Ever since he had power and a goal.
For the past few days, Zhang Yi had been wearing black clothes and covering his face every night.
He would run around in the dark and windy China Town. During his break, he would practice the twelve consecutive palm moves he had learned in his dreams.
At night, he would meditate to practice the Golden Core Technique and train his Qi-Jin.
In just a few days, with the help of chivalrous justice, he had achieved twice the result with half the effort.
Now, he had a strength of 10,000 Jin, which was five tons.
His small eleven-year-old body was already covered in muscles.
Of course, he wasn't an explosive muscular man.
He was less than 1.4 meters tall, and his height was only between 1.3 to 1.4 meters.
The muscles on his entire body were too…
Moreover, the muscular man was also in conflict with his current appearance.
Cultivation was about the body and mind.
He couldn't just focus on building his muscles and walk the path of superman with one punch.
It was not fun to become bald, and Zhang Yi did not want to become bald either.
Ever since he transmigrated, his appearance was completely different from his previous life.
In his previous life, he had an ordinary appearance.
Now, it was as if she had undergone plastic surgery.
He was handsome and beautiful, and his phoenix eyes were full of vigor.
If he wore this appearance and tight-fitting clothes, revealing his muscles, he would look like Nezha in the Ten Coldness.
The scene was too terrifying.
Although he did not have the body movements that made people feel disgusted like Nezha in Ten Coldness.
However, when he saw this face that was even more beautiful than a beauty, his body was covered in muscles.
It would also make people feel disgusted.
Zhang Yi would meditate for two hours every night before he went to bed.
He used the spiritual energy in his body to temper his muscles and meridians.
The muscles on his body could only be vaguely seen.
Now, the neixi in his body could sustain him for an entire day. His face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was not panting.
One palm could break the stone, and one kick could kick the cement wall.
It was another night. Dressed in black, he jumped around on the roof.
He patrolled every corner.
This was a free place where all kinds of free behavior happened every day.
Moreover, this was a country where guns were legal.
Oh, there was no ban on guns in the world yet.
No matter which country it was, it was legal to own a gun.
If compared to this timeline, America was much more peaceful than Summer Flower.
Not only did Summer Flower have external enemies, but it also had a lot of internal problems.
At this time, Shanghai Bund was still in a state of debauchery. The poor died of poverty, and the rich died of wealth.
Why did he say that the rich would die of wealth?
This was because there were all kinds of forces in Shanghai today. Today, you could cover the sky with one hand in Shanghai, but tomorrow, a bomb would be placed in your car and spiral into the sky.
In that case, the current Shanghai Bund was much more exciting than New York.
The Shanghai Bund was a place where all kinds of movies were played every day, and all kinds of gunfights on the streets often appeared.
In New York, at most, there were gangs who robbed business, bullied people who blocked the way, and the people sucked in indescribable things.
Although this phenomenon in the United States had not improved for 70 to 80 years.
However, in this chaotic era, only Mei Lijian could be called a beautiful country.
However, the title of this beautiful country was only limited to this era.
It was more peaceful than other countries, but its own problems were also very serious.
There were all kinds of crimes.
The New York Police Department was not very useful. The most they could do was to maintain law and order.
As for catching criminals?
He could catch two hooligans to calm himself down.
However, they did not dare to start a war with the gangs.
Of course, if it was the army, that would be a different story.
However, the army would not come to maintain law and order in the city.
Zhang Yi never lacked business in New York.
Someone was robbed by a hooligan.
In the dark alley, cries and pleas for mercy echoed.
Zhang Yi descended from the sky and landed behind the two white hooligans.
The two of them heard the commotion behind them and turned to look.
In the dark night, under the dim light, Zhang Yi, who was dressed in black, could barely be seen.
He was so short.
Speaking of which, this little guy brought it here?
He was dressed in black, and if one didn't look carefully, one wouldn't be able to see him.
Only two eyes that were so bright that they could reflect light could be seen clearly.
The two hooligans were stunned. The woman who was robbed was still asking for help.
"Little friends, do you want me to beat you up and tie you up? Or did you tie yourselves up?”Zhang Yi said in a hoarse voice.
The two hooligans looked at each other.
One of them said,"Get lost."
"Why do I have to do it myself every time?" Zhang Yi sighed.”
He was about to make a move.
"Save me."
Suddenly, the kidnapped woman shouted for help from Zhang Yi.
She didn't care if Zhang Yi was a child.
It was like a drowning person who saw a straw and desperately wanted to grab it.
Zhang Yi looked over and saw a blonde, blue-eyed Caucasian woman with average looks.
His face instantly darkened.
"You guys continue. However, you guys scolded me just now, so I can't just leave like that.”
"What is he saying?" The two hooligans looked at each other, but their hands grabbed the woman and refused to let go.
Zhang Yi's English made the two hooligans feel a headache.
However, Zhang Yi did not care about the hooligans 'feelings. He exerted strength in his feet and strode forward.
He raised his hand. Pa, pa, two crisp sounds rang out.
The two hooligans each received a slap.
He was too fast.
The two hooligans did not react at all.
When he reacted and was about to stab Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi tapped the ground lightly with his toes.
His body was as light as a feather blown by the wind. He flew up lightly and jumped nearly 20 meters high to the top of the building.
The two hooligans were stunned on the spot.
The woman had forgotten her fear and stood there in a daze.
It was late at night.
" Magic Q, it's haunted." Although the two teenagers were bold enough to directly block the road and rob, they were still so frightened that they cried out in surprise when faced with such a strange thing. They did not care about each other and ran out of the alley.
The woman was alone, surrounded by darkness. She felt as if something was staring at her from the dark corner.
His legs were trembling as he screamed and ran out of the alley.
Zhang Yi continued to jump on the roof. He held his stomach and laughed for a while about the two teenagers and the woman running out of the alley.
He suddenly realized that pretending to be a ghost to scare people was quite fun.
Jumping on the roof, he patrolled every street and every dark alley.
Yes, there was a situation.
There were two groups of sneaky people in the alley.
Squatting at the edge of the building, he narrowed his eyes and looked carefully.
One of them was Asian, and judging from their accent, they were from the same hometown.
The other group consisted of foreigners with blonde hair, blue eyes, high noses, white skin, and large pores.
He listened carefully and frowned slightly.
It was actually a deal with Big Smoke.
Moreover, the seller was a foreigner, while the buyer was a fellow villager.
"Bah…I don't have such a fellow countryman. Today, I'm going to put righteousness above family.”Zhang Yi was furious. These cigarettes were sold in Chinatown, so they were definitely for the villagers to smoke. They definitely couldn't keep them.
He immediately jumped forward and jumped down from the roof.
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