Chen is, naturally he cannot be your opponent."

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and continued: "But I don't know what's going on, I just feel inexplicably flustered, you don't know, he... is really wicked."

"How do you say it?" Han Wen looked suspicious.

"For example, on our trip, the train tickets and plane tickets we booked were all wrong. If it wasn't for running fast, I would almost be regarded as a suspicious person. I always find it strange." Han Qi frowned, and said his own Questions I've been thinking about.

"Don't you suspect that this has something to do with him? Then how did he do it?"

Han Wenzheng has been living like the ancients, and has been in seclusion for many years, and has no understanding of things like computer networks.

"I don't know, but I feel that someone is organizing us. Don't say that it is rare to make a mistake once, and make mistakes several times in a row. I have experienced a lot in WTO. This is simply impossible." Han Qichen soundtrack.

"No problem."

Han Wenzheng smiled and said, "Even if he did it, we will still reach it after all. In the end, we will see the truth."

"The first time I met him, I was easily defeated by him with one punch. Later, at the Jinling Martial Arts Exchange Conference, I was unwilling to be reconciled and was severely injured by his punch again. The second uncle stood up for me and was punched to death by him. Later, the fourth grandfather and the others Take me to revenge, lose again, and almost die in his hands."

As he spoke, Han Qi clenched his hands subconsciously, the steamed buns in his hands were deformed, and he said bitterly: "Grandpa, to tell you the truth, I am really afraid of him, his strength is obviously in the Getting stronger again and again, and too fast, as if there is no limit at all, he is obviously younger than me, and he is obviously a worldly person, and his family members are ordinary people."

"Hearing what you said, I'm even more curious about this person. Where did he pass on his abilities?" Han Wenzheng nodded slightly, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

In fact, the reason why he made such a trip in person to seek justice is one thing, and the more important reason is that he was shocked after hearing about this incident, and was very curious about such a young master in the secular world, wondering if he could Get something from him, help him make great strides forward, and truly become a master of the generation.

That's right, the members of the Han family thought that he had successfully broken through when they saw that his strength had risen sharply, but he hadn't actually stepped into the realm of a true master.

This point, only he himself knows.

If I really want to describe it, I was trapped at the peak of internal energy for many years before, but now I have opened the door, and I can be regarded as a half-step master, only missing the final step.

But this kick is very critical and extremely difficult, and it is useless to continue to retreat, it is best to find some opportunities.

In order to stabilize the gloomy atmosphere of the family because of the successive deaths of two masters, and could not bear to hit those ecstatic clan members, Han Wenzheng did not tell the truth.

"Grandpa, if there is really an expert behind him, you are not afraid..."

Han Qi hesitated to speak, his face was solemn.

"Little Qi, you have to know that if we martial arts practitioners want to achieve something, apart from our own hard work, sometimes we also need to dare to fight, and we must fight."

Han Wen is gently stroking his gray beard, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Our Han family has been passed down for hundreds of years. Although we have been practicing in seclusion and aloof from the world, it does not mean that we have to be afraid of anyone. If someone really shows up, Then what's the harm in fighting the old man to the death?"

His tone became a bit more serious: "Could it be that two people died in our Han family one after another, and your fourth grandfather is still lying on the hospital bed, so forget about it? Then what's the face of our Han family?"

"Grandpa, I..."

Han Qi bowed his head in remorse.

Han Wenzheng didn't wait for him to finish, and directly interrupted his words, saying earnestly: "Xiao Qi, you are a very talented young generation of the Han family, but you have to be clear, our Han family is based on martial arts. , if you lose your heart for martial arts, then the family will not continue to waste resources on you."

Han Qi trembled when he heard the words, lowered his head, and said after a while, "Grandpa, I was wrong."

Han Wenzheng nodded lightly: "Take a break, you should be able to reach the magic capital at dawn."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Han Qi responded, then used the package he was carrying as a pillow, and fell asleep on his side.

Han Wenzheng also closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

………………

"Xiaomeng, there is no news of the two Han family members these days?"

In the morning, both Lin Yumeng and her younger sister Su Mo went to school, and Su Chen walked into the practice room with her mobile phone.

"Father, no, their information has not appeared on the Internet again, we have to be careful." Xiaomeng reminded.

"What about Momen? Did you find anything?" Su Chen asked again.

"have."

Xiaomeng's voice suddenly became agitated: "Father, I found out last night that there was a murder case in the imperial capital two years ago. More than ten people died, including the bodyguards. All of them had their necks broken with bare hands. , the murderer should be a martial artist, at that time someone suspected to be Momen appeared and took the murderer away, and the roadside surveillance happened to capture it."

"Oh? Show me quickly." Su Chen said hastily.

"OK."

Xiaomeng responded, and with a wave of her little hand, a somewhat blurry video image began to play on the screen.

In the image, several figures quickly passed by. Su Chen had excellent eyesight, and saw one of the tall figures, twisting a comatose man in his hand.

"Have you found any information about these people?" Su Chen rubbed his chin and asked.

"Yes, it's interesting. This person's name is Shen Tujin, and his ostensible identity is actually a pork dealer."

On the phone screen, Xiaomeng tapped the tall figure's forehead with a smile.