Chapter 3

"My lord, what are you playing with?"

Song Sandao turned his head, staring at Jiang Nan who was in a strange posture and asked in surprise.

Behind him, dozens of guards from the Jiang family also stared inquiringly.

"Huh? Why is there no response?"

Jiang Nan was puzzled.

Ordinarily, Song Sandao had been the head of the Jiang family's guards for many years, and he had a good relationship with the original Mr. Jiang. He drank wine and went shopping together, so there should be a causal relationship.

How did you not steal anything after using the magical power of "Stealing the Claw"?

According to my perception when I first created my own martial arts, as long as there is a causal relationship with myself, there is absolutely no possibility of failure in this supernatural power.Once cast, one of the most important things will inevitably be stolen.

Why did it seem to be invalid when it came to Song Sandao?

"Could it be..."

Jiang Nan thought of the battle mode of the classic game in his previous life, and suddenly thought of a possibility:
"Could it be that this supernatural power has a cooling-off period?"

Suddenly, I couldn't help being a little disappointed.

However, after thinking about it, I felt that this was normal.

After all, this supernatural power itself is enough to defy the sky, if there is no limit, then it's still worth it!
Immediately he smiled "haha" and said, "Uncle Song, let me try your reaction. You really deserve to be a master of martial arts, and you are not surprised when you change. You have the demeanor of a general!"

"Haha... You kid, how come you have learned how to flatter?"

Song Sandao laughed and stepped forward, patted Afraid Jiangnan on the shoulder, and joked meaningfully: "Could it be that you were frightened by the strong man who robbed you, and you want Song to catch them earlier and avenge you?"

"Hahaha. Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, Uncle Song!"

Jiang Nan complained along the way: "You said, why have I been so unlucky recently, and I have encountered such bad things?"

"I don't care if it's bad or not, as long as people are fine."

Song Sandao shook his head and sighed: "Oh! I advised you to practice martial arts a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. You know, in this world where force is paramount, your own strength is the foundation of everything. It's bullshit."

"I'm practicing martial arts now, is there still time?" Jiang Nan asked expectantly.

"It's late!" Song Sandao punched Jiangnan angrily: "You'd better go to the countryside and be your toubob. That's the most suitable life for you right now."

"That's not necessarily true." Jiang Nan finished speaking lightly, before Song Sandao could refute, he immediately changed the topic:
"Uncle Song, are you done yet? I'll treat you to a drink."

"A guard leader, what are you busy with?" Song Sandao turned his head and told the guards who were still waiting: "I remember everything I just said, disband!"

"Yes."

The guards withdrew.

Jiang Nan ordered the kitchen to deliver the food and wine to his yard, and chatted with Song Sandao about the anecdotes of the world.

"Eldest son, weren't you not interested in these before?" Song Sandao asked in surprise.

"That was before." Jiang Jiang sighed: "Oh, I went out and realized that this world is too dangerous. It is always good to learn more common sense."

Song Sandao didn't doubt that he was there, and told Jiangnan little by little what he had seen and heard in the world.

Before I knew it, it was the third watch of the cock crowing.

Song Sandao's belly was almost dry, and he couldn't stand it any longer, so he insisted on going back to rest.

Jiang Nan still refused to let him go, so he asked Song Sandao to rest in his room.

Song Sandao couldn't resist, so he could only agree.

Sleep on Jiangnan's bed.

Jiang Nan slept in the room that originally belonged to the nurse Bi Niang.

When the sky was getting dark, Song Sandao suddenly yelled in Jiangnan's room: "Where is the thief?"

Followed by the sound of Song Sandao rushing out of the room to chase the enemy.

For a long time.

Song Sandao returned to Bi Niang's room and shouted, "Young Master, are you alright?"

"fine."

Jiang Nan crawled out from under Bi Niang's bed, opened the door, and walked out.

"Uncle Song, what's the matter?" Jiang Nan rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in surprise.

"Just now, someone touched my bed and seemed to attack me. Fortunately, I found out in time and scared me away." Song Sandao stared into Jiangnan's eyes and said meaningfully: "It's also thanks to old Song I As a martial artist in the Qi Sea Realm, his vigilance is much stronger than that of ordinary people, if it were you, he would probably give up."

"what?"

Jiang Nan patted his chest with fear on his face: "So, it was Uncle Song who took it on my behalf and saved my life! Next time I drink, I will respect Uncle Song for a few bowls."

"Okay! I don't dare to drink your kid's wine anymore."

Song Sandao obviously meant something.

With such a coincidence, it is obviously impossible for Song Sandao not to be suspicious.

Jiang Nan didn't care either.

Do it all.

As long as you see through and don't tell the truth, and don't admit it when you say it, we are still friends.

"Hey. Then I'll go to Uncle Song's house to drink your wine." Jiang Nan simply played a rogue.

"You, you... go out for a while, and your skin has become thicker." Song Sandao nodded helplessly on Jiangnan's forehead.

"Haha. A thick-skinned person is not easy to suffer."

"Hmm. Makes sense."

As Song Sandao said, his face suddenly turned serious: "From tonight, I will add a secret post outside your yard, Eldest Prince. In terms of safety, there should be no problem for the time being."

"However, I still suggest, Eldest Young Master, you should go to the countryside as soon as possible. Go early, so you can feel at ease. Everyone can feel at ease."

"I know." Jiang Nan nodded, and said solemnly: "Thank you Uncle Song!"

"Ugh……"

Song Sandao sighed, turned around and walked out of the courtyard without further words.

At that time, it was already dawn, and a line of fish-belly was faintly visible in the distant sky.

The color, which was not very brilliant at first, looked so eye-catching in the lonely world.

Anyone with insight knows what a brilliant red sun is brewing under that silvery white line.

When the time comes, it will burst forth.

No matter thousands of mountains or hundreds of millions of clouds, nothing can cover it.

"The Claw of Stealing the Sky!"

In the morning wind, facing Song Sandao's back, Jiang Nan shouted softly in his heart again.

""Ghost Shadow Mistracking Sword"."

This is the martial arts that suddenly appeared in Jiangnan's mind.

"Huh? Isn't it "Three Swords of Thunderbolt" that Uncle Song is famous for?"

Jiang Nan was surprised.

After a little research, I found that this sword technique called "Ghost Shadow Mizong Sword" is definitely much higher than the "Three Swords of Thunderbolt" that Song Sandao showed to the guards, not to mention its power.

According to the principle of "Stealing the Claw"'s supernatural power to steal the "most important thing" of the target person, it is clear that this sword technique is Song Sandao's main martial art, and the exposed sword technique is mostly just a cover-up.

"It seems that Uncle Song's identity is not simple!"

Jiang Nan shook his head and smiled.

It is naturally a surprise to get "Ghost Shadow Mizong Sword" which is stronger than "Three Swords of Thunderbolt".

As for why Song Sandao concealed his identity, what identity did he hide?
Jiang Nan didn't care.

As long as he doesn't endanger himself, even if the other party is the number one villain in the world, what does he have to do with him?
Jiang Nan casually broke off a section of peach branch, and waved it a few times according to the move of "Ghost Shadow Mizong Sword" in his mind.

Leaving an afterimage of peach branches in the air.

really.

This newly stolen "Ghost Shadow Fan Zing Sword" has also directly reached the realm of Xiaocheng.

Even though the lack of internal strength made the sword technique lack a bit of power, the afterimage that it transformed was hard to guard against.

The sword that Mr. Jiang used to pretend to be coquettish before has been thrown into the wild together with the carriage.

Jiang Nan went directly to Jiangfu's warehouse, and took another long sword and hung it on his waist.

Just after leaving the warehouse door, a young man huddled in front of him came over.

"Yo—brother, I heard that you met a strongman yesterday? Why, you even lost the sword you bought for 1000 taels of silver?"

The young man stared at the ordinary long sword on Jiangnan's waist, and said mockingly: "If you want me to say, you can still play with your own beauty fan. The long sword hanging around your waist can only be used as a decoration, it really doesn't suit you, brother. temperament."

This young man is the original body's cheap brother, Jiang Tian, ​​the half-brother of the Jiang family.

Similarly, when Jiangnan woke up, he heard the "Second Young Master" from the two people who murdered the original body.

This Second Young Master Jiang is different from the original dude, but a well-known young talent in Nanshan City.

Not only was he admitted as a scholar at a young age, but he also entered the eighth rank of martial arts.

Therefore, after the eldest wife Chu's accident, Mr. Jiang was "unlucky" one after another. The casino lost money and the brothel was shameful. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there must be something tricky behind it, but everyone in the Jiang family selectively turned a blind eye. "Shuangquan" Jiang's second son was optimistic, so he acquiesced to give up Jiang's "dandy prodigal son" by default.

Jiang Laoer heard that his eldest brother had returned safely, so he immediately went to find him, making sarcastic remarks on purpose, trying to find out.

However, that was Jiang's second child's heartfelt thoughts.

A dandy waste, of course he is only suitable for playing with a fan played by a playboy, what kind of sword is he suitable for!

Jiang Nan raised his eyes, glanced indifferently at this cheap younger brother who was the "hand behind the scenes", and said four words lightly:

"none of your business!"

(End of this chapter)

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