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The moon was dark and the wind was high!

Lu Qinghou glanced at Big Mouth Li, who had fallen asleep after being tormented by the underground casino. Lu Qinghou left quietly, preparing to go to the underground casino and turn him upside down.

In order to prevent Lu Qinghou from escaping overnight, the owner of the underground casino, An Baofang, had already sent people to stand guard outside the restaurant where Lu Qinghou was staying.

However, An Baofang had clearly underestimated his strength. He had only sent three third-rate martial artists to keep an eye on him.

Lu Qinghou used Traceless Snow Steps.

"What just passed by my eyes?”

"It seems to be a figure."

"What figure? I think you're confused.”

The three people who were squatting there conversed with stunned expressions.

But then, the three of them felt a violent impact on the back of their heads.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

With three dull sounds, the three of them fell almost at the same time.

At the same time, a series of mechanical and cold electronic voices sounded in Lu Qinghou's mind.

"Ding…inferior martial arts talent successfully copied. Do you want to merge?”

"Ding, inferior staff technique talent has been successfully replicated. Do you want to fuse?”

"Ding…inferior martial arts talent successfully copied. Do you want to merge?”

...

These three people's aptitudes were all trash, but Lu Qinghou's consistent principle was that no matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat.

"Fuse!"

"Fuse!"

"Fuse!"

...

Lu Qinghou had fused these three talents, but it was useless. His talent still hadn't leveled up.

However, Lu Qinghou discovered that even if he did not upgrade his talent after the fusion, he could still forge a physical body.

To put it simply, the higher the grade of the talent, the greater the improvement of Lu Qinghou's physical body.

Lu Qinghou, who was now a low-level First Rated Warrior, had a terrifying physical strength of 1200 Jin.

After fusing the talents of these three people, Lu Qinghou realized that his body seemed to have grown stronger.

"Bang!" Lu Qinghou clenched his fists and felt the strength of his muscles.

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After dealing with the three of them, Lu Qinghou set off again. However, he suddenly remembered something and sneaked into the hotel again. He went to the kitchen and took some sesame oil, put it in a sheepskin bag, and a lighter.

Although Lu Qinghou's Traceless Treading in Snow had not reached the fourth level, he was only a few days away from breaking through.

"Hehe, how can there be less fire?"

After doing all this, Lu Qinghou set off again.

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In the underground casino.

Madam Qian's big brother, An Baofang, was currently resting in his room.

Suddenly, someone shouted,"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Chief, there's a fire!"

...

An Baofang was stunned when he heard this. He hurriedly stood up to investigate.

Lu Qinghou smiled as he looked at the raging flames.

On the other hand,'Lu Qinghou' who had changed into his night traveling suit was closely watching An Baofang's movements. It would be best if he could kill An Baofang in one strike.

Soon, Lu Qinghou saw An Baofang's figure in the dense crowd.

"Sou!" Lu Qinghou urged the zhenqi in his body to use Traceless Snow Steps. He turned into a phantom and took advantage of the chaos to attack An Baofang.

An Baofang's heart ached for the burnt underground casino, so he didn't notice Lu Qinghou behind him.

Until Lu Qinghou unleashed the fourth level of the Tidal Palm with all his might, the 'Surging Waves.'

A majestic palm force shot out toward An Baofang.

An Baofang didn't have time to dodge and was hit by the palm.

With such a palm force and Lu Qinghou's extraordinary physical strength, even a First Rated Warrior would have their bones and tendons broken if they were to take this palm strike head-on.

"Clang!" To Lu Qinghou's surprise, his fierce palm force seemed to have hit steel.

That's right!

He was Madam Qian's elder brother, so there was no reason for him not to know the Thirteen Gangsters Golden Bell Shield.

Indeed!

An Baofang also knew Thirteen Gangsters Golden Bell Shield, but his meat shield talent was not as high as Madam Qian's.

"Puff!" Although An Baofang had mastered the Thirteen Guardians Golden Bell Shield, he was still knocked back a few steps by Lu Qinghou and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Who is it?"

"You actually dare to stir up trouble in the head of the dragon.”

An Baofang looked at Lu Qinghou coldly.

Lu Qinghou naturally wouldn't say anything. He once again unleashed the Tidal Wave Palm, and the violent palm force once again struck toward An Baofang.

An Baofang sneered and unleashed Penetrating Fist.

One punch and one palm!

They collided.

The deep voice sounded continuously!

The two of them began to fight. As a Middle First Rated Warrior, An Baofang's inner force was much stronger than Lu Qinghou's, but Lu Qinghou's physical strength was not something An Baofang could compare to.

After dozens of rounds, the two of them were still evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.

This made An Baofang very surprised. The other party was a small realm lower than him, but he could actually fight evenly with him. Who was he?

Could it be the constable of Six Fan School who came to Eighteen Mile Shop recently?

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