Chapter 57

Shen Hao opened his eyes, and it was Zhang Tiejun's old face that caught his eyes.

"woke up!"

Seeing that Shen Hao woke up, Zhang Tiejun hurriedly greeted Su Qingwan.

She also hurried over.

Seeing Shen Hao lying weak on the bed, Su Qingwan felt distressed for a while.

"Wan'er, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

Su Qingwan's tone was full of blame: "Why didn't you tell us when you were hurt? If Uncle Zhang didn't come in time, I'm afraid something big will happen to you."

Shen Hao looked at Zhang Tiejun and thanked him solemnly.

"Thank you brother for saving me."

"You take a good rest first, I'll cook something for you."

After Su Qingwan finished speaking, she left, leaving the place to Shen Hao and the two of them.

Shen Hao asked: "Brother, what happened?"

Zhang Tiejun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Your wife told me about today's incident, presumably it was when you fought against Ye Fan that you left a hidden wound."

"After you went home, you devoured the snow lotus hastily. As a result, you couldn't bear the huge and pure ice energy of the snow lotus. That's why something went wrong."

Shen Hao looked puzzled: "Senior brother, I know my own body well, and there is no hidden injury! I fought against Ye Fan, and I was in control of the whole process, and I was indeed not injured."

After listening to Shen Hao's words, Zhang Tiejun fell into deep thought.

"That's because Ye Fan moved his fists and feet, and he poisoned himself!"

"And this kind of poison is delayed and won't attack immediately, so after you get home, you will swallow the snow lotus, and you can't bear it and faint."

Shen Hao was shocked, he was careless.

I thought Ye Fan was an upright man, but I didn't expect to use such a shameless trick.

"You left me your address last time, and I happened to have something to do today, so I came to look for you."

"The heavens have eyes too. I have an iron fist, and my life should not die. Let me save you."

"I just fed you my unique elixir. Just meditate and adjust your breath. In less than half an hour, you should be able to recover to a full extent."

Shen Hao sat up cross-legged as he said.

Zhang Tiejun didn't leave, and just stood aside to protect him.

Shen Hao felt a warm current flowing slowly in his lower abdomen.

It's this feeling again!

Shen Hao didn't have time to think too much, the healing was the most important thing at this moment.

Looking at Shen Hao's face, it gradually returned to rosy, and the energy around him lingered again.

He nodded in satisfaction.

As expected, he is someone I value, and his physique is also different from ordinary people.

Ten minutes later, Shen Hao opened his eyes again.

At this moment, there was a flame flickering in his eyes.

Hello Ye Fan!
Wait for me, I will make you pay the price.

"Brother, I have fully recovered. Please tell me what you came to see me for."

Zhang Tiejun looked at Shen Hao and said solemnly.

"Shen Hao, recently I received news that members of the Blood Knife Society have sneaked into Jinling City in order to compete for a treasure."

Blood Knife Club! ?

Shen Hao looked puzzled, not knowing what kind of organization this was.

But just from the name, you can tell that he is not a good person.

Zhang Tiejun sighed, and said reluctantly: "I didn't want to disturb you about this matter."

"But I'm old, I really can't do what I want, and I need a helper."

Shen Hao looked determined: "Senior Brother Zhang, don't be fooled. Since I inherited the inheritance of the Poshan Iron Fist School, I have to bear the corresponding responsibilities."

Zhang Tiejun nodded: "Good job, my old Zhang really saw the right person."

Immediately, he began to tell the secret of that period of martial arts.

The specific details were too bloody, and Shen Hao shuddered when he heard it.

In short, Blood Knife will be a very brutal organization.

Its members are also outlaws.

In addition, Zhang Tiejun received very little information.

"I still don't know why this blood knife meeting came here, and how many masters it brought here."

"Shen Hao, this trip is more or less a blessing. Up to now, you can quit without wading through this muddy water."

Shen Hao's gaze was firm: "Brother Zhang, needless to say, I will definitely go this time."

The two made up their minds.

After a brief meal at Shen Hao's home, he hurriedly set off.

Su Qingwan looked worried, she was still a little worried about Shen Hao's body.

After all, Shen Hao fainted suddenly at that moment, and his whole body was as cold as a piece of ice, which really frightened her.

But Shen Hao picked her up and turned her around three times, telling her that he was fine.

Now I have to go out with Senior Brother Zhang for a big event.

Although Su Qingwan was used to being a domineering president, after Shen Hao appeared, he could always help her solve many troubles.

Over time, she has become very dependent on Shen Hao in her heart.

Regarding Shen Hao's words, she naturally couldn't think of objecting, so she let him go.

Along the way, in order not to be so eye-catching.

Shen Hao didn't drive the pink Maserati, but chose the small Toyota that Zhang Tiejun drove.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

Zhang Tiejun replied: "The Blood Knife Society is huge and is an organization of villain warriors. We decent warriors naturally have our own organization."

"Heroes will!"

The car got off the elevated road, turned left and right in a small alley, and finally came to a dilapidated repair shop.

The huge iron gate opened, and Zhang Tiejun drove in directly.

Then, someone put a black cloth over the eyes of the two of them.

Shen Hao was a little displeased.

He glanced at Zhang Tiejun, who gave him a positive look.

Finally, the two were led along a winding road.

I should have taken the elevator halfway, and finally came to a dark hall.

In the hall, several people were already waiting.

Shen Hao glanced at them and found that he didn't recognize them all.

The one sitting in the first place was an old man with white hair and a childlike face.

The old man was dressed in a Tang suit and sat on a pear-blossom wooden chair.

His back was straight and his eyes were piercing.

If it weren't for his white beard and hair, it would be hard to see that he was an old man.

"Zhang Tiejun, I'm surprised that you can come. You are 67, you are an old bone. If you don't take good care of your boxing gym for the elderly, what are you doing here to die?"

Zhang Tiejun sneered: "Zhao Ting, you are so old, why are you still so energetic? You are ten years older than me, you are almost buried."

Mr. Zhao, who was sitting on the main seat, was not angry either.

Such is the style of conversation between the two.

"Okay, since everyone who should come has come, presumably those who didn't come will never come again, let's start today."

Mr. Zhao Ting scanned the venue and found that there were only four families present, including himself.

Can't help but sigh, people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is impermanent.

But now the blood knife meeting is so powerful that many people have no time to hide, so how dare they take the initiative to run into it?

Immediately, Mr. Zhao Ting cleared his throat and said loudly.

"This time, I, Zhao Ting, sent out the hero post. There are thirteen posts in total. Including my Thunder Knife, there are actually four posts."

"Old fellows, each of our sects will send a warrior to perform this mission instead of our sect, do you have any objections?"

(End of this chapter)

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