king of black mist.

Chapter 29 Trading

Li Changzhou suddenly remembered something.

"Officer Zheng," he looked at Zheng Qing, "Do you know where to buy fitness equipment? It's suitable for struggling people."

Zheng Qing nodded: "I will give you a website. The items on it are very professional and can be customized, but the price is relatively high."

"How tall?"

Zheng Qing glanced at the money in Li Qianxia's arms, and said, "Your 2 yuan should not be enough."

"So expensive? How about 4?"

"almost."

"Li Changzhou! You want to use my money?! Don't you!" Li Qianxia held the money in her arms, staring at it like a tiger, looking vicious as if she wanted to bite it and suck blood.

"The money is all used to buy equipment, what about renting a house." Li Changzhou mused.

Li Qianxia, ​​who was ignored, kicked him, and then cuddled up with Qianqian even more reluctantly, like a mother and child who were about to be separated.

"I can borrow it." Yang Qinglan's understated tone carried the confidence of owning a house in the bustling area of ​​Ming City.

"No need." Li Changzhou raised his hand, resolutely refusing.

He looked at Li Qianxia: "We can only touch our roots."

"Think clearly, the money left by grandparents is only enough for us to graduate from college." Li Qianxia said.

"Money will soon lose value." He replied, "Use the money that is about to depreciate to exercise yourself, and then earn the future hard currency game currency, no problem."

"Okay," Li Qianxia didn't care, "Anyway, there's nothing to eat at that time, and I can live under the flyover, so I can suck your blood to satisfy my hunger."

Li Changzhou was heartbroken: "We can go back to the village to farm, why should we live on the bridge? No matter how poor we are, we can't be lazy."

Buying equipment and renting a house are all things to do later, and Li Changzhou has one more thing to do today.

"Officer Zheng, can you please practice your hand with me?"

"Practice?" Zheng Qing, who was drinking water, looked at him suspiciously.

Li Changzhou explained: "So far, I have been fighting other contestants with guns, but I feel that the game will soon enter hand-to-hand combat, and I need someone to help me practice courage, at least not afraid of fists."

"No problem." Zheng Qing agreed without thinking.

"By the way," she said again, "Since you want to practice, you lend me your dagger. You are still too courageous to practice with your fists. If you can still think calmly in the face of an enemy with sharp weapons, you will have almost the same courage."

Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan, who spread her hands.

"Won't it hurt my brother?" Li Qianxia, ​​who was holding Qian in her arms, asked worriedly.

"The unit I belong to has this kind of training every day, don't worry." Zheng Qing didn't take it seriously, she was an elite.

After five heartbeats, the dagger appeared in Yang Qinglan's palm.

Zheng Qing took the dagger and looked it over carefully, the cold light flickered, the sharp edge was exposed, and there was a blood groove.

She pulled out the "Lover" on the table, swiped it three times, stabbed, chopped, and wiped, "Lover" was dismembered, and the incision was so fast that it could be used as a paper knife.

"Good! Better than the one I lost!" She couldn't help admiring.

Looking at "Lover" on the table, Li Changzhou felt the pressure.

The two went out from the back door of the bookstore. It was the small courtyard where Yang Qinglan lived. There was an apricot tree like a canopy planted in the courtyard of the courtyard.

"Ready? I'll let you get hurt a little bit." Zheng Qing smiled, she still remembers her knee being broken.

Li Changzhou was even more stressed.

The opponent was a well-trained special soldier with an extremely sharp dagger in his hand. If he was not careful, he would either have holes in his body or break off a few fingers.

He took a deep breath: "Come on!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot first and punched him.

The whistling wind.

Sensing the strength and speed of the fist, Zheng Qing was surprised, but facing this blow, she didn't have to think at all, and instinctively moved aside.

Then he quickly moved close to him, and the dagger touched Li Changzhou's neck.

Back and forth, it seemed that Li Changzhou himself handed over his neck and asked her to cut it.

Li Changzhou touched his neck with the middle finger and index finger of his right hand, and it was bleeding.

If Zheng Qing had used some force just now, or changed the place, his blood vessels and trachea would have been severed, and he was dead.

"Did you get beaten?" Zheng Qing smiled.

"...sort of."

"Continue!" Zheng Qing's face stern, and the dagger came over like a machete.

Li Changzhou panicked, subconsciously dodged away.

Zheng Qing made another pick, and chased after him like a viper with a dagger.

Dodging and dodging, Li Changzhou found that his reaction was very fast. As long as he wanted to hide, it would be very difficult for Zheng Qing to hit him.

Gradually, he calmed down and was able to observe the dagger with a clear mind, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The two fought in the courtyard. In the bookstore, Li Qianxia, ​​who was reluctant to part with money, and Yang Qinglan, who was watching the store, also had a small incident.

Li Qianxia is very sensitive, what her brother didn't notice, she did.

"Angry?" She looked at Yang Qinglan.

"Why am I angry?" Yang Qinglan calmly tidied up the dismembered "Lover".

Li Qianxia didn't speak. According to her observations when she came to the bookstore, Yang Qinglan cherishes books, especially the books in the bookstore.

Zheng Qing, a soldier, only thinks about the dagger in her mind, and doesn't pay attention to a book at all, just like a person who uses a new fountain pen and subconsciously draws a few wavy lines on the book.

But for those who love cleanliness, the extra handwriting on the notebook is basically a stain.

Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan with bright eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you like my brother, when he is really angry, he also behaves like this, you don't say a word, when you ask him, he also says it's okay.

"Has your brother ever been mad at you?"

"He dares!" After saying this with a smile, Li Qianxia slowly put away her smile.

"It was when our parents left. I remember crying a lot at the time, but he sat on the stool by the door doing his homework and didn't say a word. When his grandparents asked him, he also said it was okay, and his tone was exactly the same as yours just now.

"I think if you two quarrel in the future, it will definitely be terrible. The house will be as boring as before the storm, and you will have to rely on my little sun to persuade you."

"Why am I arguing with him?"

"Hey." Li Qianxia didn't answer, but continued, "After my parents left, a few days later, I asked him, when will my parents come back?"

"He said he won't come back?" Yang Qinglan guessed.

"Well, but before he said this, he did something else."

Li Qianxia fell into memory.

"There is an abandoned steel factory in our village. The children used it as a secret base and an amusement park. That day he took me to dig it in, pried off the iron manhole cover of the sewer inside, sold it for more than ten yuan, and bought me a bunch of snacks. .

"While I was happily eating snacks, he told me that those two people would never come back."

Yang Qinglan cleaned up "Lover" which had been divided into several pieces, and put them into the trash can.

As if to liven up the atmosphere, Li Qianxia said triumphantly: "So from then on, I like to let my brother spend money to buy things for me."

"really?"

"Gee, it's true, it's at least half true."

Yang Qinglan laughed, forgetting about the book, she imagined the scene of Li Changzhou doing homework at the door and taking his sister to pry the manhole cover.

(End of this chapter)