Martial Saint!

At 6pm.

At a certain bank, Lu Chenzhou deposited 100,000 yuan into his card. He looked at the "huge sum" and his heart was not as calm as it seemed. If the previous 50,000 Qianlong scholarship was not counted, this was the first pot of gold in his life.

He originally wanted to give the old couple 30,000 yuan, but Lu Guoping and Li Xianghua refused to give it, saying that the 50,000 yuan he gave last time could be used for a long time.

But it was true. Lu Chenzhou did not spend a penny on martial arts training at home, and there was no big expenditure at home. As for changing houses, no one mentioned it. There was still half a year before the Longcheng Wuhan University branch moved in. The value of the Suzhong District soared, second only to the ancient city where Pingjiang Wuhan University was located and the most prosperous high-tech park in Suzhou.

The rain suddenly became heavy and poured down, and the pedestrians on the road gradually decreased. Lu Chenzhou was not short of money now. He called an online car-hailing service, but no one took the order after waiting for a long time.

As for the driverless car, he was afraid to sit in it because of the lesson of Du Men.

"Forget it, let's take the subway, it's safer."

Weak and insignificant creatures are afraid of popularity, the more people there are, the safer it is. As a densely populated area, the subway station has a lot of police force deployed by the authorities. It is said that every station entrance in Sucheng will be guaranteed to have a strong man of the upper third stage on duty.

Some important stations even have martial artists stationed.

Drenched in the pouring rain, Lu Chenzhou rushed towards the subway station.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Suddenly, it seemed that a low sound was tearing through the dense rain and sounded in Lu Chenzhou's ears. His face changed, and it felt like... gunshots.

Then there was a shrill siren that cut through the sky, and a black car ran through the red light and split the water on the ground, speeding over, with the police chasing closely behind. The black car's tires were broken, and it staggered from side to side, and plunged into the bridge pier not far away.

Three uniformed figures got out of the police car neatly. One stood behind the car door with a gun aimed at the black car, and the other two seemed to be warriors, wearing special bulletproof vests and surrounded the black car on both sides.

The police officer behind the car door shouted:

"Try to keep them alive and see if we can dig out clues about the cult."

The two policemen who rushed over were masters of the dark force realm who had been trained in fighting with the criminals again and again. They also held guns and aimed at the black car.

"Get out of the car!"

"Not in the car!"

The two kicked open the car door, and it was empty. The front window of the car was broken open with a big hole. It is likely that the man had smashed the window and jumped down when he hit the bridge pier.

Sure enough.

In the river under the bridge, there was a figure running wildly in the reeds in the rain. He was wearing a white shirt and trousers, and a tie. He looked no different from an ordinary office worker, but his blood and qi were much higher than ordinary people. He was a third-stage bright force realm warrior.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He had no way to avoid the continuous shooting.

Ding, ding, ding!

One of the three shots missed, and the dirt and rocks splashed. Two shots hit his right leg, and sparks flew. The broken trouser hole shone with a metallic luster. The bullet was embedded in the metal sheet, and there was a sizzling electric current. It was obviously not a flesh and blood leg.

The man took cover from the big willow tree next to him and ran away quickly.

One of the police officers who shot cursed:

"Fuck, this guy actually has a prosthesis?!"

"Cover me, I'll chase him."

"Be careful, I just saw a passerby in front of me. He might have jumped off the bridge because he was worried about being accidentally injured... Be careful that criminals use him as a hostage."

A police officer used his body skills to get off the bridge and quickly chased after him.

The Daxia Martial Arts Association compiled a series of simple and easy-to-use military fighting martial arts, which the police officers have learned more or less to facilitate the pursuit of criminals.

The police officers on the bridge looked solemn.

The man in the white shirt who escaped was the accomplice of the fourth-level black warrior murderer in the case of the martial arts school student murder last night. The black warrior has been shot dead.

"I hope that passerby is okay."

...

By the river.

The weeds were blown away, revealing Lu Chenzhou's figure.

"It's an unexpected disaster, luckily I reacted quickly."

He subconsciously jumped off the bridge after hearing the gunshots, hiding underneath to avoid being accidentally injured. While martial arts brings benefits, it also makes the crime rate in every city high. Not to mention the three evils of evil disasters, virtual disasters, and black disasters, many citizens are accustomed to it. He took a run-up and stepped onto the high wall to leave.

Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound in the reeds.

Lu Chenzhou turned around, his face alert, his body tense like a spring.

The man in the shirt suddenly appeared, he looked at Lu Chenzhou coldly, his prosthesis was damaged, it was impossible for him to run normally, he instinctively wanted to hold the hostage in front of him.

He held the tiger claw in his right hand and grabbed Lu Chenzhou.

"Black Tiger Fist?"

Coincidentally, this man also used the Black Tiger Fist.

But in front of Lu Chenzhou, he was like Guan Gong showing off his sword. He spread his right hand outward and grabbed his chest with his left hand. The man was quite skilled. After dodging, he sent a Black Tiger Tail Sweep towards Lu Chenzhou with a harsh metal friction and electric sound.

Lu Chenzhou clenched his fists and overlapped them, with his palms facing inward to block.

Bang!

He thought he could easily block it, but a huge force made him fly backwards uncontrollably, and blood marks appeared on his strong arms, which turned purple and blue in an instant.

He rolled over with the "Black Tiger Flip" to relieve the force and stood up. The man raised his right leg and fell down, stomped on the ground, and flew towards Lu Chenzhou again.

Only then did Lu Chenzhou see the electric sparks and silver-white metal pieces under his trouser legs. Lu Guoping worked in a prosthetic parts production factory, and he knew that this was a prosthetic.

This was a warrior with a prosthetic installed.

If you don’t have good martial arts, you can make up for it with technology.

Bang!

The iron foot hit the ground, and the earth and rocks flew.

Lu Chenzhou suffered a loss and learned a lesson.

You must not fight his legs head-on.

The Black Tiger Fist is a short-range punch.

In the six-foot space, Lu Chenzhou dodged several kicks and quickly returned to his own attack rhythm. After dodging the whip kick of the prosthetic body again, he found the right time to do a "Black Tiger Entering the Hole" and bent down to pass through the man's swinging fist, then folded behind him and hugged him with both hands.

Thirty-three Styles: Black Tiger Throwing Buffalo!

Lu Chenzhou transformed into a Bengal tiger preying on buffalo, his bones and organs trembled, and the dark power gathered in his body burst out completely, and violently threw the enemy backwards!

The man's arms were hugged by Lu Chenzhou, and he couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. Then he was pressed to the ground by Lu Chenzhou like a head-down onion. He even heard the sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking, and felt a little bad in his heart. Would he be beaten to death by himself?

He just wanted to defend himself.

He let go of his hand, and the man was now spitting blood. The broken cervical vertebrae flew under the huge force and pierced his neck. Before his eyes became blurred, he wanted to reach out to grab Lu Chenzhou, but he finally fell down powerlessly and died completely.

Lu Chenzhou exhaled and stood still.

"I just want to leave, why did you attack me..."

He asked the dead man in front of him.

He was just a high school student passing by.

At the critical moment of life and death, he must burst out the Black Tiger Fist to protect himself. From the time he was attacked to the death of this person, everything happened in a very short time.

I don’t know if it’s because the Tiger Fist made him immersed in the momentum of the fierce tiger. Although he had killed someone, Lu Chenzhou was abnormally not panicking at this moment.

He remembered what the Flying Tiger said.

"Tiger Fist is a killing fist!"

The running police officer stopped, he panted slightly, looked at the expressionless boy in short-sleeved sweatpants, and then looked at the body on the ground.

The boy killed someone, but he was terribly calm. It was like a fierce tiger that had just hunted successfully. His eyes met with his, which made him, a master of dark energy, uncomfortable.

The police officer confirmed that the criminal was dead and put down his gun.

"Little brother, have you killed someone before?"

The boy shook his head.

The police officer said:

"Relax, it's just a legitimate defense and accidentally killed a cult member. It's nothing. You wait here, my colleague will be here soon."

Lu Chenzhou put away the broken gloves and folded them into his pocket.

He stood there against the wall, looking at the man's broken neck, blood gushing out, washed away by the torrential rain, and the bloody water flowed into the flooded river below... I hope this matter will end soon and don't affect his boxing practice.

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