There's something wrong with me

In the blink of an eye.

Four years and nine months had passed.

Early summer.

In a town on the border, there was a restaurant.

Locals frequented the place, and they knew the owner, a lean man in his thirties.

His Hong Kong-style cuisine was authentic.

"Boss Zhang, a bowl of lo mein, Hong Kong style!"

A Hong Kong customer, familiar with the place, ordered his meal.

That bowl truly tasted like home, bringing back endless memories.

"Coming up."

Zhang Feng was in the kitchen, separated from the front by a tattered cloth curtain.

A few minutes later, with a chef's speed, a fragrant bowl of lo mein was ready.

Before Zhang Feng could call a waiter to bring the noodles out,

the Hong Kong customer got up and walked towards the kitchen, lifting the curtain and looking at the lean Zhang Feng.

"Wow! Boss Zhang, the aroma travels for miles!"

"Don't come in, wait outside." Zhang Feng's eyes were fixed on the noodles, adding his special chili sauce as a finishing touch. "You little rascal came in here just to get my chili sauce, don't think I don't know.

What do I do?

I'm the inspector general of the Tri-Province Special Task Force, I told you that, right?"

"Haha…" The customer, exposed, laughed and went back to his seat.

He didn't believe Zhang Feng's claim of being a Tri-Province Inspector General at all.

At the same time, Zhang Feng called out, "Old Wu, come and serve the food."

"Coming…" Old Wu was the young driver from back then.

He was now a waiter in the restaurant and hadn't gone back.

His master hadn't gone back either, and was currently playing chess with an old man outside the restaurant.

The payment for their cargo from a few years ago had been sent directly back to the factory.

The truck was their own, and they had sold it decisively a few years ago.

Because four and a half years ago, after they brought Zhang Feng here,

Zhang Feng went out for a few days and brought back four million in cash.

He called it: an inheritance from a good friend.

After that.

Zhang Feng opened this small restaurant and gave them each over a million, asking them to work here.

As for who Zhang Feng's friend was, they didn't ask.

But a few days later, they learned that a group of border bandits had been wiped out overnight.

However, they didn't think in that direction.

The local police also judged it to be a gang fight.

Similarly, in these four years and nine months.

Zhang Feng had also been hiding his strength, biding his time for a long time.

Or perhaps it was because of the factor of revenge.

Hatred took root in his heart, anger spurred him on in his mind, and the thought of taking revenge without delay flickered in his eyes.

This made Zhang Feng practice his skills non-stop.

Thus.

Zhang Feng felt that time passed quickly, and four years and nine months had passed in the blink of an eye.

And now.

Zhang Feng had also inquired about some things in these years, and knew the address of the two people's martial arts gym.

After all, the other party was a celebrity, so it was relatively easy to find out.

With the news, there was a way to find their specific address.

They opened a chain of martial arts gyms, and there were so many masters, there would always be someone who was their confidant and knew where they lived.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng also took off the apron that had been with him for four years, and then looked at the kitchen wall.

There was a row of hooks for hanging things.

The innermost hook was for the legendary conductor's hat.

'The inner strength foundation in the last world and the real world made it easy for me to get started and achieve a great improvement in my physique in a few years.'

Zhang Feng took off the conductor's hat and looked at his physique.

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Among them, inner strength, transformation strength, and martial arts achieved rapid progress together while maintaining their respective frequencies of cultivation.

But to be honest, inner strength was still a little slow, and now it only accounted for about 35 points.

However, if I practice for another three months, and then practice for another three months in reality.

Zhang Feng would be able to achieve the same frequency of progress.

If it was the same frequency, then the current physique should be 125 or more.

Of course, if I really spend another half a year, other training methods will also be relatively improved.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng also used visualization to look at his chest and back.

More than four years ago, he obtained martial arts techniques, which were hard qigong techniques for the torso, removing the duplicates, there were thirty-four meridians.

Now he has about 33% effective overclocking!

The next second, after quickly sorting out the knowledge gained over the past four years.

Zhang Feng lifted the tattered cloth curtain and looked into the restaurant.

At this moment, the customers had finished their meals and left, just right for peace and quiet.

Zhang Feng also looked at the two drivers and instructed: "Leave the restaurant to you, and the payment for the goods is also left to you, and it's best not to go back in these three months."

The payment for the goods was some of the five million that was left.

Including the two of them, they hadn't gone back in these years, but instead brought their families here.

This was also because Zhang Feng was afraid that the two enemies, in case they saw that he was not dead, would check his factory and finally find out that the two drivers had brought him, then things would be troublesome.

So at the beginning, he gave a lot of money to keep the two of them.

It was a disguised way to protect them and reduce his own trivial matters.

I can't let people help me, and then I harm them.

Looking at the young man's murderous frenzy, it was almost certain that he would kill the two drivers.

"Boss, are you going out?" The two drivers didn't know so much, but were curious about where Zhang Feng was going.

Zhang Feng pointed to the TV, "In a while, you might know."

… …

Whoosh ~

Zhang Feng got on the plane here.

He had an ID card, a real one that he paid for, but the name was changed to Zhang Youfa.

The appearance has not changed.

However, this 'real fake ID card' is just for taking the plane quickly and conveniently when going back, so you don't have to smuggle and transfer to other things.

In other places, this ID card is not very useful.

Because when the fight starts, and it's a fierce fight, then it's the same whether you have an ID card or not.

After getting off the plane.

Back in Daxia.

After accepting some formal inquiries, Zhang Feng transferred to another flight, preparing to fly to 'Mu City'.

Over there, there is a martial arts gym owned by 'Yu Shen and Ling'.

In the past few years, Zhang Feng not only investigated their martial arts gym, but also checked their personal information, learned Yu Shen's nickname, and knew that he was a rising star in the martial arts world in front of the public.

The other person was his half-master, there was not much information, only known to be surnamed Ling.

… …

Getting off the plane again.

Zhang Feng did not go to the martial arts gym immediately.

Instead, he found a hotel near the martial arts gym.

He asked for the highest floor, southeast-facing room.

Zhang Feng rested while looking at the martial arts gym.

After resting like this for two days, he did not see either Ling or Yu Zhong.

It seemed that waiting for the hare to come to the trap was not so easy.

But it was also considered to be nourishing the spirit and adjusting to the best state.

On the morning of the third day.

The state was raised to its peak.

Zhang Feng didn't wait any longer, and took a taxi directly to the outside of this three-story martial arts gym.

Looking from the outside, it covered an area of more than 2,000 square meters, which was about the same as his Base Hall One.

"Hello."

A student at the door saw Zhang Feng looking at the martial arts gym, and handed over a martial arts gym profile.

Zhang Feng took it, glanced at it, and saw that they were all landline numbers.

"I'm looking for the owner of this gym."

Zhang Feng also asked the student:

"Which floor is he on? Also, Yu Shen, does he come sometimes?"

"The owner is not here now, he may come at noon." The student looked Zhang Feng up and down, and saw that Zhang Feng was not strong, and did not look like a martial arts person.

But he wore an old, tattered hat, which was very strange.

"Let me ask, what are you looking for Yu Shen for?"

"He owes me money." Zhang Feng looked inside the martial arts gym.

"What?" The student shook his head with a smile, "You are also a fan of Yu Shen, right? Saying he owes money, you actually just want to find out about Yu Shen, right?"

The student said with a smile, and then persuaded: "Brother, too many people are looking for Yu Shen, I have heard all kinds of reasons, yours is too ordinary.

And don't say you want to find him, I also came here to practice martial arts after seeing Yu Shen's advertisement at the beginning.

I have been practicing here for two years now, and I have never seen Yu Shen."

"Then I'll go in and wait for the owner." Zhang Feng saw that he didn't know, so he didn't ask any more questions, and went in first, "By the way, I'll take a look at the environment, I'm going to sign up here."

"Brother! If you sign up, mention me!" The student was very happy when he heard that Zhang Feng intended to sign up: "Let's go, I'll take you around."

"Okay." Zhang Feng nodded and followed him into the martial arts gym.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell some medicine.

Zhang Feng knew it, and also asked people to buy a lot of it when he was on the border.

After a series of reverse inferences.

Zhang Feng knew that its strengthening effect was similar to that of the transformation strength prescription, but it was a strengthened version of the medicine.

In other words, it is not easy to replicate in reality, because the medicinal properties of a single plant are not enough.

However, according to some medicinal property arrangements, and some instrument testing, Zhang Feng felt that it should be able to be cultivated.

As for chemical instruments, there are many on the drug dealer's side.

And the process of memorizing this knowledge is not very difficult, because the medicinal properties of this prescription are indeed similar to the transformation strength prescription.

But it is precisely that it is from the same source, and it is an enhanced version.

Zhang Feng also came to a conclusion.

As long as these medicines can be cultivated in reality, even if it is a weakened version.

But it can also make the transformation strength prescription in reality reach the 'real prescription level of the level 3 transformation strength world'.

For example, the 'normal martial artist' in reality now can only reach the 'upper limit' of 30 physique by taking the current transformation strength prescription.

But if it can be researched, normal martial artists can also reach 40 or 50.

The qualitative change of the medicinal power is enhanced, which improves the 'national big data level'.

This is a good thing, I want to copy it.

It is best to get a more detailed prescription, as well as reports on medicinal properties, etc., which will further reduce the research and development time.

Thinking.

Zhang Feng followed the student like this, and didn't know what he was saying along the way, anyway, he was thinking his own thoughts.

"Basically like this." The student said a lot, introduced the martial arts gym, and then said: "When are you going to sign up?"

"Wait for the owner." Zhang Feng regained his thoughts and looked at the field twenty meters away, where there were students practicing their skills.

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Looking at it, according to their exertion movements, they are basically around 15-20 physique.

And in front of them, a coach's physique reached 32.

The other two coaches guiding the students had physiques of 27 and 29, respectively.

A glance revealed they were all from Dongqing and drug dealers.

But if a fight broke out, one-on-one, they probably wouldn't be a match for those two.

After all, those guys were desperadoes who licked blood from their blades, every move a life-risking technique.

At the same time, while Zhang Feng was observing their martial arts.

Fifteen miles away, in a car, the owner of this martial arts gym was rushing over.

He was a forty-something man with a buzz cut, his muscles robust, giving outsiders the impression of strength.

At this moment.

He was leaning back in the rear seat, eating a medicinal cake.

The medicinal formula was the source of his power.

Of course, it couldn't be denied that he had good talent, otherwise, he wouldn't have reached a physique of 55 at the age of forty-two!

"In half a month, the triennial martial arts competition will begin."

Now.

He ate the medicinal cake while looking at the driver in the driver's seat, "I heard from people at the gym that you want to participate?"

"Yes, Gym Owner Meng!" The driver replied while looking ahead, "I heard that the martial arts competition has a youth group, for those under 30, so I want to give it a try."

"If you want to try, then try," Gym Owner Meng said sagely, "Although your skills aren't high, they are considered good.

After all, we are all ordinary people, unable to compare with Yu Shen.

He's only twenty-eight this year, and he's already much stronger than me, surpassing us older generation.

I estimate catching up with Brother Ling, General Gym Owner Ling, is only a matter of time."

"Yes!" The driver's tone was immediately excited and longing when he heard the name Yu Shen, "How great would it be if I had half of Yu Shen's talent?"

"Talent is something you can't envy." Gym Owner Meng was a little unhappy when he heard his driver praising other people's prowess, even if it was his superior, Yu Shen.

"Furthermore, Yu Shen isn't as amazing as you think."

"Ah?" The driver was puzzled, "Don't the internet and our martial arts world say that Yu Shen is a once-in-a-century genius?"

"Yes, and no." Gym Owner Meng finished the medicinal cake and took out a high-spec grip strength bar, practicing in the car.

"You've been with me for six years, I'll tell you an inside story.

Once I'm done, you'll understand."

Gym Owner Meng said, leaning forward slightly, "You know that our gym is a 'Ling' chain, right?"

"I know, it's Uncle Ling's gym." The driver exclaimed, "Uncle Ling was once the number one in the martial arts world!"

"See, you said it yourself, 'once' the number one." Gym Owner Meng shook his head slightly, "There are too many good fighters in the martial arts world now, especially with the improvement of medicinal formulas in recent years.

More and more young people can easily catch up with us old-timers.

Your Uncle Ling was surpassed, which is why he lost the number one position.

After that, the gym's reputation would definitely be affected by losing the top spot.

So, Yu Shen was pushed out by him.

It can be said that Yu Shen's current great reputation is due to Brother Ling's promotion."

"Gym Owner Meng means..." The driver tentatively asked, "Yu Shen might not be as amazing as I think? Not as amazing as the internet says?"

"Amazing is definitely amazing." Gym Owner Meng saw that he seemed to have gone too far, and in order to prevent any bad rumors from spreading from his side, he smoothed things over.

"If Yu Shen wasn't amazing, could Brother Ling make him rise to fame even with promotion?"

"That's right." The driver understood, "So it's like..."

"Don't 'so it's like' anymore." Gym Owner Meng interrupted the topic, lest his vanity get the better of him and he say something bad again, "Practice hard, and strive for a small ranking in this martial arts competition.

You'll never catch up with Yu Shen in your lifetime.

Because to you, and even to me, he is truly a god of martial arts!

We are destined not to catch up."

As they talked, they arrived at the martial arts gym.

Parking outside the gym.

Gym Owner Meng got out of the car and walked into the gym.

Seeing that there was no one at the door, the driver volunteered, holding a stack of promotional flyers, preparing to stand guard.

Meanwhile.

Inside the gym.

Zhang Feng, with nothing to do, was still watching the students practice martial arts.

However, the student who had shown Zhang Feng around suddenly said when he saw Zhang Feng seriously observing the arena, "Bro, are you trying to learn secretly?"

"..." Zhang Feng was stunned by the question, secretly learning these amateur moves?

Just as he was wondering how to answer.

With a series of "Hello, Gym Owner!" "Gym Owner Meng!" "Manager Meng!" coming from the entrance.

Zhang Feng looked at the entrance thirty meters away, where a strong, buzz-cut man who looked to be in his forties was walking in wearing leather shoes.

"Hello, Gym Owner Meng." Zhang Feng, seeing the main character arrive, didn't want to bother with the student's shocking words, and instead prepared to ask about Yu Shen and that Ling.

Gym Owner Meng stopped when he saw Zhang Feng, feeling that Zhang Feng looked a little familiar.

Then he realized, wasn't this the person Yu Shen had asked him to find a year or two ago?

'Brother Ling said that if you find this person, find a way to shut him up and prevent him from talking nonsense about Yu Shen outside.'

Gym Owner Meng thought for a moment, and when he saw Zhang Feng walking over, he smiled warmly:

"Brother, if you have anything to say, let's chat in my office."

As he spoke, he seemed to walk over normally, but in reality, he wanted to capture Zhang Feng first, then wrap his elbow around Zhang Feng's neck, so that even if Zhang Feng wanted to speak, he could instantly knock him unconscious.

This was better than Zhang Feng shouting loudly in the gym, 'I was buried alive by Yu Shen a few years ago!'

There were people live-streaming in the front of the gym, which would have a bad impact.

At the same time, Gym Owner Meng was very irritable in his heart as he walked towards Zhang Feng.

'This person disappeared for a few years, everyone thought he was dead, why did he suddenly appear now?

And disgustingly come directly to me?

If something goes wrong, Brother Ling will definitely not let me off...'

Gym Owner Meng had also done some bad things for Yu Shen, or rather, if there wasn't a pledge of loyalty, he wouldn't be able to become the 'Ling' branch owner who made a lot of money every day.

And when Zhang Feng saw Gym Owner Meng coming over with a big smile, he noticed that his palms and elbows were gathering strength and slightly lifting.

This was obviously a posture to strangle him.

Upon further observation.

The distance between the two was now twelve meters.

Therefore, Zhang Feng chose to strike first.

Whoosh—

The next moment, everyone only saw a flash of a figure.

Zhang Feng used his arm to hug the dazed Gym Owner Meng first.

"It's been a long time, let's find a place to catch up?"

"I..." Gym Owner Meng trembled when he saw Zhang Feng suddenly come over, because he could already feel Zhang Feng gradually exerting force on his neck.

'I was subdued in one move! And subdued in one move from more than ten meters away!'

Gym Owner Meng felt incredible.

Because he had only seen such skill on Brother Ling!

That former 'Number One in the World'.

"What kind of skill is this?"

At the same time, the student who brought Zhang Feng in was also dumbfounded, "With this skill, what's there to learn? Is this brother joking with me?"

"Did he just teleport over?" The students who were paying attention here were also stunned.

"I saw it just now, he just crossed over in one step!"

"Is this levitation?"

"I've seen it! General Gym Owner Ling has also used it, but the distance was a little further!"

Everyone was exclaiming and discussing enthusiastically, and turned their gazes towards Zhang Feng and the other man.

And at this time, the person live-streaming wanted to move the camera over here.

But Zhang Feng directly turned his back to the camera, so as not to startle the snake and put Yu Shen and the other person on guard, making it difficult to find them at that time.

As for the gym's surveillance, Zhang Feng was wearing a chauffeur's hat, which was blocking it.

At this time, Gym Owner Meng wanted to fight back after the shock.

But when he prepared to use his strength, he strangely discovered that his strength seemed to be mysteriously unloaded.

"Let's go, let's go outside."

Zhang Feng led him out, preparing to leave here first.

"As expected, only Gym Owner Meng can know such a master." When everyone saw that Zhang Feng seemed to know Gym Owner Meng, and that Gym Owner Meng was also walking out, they didn't suspect anything.

But in reality, Gym Owner Meng didn't want to take a step!

Because he knew that if he dared to go out, he was afraid that he would have to explain himself today.

It was just that he was horrified to discover that he was now like a puppet, his body completely disobedient, unconsciously following Zhang Feng's steps!

Zhang Feng took a step, and he took a step.

'Is this some kind of sorcery? Is he human?'

Especially at this moment, he wanted to speak, but he found that he couldn't speak.

His neck seemed to have been numbed, and he could only maintain his visceral breathing.

'Save me! Save me!' He could only signal the driver at the door by constantly turning his eyeballs.

But in the next second, he couldn't even turn his eyeballs.

Only a smiling expression remained on his face.

Zhang Feng used his arm as a bridge, and through resonance, he vibrated all of his nerves open, and drove his facial nerves.

"Gym Owner Meng."

At the same time, Zhang Feng's mouth didn't move, but through internal force and over-frequency, as well as data research on bodily functions, he adjusted the frequency of the sound, vibrated the ossicles and cochlea, and simulated the electrical energy of the sound.

"You don't have to worry, I just want to ask you something."

'Are you a god or a ghost...'

The gym owner was even more frightened when he heard the voice in his ear.

If Zhang Feng hadn't cut off his nerves, he was afraid that he would have wet his pants.

And when they came to the door.

Zhang Feng glanced around, and when he didn't know where his car was, he lightly strangled his neck again.

The next second, the gym owner couldn't control himself and turned his head, and with his vocal cords vibrating, his mouth opened and closed, saying to the driver at the door:

"Drive my car over."

After saying this sentence that was obviously not what he wanted to say, the gym owner's mind collapsed all at once.

'Who did Brother Ling and Yu Shen offend? Ordinary people?

This is clearly a ghost! A true ghost!'