Reborn: Super God of War

The messy room is generally divided into three parts: a seating area composed of several sofas and a TV, an exercise area full of fist prints and broken sandbags, and a game area filled with game equipment.

The bearded bald man obviously has a bad temper. The surface of his iron fist seems to have been polished, and the slightly exposed bone makes his hands itchy from time to time, which must be solved by punching. The pitted marks on the wall must have been made by him.

There is an inconspicuous desk placed in a small corner of the room, but there are no punch marks or clutter around it. Apparently the old master brewer deliberately avoided his brother's spiritual canteen.

Zhou Guohong said with a smile, "Brother, you are fine, you are still in good spirits."

"I don't like talking to scholars." The old Jiu Xiang glanced at him, then looked at Lin Jie lightly, "Young man, you are doing well in physical exercise."

Lin Jie clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for the compliment, senior."

"Senior? Hahahahaha!" The old wine master laughed, "It's interesting. Okay, old man, you guys go talk and I'll go hang out on the balcony."

Lao Qing was anxious, "Don't box there. Last time I accidentally killed my neighbor's poodle, and they haven't settled the score with you yet..."

"What a shame!" shouted the old wine master.

"My brother is impatient... I'll make you a cup of tea." Lao Qing spread his hands and stood up with his thin body. Only then did Lin Jie realize that his arms actually hung down to his knees, like a gorilla!

Lin Jie sipped the tea in his mouth and said, "Teacher, which university do you teach at?"

"Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences." Lao Qing said.

Lin Jie was shocked. Isn't this where he went to college? "Then please take care of me, teacher. That's where I hung out in college."

"Haha, easy to say." Lao Qing went straight to the point. He said seriously, "This house. I am willing to sell it. The problem is my brother...he..."

Lin Jie smiled. "I can see that he has a very stubborn temper. He used to be a soldier? No, to be precise, a special forces soldier?"

Zhou Guohong hurriedly smoothed things over, "Xiaojie, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

Special Forces! Anyone who speaks these three words will pay solemn tribute. The so-called special forces have long been a strategic weapon! From birth, special forces are in special training camps. After undergoing devil training since childhood, less than 1% can survive to the age of 20! They are like the "Avengers" in previous science fiction movies, suppressing and handling all special events.

Special forces are destined to die for their mission from the moment they are born! Even in China, a country famous for its democracy, the control of special forces is still unkind. You can quit, but there is only one result - death!

Lao Qing took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "Xiaojie. Sometimes trouble comes from the mouth, so remember."

Lin Jie smiled awkwardly and said, "Yes, yes. I just admire the special forces too much."

Don't expect Lin Jie to be able to fight several gangsters. The physique is quite good. In the hands of this group of people, I am afraid that one finger can pierce the head - there is no exaggeration in this statement.

"Bang——"

The sound of breaking glass came from the balcony!

Before Zhou Guohong could react, Lin Jie rushed out.

balcony. The old wine master was sitting in a wheelchair when a tiger mastiff broke through the glass and flew in! The Tiger Mastiff is a very large dog. It can fight as well as a tiger. At this time, a tiger mastiff opened its bloody mouth. Two fangs poked towards the old Brewmaster's head! The bloody mouth the size of a basketball can easily tear off his head!

The moment Lao Qing arrived, he tore off his clothes, revealing his skinny and slender arms, and his nails were as long as sharp knives... This scene shocked Zhou Guohong!

"Boom——"

Lin Jie jumped out.

One leg hit the tiger mastiff's lower abdomen. The 300-pound tiger mastiff's body actually flew up and flew out of the balcony. With a heavy landing sound, the valuable tiger mastiff fell to a pulp on the ground. !

"Huh...huh..." Lin Jie, who had exerted too much force, knelt on the ground and kicked his right leg with such force that he almost broke his tendons!

Lao Qingqing slowly closed his nails, put on his suit, hurriedly ran to the old Jiuxian, and said anxiously, "Brother, are you okay? How did this tiger mastiff get here?"

The old brewmaster shook his head, "It's okay. This beast is probably hungry."

"It can't be them..."

"No." The old Jiuxian interrupted, glanced at Lin Jie who was half-kneeling on the ground and Zhou Guohong who was standing behind him, and made sure they couldn't hear the sound. He whispered, "The family whose poodle was beaten to death last time didn't stop. If I had a tiger mastiff guarding me, I figured I could kill him with one punch, so I gave it a try..."

The corner of Lao Qing's mouth twitched, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Why are you beating other people's dogs when you have nothing to do? If you really want to see blood, I will buy you a chicken. If you kill me, at least you can still cook!

"Ahem, Zhou Hongguo!" the old wine master shouted hurriedly.

"My name is Zhou Guohong." Zhou Guohong corrected.

"It's all the same, you two go out and talk." The old wine master chuckled, "Boy, you stay here, and the two of us can also communicate."

Lao Qing glared, "No!"

"Am I not trustworthy in doing things? Do I need your permission?"

"When have you ever been reliable in doing things? If it weren't for me, you would have burped with such a bad temper!"

"Damn it, your wings are hard, are you? Give me another word?"

"Huh!" Lao Qing turned around and said, "Teacher Zhou, let's talk about the price. I'm selling this house."

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"Boy, stop kneeling. I just kicked a tiger mastiff to death." The old Jiuxian said with a smile, "With such a body at this age, it can barely be regarded as above average. However, in this stable society, You can only train to the level of armed police at most. Are you interested in moving in a higher direction?"

Lin Jie's eyes lit up, "You are..."

"Yes, I am a special soldier!" The old Jiuxian proudly puffed out his chest and sat in a wheelchair. His momentum was still like a sword unsheathed! "Have you seen my fists?"

An iron fist half wider than a normal person! The steel-like bones between the fingers - no one doubts how hard these fists are!

"I call it Bone Fist. Of course, it may look a little weaker now." The old Brewmaster smiled. "When I was young, my fist only had bones, but now it has grown these useless flesh."

Lin Jie was shocked. The whole fist is made of bone? If the bones were strong enough, wouldn't it be a real iron fist?

The reason why people want to exercise is firstly for strength and secondly to numb their nerves. As we all know, the human body is filled with nerve rays that convey pain to the brain. If there was no pain, people would have nothing to fear!

Lin Jie smiled and said, "I'm afraid I can't practice to that level?"

"That's natural. There is no special training venue, so naturally you can't train to that level." He smiled, "It's just a small success!"

"Senior...why do you want to teach me?" Lin Jie asked the last question.

"Because I need someone to practice with me, otherwise my hands will be useless within 2 months." There was a sense of vicissitudes in the voice of the old Jiuxian, "Since it is an iron bone, it needs to be polished every day. Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current. , If you don’t advance, you will retreat! I need a training partner, I think you are a good boy!”

Lin Jie remained silent.

Even a fool can tell that this reason is false.

But... special forces! The training methods inside are all state secrets. If there really are these iron fists, even if the car accident in the previous life reappears, one punch can resolve the crisis?

Lin Jie knelt down heavily and kowtowed to the old wine master!

Apprenticeship!

"Huo, in what age do we still have apprenticeship ceremonies?" The old wine master laughed and opened his clothes. There was a bandage wrapped around his stomach. He took the dagger hidden next to the wheelchair and stabbed it towards the bandage.

Even for ordinary people, such a simple action would still make the old wine master sweat profusely! After a long time, the bandage was finally cut, and a small medical bag wrapped in yellow cloth was taken out.

"Boy, starting from today, I can pass on your mantle. Study hard." The old wine master stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Jie's palm.

"Ah!!! Well..."

Lin Jie's hand bones were held by the old wine master and bent back, all ten bones were broken! The severe pain made Lin Jie almost bite off his tongue, but there was a big ball of rag in his mouth! The old wine master opened the medicine bag, and a dark golden viscous solid-liquid mixture was applied to Lin Jie's hand.

Beads of sweat fell to the ground drop by drop. If Lin Jie could endure the pain at the beginning as a human being, the torture when the medicine was applied was like being eaten by millions of ants, which was completely beyond the limit of human endurance!

"Ugh——!!" Lin Jie let out a painful roar, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, his body was trembling, but his consciousness was still clear, bearing this terrible pain!

The old wine master glanced at Lin Jie in surprise, with an appreciative smile on his lips.

The pain lasted for half an hour. During this half hour, every minute and every second, the pain deepened hundreds of times! Lin Jie wished he could faint, but his brain was frantically resisting the body's sense of self-protection.

Finally... Lin Jie's eyes went dark and he fell unconscious. (To be continued...)