God-level veteran driver Wanjie system

"Hey, boy, what are you looking at!"

The burly man caught a glimpse of Su Chen's appraising gaze and stared back.

Su Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he asked, "Did someone break your arm?"

"I want you to take care of it!" The burly old man blushed and replied angrily.

Lin Wentao next to him knew that Master Zheng was coming soon, so he was in a good mood.

He took up the conversation and said to Su Chen: "Hmph, it seems that you were introduced by the old man Xu Feiyun, let me tell you about the situation, so that you don't even know how you died when you die."

Lin Wentao obviously looked down on Su Chen, and Xu Feiyun only said it to save face.

"My enemy fought with me in bars for women when I was young."

"Who am I, Lin Wentao? The third young master of the Lin family back then naturally wouldn't let him."

"We fought for that breath for months."

"I was young and energetic at the time, and I knew a few friends on the road, so I simply sent someone to chop him up. I thought he was dead when he disappeared behind him."

Lin Wentao recalled with disdain.

At that time, the Lin family was a top wealthy family in Yangcheng, and Lin Wentao was the third young master of the Lin family.

Lin Wentao didn't know the seriousness at that time, he indulged wantonly and offended many people.

Of course, the current Lin Wentao is often defiant.

"It's been almost 20 years since that incident. I never thought that not only did that guy not die, but he also came back after learning martial arts from overseas."

"He has come to see me twice, and several of my bodyguards were injured by him."

When Lin Wentao said this, he looked unhappy.

"If it weren't for the fact that my Lin family is not as good as it was then, so what if he is a master of internal boxing?"

He didn't regret what happened back then, but he didn't expect that the other party would seek revenge 20 years later, and now the Lin family could no longer help him.

This life-and-death appointment was actually forced by the family to accept it.

Because the problems of the Lin Song Group are very serious now, and there is no energy to help Lin Wentao deal with the enemies he attracted due to jealousy 20 years ago.

And this enemy is not only strong in force, but also has a strong business force behind it!

If they confront each other head-on in the market, Lin Song Group may collapse directly.

The burly and fractured bodyguard listened to Lin Wentao's description, with a look of concern on his face.

He also recalled, "That guy was really as fierce as a tiger. That day when he punched me, I subconsciously raised my hand to block it. How could I have imagined that the bone in my hand would be directly broken by the opponent."

"I'm not bragging. I also practice boxing on weekdays. It's no problem to blow a sandbag with one punch. I even dare to wrestle with bullies."

"It's just his punch..."

When the burly man said this, a look of fear appeared on his face.

"His punch was like a truck hitting him. If I hadn't been shocked and gave in half a step, I'm afraid not only one hand would be broken, but the sternum would also be broken."

Su Chen listened to what the burly bodyguard said, and estimated that person's strength in his heart.

He still doesn't know much about the world of internal boxing. He only knows that it is divided into several levels: entry, first glimpse, gradual improvement, and inner strength.

However, Su Chen has no specific idea of ​​what strengths are displayed at each level.

"It's not too difficult to break the bones of this big man's hand with one punch."

Su Chen carefully looked at the physique of the big man. Although he was much stronger than ordinary people, before Su Chen learned the Qishangquan, he could break the leg bones of Shen Luo's subordinates with the physique of his ancestor.

Now Su Chen has mastered the Seven Injury Fist, which can kill a war horse with one punch, and can even maneuver through the Mongolian army.

He doesn't know what level of strength he is now. Compared with the inner boxer, is he at the level of gradual improvement or the level of inner strength?
No matter what, from Su Chen's point of view, Lin Wentao's bodyguards were too weak, and they might not be able to test the opponent's details.

If it was him, Su Chen, if he was more ruthless, he could directly take the bodyguard's life.

If he was merciful, it would probably be the strength to break the opponent's hand bones.

Just as Su Chen was trying to figure out the strength of Lin Wentao's formidable enemy, a voice came from the direction of the door.

Before everyone arrives, the voice arrives first.

"The opponent is a master of internal boxing, so he can break your arm with one punch. What's so surprising about that?"

Everyone looked around, and it was a man in his 40s who was led into the garden of the villa by his servants.

This man was strong and imposing, and he was followed by two disciples in white military uniforms.

Lin Wentao's eyes lit up when he saw the visitor.

He went up to meet him and asked the other party to take a seat: "Master Zheng, you are here, please take a seat."

That Master Zheng was also humble, and sat directly on the main seat, with two disciples behind him, one on the left and one on the right, serving behind him, looking like a master.

After he took his seat, he immediately glanced at Su Chen who was sitting opposite, and said contemptuously, "Who is this little kid? Mr. Lin Wentao won't let the younger generation come to visit, right?"

At this time, besides Master Zheng, only Lin Wentao and Su Chen were seated at the tea table.

The housekeeper of the Lin family, Guo An, Lin Wentao's bodyguard, and his two apprentices of Master Zheng were all standing. Master Zheng naturally wondered why Su Chen could be equal to him.

"At this time, I don't have the heart to do any visits. This kid was sent by Xu Feiyun to help." Lin Wentao said with a smile.

Lin Wentao experienced family decline in the past 20 years, and his temper has restrained a lot.Now his wealth and life depend on this master Zheng, and his words are even more respectful.

"Hehe, what can a brat do to help? If you don't practice for seven or eight years, you won't be able to make a name for yourself in this internal boxing."

After listening to Lin Wentao's introduction to Su Chen, Master Zheng immediately withdrew his gaze from Su Chen, and didn't bother to take another look.

He turned to Lin Wentao and said, "By the way, I heard most of what you said just now, so your enemy is quite capable, and he is actually a master of internal boxing."

"Master Zheng, I was about to ask you, what is a master of internal boxing?"

Although Lin Wentao knew about ancient martial arts families, such as Xu Feiyun's hometown, he actually didn't know much about that circle.

He only knew that the masters of internal boxing were somewhat similar to the masters of internal martial arts in TV dramas, and the older they got, the hotter their kung fu became.

Then Master Zheng took a sip of tea, and introduced: "There is a saying: "Train the bones and skin outside, and train the breath inside. Our Chinese Kung Fu is divided into these two levels."

"External training, also known as external boxing, focuses on the explosive power and endurance of the muscle fascia. For example, for those professional boxers who play free combat, it is not impossible for one person to beat ten ordinary people."

"The thug behind you, Patriarch Shi, has an arm thicker than my thigh. Normally speaking, I can't beat him with three, but if I meet a master of internal boxing..."

Master Zheng changed the topic, and the hand holding the teacup slightly exerted force, and even crushed the ceramic teacup into powder!
"You said that no matter how muscular your arm is, is it as hard as this teacup?"

The powder from the broken teacup fell from Master Zheng's palm like an hourglass.

Lin Wentao and others were horrified when they saw this. This teacup is made of ceramics. Although the essence of ceramics is clay, it is not too hard, but how much force does it take to knead it into powder?

If this hand was held on their necks, it might crush their necks.

"This is the strength of a master of internal boxing? No wonder my retired bodyguards couldn't stop him. Fortunately, I found you, Master Zheng..."

Lin Wentao was both scared and rejoiced for a while.

Fortunately, he didn't face the enemy directly twice before, otherwise he didn't know how he died.