"Ask them!" Shang Kun laughed loudly and patted Xiao Qi on the shoulder, "What a pity, Brother Wang, you have no chance. He is dead!"
"Is he also a gangster?" Xiaopang asked.
"No, he is the killer brother." Shang Kun pretended to be mysterious, "Do you know the kind of awesome person who takes the head of a general out of a million soldiers?"
"Really or not..." Xiaopang, who knew Lu Yu's details, looked at Lu Yu, but Lu Yu didn't react.
"So powerful?"
"Nonsense, my master fell into his hands! Do you think he is powerful or not?" Shang Kun said. "Moreover, the eight generals of the Huang Clan besieged him at the time. These eight people were all prominent figures in their respective sects.
Even if they joined forces, they didn't kill him, how awesome is this guy?"
He paused and then said: "My master was slapped by him during that battle, and he still has a black handprint on his chest."
"Black handprint? Iron sand palm?" Xiao Qi asked.
"I don't know, it's not healed yet."[
"Boss, didn't you say that a senior named Gu Ruzhang from the Jingwu Sect in Shanghai can also blacken human bones?" Xiaopang asked and continued, "Is it an iron sand palm?" He said and made a motion of frying sand with his hands.
, Lu Yu told him that there are two ways to practice Iron Sand Palm, one is soft practice, which uses various techniques to cooperate with internal strength and thoughts. When you practice to a high level, you can break objects in the air and transfer energy through layers.
After one chapter, more than a dozen square bricks were completely broken, except for the top layer. If this hit a person, his internal organs would be shattered, and who would survive?
The other is hard training, which is to set up a big pot, put sand in it, then heat the sand, mix it with your hands, and use movements such as inserting palms and clapping to hone the skin and bones.
They are as strong as steel, and a powerful person can poke his hand into the opponent's stomach. These two training methods have their own advantages, but they are both called iron sand palm, and Gu Ruzhang is a soft training type.
"No, the martial arts senior you were talking about didn't beat a human, but a horse, a strong horse." Shang Kun was a little drunk. When he spoke, he began to rock back and forth, and his tongue began to curl. "And, he, too
, it’s not like putting black handprints on the horse’s body, it’s beating the horse with one palm until it bleeds from all seven holes.”
"But later someone dissected the horse, and the bones in the horse's chest were all black." Lu Yu continued.
"That's true." Shang Kun thought about it, "but it's definitely not Iron Sand Palm. The master said it wasn't. He said it should be a Taoist skill."
Lu Yu secretly laughed at the Dao sect's kung fu, this man still had some knowledge.
"Is it serious?" he asked.
"How should I put it? I can only say that he is still alive." Shang Kun looked at the small chandelier on the ceiling with some disappointment, "If it weren't for the injury of the old man, who would dare to step on it!"
"Let me tell you, your old man brought this on himself. Since they know Fujitora is so powerful, why do they still mess with him?" Xiaoqi asked in confusion.
"You don't know this. The whole current situation was shaken at that time. It was said that a big shot came from above and wanted to take action on the underworld. My master said that Fujitora had something in his hand at that time, and it was related to something.
Everyone's life and death depended on them."
"What the hell! What's so awesome?" The little fat man opened his mouth and couldn't even put an egg in it without scratching his tongue.
Shang Kun shook his head, "Master said he doesn't know, maybe it's this book."
"Book? Account book?" Xiaopang has watched too many movies.
"Blacklist." Xiao Qi also joined in the fun.
"Is it a book?" Lu Yu, who had been listening silently, straightened up and said the word "a book" very clearly.[
"Yes, it's a book." Shang Kun rolled his eyes and thought for a while.
So, there is still half a copy... Lu Yu frowned, what Fujitora handed him was indeed a broken book, but there was only half a copy... just a handwritten version of the Tao Te Ching pieced together in various fonts.
"Then how did he die?" Xiao Qi asked, imagining the appearance of the hero Qiao Feng.
"Let his men kill him."
"What a fool, plot against me?"
"Not necessarily. Fujitora was already seriously injured when he ran away. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a human being, right? It is said that he was killed by one of his female guardians." Shang Kun said with a burp.
"Hey, let me go and die on the bed~" Xiaopang has always been interested in dirty jokes.
"It's possible..." Xiao Qi nodded firmly. Among the people present, only Lu Yu didn't smile.
"Isn't there another person? Who is he?"
Shang Kun sat up and glanced at the guys in front of him one after another, "The God of Wealth."
"I like this name," Xiaopang Yile said, "I guess Zhang Kai likes it more! Haha."
"Don't talk nonsense, do you know who he is?" Shang Kun suddenly became more serious, "This is a boss, the most awesome, awesome, and awesome big shot. It is very likely that he is the boss behind Fujitora and Chihu.
." After saying that, he lay down on the chair and stopped talking.
"No more?" Xiaopang became excited after hearing this, but he stopped talking.
"No more." Shang Kun smiled a little apologetically, "This person is too mysterious. I don't know anything except that there is such a person."
"Have you never seen your master?" Lu Yu asked.
(From now on, there will be three updates every day, one chapter each at 7:00 am, 1:00 pm, and 6:00 pm. A senior strongly recommended it~~~ Please add it to your collection, please add it to your collection~~~)