The Sims of the Realms

Chapter 87 Feng Yuxiu 【Request a ticket】

Lin Weiran carefully repaired the skeleton.

It is also a traditional craftsman.

"Captain! The suspect was found at the back door of the art museum. He is 1.7 meters five, crippled, and is trying to enter the art museum with a hood covering his face."

The voices of the team members came from the headset.

Lin Weiran paused, and Feng Yuxiu arrived, "Stay where you are, if the suspect looks at you, don't look at him."

When a martial artist has practiced kung fu to a certain level, the five senses of the human body will become extremely sharp, and the hearing and eyesight will surpass ordinary times.

This is not alarmist talk, there is an old saying in Chinese martial arts, before the golden wind blows, the cicadas will be aware of it, and they will not know if they are impermanent.

A person like Feng Yuxiu has practiced kung fu to the bone. Although Lin Weiran is confident that he is not his opponent, he may be more talented in perceiving danger.

"Captain, the suspect has entered the art museum and is approaching the art exhibition hall." Tan Furong's voice came from the headset.

Lin Weiran commanded in a low voice: "Continue to stand by. The suspect is a master of martial arts. He may be proficient in concealed weapons. Within seven steps, the gun is not as fast as him."

"Captain, my gun is fast and accurate!"

Tan Furong's confident voice came from the headset.

"Stop talking nonsense. He like you can beat ten of them. If you don't want your wife to use your pension to give birth to other men, just be honest."

Lin Weiran said bluntly.

"Captain, go further and that's where you are. If he is really a suspect, I suggest that the captain call the Flying Tigers for support." Someone reminded Lin Weiran.

"Flying Tigers? There's no need for that. Listen to me. The suspect is not my match. If the suspect appears in my sight, I will personally arrest him!"

"Roger that!"

Lin Weiran waited quietly. A few minutes later, before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and a slightly hoarse voice echoed continuously in the art gallery.

"More than ten years ago, there was a man named Tan Jingyao, whose kicks were all over Asia, and he was recognized as the No.1 kicker, known as the king of northern legs.

Afterwards, he quit martial arts and became an artist, and his younger generation named Yu Xiute to ask for advice. Today, we are not only competing, but also deciding whether to live or die! "

As soon as the words were finished, a figure appeared in front of him, Lin Weiran raised his head and glanced, Feng Yuxiu clasped his fists and stared at himself.

To Lin Weiran's surprise, Feng Yuxiu's eyes were unusually clear. His dedication to martial arts reminded Lin Weiran of a person.

But the two are quite different.

"You beat Mai Rongen to death, and you challenged me again. Why? Don't you know that there are people who are more powerful than Mai Rongen?
Even the legwork is better than mine.

Three years ago, we were the best in martial arts, but three years later we are not the strongest, why don't you challenge a more powerful opponent?
Don't they only bully the weak and fear the hard? "

Lin Weiran asked loudly.

Sure enough, confusion flashed across Feng Yuxiu's eyes, "Aren't your kicks the best in today's martial arts world?"

Lin Weiran said leisurely: "Of course not, look at my long legs, they are white and long, with thin skin and tender flesh."

Speaking of which, Lin Weiran stood up and showed off her thighs, and even stroked them from top to bottom. Tan Furong and others who were hiding in the dark were so eye-catching.

Feng Yuxiu was at a loss for words.

"Brother, I haven't practiced legwork for several years, kung fu is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, you should understand this truth.

Who asked you to challenge me?

He must be trying to use you! "

Lin Weiran tentatively asked Feng Yuxiu.

Unexpectedly, not only was Feng Yuxiu not fooled, but he said: "I never thought that the former King of the North Legs has sunk to this point.

What a disgrace to martial arts!
Kung fu is a killing technique, it is used to kill people. People like you are not worthy of practicing martial arts, nor worthy of living. I will kill you! "

Feng Yuxiu kicked hard with one foot and went straight to Lin Weiran, Lin Weiran looked down, and Feng Yuxiu's legs were naturally incomplete.

He is lame, wearing high heels on one foot, and he has practiced kung fu to this level, which is really amazing.

But this still cannot defeat Lin Weiran.

Lin Weiran's eyes were slightly fixed, and his toes were firmly grasping the ground. When Feng Yuxiu approached, he lifted up from the ground with all his strength, and his legs were like lightning in an instant.

A kick sent Feng Yuxiu flying.

It seems that Huoyun evil god kicked away the immortal and heroic couple. I have to say that if he is equipped with a pair of slippers, it will have a kung fu inner flavor.

Feng Yuxiu was kicked down, turned over with a kite, and landed firmly, Lin Weiran then jumped down and kicked it with three legs in the air, it was shocking.

Sealed and used in manicure.

Finally got kicked in the chest.

"Okay! As expected of the King of the North Legs, today we will decide whether to compete or not!" Feng Yuxiu's fiery gaze made Lin Weiran very regretful.

"Feng Yuxiu, you can't escape in front of me." Lin Weiran made another move, this time he actually used the kung fu of poking the door.

Yuhuan steps, mandarin duck legs!

Feng Yuxiu retreated steadily, there was no suspense at all, after all, the force value in this world was no higher than that of Bruce Lee's legendary world.

Lin Weiran won five mixed martial arts championships consecutively. Feng Yuxiu only defeated a few second-tier fighters, and he was still too far away from being number one in the world.

Feng Yu repaired his legs and failed to attack, so he suddenly used his punches and wind gusts to attack Lin Weiran's temples, lower yin and other vital places.

"Fist? I happen to know a little too!"

Lin Weiran seemed to have taken root under his feet, he pinched the sheep and the horse with two words, and took two and a half steps forward, using Wing Chun boxing to strike first, attacking instead of defending, continuous elimination and strikes.

Snapped!Lin Weiran suddenly slapped his face with a palm, and there was an anti-shock force in his hand. I heard that Feng Yuxiu used very thick sea salt to rub his face, making it thick and durable.

Sure enough.

After more than ten rounds, Feng Yuxiu was overwhelmed.

Following a blow of the index finger, it hit his throat directly, but Lin Weiran suddenly withdrew his strength, and the index finger pressed tightly against Feng Yuxiu's throat.

Feng Yuxiu didn't dare to act rashly.

Because Lin Weiran could break his throat at any time, Feng Yuxiu was hanged and beaten in terms of kicks, and Feng Yuxiu was also hanged and beaten in terms of boxing skills.

This is the gap between the two.

"You're not Tan Jingyao! He doesn't practice Wing Chun, who the hell are you?" Feng Yuxiu showed an unbelievable expression for the first time.

"Captain Lin Weiran of the Serious Crime Squad, an unknown person, Feng Yuxiu, because you are suspected of murdering Mai Rongen, come with me to the bureau!"

"How could the police be so skilled?" Feng Yuxiu still couldn't believe it, when Lin Weiran suddenly heard a voice in his headset.

"Captain! Officer Lu brought someone over, they insisted on going in... Captain... I didn't stop them, they are approaching!"

Lin Weiran looked normal.

Xia Houwu and Lu Xuanxin ran over one after the other, Feng Yuxiu also noticed it, and suddenly flipped his wrist when he thought there was an opportunity!
The swallow in front of the hall flew out.

Tangqianyan is both a symbol of the loser and a hidden weapon. There are many people who know kung fu, but there are not many people who can use hidden weapons.

Feng Yuxiu is an all-rounder.

"It's just that you are inferior to me!" Lin Weiran, who had been guarding against this move for a long time, flew out the steel card without hesitation.

A crisp "ding" sounded.

Tangqian Yan was cut in half by a steel plate!

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