The young man who was hit by Wang Cheng's punch recovered his blood and had the strength to stand up from the ground. He walked over with a little embarrassed expression. He stood behind without saying anything, and did not dare to look at Wang Cheng. ≤,

Han Shifei said, "It's good if it's OK. I'll say that Wang Cheng's medical skills are absolutely fine. As long as he has a breath, he will have a way to cure it."

Yu Jun agreed with this. His heart veins were almost broken, and he relied on the secret method of Indian Brahmin to survive for many years. After being treated by Wang Cheng, he also had some obvious effects, and his heart veins became stronger.

Huang Delin is similar to his situation, but it is much lighter and will not affect life and health. It only affects the explosion of internal aura and limits the growth of strength.

Both of them gradually improved under Wang Cheng's treatment. Huang Delin, who was less injured, should be cured after two more treatments.

Wang Cheng was almost in line with his martial arts in his understanding of the human body and his understanding of medical skills.

Once he makes a breakthrough in martial arts, he will also make progress in medical skills.

In Wang Cheng, these two can be said to be one.

Huo Zhengrong finally smiled relaxedly and said, "Yingzi, if you have a few things, I will never dare to go to your house again."

Wen Ying looked at Huo Zhengrong, smiled relaxedly, and said, "Uncle Rong, this is my skills are not as good as others, it has nothing to do with you."

"That's right, but I brought you here. If something happens to you, it would be strange if your father doesn't fight me. By the way, I'll introduce you to you. This is Captain Han Shifei Han. He will officially resign from the Hong Kong Island Police Station next month. Join us and become my deputy and your boss. From now on, everyone will be a team, a family, and they all know each other."

Huo Zhengrong introduced Han Shifei to several others.

Wen Ying and Han Shifei shook hands and introduced themselves seriously: "Wen Ying, Chinese German."

The middle-aged man also came up to shake hands with Han Shifei. He seemed to be a little unhappy when he heard that his superior was a little unhappy, and said in a low voice: "Luo Wanhu. Singaporean!"

The young woman was more active: "Hello Captain Han, I have heard of your name a long time ago. My name is Chen Feifei. Captain Han just needs to call me Feifei. I will give you more advice in the future."

The young man who had just recovered his internal breath after being punched by Wang Cheng came up and said restrainedly: "Hello Captain Han, my name is Cai Cheng, just call me Xiaocai."

He didn't dare to look in Wang Cheng's direction.

Wang Cheng sat down and drank a cup of tea that Zhang Shaoyun poured, glanced around the room, relaxed his spirit a little, and then glanced at Huo Zhengrong and others. He judged the level of cultivation of these people through his internal aura.

In terms of simple internal aura, Wen Ying and Huo Zhengrong are almost the same. This is the advantage of Wen Ying's practice of boxing and martial arts. However, if the two fight, Huo Zhengrong can definitely defeat Wen Ying, so Huo Zhengrong is the first-ranked master among the few people, and he is also the leader. The second should be Wen Ying.

Her strength should be higher than Han Shifei.

Then there was the middle-aged man named Luo Wanhu. Judging from his breath, he must be a master of national martial arts at the level of elixir.

In the end, Chen Feifei and Cai Cheng were similar. Judging from their steps, they were also a routine for practicing Chinese martial arts. They should be warriors who transformed their strength. Among ordinary warriors, they are also young elite masters. However, here, in front of Wang Cheng, Wen Ying and Huo Youwen, the two of them had no qualifications to speak at all.

Han Shifei greeted everyone, gave Huo Zhengrong a wink, and said loudly: "Everyone, Wang Cheng is tired from flying over today. We will ask him to have a good rest. Tomorrow he will treat two important patients. Let's go back first, Wen Ying needs rest as soon as she recovers."

Huo Zhengrong immediately clasped his fists to Wang Cheng and said, "That's right. Wang Cheng, thank you again for helping you, so let's say goodbye first."

Wen Ying said with a little respect: "Wang Cheng, I respect your rules, so I won't say much about thank you. I will give you the medical fee as much as possible."

Wang Cheng sat on the chair and did not get up. He nodded and said, "Yes, you can go slowly."

Han Shifei, Yu Jun, and Huo Youwen also bowed their fists and said goodbye.

The group all left Wang Cheng's room.

Huo Zhengrong and Han Shifei must have something to discuss, and it should be about the Interpol mission this time.

Wang Cheng watched the few people leave, and Wen Ying turned around and looked at Wang Cheng deeply.

She could also clearly see that Wang Cheng's internal cultivation was terrifying, and he was still above her, and he had completely understood Pure Yang, and Pure Yang had already shone with the qi and blood in his body.

In this case, the explosive power of pure yang qi and blood is one level higher than that of ordinary warriors.

After everyone left, Wang Cheng also said to Zhang Shaoyun: "Shaoyun, you should go back and rest too. Remember to practice breathing more when sleeping."

Zhang Shaoyun agreed, "I understand, master, then I'll go back and rest first."

Wang Cheng nodded again and signaled that he could leave.

When Zhang Shaoyun also left, Wang Cheng made sure that the door was closed. His eyes turned and he looked at the corner where only he could see at his own angle, where a figure stood quietly.

He was dressed in black, standing quietly, bewitching the whole country!

He saw it since he entered the room for the second time, so he deliberately sat here and blocked everyone else from another angle, and only he could see that figure.

It’s the East Star Moon!

Facing Wang Cheng's gaze, Dong Xingyue slowly walked out of the corner, and the cold expression on her face gradually melted. When she walked to Wang Cheng, there was a smile of satisfaction on her face, as if she had done everything she had done was just to wait for this moment. She sighed, stared at Wang Cheng and said softly: "I will know when you get off the plane."

Wang Cheng asked worriedly: "Does Iga Changsheng doubt you?"

Dong Xingyue shook her head and said affirmatively: "No one doubts me, no one believes that I killed my senior brother. They all thought it was you who killed me. My master may go to Wusheng Mountain specifically next time. You and your master should be careful."

Now that things have come, Dong Xingyue has treated this matter normally, after all, people are dead.

She continued: "This time we come to Hong Kong Island to have an important competition. I will show up with a master of swordsmanship on behalf of Japan's Iga Dojo."

A trace of light flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes. He did not take Iga Changsheng to heart. Now the strength of his master Taoist Changhe is different from the past. He would never be at a disadvantage when facing Iga Changsheng's sword. However, he was curious about the master of swordsman in Nanyang and immediately asked, "Who is it?"

"The successor of Li's family, Li Haisheng!"

Dong Xingyue said in a serious tone.

Wang Cheng's expression also became solemn.

Because he had also heard of Li Haisheng's name, which ranks second among the top ten young masters in Nanyang. He is a master of swordsmanship and a genius swordsman second only to a young master in the Hongmen. It is said that a fast sword is unstoppable. If the young master of Hongmen does not bring a full set, he would not dare to fight him.

And this Li family is not the Li family of Xingyiquan, but a descendant of Li Jinglin, the world's number one sword in the Republic of China period.

King Zhang, Li and Zhao are both big surnames that can be seen everywhere, so it is not surprising that among these surnames, there are big families with the same surname and different clans.

Wang Cheng asked worriedly: "Are you sure?"

Dong Xingyue stared at Wang Cheng's expression and eyes carefully and asked, "Do you care about me?"

Wang Cheng nodded affirmatively and said nothing.

Dong Xingyue smiled happily. She saw it, so she believed it. In an instant, it seemed that the whole room became cheerful and said with a smile: "That's enough, my motivation is on you. Originally, this duel was for Hiratsuki to come. She represented the Hattori family and the era of Hattori Kenyu. Unfortunately, she is now missing and adopted by you. No one in the entire Japanese martial arts world knows. So, my master Iga was born and recommended me to come forward to represent the successor of the Japanese martial arts world and the Nanyang Li family sword technique!"

"I also practiced the secret method of internal cultivation that you passed on to me last time, and it is very effective. The secret method of internal cultivation in China is indeed above my Japanese martial arts!"

After practicing, Dong Xingyue realized the quality of it. The secret techniques of the Iga family can only be said to be average.

At this time, Wang Cheng took a deep breath, and suddenly his body ejected from the chair, and his palm instantly turned into a huge fist, rushing towards the East Star Moon.

Dong Xingyue's face was still calm, her breath had not changed at all, and she still looked very relaxed. She looked at Wang Cheng with a calm look, and when the fist came to her instantly, it seemed that she was about to hit her in the next moment.

A violent breath blew up the ponytail on the back of her head, but she couldn't blink her eyes because she knew the result.

Wang Cheng's fist stopped in front of her at this moment.

He did not continue to use force, slowly retracted his fist, looked at Dong Xingyue's eyes, and said calmly: "I have already taken Hiraryang as my disciple, and her martial arts qualifications are indeed top-notch. Dong Xingyue, otherwise you will also leave the Iga Taoist temple and come to my Wusheng Mountain. I will accept you as my disciple and let you practice the most powerful martial arts in my Wusheng Mountain. I can guarantee you that I will not treat you differently just because you are a Japanese. I will treat you equally and pass on your authentic Wusheng Mountain boxing technique!"

At this time, Dong Xingyue's body trembled slightly stiffly, and her eyes stared at Wang Cheng's eyes. Her chest fluctuated violently twice. She changed her breath and her voice became cold. She asked, "Do you want to accept me as your disciple?"

Wang Cheng looked at her with his eyes, and did not retreat, nodded and said, "Yes."

Dong Xingyue's voice was still cold: "Are you going to marry Yang Qingyu?"

She asked the key point in one sentence!

Although Wang Cheng had not mentioned this to his parents when he returned home, he had already planned to prepare well when he returned from Hong Kong Island, and talked to his family. During this period, he trained his apprentice and two junior sisters in Jiangzhou, and he also accumulated some martial arts skills, so he took the time to prepare for an open engagement with Yang Qingyu.

However, he couldn't let go of a figure in his heart.

The figure who can do anything for him.

The face that killed his senior brother in order to save him!

So, when he saw her this time, he wanted to cut the mess quickly and finish the matter!

Put her into his own disciple and become a master-apprentice relationship, and then he can teach her the best boxing and martial arts, which is the compensation she has paid for herself.

Faced with the problem of Dongxingyue, he nodded with certainty. This did not need to be concealed or changed.

Dong Xingyue's breathing gradually stabilized, and her emotions also stabilized. She stared at Wang Cheng and said coldly: "I won't take you as my teacher. I want to become the number one master in Japan. One day I will defeat you."

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, "You can't defeat me."

"snort!"

Dong Xingyue snorted coldly, suddenly rushed forward, and her elbow hit Wang Cheng's chest instantly. It was extremely powerful and a surge of strength condensed.

Wang Cheng waved his palm and blocked her elbow, then grabbed her arm and clamped her fingers, making it impossible for her to continue exerting force.

Dong Xingyue did not give up, and turned her body again, clenched her other hand into a fist, and punched Wang Cheng's head.

Wang Cheng also waved his hand and grabbed her fist. The huge force overflowed slightly, making her unable to continue to attack with both hands.

Dongxingyue is a knife practitioner, and her internal breath and strength are much worse than Wang Cheng.

"Dongxingyue, I can only marry Yang Qingyu alone!"

Wang Cheng controlled Dong Xingyue's arms with both hands, looked straight into her eyes, and said with a certain voice.

Dong Xingyue's body suddenly softened, two lines of tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes, and her head leaned directly on Wang Cheng's shoulder. Her whole body became soft, as if there was no force. She lay on Wang Cheng's body, and at the same time she was trembling and sobbing slightly, whispering: "I just want to see you. I won't fight with her, will this not work?"

"I was very scared during this period. I was afraid that if I died, I would not see you. I live every day. I was afraid that my master would find out. I was afraid that I was plotted against by people from my family, I was afraid that I was plotted against by people from the Hattori family, I was afraid that I was plotted against by people from Yamaguchi group..."

“I have to live very carefully every day.”

"But as long as I think of you, I will have the motivation to survive."

"I practice hard every day. I hope that one day I can make the entire Japanese martial arts world the only voice, so that I can help you, and I can be with you openly. No one can stop me from doing anything..."

She lay in Wang Cheng's ear, and her voice trembled and told everything she thought in her heart, and went straight into Wang Cheng's heart. Her lips kissed Wang Cheng's cheek gently, and murmured in a low voice: "I knew for a long time that I was destined to be impossible to marry you. Wang Cheng, it is the same for me whoever you marry, because someone was destined to marry you. Because no matter how long I would never leave you."

As she said that, she pressed her cheeks tightly against Wang Cheng's face, and some cold tears on her face also stuck to Wang Cheng's face.

The force in Wang Cheng's hand also relaxed, the softest part in his heart was pierced, and the expression on his face also eased. He struggled for a while, but stood still, not knowing what to say.
Chapter completed!