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One hour later.

The little rabbit sister wearing a flower hat led Wang Yan and the Taoist corpse out of the police station. Because it was not a glorious thing, her face blushed a little.

"Brother Wang Yan, you have to stay away from him in the future." The little rabbit blushed and glared at the Taoist corpse fiercely, "This old guy has lived for more than 100 years, and he is still so shameless. He has no choice but to implicate you and ruin your reputation."

Wang Yan also blushed. It was really embarrassing to talk about this. He was embarrassed to show his work permit. He had to call Xiaotu and ask her to help deal with the matter.

"Little rabbit, I have indeed lived for more than 100 years." The zombie Taoist's zombie face showed a hint of longing, "But I found that my life had been in vain. Friend Wang Yan, since we have established a deep revolutionary friendship, I will go back to the unit and I will teach you how to avoid bullets."

"Do not to bullets?" Xiaotu said relievedly, "It turns out that you are doing this, it's really hard for you. After that, the corpse Taoist is good at corpse control techniques, and his control of mental power has reached a level of perfection. With his guidance to you, you can avoid many detours."

The corpse Taoist said proudly: "My friend, I haven't fooled you, right? Let's go, take advantage of my excitement and teach you well~"

Since even the little rabbit said so, Wang Yan became more interested in what the corpse Taoist taught.

...

In the practice room of the East China Branch of the State Council.

Wang Yan was bare-handed, revealing his strong and slender body. Every muscle of his body was clearly angular, and every muscle fiber contained strong explosive power.

His recovery ability has also reached an amazing level. The bruise that was shot out by rubber bullets in the morning is now gone.

Several special service members were full of envy, jealousy and hatred. Boss Wang Yan not only had a good face and figure, but also had such good skin.

Just look at the name of the old man Danghu male god, and you will understand how popular he is on the Internet. How many big girls and wives are crying and shouting that they want to get out of bed with him.

What else can you desire when you are a man to be like him?

The Taoist corpse was on the side and stared at Wang Yan with a greedy look. If possible, he would definitely cut open his blood vessels. He took a thousand milliliters of blood and ran away immediately.

In that case, the two copper corpse babies in the family will most likely advance to level B. At that time, among the B-level strong men, who dares to compete with him?

Unfortunately, he dared not. If he did that, he would face the pursuit of the Guofei Bureau. With the hidden dragon and the creeping tiger of the Guofei Bureau, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape death.

As the saying goes, the older the world, the less courageous it is. I remember that during the Republic of China, when the Japanese invaded the Central Plains, he and his senior brother were full of passion and had done many earth-shaking events.

Senior brother

The corpse Taoist rarely showed a warm smile on his stiff and ferocious face, although the smile might not be very beautiful.

"Senior Corpse!" Wang Yan called politely. "Is there anything wrong?"

The Taoist of the Corpse woke up from the distant memories, waved his hand, and said hoarsely: "It's nothing, I just remembered some past events. Don't worry, I will definitely teach you how to avoid bullets."

He coughed twice and looked like a master: "As the saying goes, the golden wind is awakened before it moves, and the human breathing will be unconsciously held when it is taking action. The nerves in the whole body will be in a tight state, and all physiological indicators in the body will change."

"Senior, I can see the other person's physical changes and limb movements." Wang Yan frowned and said, "But how can we feel the other person's physiological changes?"

"You're right, feel." The corpse Taoist said with a expressionless face, "It's just to use the feeling to feel the other person's feelings."

Although Wang Yan could hear three feelings clearly, he really couldn't figure out what was going on and didn't realize it.

Just as he was about to frown and ask a question, he suddenly felt a cold breath passing by himself. Although the feeling was invisible, it was like substance.

In an instant, Wang Yan's goosebumps rose up and he instinctively took a fighting posture.

"How is it? That's the feeling." The Taoist of the Corpse explained, "In our Chinese culture, there are many depictions of this invisible power. For example, divine thoughts, spiritual senses, perceptions, etc.."

"This is mental power, right?" Wang Yan's exploration of his own spiritual power is still in a very primitive stage. He couldn't help but feel very magical. "Senior meant that mental power is divine thoughts? Like the divine thoughts in fantasy fairy novels, can they have endless wonderful uses?"

"Fantasy Fairy Tale Novel? This guy doesn't know." The Taoist corpse waved his head and said, "But the use of his own divine thoughts is the basis for avoiding bullets. I will first test your divine thought power, concentrate, and try to lift this?"

The corpse Taoist took out a dollar of coins and threw them on the ground.

Three or four meters away, Wang Yan began to try to concentrate. This is the most superficial way to use mental power, and this is how to open the storage bracelet.

Sure enough, under his concentration, the coin was slightly lifted up and fell down with a trembling sound. But even such a slight change made Wang Yan feel very difficult.

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Wang Yan smiled awkwardly: "Senior, I'm sorry, my mental power is a little weaker. I can't even lift a coin."

The corpse Taoist's white eyes stared at the coin. His zombie-like face was twitching and twitching diagonally upwards.

This kid!

Do you really don't understand or pretend?

A few seconds later, the corpse Taoist roared: "Boy, are you kidding me?"

"Uh... do you think of me as low as my qualifications?" Wang Yan blushed slightly and asked weakly, "I pay more attention to the exercise of physical strength and ignore the tempering of mental strength."

When the Taoist corpse heard this, tears almost fell down, and he raised his head to look at the ceiling with his hands behind his back. Why is the difference between people so big in this world? He also said that he was low in qualifications and said that he had neglected the tempering of his mental power?

If I had the qualifications of starting from him, I would have practiced the "Nine Yin Xuan Zi Da ~ Method" to the pinnacle, and I would have rarely seen any rivals in the world.

The Taoist corpse glared at him angrily, took a few deep breaths before calming down. With his fingers hooked, the coin flew into his palm. It seemed as if an invisible force held the coin, which floated three inches above the Taoist corpse.

The coin paused for a few seconds, and the coin began to spin around his palms, shuttled back and forth through the gap between each finger. At this moment, the coin seemed to have life, like a silver butterfly emitting a silver light, dancing around the hand of the corpse Taoist.

A small coin is like being given life by him.

Wang Yan's eyes were straightened and he felt admiration in his heart. He is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years. Even the little rabbit admits that his mental power is strong and delicate, and he can't accept it.

The special service members next to them also showed admiration in their eyes.

Just as Wang Yan was fascinated by the sight, the coin suddenly sounded sharply and shot towards Wang Yan.

But Wang Yan is not the former Wu Xia Amon, his reaction and speed are far beyond the reach of ordinary people. His eyes sternly, and he grabbed the coin with his backhand.

The coins hit the palm of the palm, shaking half of the arm slightly numb.

"You try." The corpse Taoist said with his hands behind his back.

Wang Yan bounced the coin with his fingers, spinning the falling coin, and magically stabilized the moment he was about to touch the palm of his palm.

This is not because Wang Yan's sudden mental power increases, but because of the distance. The more his mental power extends, the weaker it will be. Just now, Wang Yan used his mental power to lift the coin with his mental power, which shocked the Taoist corpse.

Wang Yan learned the movements of the corpse Taoist just now and began to whirl the coins, using his mental power to control the coins to pass around his fingers. At the beginning, he was a little stiff and unfamiliar, and the coin enclave stumbled and almost got thrown out by inertia several times.

But as he gradually became proficient, Wang Yan became very good. Although his speed and agility were far less smooth and natural than the corpse Taoist. But he had successfully played with this coin.

The rapid progress made Wang Yan more interested in this game and had a lot of fun.

The zombie-like face of the Taoist zombie appeared again. Is this kid... too exaggerated? After being shocked, he coughed and said, "Okay, OK, it's almost done. It can be seen that you are quite talented in the use of spiritual thoughts. I will teach you the kung fu that really hiding bullets."

But I couldn't help but curse in my heart. It was too unfair to God. If I had the talent of divine consciousness like this, a hundred years of cultivation would have allowed me to break through the sky and stand at the peak of the world. I could beat anyone who was unhappy.

"Thank you, senior." Wang Yan said with a "slap" and clamped the coin with his fingers. At this moment, his senses about the corpse Taoist were constantly refreshing.

This old guy looks evil and hateful, but in fact he is a disgusting person. Think about it, it should be the case. Our country is a well-known national unit. How could it really let an evil and cruel person join?

"Divine thoughts are the embodiment of our consciousness and the extension of strength." The Taoist corpse carried his hands on his back and said seriously, "You can regard it as our second hands, second legs, and second pair of eyes. Even truly powerful divine thoughts are more reliable and effective than our hands, feet, and eyes. Even some super strong people who are good at divine thoughts can reach a point of thousands of miles of thoughts."

"A thought of a thousand miles?" Wang Yan was also shocked. What kind of concept is this? His mental power just now extended three or four meters away, and it was very difficult to float a coin.
Chapter completed!