Xia Lin walked side by side on the left side of Song Jian, glanced at Song Jian with his eyes slanted, and asked with a pouting voice: "Uncle, how did you know that Zhou Tong?"

"Is her name Zhou Tong? I only know now. A few days ago, I happened to meet her being robbed by a bad guy, so I shouted and scared away the bad guy. Now, I'll know you." Song Jian explained.

The two walked out of the east gate of Gusu University side by side. Not far from outside the gate was Song Jian's special car, the high-power Passat.

"Da da da da da..."

A chaotic footsteps came.

Xia Lin looked around curiously and saw a dozen tall boys running around and surrounded herself and Song Jian.

Charlene was shocked. This place was at the entrance of the school, and it was blue and blue. What were these guys doing? To rob or to rob?

"Mom, I'm bad for the last time, and I haven't blocked you. Today, you're too blind. You're so ugly. You hit me in my hand. Brothers, fuck him." The boy who spoke was Li Jian. He didn't talk nonsense. He pointed at Song Jian's nose and cursed a few times, waved his hand and greeted everyone. He kicked Song Jian first.

Song Jian pushed Xia Lin.

The boys around him did not make things difficult for Charlene. One of the boys pulled Charlene out of the crowd. He waved his fist and greeted Song Jian.

Although these people were all covered in their faces, Song Jian also knew that they must be Li Jian's group.

Song Jian is not very polite about such scumbags in college.

Li Jian kicked his legs, and Song Jian saw clearly. He suddenly caught Li Jian's ankle with both hands, slightly backward, removed the force, and then with the help of the power of kicking the ground with both legs, Song Jian turned his hands suddenly, pushed, and with a "swoosh", the tall Li Jian was thrown out of the crowd by Song Jian and fell to the ground.

The other dozen people were slightly stunned. Song Jian seized the opportunity and suddenly stepped forward. His right fist hit one of the boys' Qimen acupoints under the ribs. The boy felt his chest suddenly stagnant, and then a strong sense of pain rushed directly from the soles of his feet to his stomach.

"Aowu...aowu..." The boy covered his stomach and screamed.

Song Jian raised his foot again and kicked another boy hard in the crotch of the pants.

"Ao..."

The howling scream suddenly sounded.

Hearing this scream, the "masked people" around him were shocked and couldn't help but become a little timid.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Jian quickly escaped from the siege, winked at Xia Lin, and let Xia Lin get into the car.

Xia Lin looked at Song Jian blankly. She didn't expect that Song Jian would knock down three people in an instant, and he alone scared more than a dozen tall and big young men.

"Who else who doesn't have eyes wants to try?" Song Jian's eyes were shining with cold light and stared at the young man in front of him.

"Damn it! You guys are so scared that he is the only one!" Li Jian on the ground covered his ankles and squirted loudly.

Song Jian sneered and said, "I can destroy a hundred you alone."

As he said that, Song Jian rushed to Li Jian and kicked Li Jian in the stomach.

With a "bang", Li Jian's body slid out on the bluestone floor.

Song Jian flicked his clothes, then opened the car door casually and took Xia Lin away.

Ten young men standing on the ground looked at Song Jian blankly, and one of them said, "My grass, is this Tai Chi Master?"

Another person said, "It must be true. Did you not see him the first move, and then he would throw our captain like a dead dog when he twisted and turned?"

"Ah! Captain, I wonder how the captain is?"

The group of people finally thought of Li Jian who was beaten up by pain, so they quickly surrounded him, leaving only the poor ghost who was holding his crotch and wailing.

And just over a hundred meters away from the gate of Gusu University, a middle-aged man in sportswear was walking casually with a tennis racket.

After seeing Song Jian leave, the middle-aged man took out his cell phone and dialed the number.

"Hey, Brother Leopard, I've seen the target." The middle-aged man in sportswear chuckled.

"How is it?" The voice opposite was calm and cold.

"I think we were all deceived by him. He is not a drug addict. I think he is very healthy and has a little bit of effort." The middle-aged man shook the tennis racket in his hand, and while making a phone call, he stepped onto a motorcycle.

"Oh?" Brother Leopard on the other end of the phone fell silent, "Are you sure you see the child of the Song family?"

"Very sure."

"How about kung fu? How about kung fu?" asked Brother Leopard.

"Haha, it's quite like that. But, I can handle three of them by myself." The middle-aged man in sportswear sat on the motorcycle and spoke disdainfully.

"Okay, get him done as soon as possible. Remember, don't leave any tails left. The Song family still has some friends, be careful that they have seized our handle." After saying that, Brother Leopard hung up the phone.

"Hey, it's just a small business." The middle-aged man in the sportswear put on the phone, waved his hand casually, and the tennis racket in his hand fell accurately into the trash can forty meters away.

With a "boom!", the motorcycle hit the ground with one wheel and left in a speeding manner.

Above Passat, Song Jian's face was a little cold, and waves of dangerous feeling surged towards him.

Xia Lin turned her head and stared at Song Jian tightly, "Uncle, do you still know martial arts?"

"See a little bit." Song Jian spoke.

Xia Lin seemed to see that Song Jian was a little abnormal, so she leaned over and said, "Uncle, don't be afraid. Those people are all students. If you teach them a lesson this time, they will definitely be afraid."

Song Jian nodded slightly to Xia Lin, then continued to drive, and walked into a big circle before returning to his home in Jinxiu Home.

Song Jian knew that the danger he felt did not come from Li Jian and others. His danger came from another direction.

"Hey, I'm still too weak, and Wuji's fitness skills are not proficient enough. If the students today were not afraid of danger and rushed forward, they wouldn't be able to escape." Song Jian thought in a mess. Although Wuji's fitness skills were very clever, Song Jian practiced too little. In more than a month, it would be impossible for Song Jian to greatly increase his strength and transform himself.

Song Jian didn't care too much at first. After quietly solving Ma Teng, Song Jian felt that he was far from danger, so Song Jian just kept a low profile and didn't care too much about his own force.

But today, just when Song Jian was facing those students, Song Jian felt a chill on his back, as if he was staring at a poisonous snake. This feeling was the intuition brought by Song Jian after practicing Wuji fitness skills. Song Jian believed in his intuition very much.

"Can't delay any more," Song Jian made up his mind, "I must find the medicinal materials as soon as possible to refine marrow cleaning pills and bone forging pills."

Marrow-cleaning pills and bone-forging pills are both elixirs recorded in the third volume of the Ancient Real People Book. These elixirs are not elixirs for ascending immortals and becoming gods, but have the effect of completely stimulating the potential of the human body.

In fact, the popular "Huangdi Neijing" records the deeds of ancient real people. The first volume of the "Huangdi Neijing" is the "Ancient Innocence Theory", and there is a saying in it, "I heard that there were real people in ancient times who lifted the heaven and earth, grasped yin and yang, breathed the essence, and guarded the spirit, and had the same muscles, so they could live a life of the world without a dead end. This is the way of life." There is also a saying, "In the past, in Huangdi, they were born with gods, weak and able to speak, young and compliment, long and sharp, and ascend to heaven" and so on. In today's eyes, these remarks were just randomly fabricated by people who wrote books. After all, society is developing, and now people's lifespan is only seventy or eighty years old. In ancient times, people could not eat enough or wear warm, so how could they live hundreds of years?

But Song Jian understood that these words were not deliberately exaggerated by the author of "Huangdi Neijing", but because the cultivation methods of ancient people have long been lost.

And "Ancient Real People Book" was written by people of that era.

The Marrow Cleansing Pill and Bone Forging Pill that Song Jian wanted to refine were very effective. The Marrow Cleansing Pill can make people's blood vessels smooth, their internal organs plump, and thus avoid all diseases and their bodies are as light as swallows. The Bone Forging Pill can make people's bones and flesh strong and powerful as cows.

Back then, Song Jian secretly refined a bone-forging pill and gave the bone-forging pill to a child named Yue Fei. Now, from history books, Song Jian learned that Yue Fei had become a famous general and an eternal hero who loyally served the country. But no one knew that the reason why Yue Fei was so brave was that he had taken the bone-forging pill was inevitable.

If he could refine the marrow washing pill and bone forging pill, Song Jian would be able to transform himself in a short time and his strength would greatly increase. At that time, no matter how great the danger was, he could still deal with it.

Song Jian understood this and became secretly concerned. He immediately returned to his room and went to Baidu to check the various materials needed.

"Uncle, can you teach me martial arts?" Xia Lin ran outside Song Jian's bedroom wearing a pair of bamboo sandals, knocking on the door.

"If you don't have time and want to learn, get up early tomorrow morning and work boxing with me." Song Jian directly refused.

"snort!"

Charlene pouted towards the door of the room, then ran to the sofa in the living room to watch TV.

"Fortunately, the 108 medicinal materials needed for the marrow washing pill still exists now," Song Jian looked at the information on Baidu and breathed a sigh of relief. "Although there are a few rare flavors, they should be available, but they are a bit troublesome to prepare. However, this flavor of 100-year-old yam and Polygonum multiflorum is a bit difficult. First, it is difficult to find. Second, even if you find them, it probably takes a lot of money to buy them."

Song Jian closed Baidu casually. The most important thing he is to refine the marrow cleaning pill now. His body has been tortured by those poisonous powders. In addition, he lacked exercise since childhood and had to rely on the marrow cleaning pill to allow himself to go faster and further on the road to improving his physical and mental strength in the future.

"After lunch, go to Tongrentang to see what kind of flavors you can find," Song Jian said in his heart.
Chapter completed!