There's something wrong with me

"Here."

Little Xu subconsciously took out a newspaper from his arms, inside was a homemade gun.

"That's more like it." Zhang Feng said indifferently, "Whoever causes trouble will get a burst of bullets."

"What the hell?" Little Xu was completely dumbfounded.

"I... can I go back to the city寨...?" The big man's heart was pounding, regretting coming out.

"Boss..." Little Xu then said, "Why don't we go back? The black car at the edge of the city is still there, and the boat on the other side of the river is still there, we can immediately smuggle back again.

I can not use."

Between life and pleasure, Little Xu felt that his psychological and physiological addiction seemed to weaken a bit.

"If my addiction flares up," Little Xu also gestured at his neck, "You can knock me unconscious again. Maybe after a few times of being knocked out, after getting through that addiction, I can still quit."

"I'm afraid I'll knock you silly, besides, quitting this isn't that simple." Zhang Feng knew that knocking him unconscious wouldn't effectively solve the problem.

In a state of unconsciousness, the change of drug powder to the nervous system will not stop.

So that he still has withdrawal symptoms after waking up.

However, Zhang Feng's control of strength is perfect, and he generally won't cause too much problem to people.

So as long as he relapses, and really can't bear it, to the point of being a little crazy.

Zhang Feng would knock him unconscious.

Including on the way here.

Zhang Feng also chatted with them, knowing that Little Xu was indeed deceived.

Also knowing that Little Xu wanted to quit, but really couldn't.

So seeing that he wanted to quit, and also that he would use his connections to help him find flying knives in the future.

Zhang Feng really didn't plan to take them to find drug dealers.

Instead, when his addiction flared up, Zhang Feng would not only knock him unconscious, but also help him boil some medicinal soup to suppress physiological anxiety.

The rest depends on himself.

And in their trepidation.

The subsequent journey was safe.

Zhang Feng smoothly arrived at the former nightclub address, and also saw that it had become a small shop and snack stall.

Just at this roadside shop.

Zhang Feng saw a familiar person.

At the same time.

Ten meters away, a man was taking a broom out of the small shop behind him, sweeping the garbage at the door.

He is slightly taller, of medium build, with short hair, wearing glasses, and looks a bit refined.

The moment Zhang Feng saw him, he subconsciously put his hand on the homemade gun in his arms.

'King Snake?'

The appearance of this person in the distance is ninety percent similar to King Snake!

Especially the figure and face shape, are exactly the same!

Only in age, he is the same age as King Snake, not a dozen years younger.

If he were a dozen years younger, then he might be the 'King Snake' when he was young.

'The age doesn't quite match up.'

Zhang Feng observed him for a few seconds, and also found that his behavior and temperament were very different from King Snake.

'Could it just be that he looks alike?'

Zhang Feng felt it was interesting, and also a little curious, so he walked towards the small shop in front in a few steps.

Little Xu and the big man completely had no backbone and could only silently follow.

At the same time, coming close to the store.

Zhang Feng looked at the King Snake two meters away in front, and directly said: "Brother King Snake, how have you been recently?"

King Snake didn't react and was still sweeping garbage.

"Boss Zhang, what are you saying?" Little Xu thought that Boss Zhang was calling him.

'Could it really not be?' Zhang Feng ignored Little Xu, but came to King Snake and looked at him carefully.

After observing him at close range, Zhang Feng found that he really looked alike.

It's just that this King Snake's eyes don't have shrewdness and gloom, but a piece of peace.

"Hello." King Snake was curious when he saw a stranger looking at him, and couldn't help but curiously said: "Boss, are you buying something? What do you want?"

He put down the broom while walking back to the small shop.

Zhang Feng looked at him, and then after hearing the 'crack crack' sound of chopping bones, he looked at the butcher shop in front.

This butcher shop has three bosses, all young people in their twenties.

At this glance, Zhang Feng was even more surprised.

'The Chen brothers?'

Zhang Feng also knew them, they were originally his 'errand-running apprentices'.

But now it seems that they are running a butcher shop, and did not choose to commit crimes and smuggle.

And in his memory, when the court pronounced the sentence, the three of them were also sentenced to ten years in prison.

Zhang Feng recalled while looking at them.

"Fresh pork legs!" The eldest of the Chen family saw Zhang Feng looking over, and also vigorously shouted about his business.

Zhang Feng looked at them a few times and found that their behavior and temperament were also different from the Chen brothers he knew.

The three brothers he knew were a bit restrained and timid, and a bit thin.

And these three bosses have thick arms, are very strong, and their shouts also show boldness.

"Go buy some meat." Zhang Feng looked at Little Xu, "I want twenty pounds."

"Twenty pounds?" Little Xu was puzzled, but Boss Zhang helped him quit drugs, he was very grateful in his heart, so he was very obedient, "Okay, I'll go buy it."

After he left.

Zhang Feng looked at the King Snake in the small shop again, "Boss, do you mind having lunch together? You look a lot like my... friend."

"Have lunch?" King Snake was very curious, and politely declined: "Sorry, I can't leave my shop."

In this area, it's better not to accept strangers' invitations to eat.

Even if this 'fat stranger' looks very amiable.

'Why would he invite me to eat a good meal?'

King Snake didn't agree at all, so as not to be tricked.

Zhang Feng didn't speak, but walked to the butcher shop in front and looked at Little Xu buying meat.

"Boss Zhang." Little Xu pointed to the meat in front, "I chose pig's feet, pig's liver, and also..."

"Anything is fine." Zhang Feng looked at the Chen brothers, "Boss, if I add some money, can you do this?"

"Of course!" Chen Lao San, who should have been the most timid, laughed and replied: "It's okay not to add money, we have a hot pot, we're going to stew meat later."

"It's just a matter of convenience." Chen Lao Da, the most honest in the undercover world, said boldly at this moment: "As long as you're not afraid of the flavors mixing in one pot. When the pot is stewed, you can scoop up your meat."

"I mean to eat together." Zhang Feng smiled and pointed to the small shop next to him, "But can you invite that boss to join us?"

"Eat together?" Chen Lao San stopped chopping meat, "Boss, are you kidding me?"

He patted his slightly round stomach, and then pointed to his two older brothers, "We three brothers can eat a lot."

… …

"Boss Zhang, thank you for the treat."

"Come again when you have time."

In the afternoon, after a meal.

King Snake and the Chen brothers stood at the door of the butcher shop, looking at the departing Zhang Feng and his companions.

When Zhang Feng and others walked away.

King Snake took the lead in shaking his head, "That boss is really interesting, saying he knows me? Like one of his friends, named King Snake? But what is King Snake?"

"I know!" Chen Lao Da replied while cleaning up the dishes: "I've seen it in the mountains! King Cobra!"

"Haha..."

… …

'Perhaps the world has many branches, the same people, also have different stories.'

A week later.

On the boat back to Hong Kong.

Zhang Feng stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the sea, feeling that this encounter with 'old friends' was quite wonderful.

There is an indescribable spiritual insight.

Even the martial arts techniques that were difficult to understand before were all unlocked at once with this insight.

At this moment.

Zhang Feng is recalling his insights.

'I usually like to get into a dead end when practicing martial arts, thinking that success is bound to come.

If I can't practice it, then it must be that I'm not working hard enough.

But this encounter allowed me to see the same people, different things, changing the way of life, perhaps there is a better story ending.

Because I have already seen their bad story ending.

It's like my usual power generation techniques have now come to an end.

Then why can't I change the way of generating force to solve it? To reach higher?

Life stories can be overturned and restarted, so why can't cultivation?'

Zhang Feng looked at his hands, and in the next second, his legs stepped slightly to the side, and he punched out, using the hammer force of Tai Chi to strike out the shock force of Bajiquan!

Whoosh!

The moment the fist was punched out, it seemed to be swaying slightly, and it seemed to be taking root in mid-air, and the fist strength was even better.

At the same time, text also appeared to prompt.

[Intermediate Fighting has broken through]

[You have achieved perfection in modern fighting skills]

[You have reached Grandmaster-level Fighting]

'Sure enough, the road of life is cultivation, and isn't cultivation a road of life that can be changed?

Practice methods, like life stories, can also be changed and adapted.'

While Zhang Feng was thinking, he took off his shoes, left the side of the boat, and walked into the water. The sea water reached his knees, and the acupoints in his legs resonated at ultra-high frequency, like a fish's fins swaying.

Recalling the steady force of the island world.

In the next second.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone on the boat, Zhang Feng stood in the sea.