His shoulders tightened suddenly, and his muscles collapsed. The sound suddenly came, and he had not discovered it within thirty steps. He could hide his ears and ears from such a distance. Bai Ze immediately knew that the person coming was definitely a master.

I slowly turned around, but I saw a middle-aged man two meters tall standing in the empty courtyard, with the place under my feet being almost twenty-six or seven steps away from me.

This middle-aged man's skeleton is extremely thick, with long hands and big feet, but the muscles on his body are not high and raised. Instead, they are streamlined from top to bottom, distributed in a streamlined manner throughout the body. When he moves a little, his muscles will flow in an orderly manner as if they are molten. Although they are very tall and strong, they will not give people any clumsy and slow movements. Instead, they are like a human-shaped cheetah. Although they are loose and slim and smiling, they are standing opposite each other with a smile. However, the fierce aura that comes to his face and the murderous temperament that never moves in his narrow eyes can be hidden from Bai Ze, a master who has already practiced boxing to his bones.

This man is also a soldier, and he killed ten times more people than the one just now.

Moreover, if you have iron sand palms in your hand, you will probably practice Baji and chop.

Bai Ze's eyes swept through the middle-aged man's shoulders, hands and ankles one after another, and immediately had his own judgment in his heart. People who practice boxing all had a very vicious look. When they glanced at him, they were concerned about some things that ordinary people would not pay attention to, such as calluses on the five fingers of their hands, the muscles behind their shoulders, the posture of standing naturally on their waists and hips and calves, etc. If you pay attention, you will find some clues from it, and thus you can tell what skill the other person has practiced and what level it has reached. It really has a very memorable taste.

Soldiers are born with a special temperament, and there are huge differences between soldiers who have killed others and soldiers who have never been to the battlefield. These can be seen from a person's eyes. However, the person in front of him is definitely not an ordinary soldier. His aura is cold and courageous, and his murderous aura is as strong as a ball of ice that cannot be dissolved.

I don’t know how many things this person has gone through. Bai Ze instinctively felt that in this person’s eyes, it seemed that living people and dead people were the same.

However, since Taoist Mu gave him this address and the person could call his own name, the relationship between the two parties must be quite good. Just a lesson from the past, Bai Ze was still a little prepared. Although the sirens outside were gone, looking from a distance, there were police officers on the pedestrian street.

"Are you Mogao Grottoes? This name is such a spoof." Bai Ze frowned, holding the business card, and his feet suddenly became light and soft. He raised his feet and fell gently. While walking forward slowly, he asked a question according to the name on the business card.

"Patriotic Health Commission"?

The two people came out from the front and back, obviously they were all military and had blood on their hands. How could such people be checked for hygiene? Moreover, the middle-aged man had strong energy and sharp eyes. His hands were covered with layers of yellow calluses. He had no nails on his ten fingers. He had obviously practiced the iron sand palm to a level that was enough to open a monument and crack a stone.

The momentum is condensed, which is much stronger than Hou San.

If this person really has bad intentions, even Bai Ze will never dare to underestimate him. He is destined to be a good fight.

He hesitated in his heart, so when Bai Ze walked around, he simply stepped on the "Tiger Crossing the Rail" boxing posture with the most murderous aura in his iron arm, and his whole body suddenly changed from inside to outside. As his footsteps slowly fell, his clothes were free of wind, and a fishy wind seemed to be rolled up from the ground, blowing the dust on the ground.

You should know that the pokes of his school was uploaded from Zhou Dong of the Song Dynasty. The biggest difference from most pokes of today is the core secret.

"Five steps and thirteen guns", the five steps are also the five boxing styles for practicing internal strength in the foot, divided into tigers, deer, bears, apes, birds, practicing muscles, bones, blood, and tempering the five internal organs. They were originally the secret of the unity of the inside and the outside, and were not purely the ancient external kung fu.

Unfortunately, because of the age, I don’t know which generation I have lost most of the “five steps and thirteen shots”. Even the Bai family’s ancestral house in Shanxi has not been fully obtained. Bai Ze has only practiced this step of “a tiger crossing the hill” since he was a child. He lacked the lightness of the deer-shaped body, the steadyness of the bear shape, the free and easy nature of the ape shape and the spirit of the bird shape. Over the past ten years, he has practiced this set of kung fu to be so fierce that it will be out of control.

Fortunately, Taoist Mu agreed to teach him Yuan Gong's boxing and sword, his own unique skills. In his spare time, he even poked his iron arm and taught him everything he knew. Unconsciously, he had completed all the five-step and thirteen guns that had been lost for many years. After only ten days, he came in a hurry. Bai Ze practiced Qi and boxing every day, and he didn't even have time to practice the technique of poking his feet again. So far, he has no time to practice the technique of poking feet again.

But even so, when he took a step, the middle-aged man on the other side, who was originally smiling, suddenly became cold. In his eyes, Bai Ze, who was only eighteen years old, obviously still had many immature and immature places on his body, but this step-by-step look always made him feel alarm bell ringing wildly. That feeling was as if he was on a mission back then, and was targeted by the five-meter-long Siberian tiger in Russia.

Yes, it's a tiger!!

At this time, Bai Ze raised his foot and gently fell down his foot step by step, looking silent, silent, bowed and shrugged, and was full of a human-shaped tiger. There was still more than ten or twenty steps away from each other, and there seemed to be a strong smell of fishy smell at the end of his nose.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's hair stood upside down, and his pupils in his eyes suddenly shrank like a needle tip. He couldn't help but retreat, his knees bent slightly, and a low roar was made from the depths of his throat. The moment the aura collided, causing him to get goosebumps all over his body.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm the one you're looking for...!"

The middle-aged man's muscles were as tense as steel wire. He was talking, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Ze, and he refused to move at all. "You are here to get things. I've prepared the things, right on the van over there!"

"Truck? What are you still equipped with a car?" Bai Ze was stunned, and his feet stopped immediately, slowly standing up straight. The pressure retreated like a tide, which also made the person on the other side relax.

"Good guy, how old are you? How did you practice this kung fu?" The middle-aged man named Mogao Grottoes immediately took a breath of vigor. His expression seemed to see a giant panda running around on the street, and his mouth was stuttering.

His big hand, as thick as a palm fan, reached over. Bai Ze could clearly see the calluses distributed inside and outside his entire palm. The metacarpal bones and finger bones had been polished like a whole piece of steel plate. The color of these hands was slightly yellow, and the texture of the muscle skin did not appear as a blue-black metallic color like that of ordinary people who practiced iron sand palms, but a vague sense of flesh color and elasticity.

From this point of view, the iron sand palm of the Mogao Grottoes has just reached the threshold of being extremely soft. When the kung fu arrives in the future, the qi and blood will penetrate the ends of the hair and can continuously nourish the dead skin and hard skin left by the practice of iron sand, nourishing the muscles and bones, and slowly restore the hands to the normal appearance.

At that point, this person's iron sand palm skills will be truly accomplished, and he can use external skills to achieve the same effect as internal martial arts.

"Occursed!"

Bai Ze blinked and reached out to hold it with him. As soon as the palms were closed, a crackling sound was immediately heard. The five fingers of Mogao Grottoes seemed to be mechanically pulled vise pliers, and huge power gathered in the center at the same time. The man's palm was several times larger than Bai Ze, and he practiced the strength of the iron sand palm in his hand. With a grasp, he had at least seven or eight hundred kilograms of strength, and he could crush the pebbles with one hand.

But under this grip, Bai Ze seemed to be prepared, and let Mogao Grottoes suddenly exert force. He twisted his wrist and his five fingers like steel claws, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and then pulled the opponent's palm, and then took out the entire palm.

At the same time, Mogao Grottoes also laughed and withdrew their hands, put their palms behind them quietly and flexed and stretched them hard. He had practiced for many years, and his iron hands could kill the running cows. He didn't feel hot when he grabbed the burnt iron block in his hand. He could grab the saber and dagger when he fought with someone. But just now, Bai Ze picked it up and some calluses were cut off, revealing the tender flesh inside, and the scorching pain.

For a moment, I couldn't help but be even more curious about Bai Ze. They claimed to be from the Patriotic Health Commission, but in fact they had other identities. The people in the department were either backbones of the military or talents with special abilities. In terms of staffing, they were absolutely impossible for ordinary people to access confidentiality. The department was distributed in various parts of the country and had its own huge and complete intelligence system.

Since Mogao Grottoes received a call from the Beijing Special Line a few days ago and were ordered to receive some things, they have investigated Bai Ze's identity as usual. Now they know Bai Ze's past more clearly than he himself. Naturally, they also know that Bai Ze had practiced the skills of poking feet, but it was obvious that he had underestimated Bai Ze's ability.

There are many practical skills in Chinese Kung Fu, which can use skill to break the power and soft to overcome hardness. Therefore, the confrontation and fighting between boxers often involve many aspects, and cannot distinguish between strength by strength. But if you just simply shake hands, strength is very important. If Bai Ze uses some techniques such as shrinking bones and folding bones to break free from his iron hand in an instant, Mogao Grottoes would not find it strange, but this 18-year-old boy directly broke the power with force and forced him to suffer a loss, which was shocking.

This shows that even if he starts his hand, he has always been proud of his iron sand palm, which is unsatisfactory and invincible, will be restrained by Bai Ze. The feeling of looking like a tiger just now is indeed true. Bai Ze is a dangerous person!!

Mogao Grottoes remembered again that his boss in the phone had never been solemnly explained, and he was even more and more careless about Bai Ze.

Even if he had already seen Sun Mingliang's miserable look on the ground, he would have turned a blind eye. People like him have experienced too many things. No matter how they think or how stormy the waves in their hearts, the expressions on their faces would not show any difference in front of outsiders.

As long as Sun Mingliang is not dead yet, even if he suffers a loss in this matter, there is no way to pursue it!

Of course, Bai Ze will not take the initiative to cause trouble now. Recently, he has been practicing internal martial arts hard and practicing qi every day, and has been able to generate wisdom through silence. His kung fu is becoming more and more harmonious, and he has become much calmer. He can see many things he has never noticed before in some ordinary small things. This Emei Mountain Patriotic Health Commission is definitely not a good place, not to mention that he just killed five people, and there are police outside. If he really wants to make a sound here, he will not bother him immediately.

For the sake of the present, I still have to take the things and leave as soon as possible!!

"Bai Ze, the things you want are specially transported from the capital. There are several large boxes, and you will definitely not be able to move them away by yourself. Let's go and have a look first. I'll ask a driver to help you transport them to your designated place."

“So many!”

I thought it was just a few simple things, but when I heard this, Bai Ze was stunned, nodded, and went to open the car door. Sure enough, I saw six or seven large and small boxes neatly stacked inside. I reached out and pulled one of them, which was at least three or four hundred kilograms. "I had to take a car to transport it!"

When he came back, Mogao Grottoes had called out a few people from the building, carried the stretcher and carried Sun Mingguang away on the ground. The driver also entered the cab. Bai Ze paused at his feet, but saw that Mogao Grottoes had always stood there without stopping, so he thanked him, said nothing more, got in the car and left.
Chapter completed!