The Huang Wen spoken by Uncle Zhong and Zhong Qiang had returned to their martial arts gym and closed the door directly. Anyway, no student came over. It is the same whether the door is closed or not.

　　 Huang Wenpan sits in the middle of the martial arts hall, adjusting his energy.

　　 Well, it’s actually not that mysterious, just relaxing one's mind, and feel the power of that dark energy again by the way.

　　 Huang Wen has felt this dark energy in a dark alley in the past two days. He said it was dark energy, but it was actually an extra force in his body.

　　 This force is actually not as strong as Huang Wen's own physical strength. Even if a little energy is equivalent to ten energy points, after all, Huang Wen now has 34 energy points.

　　 Therefore, the power of this dark energy can only be regarded as less than one-third of Huang Wen's power.

　　 Moreover, this dark energy cannot be shot out of the body, but can only be shot with one's own strength, which is very limited.

But even so, Huang Wen wants to study this dark energy thoroughly. After all, he is a person who has read novels. If he can continuously improve, even if there is no lottery, he is still in this world. Possess the power of self-preservation.

　　 However, the dark energy is not so easy to improve, even with Ye Wen's aptitude, it took a lifetime, coupled with the optimization of the system, to be able to condense this dark energy.

　　 Even though Huang Wen's physical fitness is far above that of Ye Wen, his knowledge of martial arts and Kung Fu is no better than Ye Wen.

Of course, Huang Wen's time to master Wing Chun is too short at this time. Although he has mastered his own power perfectly because of his original Huang Wen plus the experience of Ye Wen, he still wants to go further by himself. It's too difficult.

"Tonight, I'm going to check out the Benson Gang... Uh, it seems to be called the Ge Lian Gang." Huang Wen opened his eyes and thought about it, "Using his stealth ability, first sneak into the underground world of the Ge Lian Gang, and then look at the timing. Shot."

　　 "If the brothers are there to help important people, then just take action and solve them directly, so that Ye Changmeng will not be too much. After they discover Benson's disappearance, they will be alert!"

Huang Wen who made the decision stood up and stood next to the wooden stakes and began to warm up. Huang Wen, who has 34 energy points, may not be able to beat the US team, but he still has the ability to play for a day, especially if his opponent is Mu. When people piled up.

　　 The night is gradually falling, Chinatown is brightly lit, and Chinatown at night is a bit lively. Some people come to visit Chinatown one after another.

　　 Various signs in Chinatown, even Huang Wen’s Wing Chun Martial Arts Hall, flashed with various lights, which brightened up the entire Chinatown.

　　 "It's time to go." Standing in the martial arts hall, Huang Wen opened his eyes, with a thought, covered his body with a tuxedo, and then walked towards the second floor.

　　 Huang Wen didn't mean to go out from the main entrance. After all, there are passers-by and tourists outside. It would be bad if they were seen.

　　 Huang Wen came to a room on the second floor, activated the incognito mode, then opened the window, grabbed his fingers on the wall, and the suction from the tuxedo gave Huang Wen the ability to fly over the wall.

　　 Huang asked the whole person to **** on the wall, and closed the window with his backhand, leaving only a gap, so he could open it when he came back.

　　 Then Huang Wen's men worked hard, and within two strokes they climbed to the roof of the house and got a panoramic view of the entire Chinatown.

　　 "What's the principle?" Huang asked looking at his fingers, and couldn't help scratching his head. You know, there is no tuxedo on the palm, but the tuxedo can give the palm of the palm a strong adsorption force, just like Spider-Man.

　　 However, Spider-Man relies on his own ability. Even if he is wearing clothes, he can absorb walls, and he relies on the technology in his clothes. Without clothes, he can also absorb walls... Uh, how does it sound weird?

　　 "The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology, I am considered a rich series?" Huang Wen muttered, and then looked in the direction of the karate gym, the whole person ran on the roof.

　　 "I am like Long Shu's parkour, but I run much faster than him." A thought flashed in Huang Wen's mind. After a while, Huang Wen came to the door of the Karate Gym.

　　 The karate hall at this time was the same as the previous two nights. Some people walked and entered one after another, but their dresses were too far behind the tuxedo that Huang Wen was wearing at this time, and they were not upscale at all.

　　 Of course, they couldn't see Huang Wen, let alone the tuxedo on Huang Wen.

In the cafe not far away, Peppa looked at the cafe with some doubts. After she asked her name, the mysterious Chinese didn't show up again. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She still wanted to know. Will the Chinese dismantle Putty Kung Fu?

　　 Huang Wen followed the flow of people into the karate gym. There was not much difference between him and his own martial arts gym, except for the lack of fitness equipment and wooden stakes.

　　 The Karate Gym is divided into small rooms, and you can see the training situation inside. Once you enter the door, you can see the reception area in the middle.

　　 However, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was empty in the small room at this time, and there was no one in it. There was a line of people at the reception desk, looking at the wealthy people who came in with smiles. These were all their customers.

　　 Then, under the guidance of the reception, the wealthy people walked into a door, and Huang Wen followed along. First, after passing a flight of stairs, Huang Wen looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.

　　 To be honest, Huang asked what the underground world would look like before. After all, he had been to the underground world in his previous life. It sounds good to say, but it is actually a big basement with a big ring in the middle and crowded with spectators.

　　 But this place is completely different. This is a place similar to the Royal Macau Hotel, where all kinds of gambling and wealth are available. The rich people around are familiar with the project and come to the front of their favorite project.

　　 Going inside, it is the next level of the world. This is the place for black boxing. The venue is very large, somewhat similar to the Roman arena, surrounded by spectators, condescendingly watching the battle in the field, one by one with passion.

　　 The arena is full of traces of blood, and even the organizer has no intention of cleaning up, so that these rich people can feel the truest madness.

　　 Huang Wen looked at the battle in the field and couldn't help but shook his head. Two big men about two meters were fighting frantically, their teeth flying horizontally, and blood was spilled everywhere, but neither of them stopped.

　　 In a arena like this, only one person can survive, and that is the winner.

　　 Huang Wen didn't make more stops, but continued to move forward. The next floor became a small room, and there were crazy calls of men and women, as if they were too high.

　　 Huang Wen still didn't stop, because here, it is just the place where Brother Lian helped do business, the real high level of Brother Lian Bang, Huang Wen hasn't seen it yet.