Of course, it depends on the attitude of this young boy. If he is humble and polite, *Si may be able to make a good relationship with him. After all, if he is in their career, he may be required to be on these sects and families in the future. However, if he is arrogant and arrogant, Xun Si does not mind using some powerful means to let him enjoy the pain of being divided into muscles and bones.

Xun Si specializes in practicing the muscle-splitting and bone-splitting hands, which are two types: bone-splitting and bone-splitting methods, which are most suitable for single-on-one capture uniforms. It can be said that it is a professional skill passed down from the Six Gates lineage in ancient times. Whether it is to capture criminals or interrogate and torture, the muscle-splitting hands are a good choice.[]

When Song Lin walked in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh that Xun Sixuan was a good place. Even if he shouted loudly here, the sound would be much weaker when it reached the road outside. As for the fierce fighting, it would be blocked by the interlaced tree trunks. And it was just a small place, which was equivalent to taking advantage of the home court for masters who were good at close combat. And the woods here extended to the school courtyard wall, which was dense forest outside the courtyard wall, which was very hidden. So if you quickly retreated from the forest to the outside of the courtyard wall and then have vehicles waiting in advance on the mountains and forests, you can kidnap people seamlessly.

"Introduce yourself." Xun Si said straight to the point, his voice was neither cold nor hot.

It is neither salty nor light, nor yin nor sunny, which makes people feel uncomfortable to hear it. But this is exactly the effect that Xun Si pursues, which is more intimidating. People who are furious are not scary. What is scary is the kind of person who praises you and wants to kill you and is also expressionless, because it means that he can dominate your life and death, and your life and death are similar to something as simple as slapping a mosquito to death.

Who would be ecstatic to kill a mosquito? Of course, it is not ruled out that some poor and short mosquitoes even feel a sense of accomplishment.

"My name is Xun Si. I belong to the Special Martial Arts Group, which is specifically responsible for special criminals with martial arts skills or special abilities. Now there is a case that requires you to assist in the investigation. At a certain afternoon of a certain month of a certain month, a crazy pursuit and fight by martial artists appeared on a certain section of the road, causing accidents between two si cars and a bus, causing traffic to be paralyzed for a certain period of time, and causing a certain degree of panic in the hearts of the people, and criticized on the Internet, which seriously affected the social stability of the country. May I ask, is this case related to you?" A small leather notebook inlaid with a black shield appeared. Xun Si's eyes always stared at Song Lin, which seemed to be contemplative. This was his common deterrent method, which also made him see something from the changes in Song Lin's face, and was even more careful that the other party would jump over the wall.

Han Lin couldn't help but appreciate Xun Si's ability to do things, and slapped warmly to celebrate: "I can be found in just over a dozen hours. This spy team is indeed capable." Xun Si's face turned black: "It's the Special Martial Group!" He was not a person who could easily express his own emotions, but Song Lin's words were too unscrupulous. Starting from Xun Si's eating a bowl of rice, he had seen arrogant people and resisted arrest, but he had never seen anyone who dared to tease the Special Martial Group so blatantly. This made Xun Si really angry in an instant, as if he saw Song Lin throwing shit and urine on the black shield representing the Ministry of Security.

"That doesn't matter." Song Lin smiled indifferently: "What's important is how do you want to solve it?" "This is very important!" Xun Si emphasized that the anger in his heart was so great that it was difficult to suppress, but he knew how to do the serious work first. He snorted coldly and continued: "Since you admitted it, then tell me your name, teacher and origin, so that I can close the case."

"My name is Song Lin, and I am a master of a mysterious old man." Song Lin carried out the old man who had no one at all without hesitation. Anyway, he said so before, and he fooled him.

" "Who is this mysterious old man? What is the name?" Xun Si narrowed his eyes. He really made Song Lin's words foolish. Everyone knows that the small and big are hidden in the city. There are indeed many folk masters in the mountains and fields. There may also be masters in the market. The key is that no one knows who is the real master. Unless the master shows it himself, it is no different from ordinary people.

In fact, Xun Si believed this a little because if the disciples of those aristocratic families or sects had to give advice before going out. Even if they were to work hard, they would definitely try to be in a place with fewer people, and even to silence them. There were not many people like Song Lin who showed their skills in public.

But the key problem lies in the mysterious old man. Who is this old man?

How high is martial arts? Xun Si must figure it out that there may be two types of mysterious old men. One is the master who left the sect, and this kind of person has the most terrifying background. The other is that he is born in Nagano. Although this kind of person has no background, his martial arts is higher. But no matter which one is, it is harder to mess with those with sects, because they are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes! If you want to take revenge, where can you go to take revenge?

"I don't know what to call him, I always call him Grandpa.

"Song Lin pretended to be stupid and teased Xun Siwan. He didn't know that the country had such a department before, but now he encountered it, it is reasonable to think about it. It is because such a national department is restricting it, and it is difficult for ordinary talents to see these people with unique skills, otherwise wouldn't it be a mess?

So Song Lin was also thinking about how he should get along with Xun Si, or how he should get along with the country. Living in this world, it is impossible to circumvent the strong rule of the country, so he could only find a path to live in peace.

"" Xun Si stared at Song Lin depressedly, but found that Song Lin's eyes were clear and there was no trace of impurities, which made Xun Si feel a little suspicious. It wasn't that she doubted Song Lin, but she was wondering if she was thinking too much. It looked like Song Lin was like a boy who was not very experienced in the world.

But since she has joined the Special Martial Arts Group, the first thing she has to do is to step on her compassion. Xun Si decided to try it first. No matter what the wild path, there is always a root, and it can also be judged from Song Lin's skills to determine how good his teacher's kung fu is. In other words, if Song Lin played three-legged cat kung fu similar to "mountain palm", "turning palm", and "slashing dragon fist" that sounded shocking and ordinary, then the mysterious old man he mentioned was just a second-rate top master even if he had five or six years of skill.

Regarding the masters in the martial arts world, the special martial arts group has their own way of judging, the lowest level is that they are not as good as the level of "opening the bottle cap" that was used to perform in the martial arts world.

Further up is a third-rate master. Such third-rate masters fight against more than a dozen gangsters with bare hands and empty hand, just like cutting melons and vegetables. They are not considered real masters, or relatively excellent special forces. Second-rate masters are known as 100 enemies. They are no problem with 100 ordinary people. When they reach the point of a hundred enemies, they can compete with 100 people, and they can fight with 100 people, and they can fight with 100 people. They must be compared. If you have to compare them, Huo Yuanjia, Du Xinwu and Lu Zijian, the three heroes in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, belong to this level.

There were originally many second-rate masters in the country, but during the War of Resistance Against Japan, a large number of second-rate masters resisted by the enemy and were massacred by the enemy because they could not do anything to foreign guns and cannons with their fists and feet. After all, a person's power was limited. He only killed a few enemy troops, but a row of bullets shot from the other side directly knocked people into sieves. However, a few second-rate masters could not produce one, and at least one of them had to be out of thousands of people. There were also many second-rate masters who joined the army, but after joining the army, they were almost the same as ordinary people who picked up the rifle and fired, and many died on the battlefield. This was a huge loss of resources. You must know that second-rate masters are qualified to open martial arts schools and establish sects in the secular world.

Although first-class masters are powerful, they are even rarer. Only one or two second-class masters can produce one or two of them in thousands, let alone one or two of them. I don’t know if one of them can produce one of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people. At least Xun Si has not experienced it personally yet. There is a higher existence in first-class masters, that is, the level that Xun Si cannot get in touch.

Although Song Lin in front of him is young, he seems to be a second-rate master. Xun Si himself is also a second-rate master, but he has rich experience in fighting the enemy, so he believes that he can defeat Song Lin steadily, at least he will not lose.

"Then, I can give you a chance." Before taking action, Xun Si considered his words: "Since you have no doors and no sects, I can recommend you to the Special Martial Arts Group. But before that, I need to take the martial arts exam in the school. If I can meet my standards, the Special Martial Arts Group can open the door for you. How about it?" "It sounds good!" Song Sui asked with interest: "After entering the Special Martial Arts Group, I am considered a national civil servant? I don't need to take the civil service exam again, right? Where is the five insurances and one fund?

Whether it is a house or not..."

Xun Si is so calm and has a stroke in his mouth. Is this the current national situation?

Of course, what Song Lin cares about is not this, but his relationship with the country. The country will not allow particularly powerful individuals to exist, so he is now looking for an entry point for cooperation with the country. If he can become a national civil servant, what else should he be afraid of in this country? Even urban management can go sideways, let alone a very awesome department like the Special Wu Group?

Of course, it is not possible to be controlled by the state. But you can seek a cooperation method that everyone can accept and be qualified to propose cooperation. Then you must first demonstrate powerful but not outrageous martial arts...


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