Entering Kung Fu into a Sauce

Chapter 19

Hu Lijing was right. Jiang Bao's white shirt was already stained red with blood because he carried the corpse.

Fortunately, it was the dead of night at this time, and no one passed by in the alley of Chen Cuo, otherwise, they would have made trouble when they saw Jiang Bao covered in blood.

Jiang Bao was also worried about being seen by someone who got up at night, so he immediately took off his shirt and rolled into a ball.Although there were bloodstains on his trousers, fortunately, the trousers were black, so no one could see them at all.

Along the way, Jiang Bao didn't throw away his shirt.With so much blood on it, the shirt doesn't fit anywhere.

When he walked out of Chencuo and approached the Pigpen Walled City, he set his shirt on fire with a match that he carried with him until the shirt was burned to ashes before heading towards the Walled City.

The first time he killed someone tonight, he felt a little sick, so he simply gave himself a vacation and stopped going to the Falun Gong to practice.

It was already the middle of the night, and only a few of the more than 100 households in the Walled City still had their lights on.

Jiang Bao took a closer look: "The tailor is still working in the shop, why don't I go to him to buy two shirts and shave his head by the way!"

He changed into clean clothes at the barber shop, and then came to the tailor's Daguan Western Clothing Shop.

Tailor Sheng was making buttons for a cheongsam, when he looked up and saw Jiang Bao, he was the first to say hello: "Jiang Bao, why haven't you opened the door for a while, I can't even find you if I want to shave my head?"

Jiang Bao laughed and said, "I don't make any money running a barber shop here. I'm looking for a job at a barber shop on Elizabeth Road! Do you want to shave your head? It's just right, I'll shave it for you right now!"

Tailor Sheng shook his head again: "I'm busy getting this cheongsam out, Ah Zhen will have it tomorrow morning!"

"It's just a few buttons, you'll be fine soon!" Jiang Bao urged, "I remember you have ready-made clothes here, first help me choose two shirts, white ones, starched ones, collars Must be hard, and two more black pants!"

When business came, the tailor Sheng immediately put down the cheongsam in his hand: "My clothes will definitely satisfy you, but the price is not cheap!"

Jiang Bao immediately took out a hundred-yuan bill and patted it in front of the tailor Sheng: "No matter how expensive your shirt is, this 100 yuan should be enough!"

"Enough, enough, no more!" Tailor Sheng quickly found two shirts and two pairs of trousers for Jiang Bao.

At this time, Jiang Bao's muscles were more tense, stronger than when he had captivated Fang Yanyun.

With a tailor's eye, the shirts he picked out fit perfectly and were masculine.

As a result, the tailor Sheng looked at him a little strangely.

Seeing Jiang Bao accept the clothes, the tailor Sheng also took the 100 yuan and gave him twenty more change.

"Jiang Bao, I think you have become rich. Before, you were reluctant to buy such good clothes. When you become a rich man in Xiangjiang in the future, don't forget you, Brother Sheng!"

Jiang Bao smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, look at what you said, am I that kind of person? Come on, I'll shave your head right away, no money required!"

"No, I have to drive out this cheongsam!"

"Brother Sheng, don't you look down on people? If you don't let me shave my head, I don't want these two shirts!"

Tailor Sheng immediately became anxious: "Okay, I'll go with you!"

Jiang Bao sneered in his heart: "Old Asshole, I must learn your iron fist today!"

More than an hour ago, he had just read Tian Wanqing's mind about the black material of Wanshun Co.

However, that incident happened in the first half of the night and belonged to yesterday.Now is a new day, and he has another chance to touch his head and read his mind.

The two came to the barber shop, Jiang Bao fetched water first, and washed the tailor Sheng's hair.

"Brother Sheng, when I have money, I will buy a shop on Elizabeth Road outside and rent it to you at a low price. I will make cheongsams for those noble ladies, so that you won't be angry here!"

Tailor Sheng was taken aback: "How do you know I'm being pissed here?"

Jiang Bao said angrily: "Many rough men here often touch you, and you dare not resist. That charterer is the worst, and he is the most unscrupulous. Brother Sheng, why didn't you learn martial arts when you were young? , that way, no one will dare to bully you!"

Tailor Sheng was quite moved, but he thought in his heart: "How do you know that I have never learned martial arts? When I practiced martial arts, your kid was still in the womb?"

Thinking of this, his thoughts involuntarily returned to his youth.At that time, he joined Liu Yongfu's militia, and the head coach of the militia was the famous Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong's training was extremely strict, Tailor Sheng was deeply loved by Huang Feihong because of his ability to endure hardships, and he learned his true iron fist.

Several years of vigilante career, recalling it now, flashed like lightning.He didn't know that Jiang Bao had recorded all these details one by one.

After washing his hair, Jiang Bao started to move the scissors.A few minutes later, he blew the broken hair off Tailor Sheng: "Okay, Brother Sheng, you can go back and rest!"

Tailor Sheng smiled bitterly: "I can rest anywhere, if I don't make that cheongsam, Ah Zhen will scratch my face tomorrow morning!" He hurried back to his tailor shop.

After seeing off the tailor Sheng, Jiang Bao didn't feel sick anymore, he simply didn't sleep, and immediately went to the execution ground to practice Iron Wire Fist.

Hands, eyes, body, waist, horse...

Heart, mind, will, energy, strength...

Twelve bridge players...

Two word pliers sheep horse...

After dozens of times, Jiang Bao has formed a muscle memory of Iron Line Fist.

At this time, he received a message in his brain: "Beginning with Iron Wire Fist, the realm will not change."

Because of previous experience, Jiang Bao knew that he would definitely receive this message.

"After merging the Arhat Fist last time, I was promoted to a second-rate fighter. Tonight, I will integrate the Iron Line Fist to see if there is any possibility of improvement?"

Thinking of this, he put the Twelve Way Tan Leg, Arhat Fist, and Tie Xian Fist together, referring to each other, taking the essence of the three and discarding the dross of the three schools.

Before dawn, he finally practiced a set of boxing that is somewhat similar to Tanju, Arhat, and Tiexian, but they are all different.

"Successfully integrated Iron Line Fist, increased combat power, promoted to first-class martial artist from foreign family." Another sentence floated in his brain.

"Upgraded to first-class so soon? In other words, I can be on the same level as Coolie Qiang, Niu Qianjin, Tailor Sheng, and Fried Ghost!" Jiang Bao suddenly burst into ecstasy.

A few days ago, he fought against Niu Qianjin and managed to last more than [-] rounds.Now, he has actually been promoted to the level of Wagyu Qianjin, he himself can't believe it.

In fact, he also knew that even though he was promoted to a first-class martial artist, if he really fought with Niu Qianjin and others with all his strength, he would be the one who lost in the end.

After all, they have been tempered for decades, and I rely on stealing other people's experience, so I am weak in both strength and speed!

He comforted himself: "Don't worry, take your time! Anyway, I'm already a top-notch martial artist. As long as I keep practicing hard, my strength and speed will improve. Besides, if I meet a master, I can still steal others' kung fu, Improve after fusion!"

　That big-breasted brother, you stole the tailor's red underpants and put them on yourself, showing them all.If you don't vote for me, I'll shoot it for you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)