Martial arts god level time travel system

Ji Qiumei watched Xiao Baiye knock down more than 20 black-clothed people from beginning to end, and his eyes almost popped out.

The next moment, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag, and said with great regret: "I'm really stupid! Why didn't I take a picture just now? If I had filmed the scene just now and sent it to Ye Zi, that woman would definitely regret it to death now." "

Just do it, Ji Qiumei turned on the video shooting function with his mobile phone in one hand, and then quickly followed Xiao Baiye like a little follower.

"Brother Ye'er, you're too violent, aren't you? Could it be that you are really the young patriarch of the Hidden Family? Where did you learn this martial art? How is it more enjoyable than it is on TV? Can you teach me?" Ji Qiumei followed closely behind Xiao Baiye and asked one after another.

It's just that Xiao Baiye at this time set his eyes on the end of the corridor in the hall on the second floor, an old man in his sixties dressed in white.

Beside the old man, there were two rows of people in black neatly arranged.

Looking at this posture, even if Xiao Baiye doesn't guess, he can know that the old man in white is probably the legendary Wen Jielong.

"Wait here, I'll get rid of these guys first. Raising his hand, Xiao Baiye stepped forward.

"Wait a minute! The number of people on the other side combined, I'm afraid it's hundreds of people. Ji Qiumei grabbed Xiao Baiye nervously, frowning and worried.

Xiao Baiye rolled his eyes speechlessly, and pointed at the gang of people: "Dozens of people can be seen by you hundreds, are you taught math by a physical education teacher?"

With Xiao Baiye's visual ability, he could naturally tell at a glance that the number of the other party was in the eighties.

"I just feel like there are a lot of people! And you see all of them, all of them are vicious. Look at the one in front of him, he still has a knife in his hand. Ji Qiumei fussed one after another.

Xiao Baiye is ashamed of it! The underworld doesn't use knives, so does it still use sticks/lollipops to cut people?

"Then do you think that we have injured so many people, and the other party will let us leave as if nothing happened?" Xiao Baiye turned his head and asked, with a serious face.

"Seemingly... No!" Ji Qiu smiled, didn't say anything, and honestly stepped aside.

In the distance, the old man in white at the end of the corridor waved his hand and ordered the word 'up'. Suddenly, more than eighty black-clothed people rushed forward in unison.

These eighty men in black have obviously experienced the training of group fights, and they all have routines when they rush up, although there are many people, they are not cluttered at all.

However......

It doesn't work.

I saw that Xiao Baiye made a move, carrying a gust of wind in his palm, and in an instant, four guys were knocked away and hit the wall.

"Bang!"

"Bang!" After a few dull sounds, the four of them rolled down weakly, losing the strength to fight back.

At this moment, one of the men in black seized the opportunity and slashed at Xiao Baiye's left shoulder with a steel knife in his hand.

But then, I saw that Xiao Baiye's body was covered with a circle of internal force true qi, and he directly shook the steel knife back.

Such a scene, others couldn't see it really, but Wen Jielong in the distance saw it.

For a moment, a trace of shock flashed in Wen Jielong's eyes, and his brows also wrinkled subconsciously.

No one knows, in fact, in Wen Jielong's early years, he was taught by a master of the rivers and lakes. It was with some fist and foot kung fu taught by that master that Wen Jielong was able to make a name for himself in the underworld.

But since then, Wen Jielong wants to find the master again, but there has been no news for thirty years.

Limited by the superficiality of the martial arts he learned at the beginning, over the years, although Wen Jielong's fist and foot kung fu is still passable, it is difficult to make progress.

Now seeing the martial arts background shown by Xiao Baiye, for a while, Wen Jielong couldn't help but be very jealous.

Just when Wen Jielong was surprised, Xiao Baiye had already knocked down more than 30 people.

These thirty or so people, without exception, were all defeated by Xiao Baiye's move.

"-Bang!-Bang!—Bang!—Bang!" Xiao Baiye walked towards Wen Jielong step by step, and the black-clothed men who blocked him along the way were all knocked to the ground.

In the face of the fists, kicks, and slashes of these black-clothed people, Xiao Baiye didn't even need to dodge much. You must know that more than 90 years of internal strength is not in vain.

These ordinary people who have no internal strength to cultivate, if they want to hurt Xiao Baiye with a blade, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Seeing that the people under his hands were constantly knocked down by Xiao Baiye, and now half of them had fallen to the ground, Wen Jielong couldn't stand it after all, and stopped loudly: "Stop it for me!" This gentleman, please also give Wen someone a face, if you have any opinions, we can sit down and talk slowly. "

Wen Jielong's voice fell, and more than forty black-clothed people in front of Xiao Baiye stopped their movements at the same time, and turned to look at him vigilantly.

Xiao Baiye has no obsession with defeating these eighty people, and since the other party has softened, he naturally has no need to fight again.

With a light snort, Xiao Baiye twisted his neck, looked at Wen Xie Long and said, "I will give you face, so who will give me face? There are only a few words to explain, and after the explanation, he will naturally leave. "

"Mr. Xiao, please speak. Wen Jielong simply did not hide it, and broke Xiao Baiye's surname in one word, saying that he knew Xiao Baiye.

Xiao Baiye looked at Wen Jielong fixedly, stretched out a finger and said, "First point, today, Mr. Wen sent a few junior brothers to find trouble with me, I didn't wronged you for this, right?"

"It's not wronged! This matter is indeed something that Wen has done recklessly, and it is not enough to compensate Brother Xiao here. Wen Jielong smiled and hugged his fist at Xiao Baiye.

The many black-clothed people beside Wen Xie Long looked stunned one by one. The famous Master Wen would actually apologize to a young man in a low voice. If this news spreads, the underground forces of the entire SH City are afraid that they will be shaken three times, right?

"The second point, with my strength, if I want to take a person's life, Mr. Wen, you can't stop it!

"Brother Xiao's kung fu really opened my eyes and admired the old man. If you are determined to take someone Wen's life, someone Wen can hide from the first day of junior high school and can't hide from the fifteenth. Taking a deep breath, Wen Jielong said calmly again.

"The third point, even if it is a gangster, what is important about doing business is nothing more than the word 'integrity'..."