"You must be Boss Xiao, right? Nice to et you, nice to et you!"
"I am Neng Ren. I've heard a lot about Boss Xiao's exceptional talents. Seeing you today, indeed, you look extraordinary, anyone can see you're not an ordinary person!"
Upon eting Xiao Feng, Neng Ren imdiately went to shake his hand, shaking it energetically, showing none of the airs and indifference one would expect from soone capable.
Xiao Feng looked the man up and down, the more he looked, the more he felt sothing was off.
This feeling of sothing being off mainly ca from the man's appearance, but upon closer inspection, nothing seed amiss.
And, this person was quite audacious, going as far as calling himself "Neng Ren" (Capable Man).
It seed like Neng Ren realized what Xiao Feng was thinking, and he slapped his forehead: "Oh right, Boss Xiao, don't think I'm not humble.
It's not that I'm self-promoting, but my na is Neng Ren.
"Neng", the 286th surna, and "Ren", the peerless in benevolence."
At that mont, Xiao Feng distinctly felt his pocket being lightly pulled.
The sensation was very subtle, easily overlooked in a conversation.
"Snap!"
Xiao Feng suddenly grabbed Neng Ren's left hand, and in his left hand was a mobile phone.
"Old Xue said you are quite talented, is this your talent?"
Neng Ren awkwardly chuckled, "Hehe, please excuse , this is just a part of my ability, it's not my forte."
Xue Nuofu seed to want to kill soone, specifically, he wanted to kill Neng Ren.
He was already worried that Xiao Feng would think Neng Ren wasn't capable enough, and he had specially reminded Neng Ren to perform well.
Neng Ren had confidently agreed, yet within two minutes of their eting, he had been exposed.
This ant that he was one step closer to selling himself, and maybe even selling his organs as well.
"Then show what you're really good at," Xiao Feng said expressionlessly.
"Alright." Neng Ren nodded, reached up to his face, fiddled a bit, and then gave a sudden pull.
"Tear!"
With the sound of tearing, the young talents' appearance of Neng Ren turned into that of a burly man with a heavy beard, and even his voice beca gruff: "Hahahahaha!
Boss Xiao, I apologize for the spectacle!"
A knowing look flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, no wonder he found the man's face strange; it was actually a disguise technique.
And the fact that he couldn't see through the disguise showed the other party's skill was quite advanced.
"Boss Xiao thinks that's it?" Neng Ren asked.
"What else?" Xiao Feng asked with interest.
"Tear!"
The sound of tearing echoed once more, like a piece of cloth being ripped apart.
Neng Ren's face changed again, from the bearded man to a plain and ordinary face, and his voice beca normal too.
Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow, seeing so many layers of disguise was a first for him.
"Is this your true face?" Xiao Feng asked.
Neng Ren smiled reservedly, "Boss Xiao, so things are better left unasked.
You pay for what you want, and once the deal is done, we just go our separate ways."
Xiao Feng wasn't particularly surprised by this answer, just thought spending fifty million to learn disguise techniques wasn't really worth it.
Neng Ren was clearly adept at reading the room, so he imdiately suggested, "Boss Xiao, how about we spar for a bit?"
"I was just thinking the sa," Xiao Feng agreed without any hesitation.
Neng Ren said, "Give five minutes, I'll change clothes, and then we can begin."
With that, Neng Ren went to the side, opened his backpack, and began his pre-battle preparations.
Xue Nuofu's heart was in his throat; if Neng Ren lost, he himself would be in trouble, unable to get back the deposit and having to cover the loss himself.
Xiao Feng stood with his hands behind his back, watching coldly as Neng Ren changed clothes and gathered his equipnt.
Five minutes later, Neng Ren changed into loose sportswear, with shoes that had thick soles, clearly of special design.
Additionally, he hung a gourd at his waist, wore knuckles on his hands, and had a dallion around his neck.
"Ready, we can start now." Neng Ren looked at Xue Nuofu and said, "You be the referee."
Xue Nuofu nodded, looked at Xiao Feng to confirm he was ready too, and announced the start of the match.
Almost at the mont it was announced, Neng Ren jumped up, stomping hard on the ground with both feet.
"Hiss..."
Dark green smoke billowed from his feet, enveloping him, making him look like a weasel that had let out a fart.
He pressed his right hand on the gourd at his waist, and with his left, pulled out the stopper.
"Pop pop pop pop pop!"
Sounds like a chain of farts erupted, as marbles the size of steel balls flew out continuously from the gourd.
Xiao Feng imdiately left his spot, constantly changing positions, dodging while waiting for and looking for an opportunity to counterattack.
Xue Nuofu glanced at the colorful courtyard wall—the ammunition from Neng Ren's gourd. It was likely swapped for "paintballs" to avoid real injury, leaving noticeable stains to counter any denials.
The smoke lasted for about half a minute before gradually dissipating.
Neng Ren jumped again, and this ti, it seed like his feet had springs, propelling him nearly two ters into the air as he pointed the dallion on his chest at Xiao Feng below: "Take this!"
A dazzling light shot from the dallion, and a montary glare made it so that looking away just left silhouettes of brightness.Even under the bright light.
Xiao Feng was still unaffected. Before the glow appeared, he had turned his head aside.
"Three strikes, it's my turn to counterattack now!" Xiao Feng said with a cold sneer.
With that, he quickened his pace, rushing towards Neng Ren, seemingly intending to strike before Neng Ren landed.
Neng Ren didn't relent, punching downward with his knuckle-clad fist.
Many people think knuckles are worn on the knuckles and used for punching, but in fact, that's a fundantally incorrect usage.
Because forces act in pairs, if you swing a ring of iron at soone, your fingers also bear the opposite force, hurting yourself almost as much as the enemy.
Those who truly know how to use it, like Neng Ren, attack with a curved motion like a cat's claw "scratch".
Xiao Feng instinctively wanted to grab the Thunder Pattern Steel, but he quickly gave up on that thought.
If he wanted to gauge the depth of the opponent's skills, he definitely couldn't give a decisive blow directly, but rather slowly force out the opponent's trump card.
Thinking of this, he suddenly took a step forward to the left front, dodged Neng Ren's attack, and smoothly threw a punch.
"Bang!"
Xiao Feng felt like he was hitting a sponge, spreading the force the mont it made contact.
Neng Ren was knocked three ters away. He made no attempt to stabilize himself, instead allowing himself to fall sideways.
Then... like a tumbler toy, he bounced once on the ground and landed steadily.
"Interesting!" Xiao Feng clicked his tongue in surprise.
Neng Ren glanced at Xiao Feng, turned, and revealed his back. In a duel between experts, this was undoubtably risky.
Following the principle of anything unusual is usually suspicious, Xiao Feng ignored this opportunity to strike, remaining vigilant to see what tricks this unparalleled in intrigue Neng Ren had up his sleeve.
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