Chapter 23 18
Labor and management are men who can wrestle with lions. Are you such a brave old man?
The old man stood still, like a needle in the sea, holding Xuan Hao's wrist with that hand.

Gan!This is not in the river!Why is this old man so strong?Xuan Hao grabbed his hand with a red face, but it was useless.

"Huh?" The old man felt Xuan Hao's struggle and frowned, and the strength in his hand became stronger and stronger.It was the first time he had met a young man with such brute force, he was really energetic.

"It's nice to be young." The old man sighed as he looked at the young boy in front of him.

"You sigh ass..." Xuan Hao was speechless.

Damn, I've run into a tough stubble, how can I often walk by the river without getting wet shoes.

What is the origin of this old man, is it a mixed-race, is an ordinary mixed-race so powerful, or is it that there are mixed-races with high bloodlines everywhere in this era?It's so hard to just catch an old man out.Don't you just borrow some money? As for this, the two big men are pulling and pulling on the street, and the impact is not good.

After dragging for a long time, Xuan Hao finally gave up the struggle, let out a sigh of turbidity, and showed a naive smile to the old man: "Old man, stay on the front line and see each other in the future, listen to my advice, and let me go quickly, otherwise, let me go. you!"

This young man is full of vigor, and he speaks in a set way. Fortunately, the old man has a lot of energy and is not as knowledgeable as a kid. The old man smiled, stretched out his hand, and took back the money bag in Xuan Hao's hand, but another One hand was motionless.

Looking up and down, this kid, in ragged clothes, has thin skin and tender meat. It seems that he was once the young master of which family. It is not easy in this world: "Little brother, where are you from?"

"???" Xuan Hao was stunned, didn't the old man understand his threat? "Let's let go before we talk about something, shall we?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, come on, come on, are you hungry? I invite you to dinner, sir. Let's sit down and chat?"

Good guy, Xuan Hao was panicking at the moment, this old man is not a human trafficker, right?Would I faint if I knew my organs could regenerate?The question now is, this old man is very strong, what should I do if he can't escape?Why don't you just chop your hand and give it to him, and let's get away first?

But a blade in hand is not easy to operate...

Seeing Xuan Hao lowered his head and didn't answer him, the old man felt a little helpless, too, in this world, it would be wrong to believe him easily.

"If you don't want to be caught and locked up, come with me." The old man let go and led the way with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned back and reminded: "Don't think about slipping, no one can escape from the palm of this old man."

The old man is full of confidence, and the word self-confidence is almost written on his face.

"Sun (a kind of astral body)! So arrogant? Who is afraid of whom?" Xuan Hao's face was dark. What he was most afraid of was being locked up. Immortality does not mean freedom from control. , In addition to sleeping, his spirit has never been confused.

There is a small inn on the roadside. It is said to be an inn, but it is actually just a small shabby wooden house. There is air leaking everywhere, and there are rag curtains at the door. Xuan Hao wondered, is this old man also a poor ghost?Please eat so shabby.

There were a few shabby low tables in the room, with four feet of different lengths, all of which were cushioned with stones to be stable, and there was an equally worn bench next to it, which could only be said to be barely able to sit on.

But the business here is unexpectedly good, which makes Xuan Hao even more suspicious that this is a den.But listening to these people's conversations, it seems that they are really talking about family life.

In the corner, there are two people, an old man and a young man. The old man is dressed like a rich man, and this young man?beggar?Just staring at it, a harmonious picture.From an outsider's point of view, it was probably this old man who took a fancy to this handsome young man.

Xuan Hao was slicing the rice in his hand with each mouthful.Vegetables too, without salt?
He dares to open a restaurant even now, and the business is still so good, but this is understandable, after all, times are different, alas, he actually started to read the meals made by his sister.

"How is it? It's not to my taste?" The old man looked at the young man in front of him. He looked like he couldn't love him, but he still ate it again.

"Well...you can eat it, I'm not particular about it." Xuan Hao put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, "Anyway, thank you very much. For the kindness of a meal, he will definitely be grateful."

He thought it was strange at first, but he didn't expect that the old man really invited him to dinner, although it was a little shabby.

"Thanks, you'll be spared." The old man waved his hand, "Go ahead and eat your food, don't waste food."

"Oh." Xuan Hao picked up the chopsticks again, but he didn't expect this old man to know how to save food. Old Yuan said that food should not be wasted, which is rare. Maybe this old man is really a good person, although he looks a little more vicious.

While drinking tea, the old man put his hand on the table and tapped the table with his index finger.Looking at the people coming and going outside, all of them are pale and weak, opium is harmful.When will this world come to an end?I don't know if my old bones can play any role.

Xuan Hao licked the plate and looked at the old man: "I said old man, what are you thinking?"

The old man came back to his senses, took a sip of tea, and looked at Xuan Hao, his eyes lit up.

He raised the corners of his mouth: "Little brother, this old man sees that your bones are light, you are a martial arts prodigy, are you interested in learning martial arts with this old man?"

"???" Xuan Hao was stunned again, no, why did he start fooling around?The old man here is indeed a personal trafficker.

"Old man, are you kidding?" Xuan Hao asked.

To be honest, the old man just asked casually. Although he was almost certain that they were the same kind with the strength that this young man showed just now, he didn't think the young man in front of him could immediately agree to him: "No."

"The old man never likes to joke. You have seen my power just now, how is it? Are you interested in joining me and being my disciple?" The old man looked serious, it really didn't look like he was joking.

He is over half a hundred years old, has no children in the family, and has no successor in martial arts. In addition, the people in the court seem to have colluded with the mixed race recently. I don’t know when the world will be in chaos again. If there is an apprentice, even if he dies at that time , this mantle can also have a heritage.

Going out for a walk, meeting on the road, this kid is also considered to have a fate with the old man.

Moreover, the brute force of this suit that surprised him was not possessed by any mixed race, and it was very appealing to him.

If you cultivate it well, you may be able to change this corrupt world in the future, but it still needs to be polished.

"Old man, what's your name? You don't know each other, so you want to accept me as a disciple?" Xuan Hao said angrily.

"The old man's surname is Li, and they all call me Master Li," the old man said.

"Where's the name? The name!" Xuan Hao relented.

"I forgot... it's all over..." The old man sighed and looked back at the sky outside with deep eyes, as if he didn't want to recall the past.

(End of this chapter)

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