Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Fang Zheng didn't come back to his senses until he returned to his shop, Fang Ci. How could Zhou Ping let him go so easily?

Isn't it a hard-to-get trick?

"Don't leave Qu City recently. The Public Security Department may subpoena you at any time."

"be honest!"

"..."

Zhou Ping naturally didn't know what he was thinking. He said a few words with a gloomy face and then drove away, obviously unwilling to do so.

After watching the other party leave, Fang Zheng smiled casually:

"What the hell!"

No matter what, it's always good to come out.

He couldn't really close his eyes for several days, and he was always tense to respond to inquiries. He was already exhausted, and now he just wanted to have a good sleep.

This sleep lasts from day to night.

When the lanterns are turned on and night falls, the water in the bathroom pours out.

Fang Zheng closed his eyes and raised his head, letting the warm water wash over his body. It took away his fatigue and slowly restored his energy.

Naturally, the methods mentioned in the Hundred Days Foundation Building Method came to mind one by one.

The success is complete and the body is recreated...

"That's what it means!"

"No wonder the book emphatically records that once the Hundred Days Foundation Building Technique begins, it must not be interrupted. It turns out that when it is completed, there will be a great blessing."

"Recreate the same body!"

He lowered his head, slowly raised his arm, and clasped his fingers, feeling a sense of substantial strength arise spontaneously.

It seems that one punch can kill a tiger.

This is undoubtedly an illusion, but compared to before, his strength has definitely improved by leaps and bounds, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has been completely transformed.

"A change of energy and blood!"

Fang Zheng’s eyes were bright:

"Bone Forging Warrior!"

At the moment when the hundred days of foundation building was completed, he was completely transformed. Not only did he lay the foundation of his physical body, he also broke through the limitations of Qi and blood changes and became a true warrior.

Thanks to Chunyang Palace's Bone Strengthening Pill, among the three parts of skin, flesh, muscles, bones, and internal organs, Bone Strengthening was the first to break through.

"Although a hundred days of foundation building is good, it cannot achieve this effect. The reason why I am like this is because of the blessings of eating beef heart and the two worlds."

"And with the help of the weird lines on his wrist, he was able to achieve his current achievements."

"Compared with Wu Hai, now I am not only a warrior who has transformed from Qi and Blood to Qi and Blood, I am afraid that I am not far away from the second transformation of Qi and Blood. It can be said that I have reached the sky in one step."

Tight skin!

Strong muscles and bones!

The five internal organs are powerful!

Compared to the person I was a few days ago, I was like a child.

Walking out of the bathroom, he came barefoot to the window. Fang Zheng looked up and saw the bustling night scene of Qu City through the night sky, heading towards the most chaotic street.

*

*

*

Pai Street is also called Paifang Street.

It is said that in ancient times, the people who lived here were either rich or noble. The women were strict and the men were fond of studying. They were given many archways, hence the name.

Times have changed.

This place has long lost its former glory. The archway symbolizing chastity and moral character has been replaced with colorful signboards, and many bars and KTVs are gathered here.

The street girl blatantly solicits customers in front of the door.

There was a long queue in front of the nightclub. Many men and women dressed in different styles crowded in. The harsh and intense music filled the eardrums.

From the scholarly lintel to the custom street, it is ironic to say it.

Maimie Clubhouse.

I don’t know when it started, but all kinds of names started to come out, even for the biggest clubs in Pai Street.

Fang Zheng stood in front of the Mai Mi Club, raised his head and looked at the five-story building shrouded in various lights, his eyes showing contemplation.

Then he walked towards the door.

"gentlemen."

The handsome doorman stretched out his hand to stop him and said politely:

"Please show your membership card."

"Member card?" Fang Zheng tilted his head.

"Yes." The doorman nodded:

"We have a membership system here. If you are not a member, sorry you cannot enter. If you want to become a member, you need to be introduced by an old member. We do not handle it directly here."

Quite troublesome!

Fang Zheng said directly: "I'm looking for your boss."

"He Xuanping."

Qi Yuan was called the second boss by Dawei and others. Naturally, there was a big boss above him, He Xuanping.

"Congratulations, boss." The doorman's expression changed. Although the visitor was dressed in ordinary clothes, he was never good at calling the boss by his name.

He immediately said:

"You'd better call and have someone come out to pick you up."

"No need." Fang Zheng stepped forward:

"I'll go in and find him myself."

His movement made the doorman stumble back, and also made the two big guards behind him yell:

"For what?"

"stop!"

The two of them were running towards each other from left to right, grabbing with their hands. It looked like they had some skills in grappling, and they were not just using brute force.

Fang Zheng kept moving his feet and raised his hand to push gently.

"Peng!"

With great strength, the two big men flew up from the ground and hit the door panels on both sides heavily. They fell to the ground and groaned in pain, unable to get up for a while.

The doorman was about to scream, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets when he saw this.

They were two living people weighing over a hundred and several dozen kilograms. How come they were like dolls in front of each other, flying away as soon as they were pushed.

How much effort does this take?

Fang Zheng was also slightly stunned. He knew that his strength had improved rapidly after becoming a Qi and Blood Warrior, but he did not expect that he would be that strong.

He just wanted to push the two of them away, but they were pushed away.

If a martial arts practitioner who has built a foundation in a hundred days is as strong as the best in the world, his energy and blood will be as strong as the best in the world.

And he...

Obviously stronger!

Maybe the second change of qi and blood is nothing more than this.

Just slightly stunned, he continued to move forward.

…………

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The rapid beat of drums beats the beat, several musicians play on the stage with their heads bouncing, and colorful lights sweep back and forth across the club hall.

Men and women twisted their bodies under the guidance of the music, raising their hands and shouting from time to time, which received loud cheers from the people around them.

Smoke fills the air,

The smell of wine overflowed.

Passion and hormones intertwine and collide here.

Fang Zheng had also been to similar places to sing and perform, but now that he was walking there, he only felt that it was a little noisy, and it no longer had the same feeling as before.

The band came off the stage, replaced by a beautiful woman playing DJ, and the sound became louder and louder.

"friend."

Stopping at a booth surrounded by several people, he bent down and asked:

"Excuse me, do you know where Boss He is?"

"Boss He?" The other party raised his head drunkenly, stretched out his hand and pointed upward:

"The office is on the fourth floor, you can go and ask."

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome."

Very polite.

After glancing around, Fang Zheng walked towards the stairs.

There were four tall men in suits guarding the place upstairs. When they saw him coming up, they subconsciously stopped him. At this time, the doorman hurried over.

"it's him!"

The doorman yelled:

"He's not a member and just broke in."

"Um?"

The expressions of the four people changed drastically, and they rushed over without saying a word.

"roll!"

Fang stepped forward expressionlessly, moving his hands back and forth as if stirring straw. The two people who rushed to the front were thrown into the chaotic crowd.

As soon as their bodies leaned against each other, the remaining two people fell limply to the ground as if they had been hit by a stone.

"What are you doing?"

"Stop him!"

"Crash..."

Upstairs, a group of people roared and rushed over, some of whom were holding weapons similar to electric batons.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, he reached out and grabbed a two-meter-high porcelain ornament on the side, and swung it towards the person in front of him like a sledgehammer.

"Peng!"

“Boom, bang, bang…”

Along with a crisp sound, a group of people howled and screamed.

Fangzheng's body rushed forward, like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, punching, kicking, and wreaking havoc. Except for avoiding the electric baton, there was no enemy left.

"stop!"

At some point, a middle-aged man in a white suit appeared from behind. He looked at Fang Zheng for a moment, bowed slightly and said:

"Mr. Fang, the boss invites you."