Carrying two empty baskets, Chen Fan hadn't walked far when he vaguely felt someone watching him secretly.

And this feeling of being targeted is not just a fantasy, but is related to a special kind of Qi and blood induction in Chen Fan's breathing technique.

"Did you do unnecessary things to attract attention?" Chen Fan thought as he walked, secretly cursing himself for his lack of concentration at the noodle stall before, and leaving half a bunch of copper coins out of compassion.

In this alien world where people eat people, it is difficult to survive.

There are indeed people who can give generously to those little beggars, but those who can spare money to reward beggars must be the rich households in the city, not poor people like medicine farmers.

It was reasonable to throw away a few coins and even treat a beggar to a bowl of noodles, but that half a string of coins became Chen Fan's biggest failure during his trip.

At this point, Chen Fan had no choice but to blend in with the crowd in the commercial street and secretly speed up his pace.

After walking out of the neighborhood and turning down a few alleys, those secretly staring at Chen Fan finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Several arrogant scoundrels trapped Chen Fan in a deserted alley one after another.

"You old boy is pretty good at running."

"My brothers followed you for several miles before they stopped you."

"Tell me, who's the spy?"

"The Wild Wolf Gang is still the Golden Knife Sect."

"Brothers, it's not difficult for you to do anything for me. Please tell me clearly and honestly so that you won't suffer any physical pain in the future."

A tall gangster who was blocking the way took out a dagger from his waist, played it in a circle in his hand, then slowly approached Chen Fan and put the dagger against Chen Fan's chest.

"Are you the ones staring at me?" Chen Fan dropped the pole at his feet and said in a cold tone.

"how?"

"With you, an ordinary spy with no martial arts skills, Brother San is already giving you a lot of face..."

Before Popi finished speaking, Chen Fan raised his hand and clenched his fist and suddenly punched it out.

Although it is just a basic boxing move, it is powerful and powerful.

With one punch, the rogue in front of him was hit in the chest and sent flying more than ten meters away.

"ah!"

"He knows martial arts!"

"run!"

When the two gangsters behind him saw this, their scalps immediately became numb and their legs trembled.

Seeing that the tall and thin drug farmer who had followed him all the way without any fluctuation of energy and blood in his body actually used thunderous methods to kill people and silence them. Even a fool knew that he had stepped on a thunderbolt.

"Want to leave?"

"Keep them all!"

A long sigh came from the alley, Chen Fan turned around and pounced, punching the two thugs behind him to death after they had barely taken a few steps away.

Then he changed his clothes with one of the short guys, his bones crackled, and he performed the bone-shrinking technique and changed his appearance.

Within half a minute, a short man with a wide face walked out of the alley in a swagger.

After half a cup of tea, seeing that San Popi had lost contact with his men, several beggar leaders from the Tsing Yi Gang who were directly under him tracked down the alley where the three corpses were lying.

"They are all means of killing with one strike."

"At the very least, it should be done by a powerful warrior."

"It looks like we caught a big fish in the net."

As soon as the beggars put their heads together, they immediately reported the news.

Within half an hour, several nearby blocks under the jurisdiction of the Tsing Yi Gang began to enforce martial law.

Countless members of the Tsing Yi Gang came to the streets and patrolled back and forth. Whenever they saw a tall, thin man who looked suspicious, they came forward to question him.

Unfortunately, they reacted too slowly. Chen Fan, who had changed his body shape and face, had already boarded a public carriage with great swagger. After being questioned at all levels, he spent four hours detouring around the original route and borrowing the Wild Wolf Gang.

The territory successfully returned to the territory of Jindaomen.

…

After arriving home, Chen Fan recovered his figure, washed and changed clothes, and sent the secret letter from Tianchun Pharmacy to the Foreign Affairs Hall for delivery.

"This is an additional reward from the alchemy room in the door."

"If there are any secret message missions in the future, I will continue to send people to inform you."

When the deacon surnamed Ma saw that Chen Fan had completed the task without any damage, he encouraged him a few words, took a bottle of elixir called Strength Strengthening Pill and handed it over.

"Thank you, Butler!"

Chen Fan didn't say much. After receiving the elixir, he cupped his fists and gave a salute before leaving the Foreign Affairs Hall.

However, after Chen Fan left, Deacon Ma looked surprised and muttered to himself: "The secret message mission was completed in two days. A little training can be of great use in the future."

Chen Fan's name was then copied into a special list.

…

In his bedroom, Chen Fan poured out a Strength Strengthening Pill and smelled it.

A strong medicinal fragrance hit my nose, and the qi and blood in my body were slightly aroused by this medicinal fragrance.

"This body-building strength elixir is said to enhance the strength of those who practice martial arts."

"It is a very popular reward in the Foreign Affairs Hall."

"I just don't know if taking this elixir will have any effect since I'm not yet in full swing."

Chen Fan didn't think too much, and concluded that Deacon Ma would not do anything to a mere outside disciple of his, so he raised his head and swallowed the Strengthening Pill in his hand.

With a "boom", Chen Fan felt a wave of heat exploding in his stomach.

Qi and blood all over the body surged and circulated throughout the body. The physical sensation was somewhat similar to that of practicing Duilang Jin, but there was no pain like that of washing menstruation and refining bones.

On the contrary, this fluctuation of energy and blood made Chen Fan feel a little comfortable.

"Building strength"

"Could this be a sign before the strength is gathered?" Chen Fan's heart moved.

The Golden Sword Body Forging Pole has yet to be completed. Chen Fan believes that based on the progress of his training, it will take at least the first half of a year to gather the strength.

Unexpectedly, this unexpected body-building strength elixir actually had the effect of promoting warriors to gather strength!

"It's not enough. The medicinal properties of this pill are a bit uninteresting."

"It has the power of self-healing. Taking a few more pills shouldn't kill anyone."

Chen Fan was very impatient, and with the golden finger in hand, he was not afraid of the consequences of injury. Without saying a word, he poured all the remaining nine Strengthening Pills in the bottle into his mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, the comfortable qi and blood fluctuations immediately strengthened several times in the body.

"Today is the day to transform your energy!"

Chen Fan struck while the iron was hot and started to make waves.

The medicinal power of the Strengthening Pill, the Qi and Blood Wave of Dielang Jin, and the mysterious self-healing power that came out of nowhere were entangled with each other. An unspeakable impulse surged into his heart. Chen Fan was sitting cross-legged.

He stood up suddenly and slapped himself in front of him.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A thunderous sound like "bang" rippled through the bedroom.

“A thousand dollars can’t buy a sound!”

"Concentration has turned into strength!"

Chen Fan practiced a few more basic punches in the air, and his energy could be concentrated and released at will.

If you want to describe the difference between strength and strength in a more vivid way:

The former is like knocking with an iron rod, and the force is relatively dispersed.

The latter is the piercing of the steel needle, where the power is concentrated.

Both the destructive and penetrating power increased exponentially at the moment of concentration.

As mentioned in the scientific knowledge of previous lives, the same two forces act on a point. The smaller the area of ​​the point, the greater the pressure.

"wrong!"

"After transforming into energy, you should be able to see the properties of the energy."

"Why is it that after I condense my energy, my energy has no attributes?"

After Chen Fan tried Fa Jin more than a hundred times, he unexpectedly discovered the difference in his own strength.

You must know that according to the previous demonstration by Coach Zhang, after practicing the Golden Sword Forging Body Pile to a great extent, it will condense metallic power with an edge.

But the power generated by Chen Fan's hands and feet was ordinary power without attributes, which went against Chen Fan's original intention.

Because according to his vision, only after you have developed metallic strength can you accept the subsequent inherited true qi skills in the Golden Knife Sect in an orderly manner.

"The strength without attributes, without the sharpness, will definitely be weaker than the strength of the golden sword."
To be continued...