Yan Feng was walking in a dark tunnel. The dim light in the middle of the tunnel kept flickering. Yan Feng walked carefully to the side, afraid that he would accidentally step on the mechanism in the wrong place and die! He kept cursing in his heart,'This damn old man, he even set up traps in this broken place. He's a disrespectful old bastard…' Soon, he reached the end.
In front of him was a metal door. On the right side of the door, there was a very special button. Yanfeng stretched out his small and delicate right hand. He pressed it lightly with his thumb.
" Yes." A computer synthesized voice sounded." Your fingerprints meet the requirements. Please verify your DNA."”Then, Yan Feng bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on it. He muttered,"Damn old man, you have to drip blood every time. Don't you know that my blood is very precious?!"”
If a professional saw this, their eyes would definitely fall out of their sockets. Mygod! This was truly high-tech, the style of a Hollywood movie!
"DNA is correct. Please come in."”The metal door slowly opened.
Yanfeng then walked in. Behind the door, it was wide open and the metal door closed.
An old man in casual clothes stood in front of Yanfeng and said with a smile,"Good disciple, you're back. "Go wash up first and change your beggar outfit. Look at what you've become. Do you still look like my disciple…" The old man began to nag non-stop.
"Old man, you still have the nerve to say that. Didn't you want me to experience life? It's not like I haven't been a beggar before. There's no need to experience being a beggar, right? Just let me enjoy life…"
Yanfeng also started to complain. He did not know what the old man was thinking. In the past six months, he had played countless roles. Today I'm a beggar, tomorrow I'll be a paperboy, and the day after tomorrow I'll be a porter at some construction site. Doesn't he know that I'm only 15 years old? I haven't reached the legal working age yet. This damned old man not only hired child labor, but he even tortured child labor…As he complained, he heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not have to be a gigolo.
"Alright, there will be a chance for you to enjoy life. Don't rush! You're only 15 years old now. You're still young. There will be plenty of time for you to enjoy yourself in the future. That's like an old man. She's almost buried, and she still has to take care of you, little brat.”
"Alright, alright…stop nagging. I'll go and wash up first.”Yan Feng walked to a door and pushed it open.
Behind the door, there was a high-class bath. On the clothes rack beside it, there was a set of white casual clothes. Yanfeng took off his beggar outfit and threw it into the trash can.
At the age of 15, he was malnourished when he was very young. Although his master had given him a lot of supplements in the past two years. However, that was the extent of her development…
He was only about 1.5 meters tall. He was not in a hurry. He was still young anyway. He would grow taller in the future. It was just that its body was relatively weak. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been kicked several meters away by a waiter. After all, what he had learned were all killing techniques.
Have you ever seen a killer fight with others? If his attack missed, he would flee a thousand miles away. This was what an assassin should do.
It had to be said that Yanfeng's skin was very good. She was very fair and had delicate facial features, paired with her fair skin. If she were to act, she would definitely be an idol. It was just that she was slightly shorter.
After washing up, Yanfeng picked up the white clothes beside him and put them on. He stood in front of a large mirror. He used his hand to push his fringe away and looked at the person in the mirror. He smiled, revealing his white teeth, and said to the person in the mirror,"Brother, you're so handsome. Hehe."
"Ugh! He had seen narcissistic people before, but he had never seen such narcissistic people. Kid, come out quickly. I have something to tell you." When the old man heard this from outside, he began to vomit.
"Old man, I know you're jealous of my good looks. Don't be like this. Handsomeness was innate and could not be changed. As for you, I wonder if you can compare to me if you go to Han Country for plastic surgery. Hehe." Yan Feng ignored his sarcasm and walked out.
He was wearing white casual clothes and had a devilish smile on his face. He was indeed quite handsome. He only took a closer look. Those silver eyes looked very demonic.
"Alright, old man, I don't have the time to bicker with you.”As he spoke, his face was solemn.
Yanfeng had lived with the old man for two years. She knew that the old man often pretended to be serious. He was still smiling mischievously.
Then, the two of them walked to the leather sofa and sat down. In the middle of the sofa was a tea table made of iron sandalwood. There was also a tea set on the tea table. Yanfeng elegantly picked up the teapot and brewed two cups of tea. He casually picked up a cup and took two sips before saying,"Tsk tsk, good tea. This is the best Longjing tea. Don't you usually drink inferior tea? Why was he so generous this time and started drinking top-grade Longjing tea? Did you take the wrong one?" Yanfeng knew that the old man loved tea as much as his life. However, he had enjoyed all the good tea by himself. Why was he sharing it this time? Could it be that he had a conscience?
"Brat, don't act like you've gotten a bargain. Unknowingly, you've been with me for two years, and you've learned a lot from me. Do you know why I adopted you back then?”At this point, the old man paused for a moment.
"Back then, I adopted you because someone asked me to.”Yanfeng began to feel that something was wrong. Why did the old man take the initiative to mention this matter? Every time she wanted to ask him about this, he would always change the topic…Could it be that he really had a conscience?
"It's best if you don't know now. When the time is right, I'll tell you who asked me to adopt you. As for teaching you the ability to kill people back then, it was only for your future life. However, your current level is still not up to standard. If you meet ordinary people, you can be considered an expert. If you met a real martial artist, you would be nothing but a little brat. There is another kind of person…sigh." The old man sighed.
The old man stretched out his delicate right hand, and a white energy visible to the eye surrounded his palm.
"There's another type of people, the ability users. That kind of person could kill you with one finger.”Yan Feng was already dumbfounded.
The old man's next words left Yanfeng at a loss.
"I know you were born with silver eyes. As for why I didn't answer your question back then, there was a reason for it.”
"Old man, what is a superpower? Just like Spiderman in the movies? Superman? Like in X-Men?" Yanfeng suddenly asked.
"Well, you can say that. Everyone has a superpower. The so-called special ability was to borrow the energy between heaven and earth. The reason why ordinary people did not have special abilities was that the energy they could borrow was too small, so small that it could be ignored.”
"What about martial arts? Were those abilities such as jumping on roofs and walking on walls and sword qi superpowers?”Yanfeng asked again.
"Kid, don't interrupt me. I'll tell you later." The old man paused and said,"Espers are mainly divided into two categories, the spiritual and the physical." The spiritual element relies on one's own spiritual power to control the energy between heaven and earth, while the physical element is a matter of physique. For example, the %% that you kept looking at before.
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