Chapter 3 chapter 2

Watching the battle at the top of Yushan also caused a change in Old Tang's heart. How many people in the world have higher martial arts than Old Tang, Old Tang doesn't know, and he doesn't care that much.What Old Tang pursued was his self-satisfied martial arts, not the dominance of defeating the heroes of the world. Because of this, Tang Lang didn't have any special thoughts about the so-called "strongest" vampire legend. He only knew that Lao Tie, who was three chips worse than himself, was definitely not his opponent.When he said he was going to collect the corpse, he was really going to collect the corpse, and he didn't have any intention of helping him.

But the vampire called Shangguan who wields a throwing knife is really admirable. The practice of Lao Tie sandwiching the advertisement-like battle post in the "Apple Daily" is so stupid that it is almost ridiculous, but even so, the man climbed up Yushan with respect, and bet on the opportunity to compete with the sunrise. For his life, he fought a veritable death fight with Lao Tie. That extremely casual demeanor of a warrior is not inferior to his extremely fast throwing knives. "How could there be such a person in this world?" Old Tang looked at the dull flying knife on Old Tie's neck and clicked his tongue.

After Lao Tie died, a secret police chief nicknamed "Goat" often came to see Lao Tang for tea. Goat was a thin, middle-aged man with a goatee, a figure in the top ranks of the secret police and an old chief of many vampire hunters.The goat's hand and foot skills are not good, and the marksmanship is only average, but the goat is indeed an important role in the grasp of information and the use of police resources. I often hear many hunters admire Old Tang's Tanglang boxing kung fu, Bole is like a goat, and he has long wanted to recruit Old Tang.But Old Tang has always been reclusive in the city, only thinking about his own boxing skills, but has no intention of working for any organization.

The goat is well versed in the reasons for not being in a hurry, so he didn't seriously persuade him, but the chat was fine. Three years ago, it was night. Lukang Courtyard. "I've seen Shangguan, what do you think?" The goat was burning tea. "I can't catch his throwing knives, but his fists..." Old Tang said, lost in thought. The battle from a year ago is still vivid. "I heard from a few hunters who fought against him that Shangguan's martial arts were only to the point of winning a move, but he never lost. Is this true?" the goat said, and the tea gradually boiled.

"I think it's true. When Shangguan was fighting Laotie, I watched and thought, if Laotie switched positions with me immediately, I would definitely be able to knock down Shangguan within twenty strokes." Old Tang recall. "But?" the goat smiled. "However, if I really fight with Shangguan, I think his fists and feet will beat me by a hair, and then he will scratch me and flatten me to the ground, and finally a knife will fly from the sky and kill me. His little life is firmly nailed to Shanguang. There is no unexpected result... everyone will only lose one move." Old Tang frowned, but there was no dissatisfaction on his expression.

"It's just like the combination of Xiao Li Feidao and Chu Liuxiang in Gu Long's novel." The goat laughed. Goat had already guessed Lao Tang's understanding of Shangguan's "strength and weakness". After all, this was also the evaluation of Shangguan by his good friend, the president of the Hunter Association, Ma Long. "At least, from now on, my martial arts finally have some direction, but I don't know exactly what direction, hey." Old Tang thoughtfully, watching the young Chen Musheng fall asleep under the big tree. "If the direction of martial arts, sir, turns to the path that I have always hoped for my husband's cooperation, please don't forget to serve the country and society." The goat smiled and poured tea.

The goat knows that he will eventually get what he wants. Finally, three years later. When groping for the fuzzy direction of martial arts, the idea of ​​"hope to become stronger" was poured into his hard-working practice. Compared with the time when he watched the battle on the top of Yushan, Old Tang's Mantis Boxing has been strengthened and deepened. He suddenly wanted to know an answer. "goat." "?" "Let me go undercover next to Shangguan."