C7 (2/2)

”Go back quickly, we need to report this to Master!” After Master came here, the Martial Arts Association paid a visit to Master. It was impossible for such a powerful figure to appear here! Now, not only had he appeared, but he had also suffered such a heavy injury. If he wanted to go to the supermarket to search for materials, he should be hiding from the pursuers! Something was going to happen! Something big was about to happen! Fast! Let's hurry up and go back! ”

Deng Fei never thought he could run so fast! Now that he was being dragged by Chang Ming, with some sort of seasoning being wrapped by his clothes and the flying sand blowing on his face, he didn't have the time to wipe it off. Even the 100-meter race of the Olympics that he watched on television wasn't as fast, not to mention that his senior brother was grabbing onto him as he ran!

The passersby only felt the two black shadows in front of them. With a gentle breeze, they turned around and saw that they had already run far away!

”What is this? ”Are you practicing running?”

”Who's practicing running on the main road? Aren't they afraid of getting hit by a car?”

”He really runs fast. When I was young, I could run so fast!”

How could the two of them still hear what the passersby were saying? After a ten-minute walk, he was led by his senior, Chang Ming, to the entrance of the dojo!

”Master! Master! Something had happened! Something big had happened! Master! ” Chang Ming, who was still at the doorway, shouted loudly. His shout was so loud that Deng Fei, who was standing behind him, felt dizzy from hearing the noise.

At this time, Pan Jiang was in the living room drinking tea and chatting with an old man. Zhang Qian and the others were standing on the side like good kids. When they heard Chang Ming's voice, they ran over in panic to see what had happened.

”What happened? Shouting like that! If something big happens, tell me about it! ” Unlike his other disciples, Pan Jiang didn't panic. He put down the teacup in his hand and smiled apologetically to the old man.

Chang Ming and Deng Fei sat paralyzed on the ground. Chang Ming was breathing heavily like a bellows. Running this fast was a huge burden for Chang Ming! But even so, he did not forget his new junior brother and pulled him along with him.

Deng Fei was in an even worse state. Even though he was led away by Chang Ming, his burden was no less than Chang Ming's. Although his physical fitness was good, he had never learned any martial arts from Chang Ming and was unable to sustain this level of running. Right now, he was curled up on the ground, the spices spilling all over the floor as he continuously vomited and vomited.

”Martial Spirit!” Injured! Chase after him! ”He's escaping!” Chang Ming said a few words. Every time he said it, Pan Jiang's expression changed. In the end, his face completely darkened!

”Where did you see it?” With a cold voice, Pan Jiang realized the seriousness of the situation!

”The Supermarket at the Crossroads … It looks like it's injured, it's buying something!” Behind Chang Ming, Lu Yuan was helping him comb through his breathing, and his speech finally came to an end.

”Elder Fan, looks like there's a problem here?”

”If it's really as your disciple said, then something big really happened! ”Looks like I'll have to keep this tea until next time.” Old man Fan was called Fan Shifu, the president of the local martial arts association. Today, he came to congratulate the opening of the martial arts school. He didn't expect to be the first person to know about what had happened in his world.

”Then I won't keep you any longer, you can go back to your work first. If there's anything you need my help with, feel free to ask!”

”Farewell!” Elder Fan left in a hurry, appearing to be in his eighties, walking with the wind.

”Looks like something really happened!” Zhu Di, go check out that supermarket Chang Ming told you about and see if there are any clues left. Remember, be careful! ”