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Coulson: "Because of Chen Qi's astonishing achievements in World War II, various countries have launched research on Chinese ancient martial arts, and the world has ushered in a prosperous age of ancient martial arts. Director, according to our research, can the more powerful ancient martial arts be? What you get is blessing."

Nick Fury: "The Sophistry of the Taoist School of Fortune"

Colson: "Although it has no scientific basis, with the research on ancient Chinese martial arts, I am sure that it does exist."

Nick Fury: "What's your opinion?"

Coulson: "Maybe we can call Chen Qi."

Daxiamen,

In the courtyard, Chen Qi drank Coca-Cola with ice and gestured at the third floor of Huntian Yijue.

It's just that this fourth-level martial arts is too difficult, and he has never been able to find a breakthrough.

Without the vibranium steel sword by his side, his actual combat ability has been reduced by at least half, which is why he has temporarily settled down.

Xia Xianhe practiced his boxing skills there sweating profusely.

"Teacher, according to what you said, I have already punched Taizu Changquan a hundred times." Xia Xianhe panted, hoping that Chen Qi could teach him something else.

"Hit it a hundred times again." Chen Qi said calmly.

Xia Xianhe wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare, so he could only continue honestly.

In the past few days, Chen Qi told Xia Xianhe over and over again that in order to improve in martial arts, the foundation must be laid, especially in the study of first-level martial arts. Of course, these are all correct nonsense. In fact, Chen Qi was too lazy to teach Xia Xianhe and deliberately hid it.

During lunch time, Xia Xianhe finished his practice, which was also the time for him to deal with official matters.

Butler Tang Ru came over with the compiled information and reported it.

"Master, Wanda Real Estate has recently fired 56 Chinese workers without reason and hired white workers. The reason is that the wages of Chinese workers have increased, and by the way, they have curried favor with the white labor unions."

"You go gather your men, arrange a demonstration, select a few media outlets that are on our side, and block the entrance of Wanda Building for ten or eight days," Xia Xianhe said.

Tang Ru nodded and took out another piece of information: "Three days ago, a Chinese college student studying in the United States died in the school toilet. The case involved the son of a congressman and a rich man in the property industry. Because the Chinese college student's body There was a large amount of drug residue, and the police determined that the death was caused by drug abuse. However, according to the information from Daxiamen, the drugs were poured into the body after death."

After hearing this, Xia Xianhe's face darkened: "Since the law can't help them, let us enforce justice. Everyone who deserves to die will die. Send a few desperadoes with no information to deal with it."

Tang Ru nodded and went down. Although it was irrational to do so because it involved American congressmen, he did not stop him. As a doctor of law from Yale University, the reason why he stayed in Daxiamen and engaged in illegal activities was because Appreciate the unique justice of Xia Xianhe.

Chen Qi watched without saying anything. After spending the past few days together, he knew that Xia Xianhe had two hobbies, one was practicing martial arts and the other was safeguarding the rights and interests of the Chinese.

Xia Xianhe is a Chinese-American, but his roots are in China. Chen Qi was not touched by this.

Chen Qi was born in troubled times. When he was young, his family was exterminated by a warlord and he fled to the United States. In order to save himself, he defected to the US military. He has no sense of belonging. He only knows that he can survive only if he is strong.

After finishing the affairs, Xia Xianhe walked around the yard twice, feeling a little aggrieved. Probably Chen Qi hadn't taught him anything substantial in the past few days.

He took out an old secret book from his arms, with a cherished look in his eyes, and sat cross-legged under the shade of a tree to practice. Even though he knew this secret book by heart, he cherished it very much. Whenever he was depressed, he would take it out for practice because it was given by his family's benefactor.

"Bronze Man" Chen Qi was surprised, looking at Xia Xianhe's cross-sitting posture and the familiar secret book.

"Where did you get this secret book?" Chen Qi asked.

Xia Xianhe finished his training, "My grandfather passed it down, and the teacher knows it."

"What's your grandfather's name?"

"Xia Chu." Xia Xianhe said.

Xia Chu's grandson, Chen Qi was surprised. Xia Chu didn't say anything about him having a son back then. After thinking about it, he didn't want to affect his work for him. This loyalty should be commended.

"The foundation is pretty good. Now, I'll teach you a set of body skills." Chen Qi said.

Hearing this, Xia Xianhe's eyes flashed.

On this day, Chen Qi went to a newsstand on the streets of New York to buy a morning newspaper.

He has always had the habit of reading newspapers since he woke up from the snow in the polar regions. There are many things that he needs to understand in the 21st century.

He bought a newspaper and was about to leave when a young man wearing a skateboard, wearing headphones and wearing trendy clothes passed by.

When the two came into contact, the other person's hand quietly reached into Chen Qi's pocket.

Chen Qi's eyes turned cold, and his instinctive killing intent exploded. He grabbed the opponent's wrist, pulled it over, and threw him violently.

The skateboard flew to a place, and the young man screamed in pain.

Chen Qi slowly approached the young man in trendy clothes, frightening him so much that he kept crawling back.

Level 3 agent Abel, who was monitoring in the dark, hurriedly ran out to stop everything: "Mr. Chen, I am a SHIELD agent, and this is our intern. He just wanted to pass information to you."

Chen Qi noticed the mobile phone in the other person's hand. She must have wanted to put the mobile phone into his pocket just now.

"It seems that you, SHIELD, are not smart at what you do." Chen Qi said calmly.

Abel did not refute. He was only a level 3 agent and could not have access to top secrets. He was only responsible for delivering information. Unfortunately, a new person was sent by the branch today. He expected that he would just deliver information, so he asked a new person named Ethan to do it. Unexpectedly, The other party chose this stupid method.

Abel took the phone from Ethan and handed it to Chen Qi: "Only your fingerprint can open the phone. Just press and hold the ho button."

Chen Qi returned to the room, but he didn't expect SHIELD to assign him a mission so quickly.

He pressed the ho button and a message appeared directly on the screen.

"At 8:30 pm, New York Airport, go to the A3 VIP channel, board the plane in area h36, and go to Shuzhou, China, and wait for Agent Coulson's arrangements to find the sword immortal ancient martial arts."

Seeing Sword Immortal Gu Wu, Chen Qi was excited for a moment, but soon reason calmed him down.

SHIELD didn't hide anything and told him about the mission directly. They knew that they had robbed the US military's super soldier reagent, so they were so confident that they were not afraid of him losing control.

Chen Qi immediately searched for ancient Chinese weapons on the Internet and found that there were actually 20 kinds of ancient weapons published to the world, certified by the United Nations, and became the country's private property.

14 of them already belong to other countries and are no longer the property of China.

Chen Qi searched through the few ancient martial arts characteristics and guessed the levels of these 20 martial arts. There should be 6 second-level martial arts and 14 first-level martial arts.

These are all certified by the United Nations and revealed to the world. Chen Qi does not think that truly peerless martial arts will be certified by the United Nations. Therefore, the number of ancient martial arts in the world today is astonishing, and may far exceed what he knows.