Tut, Author, Feng Jianguo, Economic Law Training Course, Hankyung University Press. Song Chengfeng looked at the crumpled cover and thought to himself, this book must be very famous, and everyone has borrowed it many times. He flipped to page 250 of the book according to the table of contents, and suddenly, a burst of black powder flew out of the page, which was very pungent, and suddenly made his eyes black.

"Damn, what is this!" Song Chengfeng only felt that his eyes were hot and painful, and then his head was dizzy, and his limbs were extremely sore, he held on to the bookshelf behind him, barely stood still, but the bookshelf behind him couldn't help it, and fell down all of a sudden.

"Whoosh-" Song Chengfeng only heard a gust of wind in his ears - something flew over! He listened to the sound to identify the position, and his body instinctively dodged, and then he heard two loud "bang" sounds, and the bookshelf on the side seemed to collapse completely, and hundreds of books on it crackled and fell to the ground.

Although Song Chengfeng was dizzy at this time and his eyes were almost invisible, he clearly heard the hurried footsteps of a person in front of him, accompanied by the sound of whirring wind!

Song Chengfeng seized the opportunity, stood still with both feet, and punched out, "bang" and collided with the palms of the comer, the moves on the palms of the people's hands were very soft, but the internal force was very huge, Song Chengfeng's whole person was shocked back two meters away, and his feet stepped on the books scattered all over the place.

At this time, the man did not move, and after a few seconds, only the sound of the man "clicking" bones was heard, like the sound of resetting bones after a broken hand. Good guy, this person's kung fu is not high, Fang Cai's palm is estimated to be all his strength, but Song Chengfeng himself only played less than two points of strength. However, even if he only used two points of force, he easily beat this guy to the point of dislocating his wrist.

"What kind of fame are you doing on horseback," Song Chengfeng stood still with his feet on horseback, kept his hands on guard, and said, "With such shallow skills, you are embarrassed to come and attack Lao Tzu? This morning, on the roof of the dormitory, you also threw that secret weapon!"

The man didn't speak, and in an instant, Song Chengfeng heard the sound of "whirring" from the left front again—the man was about to act again. This person seems to be an internal kung fu, and at this time he should be hovering his hands to accumulate strength, Song Chengfeng waited for a few seconds but did not hear the footsteps of this person, strange, why didn't he rush towards me?

"Whoosh whoosh-" I only heard the sound of a strong wind, and it seemed that countless hidden weapons flew towards me densely.

"I'll take the test!" Song Chengfeng reacted suddenly, then his feet were in the air, and with a strong jump, a backflip flipped to the back of the bookshelf behind him.

"Crackle-boom!" The dozens of hidden weapons all hit the bookshelf in front of him, and in an instant, the huge bookshelf collapsed, and the books, papers, and wooden bookshelves were all broken into pieces, and they fell on Song Chengfeng's body, crushing him to the ground.

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