The Human Emperor

Chapter 247

"Buns, freshly baked buns, fresh and delicious, you are satisfied!"

In the morning, Yulong Street in Beijing, the fragrance is fragrant, people come and go, the crowds of people are constantly coming in and out of a restaurant, tea, buns.

On the east side of Yulong Street, in the steam of steamed buns, the signboard of a restaurant is looming in the steam.

"Yujing Building"!

Three words of black gold paint, quite a bit of elegant. The signboard was changed this morning, and it was changed with the signboard, and the owner of the restaurant.

But apart from the owner of the restaurant, other folks, the cook has not changed. So many people don't know that this restaurant has long been easy to change.

Even if some people noticed that the signboard has changed, they have not gone too far.

At this moment, Wang Chong is in this Yujing building.

In the best location of the second floor of the Yujing Building, the dealers and the Chih’s several big Hans sat on the ground and gorged. There were dozens of “steamers” on the ground, but on the table, more steamers were piled up. , stacked up, like a cage tower.

The dealer's iron ride, the pool home's iron guard are well-known, but this is the first time everyone saw their terrible food.

"almost!"

At the counter, Wang Chong slowly finished his training and opened his eyes.

There have been a few days since the last action. In these few days, Wang Chong did nothing. Just practicing in this Yujing building.

"Hey!"

A knock on the door sounded from the outside.

"come in."

Wang Chong faintly said that his head did not return.

The room door of Ya's room was pushed open. Outside the door was a black rain of the palace rain musk, carrying a steamed steamed buns and came in.

"The son."

Gong Yuyu carried the buns, sat down, put the cage in front of Wang Chong, and then took out a pair of chopsticks, carefully wiped it and handed it over.

"How's it going?"

Wang Chong took the black jade chopsticks and put a soup bag into his mouth. The soup bag is very soft, very thin, and with a bite, there is a thick soup that penetrates into the mouth, fresh and fragrant, full of lips full of teeth, swallowed, from the mouth to the stomach, a piece of Shutan.

Not bad!

Wang Chong nodded with satisfaction. I have eaten so many restaurants and tea shops. Finally, Wang Chong still feels that the soup bag here is the best.

There are so many restaurants in Beijing, and Wang Chong finally chose this one. This is an important reason.

For another reason -

This is also because Wang Chong really needs to have his own restaurant.

In the capital city, every time I go to other people's restaurants, shops, it is too swaying, and it is not convenient. After a long time, it will inevitably lead to careful attention.

If you have a restaurant of your own, whether it is to eat or practice, it is very convenient, at least, it is very convenient in hiding people's eyes and ears.

This is like the Yao family bought the "Guanghe Building". The latter always gave Wang Chong a deep impression.

Buying a restaurant of your own, sometimes it can't be measured by money alone.

"The son didn't expect it, our actions have already caught the attention of the Goguryeo people. Now more than the No. 1 base of Goguryeo, together with the base 2 and the base 3, all have increased their alert. It seems that the Goguryeo has already been on the side. A lot of suspicions."

Gong Yu Xiang Xiang sat on the ground, Christine. Even when she had to appear around Wang Chong, she paid great attention to using the light and shadow in the room, obstacles, screens and railings to cover herself, and try not to let outsiders notice themselves.

This is almost a hacker's instinct.

"Oh, there are no shortage of masters in Goguryeo. At least that little animal king is not a good person. We have killed so many people, even if others are not suspicious, it is estimated that he should also be suspicious."

Wang Chong faintly said, and picked up a soup bag and put it in his mouth. He looked at himself with ease and seemed to be in his calculations.

"However, this will not cause problems. The little beast Lin Wang is not a good class. He even dared to attack in the three training camps. If he gets his attention, I am afraid it is not good for us!"

Gong Yu's musk frowned, and some worried.

In the land of Datang, the little beast Lin Wang is a legend. He plans to be careful, his heart is hot and daring, but no one knows what he looks like.

This means that even if he passes by you, you don't know what he looks like. I don’t even know when he was killed by him.

"Haha, don't tell him so horrible. After all, he is just a person. It's just because we haven't seen him look like it, so it's so suspicious."

Wang Chong swallowed the soup bag and waved his hand, not thinking.

Mystery comes from the unknown, the same is true of fear!

Wang Chong knows that the little beast Lin Wang is definitely fascinated. However, this also shows that he is jealous.

Just as a hacker can't see the light, the Little Beast Lin is obviously the same.

If you know what the little king of the beast grows, everyone will not be so feared.

"...and, have you forgotten the martial arts that he transferred from Goguryeo? He took time and effort, and spent so much energy, not too small. At this time, he did not have the time to pay attention to these 'small pawns'. ”

Wang Chongton paused:

"And, if we do this, it may be a good thing, you can make a surprise, let him speed up the action!"

"When it is imaginary, it is imaginary." Wang Chong did not do this in the past few days. He also deliberately let the Goguryeo people not touch their own laws of action, so that they could not try to figure out and feel uneasy.

As long as these people are upset, they will definitely find ways to speed up their actions.

The so-called "busy mistakes", if any action is anxious, it will only be easy to leave flaws.

Gong Yu's fragrant frowning, sinking into silence, seems to be still thinking about the meaning of Wang Chong's words.

Wang Chong smiled and ignored it. He used a chopstick to pick up a soup bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

After practicing for one night, I didn’t think that at the time, I ended up practicing and quieting before I felt that I was hungry in my stomach.

While eating the soup bag, Wang Chong continued his practice of "Cangsheng Shushu" in his heart.

During the three days of rest, Wang Chong did nothing, and he tried to figure out "Cangsheng Shushu". At the beginning of this school, it was as fine as a gossamer.

When Wang Chong went down the mountain, he only practiced the thickness of his fingers. But now, thanks to the enthusiasm of the sucking, Wang Chong’s sorrowful swordsmanship has now been practiced to have four fingers and a width, and one shot is magnificent and powerful. Changhong is general.

Moreover, thanks to the ability of the 9th-order internal gas to be released from the vitality, Wang Chong can now release the swords and swords even if he does not use the sword, and the power will not be reduced.

"...this is a swordman!"

Wang Chong took a soup bag and secretly said.

Wang Chong used a gun in his life. This is the first time he has become a "swordsman." Although it is still an initial "swordsman", it is indeed a martial art person, and embarked on a completely different path.

"The predecessor's kendo is known as the first kendo in the world. Although it is the first layer of swordsmanship at the initial level, it can already break the suffocation of the real martial arts. But this power is still not enough. Nine turns, Jianqi has risen and shrunk into one turn, and must be trained to nine turns, it is really a sword. I have not even practiced a turn, and must continue to work hard."

Wang Chong looked up and his left hand unconsciously knocked on the table, one after another in his mind.

The swordsmanship of the cockroaches is as fine as a gossamer. After that, the strength grows, the swordsmanship continues to grow and become thicker, and the power will become larger and larger. When it reaches the dead point, it will start to be thicker and thinner. Sword gas is constantly compressed.

When the sword gas is changed from coarse to thin and becomes the size of the spider silk, it is called "one turn." After that is "two turns", "three turns"...

The power of Jianqi is proportional to the "number of revolutions". The higher the number of revolutions, the greater the power. After reaching nine turns, it is almost invincible and nothing can be resisted.

Even if there is no sword in the hand, there will be no difference in the nine-turn sword.

However, the higher the number of revolutions, the harder it is to practice, and as the number of revolutions increases, the color of the sword will change.

—— These are the feelings of Wang Chong’s smashing swords.

Wang Chong is still at the "half turn" point.

However, even this "semi-turn" sword is also wearing a golden crack, which is enough to pose a deadly threat to the strong man of the real world.

And this is the power of Su Zhengchen's Kendo!

"Go, go home and take a break. Some things should be dealt with."

After eating a cage of soup, Wang Chong sleeved his sleeves, pushed open the table, and stood up from the ground. It has been more than half a month since the Kunwu training camp came out. The Uzi steel weapons accumulated by Tuoba Guiyuan should also be dealt with.

Money is like water, how much is not enough!

Wang Chong knows that there are more places to spend money in the future. At present, Uzi steel weapons are the only place where he can earn income.

"Hey! How do you walk? No long eyes!"

I was about to leave, and suddenly, a commotion came from the street outside. When Wang Chong looked back, he saw a fat and fat businessman, with a few high-ranking hiring masters, pointing to a forty-year-old on the street, dressed in a sloppy, high-spirited head, red face , screaming.

Although the captive person looked down on it, Wang Chong only looked at it and saw it. This man is a master. When he walked, his feet were particularly stable, his shoulders were not shaking, and it was completely subconscious, not deliberate.

This is a habit that martial arts practice, a person who is high enough to form a certain degree.

The martial arts are precise and accurate, and the swordsmanship like Wang Chong must accurately hit a spider silk outside the ten feet.

As a master of martial arts, the hand can't shake.

When it is repaired to a certain height, this will become an instinct. This is not a problem of stability and stability. It is a person who has practiced this kind of realm. The hands, feet and body will be particularly stable, just like a tree stump growing there, which is completely different from the stability of ordinary people.

The difference between the two is different.

The people you see can be distinguished at a glance.

"This is asking for trouble!"

Wang Chong smiled and shook his head, and did not care. The capital is so big, conflicts like this will be there every day.

The lonely middle-aged man is obviously more powerful than the employer around the wealthy business. The rich businessman met him, and it was a kick to the iron plate. There was no accident. This guy might be beaten up.

Wang Chong did not care, and did not mean to intervene, and stepped forward to go outside.

However, after a few steps, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

"Hit, give me a fight!"

"What? I didn't even apologize when I hit someone. Don't leave it, call me, kill, Laozi is responsible!"

"Hey, I thought you were so powerful, so mad, so horizontal. It turned out to be a soft-footed shrimp, hey, waste one!"

......

The rich businessman sent a sly voice from the street. This time, not only Wang Chong, but even the Gong Yu Muxiang was surprised.

Two people turned their heads and looked out. I saw the lonely street, the middle-aged man who was considered a "master" by the two people was being knocked down to the ground and violent.

The guards of several wealthy businessmen surrounded him, punching and kicking like a squally shower. The lonely middle-aged man is like an ordinary person, and he has no resistance at all.

"what?"

It’s really strange that Wang Chong’s eyes flashed.

[National Day, apology is late! sweat! 】

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