I'm the only player

Chapter 227 [Dapeng Bolongtu]

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Director Zhang looked at his son with a bruised face and a confused expression. He thought that his son was the one who caused the shooting, but it turned out that it was not the case at all and had nothing to do with him.

"???"

Zhang Li couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard that. Why didn't I tell you earlier? You came in with a baseball bat and beat me with all your might. If I hadn't asked you why you beat me, you would still be swinging the bat with all your might.

"Come on, man, why are you crying? It's just a few beatings, can't your father forgive you?"

"!!!"

Zhang Xiaoba was shocked by Laozi's shamelessness. Who should forgive whom? Besides, what do you call the beating just now?
Believe it or not, I killed my father in the middle of the night!
"I'm going to be out for a while, you stay home and do your homework."

"Where?"

He didn't even bother to answer his son's question.

"Wipe your ass!"

If it weren't for you, the gangster called Wang Ge who blocked the man, would it have caused a shooting incident that shocked the entire Internet? If he didn't bail the man out from the police station, compensate him and shut him up, he, as a father, would definitely be implicated and criticized by many netizens.

At the gate of the Municipal Bureau, Director Zhang had just got out of the car when he saw his son’s classmate walking out with a man in his thirties.

"Mr. Yu?"

"Director Zhang?"

Obviously, the two people knew each other.

"You" Director Zhang looked at the muscular He Sheng, and his mouth twitched. If he remembered correctly, when the other party and his son went to the ring a few months ago, there was no such oppression and visual impact.

"Mr. He is a member of our fitness club. I was behind the two of them when the shooting happened. By the way, Mr. Zhang, are you here?" explained the man surnamed Yu, looking at him puzzledly.

"Hi, I saw the video on the Internet. By the way, Mr. He, this is the scholarship given to you by the school board." After saying that, Director Zhang took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

In response, He did not refuse, but took it with a smile on his face. Look, the money is coming. Of course, he knew why the other party gave him the money.

As there were outsiders present, I naturally couldn't say anything. I just smiled and nodded, with a look in my eyes that meant - don't worry, I understand.

"Then I won't bother you two anymore. I have something to do at the company. Goodbye." After he finished speaking, Director Zhang got back into the car and slowly drove away.

In the car, He Sheng spoke.

"Mr. Yu, you have been observing me for several months. What do you want from me? I have to state in advance that I have nothing but a house."

"Let's talk about it when we get there, don't worry." Mr. Yu shook his head and did not say it directly in the car. Instead, he nodded at the driver in front of him.

Fine.

After a while, we arrived at our destination.

"???"

Wow, you actually have a manor, and it's close to the city center. No wonder Lao Zhang is so kind to you, and even gives people the feeling that he is humble and modest. It turns out that you are really a giant.

"My grandfather spent money to build it, and it's been more than 20 years since then. Every year, it costs a lot of money to maintain it." After getting off the car, Mr. Yu led him into the villa.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a huge mural.

In the painting, there is a golden roc, with its sharp claws grabbing a green dragon in the water. The roc occupies two-thirds of the mural, while the green dragon and the sea water only occupy one-third.

Of the one-third of the area, most of it is seawater, and only a small part is carved with the Azure Dragon. From this perspective, the Dapeng bird is several times larger than the Azure Dragon.

"My ancestors once passed down a painting called "The Great Peng Fighting the Dragon". My grandfather invited the best painters and engravers in Da Chu to work together to create it.

Unfortunately, even the top masters cannot reproduce even one tenth of the charm of the family painting and calligraphy. Only those who have seen the original version of "The Great Peng Fights the Dragon" can feel the difference between the two. "

The two walked all the way to the restaurant, where a variety of delicious food was already placed on the table.

"Sit down and eat and talk."

"Mr. Yu, just speak frankly."

As He Sheng finished speaking, the servants in the room (no, according to today's words, they should be called nannies) left one by one, and closed the door of the restaurant.

“You are a talented person.”

"???"

In response to his face full of questions, Mr. Yu continued with a smile.

"The so-called talent, according to Buddhist terms, should be called wisdom. I have investigated your information. You are completely different from what you were like five months ago."

After a pause, he said again.

"And I've always been looking for talented people." Mr. Yu took a sip of wine, his expression full of memories. "When I was young, I traveled around the world and once met a man who punched through a steel plate with one punch!"

"At that moment, I suddenly realized what my lifelong pursuit was. Unfortunately, that person said I had no talent. And he told me a secret, a secret about my grandfather."

"He said he knew our Yu family and that I was the grandson of the Golden Winged Dapeng. I have lived with my grandfather since I was a child, but I didn't know that he had a nickname called the Golden Winged Dapeng.

The man said that my grandfather had two younger brothers, the second grandfather was the Tiangang Tiger, and the third grandfather was the Disha Monkey. Our family inherited the "Golden Peng Fighting the Dragon" from my great grandfather, and the other two grandfathers inherited the "Tiger Evil Tiangang" and "The Monkey Killing Life" respectively.

Come to think of it, I vaguely remember seeing those two pictures when I was a kid. One was a tiger descending a mountain made up of a sky full of stars, and the other was a ferocious monkey eating a man.

"Afterwards, I had a long conversation with that person and learned that our family is a very powerful martial artist. Let's call it a martial artist family for now. Grandpa's wealth, or the wealth of our entire family, is all due to the three pictures.

The man said that our family line was ruined because he had seen the "Golden Peng Fighting the Dragon". The divine will in it was vague and it was almost impossible to visualize it.

Regardless of whether the visualization is successful or not, it will be destroyed. After it is destroyed, there will be no second one in the world. Unless someone can inject the divine will of the same origin into it, so that it can be revitalized.

Unfortunately, my grandfather was not able to do it. None of my twelve uncles could inherit the map. For the sake of family peace, he personally wiped out all the enemies from the past, leaving no one alive, young or old, male or female.

I vaguely remember that when my grandfather passed away, he said that this might be God’s retribution. If he had let those old, weak and disabled people go, perhaps the family inheritance would not have been cut off.”

"I asked the man why my grandfather didn't inject the so-called divine will into the painting. He said that a person's divine will cannot be released easily.

If it was injected into the picture, then Grandpa would definitely not be able to completely eliminate all his former enemies. Originally, Grandpa had planned to kill all the enemies, and then inject divine will into the picture before his death, so that the "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture" could be passed down from generation to generation.

As a result, he miscalculated the enemy's strength, causing him to be seriously injured. In particular, his mental injury was extremely severe, and he was unable to inject his divine will into the map.

Before the man left, I asked him how to restore the painting. He told me to find a talented person. If luck is good, this person can understand the divine intention and the painting will not be destroyed.

Then when this person is about to die, and has not hurt his spirit, he can naturally make the picture rejuvenated. Or, offer him an irresistible condition, let him raise his spirit and then inject it into it.

However, once the divine will is injected into the "Dapeng Fighting Dragon Picture", all the cultivation will be completely destroyed. No one will be stupid enough to agree to it."

After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he stared at He Sheng with his eyes fixed.

"I hope Mr. He can lend me a helping hand. If you can understand, when your life is almost over, I will bring the "Dapeng Fighting the Dragon" heirloom in our family back to life.

Of course, if it doesn't work, then it proves that the fortune of our branch is like this, and it can't be forced. I won't blame Mr. He, and I will offer him a large sum of money afterwards. "The person's mouth twitched at this.

So, there really are masters in the modern world!
"Mr. Yu, how can you be sure that I can do it? And how do you judge that I am a talented person?" Everything must have some theoretical basis.

You can't think I'm talented and intelligent just because I gain weight quickly and kill people with one punch, right? Otherwise, you'd be too hasty.

"I once asked the man seriously, and he told me that when a person does things far beyond the ordinary, he is a talented person.

Mr. He, I want to say sorry to you. Ever since my gym manager said he met a strange guy, I started to investigate you.

Let's not talk about it first. You have a body of muscles but you don't use any technology. Just the beef you buy from the market every day is at least 200 kilograms a day.

Please tell me, what kind of super glutton can eat 200 kilograms of beef a day? The world-recognized glutton can eat 17 kilograms in one meal.

How about you? I heard from your neighbor that at 10pm, when I passed by your door, I could smell the aroma of meat. You have four meals a day, and each meal is 50 kilograms of beef.

Add to that your mystical muscle-building speed, and your record of dodging bullets at close range and then killing the man with one punch, who would believe you if you said you had no talent?

My secretary told me that the autopsy result of the deceased person showed that his heart exploded and the bones on the right side of his body were shattered into pieces. "

After Mr. Yu finished speaking, he stood up, walked in front of him, and knelt down with a plop.

"?"

No, what are you doing.

"I beg you, if it doesn't work, just tell me the amount and I'll give it to you with both hands. If God blesses our Yu family and it works, I'll give you whatever you want in the future as long as I can do it.

I will never forget the regretful look in my grandfather's eyes before he died. None of his dozen sons had any talent. And his many grandchildren were even more unbearable.

I have traveled all over the country for more than a decade. What kind of people have I not seen? Even those with the most tragic fates have never shown the kind of despair that my grandfather did, which is unforgettable.

I did all this just so that one day, I could give him an explanation after I go down. As long as the map is still there, the branch of the Golden Winged Dapeng will not be broken. "

Well, now that it has risen to such a high level, how can He Sheng refuse?

"Let's go, I'll go take a look at the picture. I have to say in advance that it may not work. No, it should be said that there is a 99% chance that it will not work. The man you mentioned said that there is very little divine power in the picture."

He Sheng had no hope at all. It was obvious that Yu was desperate and was looking for help from anyone. What was the difference between that and just asking for help from someone on the street?

"Thank you!" Mr. Yu jumped up from the ground with a thud, and hurried to the study on the second floor, pulling his hand. When they arrived at the destination, he carefully took out a safe that looked like it was specially customized for storing calligraphy and paintings.

"Didi didi didi."

After entering the password, the box opens, revealing a lifelike painting that looks as if it had just been taken off the machine and is brand new.

"This picture is at least 80 years old. It looked brand new when I was a kid, and decades later, it's still gorgeous."

"Ok?"

The man named He walked forward and looked at the painting carefully.

He actually vaguely felt three ideas from the painting.

In a trance, the world was spinning.

His vision changed!

Below is the sea.

However, in his eyes, the vast sea is just a small lake.

"I became a big roc?"

If you don’t become a great roc, you don’t know how great it is.

Zhuang Zhou said in his Zhuangzi: "There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun. Kun is so big that no one knows how many thousand miles it is. It changes into a bird, its name is Peng. Peng's back is so big that no one knows how many thousand miles it is. When it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky."

He now personally felt how big the so-called Dapeng was.

"Yin~~~"

A dragon roar was heard, but what came into view was a small loach.

It's not that he is belittling dragons, but from the perspective of the Dapeng bird, the Azure Dragon is at best the size of a loach. No wonder, in myths and legends, the Dapeng bird feeds on dragons.

But soon, his perspective changed again.

This time, it becomes a loach. Ah, it should be called Qinglong.

He looked up at the roc with its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, his face full of innocence.

The Peng bird swooped down, as fast as lightning. Almost in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of it. It struck out with its claws, grabbed its head and neck, and pulled it out of the water.

The next second, he seemed to transform into the sea, quietly watching the back of the Peng bird holding the Azure Dragon as it flew away. In the feeling of the sea, endless dragons were swimming on the seabed.

They seemed afraid to show their heads and were filled with fear.

In the blink of an eye, the perspective returns to the body.

The "Dapeng Fighting the Dragon" in the safe suddenly changed from brand new to gray, white and black, like a fake product that had faded in color, which shocked Mr. Yu.

Then, the gray, white, and black picture began to break into pieces. The tattered pieces seemed to be accelerating, decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye and turning into dust.

"boom!"

Mr. Yu closed the safe without saying a word.

Even if it turns to ashes, you must treasure it!

"Ugh!"

Mr. Yu looked up at the ceiling and sighed.

"It is God's will."

He did not mean to blame He Sheng. He had proposed everything himself. If he blamed others for the trouble, could he not afford to play? Since childhood, people with the surname Yu knew that if they could not afford to play, they should never play.

In response to this, the instigator of all this looked at Mr. Yu in surprise. Good guy, he has a good heart and did not get angry and say anything to him.

Speaking of which, it's really his fault that the painting "The Great Peng Fights the Dragon" turned gray.

Because he squeezed out all the divine will from the picture.

["Escape Plan" (Passive), "High School Knowledge" 3, "Natural Life and Earth Raising Method" 5, "Vajra Fist" 10, "Golden Roc Fighting Dragon" 3. ]

So it should be called Jinpeng!

(End of this chapter)