Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

Looking at the berserk figure in the audience, Xia Mo suddenly wanted to cry because this was the second time she was saved by him.

I am afraid that he will never forget the sense of security that only he can give.

In a panic, he ran down the high platform and ran towards Chu Fan who was sitting on the ground panting slightly.

"Are you... injured?" Looking at the bleeding wound on Chu Fan's hand, Xia Mo felt her heart was in her throat, and asked as she pulled Chu Fan tightly with cold sweat in her hands.

"Small injury, it's okay!" Chu Fan feels very good now, he can clearly feel the growth of his own strength, and he has achieved a state of great strength because of the use of the silver-level heroic soul.

The increase in strength, speed, and vitality made Chu Fan feel full of strength.

"Xia Mo!" Although Xia Donghai was shocked by the strength of the young people in the field, his concern for his niece still made him walk over with a gloomy face, "Have you had enough trouble?"

"Second Uncle, I..." Xia Mo stammered instantly when he saw Xia Donghai, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Xia Donghai then cast his eyes on Chu Fan who was still sitting on the ground with a calm expression, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

His blood is majestic, he is not surprised by changes, and he does not know which hidden master of martial arts can train such an outstanding disciple.

Huang Zhankui walked in right after Xia Donghai, looked at the bleeding wound on Chu Fan's hand, his eyes froze, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "The bright energy is great, the blood is like pulp!"

"Ming Jin Dacheng?" Xia Donghai turned his head and looked at Huang Zhankui suspiciously.

"You can't go wrong. When the national art has been cultivated to the state of great strength, the blood that flows out is like hot magma. The color is bright and thick. The wound will condense quickly, and almost no healing medicine is needed." Huang Zhankui said with a solemn expression. All the characteristics of Ming Jin Dacheng are said.

"Hiss!" Xia Donghai took a deep breath, and turned his head to look at Chu Fan again with a more serious look in his eyes.

"It's wrong for you to kill people in the street." As soon as Xia Donghai said that, Huang Zhankui behind him and many members of the National Shield Bureau's special operations team were taken aback. When did the boss of the Donghai National Shield Bureau's Operations Division speak to a murderer in such a pleasant manner? Excuse me.

"I know, it will be changed in the future!" Chu Fan smiled gently at Xia Donghai, the bright smile couldn't be connected with Chu Fan who was like a berserk beast just now.

"Oh, come to my office to talk if you have time. I'll take Xia Mo away." Xia Donghai looked at Chu Fan who was still sitting on the ground meaningfully, and said again.

"Okay." Chu Fan stared at Xia Donghai and nodded without getting up.

Xia Donghai didn't speak anymore, stretched out his hand to pull Xia Mo, turned his head and walked out of the hall where he came.

Xia Mo looked at Chu Fan anxiously and wanted to say something, looked at Xia Donghai's serious eyes, but didn't say anything helplessly, so he had to follow Xia Donghai out.

Team members, you look at me, and I look at you.

"I'm not going to catch you now?"

"Grab a hammer, you a mallet, the boss is gone, I want to catch you!"

Huang Zhankui watched Xia Donghai take Xia Mo away, and many members of the special operations team also withdrew.

Then he tidied up his clothes, raised his hands and cupped his fists, put his shoulders and legs together, and gave Chu Fan a standard martial artist greeting.

Then he said with admiration: "Little brother, let's get acquainted. I, Huang Zhankui, is the president of the Donghai Martial Arts Association. Today, I saw the little brother's demeanor. I admire him very much. Can you lower the price and condescend to come to the association?"

Chu Fan stared at Huang Zhankui, who didn't look like a warrior at all, but looked like a businessman, and smiled slightly, "I've also heard the name of Donghai Martial Arts Association for a long time. If there is a chance, I will definitely come to ask for advice."

Chu Fan's words made Huang Zhankui blush a little. If the Donghai Martial Arts Association was really powerful and could make the boxing gym bully like that, they wouldn't dare to send people to challenge them.

Smiling embarrassingly, Huang Zhankui took out a business card from his arms, and handed it to Chu Fan respectfully with both hands, "I hope that my little brother will not hesitate to teach you, and I will sweep the bed and clean the room to welcome you."

Chu Fan stared at Huang Zhankui for a while, reached out to take the business card, and said calmly, "Okay."

Huang Zhankui looked at the gangsters who were still around, "They..."

Chu Fan waved his hand, "No problem!"

Huang Zhankui was taken aback for a moment, only then did he understand the meaning of Xia Donghai's slightly profound eyes just now, and at the same time sighed that Xia Donghai is indeed a veteran in the officialdom, and his ability to read words and demeanor is still a little tender.

After saluting Chu Fan again, Huang Zhankui turned around and walked outside without saying a word.

Many gangsters watched the big guys leave one after another, and then surrounded Chu Fan who was still sitting on the ground...

Xia Mo and Xia Donghai sat on the back seat of the special operations vehicle, lowered their heads and rubbed the corners of their clothes, not knowing what they were thinking.

Xia Donghai looked at the somewhat embarrassed niece, and sighed inwardly. The strict discipline he had on her was not the strict order of the old man in the family. Seeing her pitiful appearance now, he felt a little soft-hearted.

"Are you worried about your little boyfriend?" Xia Donghai suddenly said.

"Ah, no...no." Xia Mo was startled, and hurriedly replied.

"No, I wanted to go back and save him, but now it seems unnecessary!" Xia Donghai looked at Xia Mo jokingly.

"Ah, don't..." Xia Mo heard his second uncle say this, just about to refute, he suddenly raised his head to meet Shang Xia Donghai's playful eyes, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he turned his head to the side angrily.

"Okay, don't worry about that brat, he'll be fine." Xia Donghai stopped joking, looked at Xia Mo and said.

"Really?" Xia Mo quickly turned around and asked in surprise.

"When did Second Uncle lie to you? Don't look at that brat who is young and has fur better than a monkey. Do you know why he never stands up?" Xia Donghai said with a knowing look.

"Why?" Xia Mo stared at Xia Donghai curiously.

"Because he is showing weakness to the enemy. If I'm not mistaken, he should have just broken through to the realm of great strength, and his cultivation is not stable. He wants to use the hands of many gangsters to stabilize his cultivation." Xia Donghai affirmed replied.

"Ah, does the realm of martial arts still need to be stabilized?" Xia Mo stared at Xia Donghai with a puzzled expression.

"Although I have never practiced martial arts, I heard that every breakthrough in the state of martial arts is a re-sharpening of the whole body's blood. After the quenching is completed, it is necessary to go through a battle of the same level to stabilize the realm. The qi and blood are penetrating, so I presume that that stinky boy is playing with this idea." Xia Donghai said slowly.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Xia Mo finally let go of his heart, and heaved a sigh of relief.

What Xia Donghai didn't know was that his guess was only half right, or even less than half. Chu Fan's real intention was to complete the task of one against a hundred. He was afraid that if he didn't knock down all the gangsters, the system would Judgment task failed.

As for the stable realm, it does exist for people who practice martial arts.

But it is not that important to Chu Fan, because Chu Fan is a man with a system, his blood, speed, and strength will be permanently enhanced with each use of the heroic soul, and there will be no decline or loss of state.

Chu Fan stared at the crowd of gangsters who were slowly surrounding him, his eyes burst out with surprise again.

This is the value of loyalty, hit me, come harder.

Ten steps.

eight steps.

Five steps.

Getting closer and closer.

"Dangdang!"

When a gangster approached Chu Fan, he dropped his weapon.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There were constant sounds of weapons falling, and all the punks threw away their weapons.

Looking at Chu Fan, he bowed deeply at the same time.

"Thank you for saving your life."

The sound shook the hall for a long time.

Chu Fan looked at the many gangsters who were bowed and still not getting up in front of him, wanting to cry without tears.

Grandma's operation is as fierce as a tiger, and when I look back, I can only eat dirt.

With red eyes, he pulled over a gangster in front of him, "Hit me, hit me quickly, please hit me, please?"