The old man in Tang suit couldn't continue talking. He found that white smoke was coming out of his two unqualified men!

At the same time, the temperature in the small supermarket seemed to have dropped below zero, and it was like a completely different world from the outside!

Too careless!

The old man in Tang suit felt his heart sink. Of course he knew about Zhao Tianxiu beating more than thirty people, but for a martial artist, this was not a problem.

Ordinary people like Xiao Jinbiao and an old man in Tang suit can defeat a hundred of them.

Therefore, the old man in Tang suit did not take Zhao Tianxiu seriously.

Of course, it is mainly due to Zhang Dekui.

In order to maintain his status in the world, Zhang Dekui chose to conceal the truth about his twenty-year loss of skills.

So today, the old man in Tang suit confidently came to teach Zhao Tianxiu how to behave.

As a result, the old man in Tang suit couldn't do it now. He found that Zhao Tianxiu's skill was probably not inferior to his...

Therefore, ginger is still spicy and can be easily picked up and put down.

The old man in Tang suit frowned: "What are you doing! I'm here to meet friends, why don't you step back!"

Of course, the two men in black sunglasses, black suits, black ties, and black leather shoes were unable to retreat on their own, so the old man in Tang suit could only help them.

With a casual grab, he dragged the two men to the car.

Quite cool!

The old man in Tang suit felt a chill in his heart. He only briefly touched the two men, and a hint of coldness penetrated into his palms!

After forcibly suppressing the chill, the old man in Tang suit smiled broadly and cupped his hand to Zhao Tianxiu:

"Song Peiyuan, the head of Ifu Mian, came to visit you today with no ill intentions, just to ask for something!

"My subordinates were ignorant and offended my friends just now. Please forgive me!"

Is it from Master Mian again?

Zhao Tianxiu gently stroked the dog's head and smiled without saying a word. He had roughly guessed Song Peiyuan's intention.

"His name is Li Yushan. He was once my true disciple and a traitor to our leader Mian."

Song Peiyuan pointed at the bloody man poured out of the sack:

"Just because the young master I appointed was not him, he stole the secret of my master Mian's "Bone Transforming Mian Palm" and escaped.

"This "Bone Transforming Mianzhang" is the foundation of our Mianzhang Sect, and it must not be lost outside, so I immediately sent people to hunt for it...

"According to the clues provided by our deacon Zhang, I finally caught him in the mountain city this morning.

"But only the manuscript of "Hua Gu Mian Zhang" was found in his possession. He said that the original copy of "Hua Gu Mian Zhang" is with you.

“So, I’m here to visit you today, and I hope that my friend, you can return the original copy of “The Bone Spray Palm” to its original owner.

"Headmaster Mian will be rewarded generously."

So, Zhao Tianxiu finally figured it out. It seemed that the mysterious person last night was this Li Yushan.

The wound on Li Yushan's calf also had the correct number.

Zhao Tianxiu has read the secret book "Bone-Breaking Cotton Palm", and it is indeed similar to Zhang Dekui's "Mianzhang".

So what Song Peiyuan said must be true. Li Yushan must have known something and wanted to block the gun for him.

In fact, Zhao Tianxiu has no interest in "Bone Transforming Palm", it doesn't sound like a serious martial arts.

Besides, he already has the "Mountain-shaking Palm Technique", and the Palm Technique is now far less attractive to him than Qinggong Technique.

He doesn't even bother to practice Qing Gong, let alone Palm Techniques?

So Zhao Tianxiu didn't talk nonsense to Song Peiyuan, and pointed openly: "Over there, look at it."

there?

Song Peiyuan subconsciously looked in the direction Zhao Tianxiu was pointing, and saw that it was the lost and found office set up next to the counter!

A cardboard box of Guangming Milk was very simple, with keys, wallets, ID cards, etc. piled randomly inside.

In the middle lies an old book bound by thread, which is the undisclosed secret of their Mian master, "The Bone-Making Mian Palm"!

This unscientific!

Song Peiyuan couldn't believe his eyes. This was their Mian leader's secret "Bone Transforming Mian Palm"!

How could Zhao Tianxiu be left in the lost and found office so casually?

Doesn't Zhao Tianxiu know the value of "Hua Gu Mian Zhang"?

impossible!

In Song Peiyuan's eyes, "Bone Transforming Palm" is an unparalleled magical skill comparable to "Shaolin's Seventy-Two Special Skills"!

Song Peiyuan imagined that if he got the secret book of "Bone Transforming Palm", he would have to sleep with his arms around him every day.

If you use yourself to push others, Zhao Tianxiu definitely doesn't want to hand it over.

So Zhao Tianxiu handed over the "Bone Transforming Cotton Palm" secret book so easily, Song Peiyuan thought there must be something fishy about it!

correct!

Song Peiyuan secretly cursed himself for being stupid because the secret book of "Bone Transforming Palm" had been in Zhao Tianxiu's hands all night!

Zhao Tianxiu could finish the copy even by hand, not to mention there is a copy machine now!

Zhao Tianxiu must have a copy in his hand!

The more Song Peiyuan thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Otherwise, how could Zhao Tianxiu resist the temptation of "Bone Transformation Palm"?

After taking the secret book "Hua Gu Mian Zhang" and checking it carefully, and after confirming again and again that there were no missing pages or alterations, Song Peiyuan stuffed the secret book into his arms and stored it carefully, and then asked Zhao Tianxiu solemnly:

"Friend, where are the copies?"

Zhao Tianxiu was stunned: "What copy?"

"Ha!" Song Peiyuan sneered: "Friend, you should know what I'm talking about.

"Give me the copy now, Master Mian is still willing to be your friend, otherwise...

"Friend, please don't make a mistake!"

Since Zhao Tianxiu directly handed over the secret book "Bone Transforming Cotton Palm", Song Peiyuan felt that Zhao Tianxiu would definitely not dare to confront Master Mian directly.

No matter what, Master Mian is a martial arts sect that has been established for three hundred years. Why should Zhao Tianxiu fight with Master Mian?

Moreover, Song Peiyuan has thought about it. At the age of 20, Zhao Tianxiu, even if he started practicing martial arts from his mother's womb, how many years of martial arts would he have?

So Song Peiyuan's psychological advantage came back, and his speech returned to his usual toughness.

Zhao Tianxiu frowned when he heard this: "Are you threatening me?"

Song Peiyuan stroked his beard confidently: "It's not a threat, I just hope that you, my friend, will think it over carefully.

"Which is lighter or heavier?"

"Huagu Mianzhang" is important, but can it be more important than life?

Zhao Tianxiu was so angry that it was so hard to be a good person. He returned the secret book to its original owner, but instead became a bad person.

"Song Peiyuan, right?"

Zhao Tianxiu smiled and extended a hand to Song Peiyuan: "My name is Zhao Tianxiu.

"The sky is rising every day, a unique show."

Help me, right?

Song Peiyuan has been wandering around in the world for decades. How can he not know what Zhao Tianxiu means?

I started practicing martial arts at the age of seven, Qi at seventeen, Sanjiu in the winter, and Sanfu in the summer. It has been more than fifty years now...

An unknown young man, who has been practicing Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu for several years, doesn’t know the heights of the world, yet he dares to help me!

Song Peiyuan smiled confidently, stretched out his hand and shook it with Zhao Tianxiu: "Friend, have you thought it through?"

At the same time, Song Peiyuan output five successes.
Chapter completed!