We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 24 Raid ()

Planck was lying on the quilt in the room. He was not called to bed by Olivier today.

On the day when the Hongshan City Martial Arts Appreciation Conference ended, Plank took the three little ones to the mountain gate together.

Here he no longer has to worry about the "Fist Gate" killers who may attack at any time.

He would just be picked up by someone one night and complete the agreement they agreed on in the hut on the top of the mountain.

Jack had no idea that the Uncle Plank he admired was actually just a well-loved little man.

In the dark starry night.

Gangplank couldn't sleep, and neither did Jack next door to him.

Jack walked out of the room quietly. He stared at the sky steadily. He had thought about taking his mother away before the family incident, but her mother did not agree.

In the end, Jack only took away his sister Lucy and the family servant's daughter Karena.

"Would it be better if we stayed in the family?" Jack fell into deep thought.

When Lucy first came out, she was lively and curious about the outside world. In order to cover up the family troubles, he specifically told Lucy that they were here to visit Uncle Plank.

In fact, they just came to seek refuge.

After so many days, the little blond lolita Lucy also began to miss her mother Haneway.

But Jack made an excuse that they wanted to be disciples of the Snake Sting Fist Sect here. This was his mother's request. Only after completing the task could he go back to see his mother Haneway.

Jack unconsciously took out two small glass bottles from his arms. The liquid flowing inside shone brightly under the moonlight.

This was what he took with him when he escaped from home.

On the way here he had considered giving this thing to Uncle Plank if he didn't agree to their visit.

But because Uncle Plank often had "important things" to do, he never confessed to Uncle Plank.

Jack took a deep breath. A determined look appeared on his freckled face. Looking at the two bottles of raw liquid, he didn't hesitate anymore.

"Just tomorrow, give it to Uncle Plank tomorrow!"

Jack swore to the air in front of him alone that he did not want to live up to the help Uncle Plank had given them. Although these two bottles of raw liquid were important, they were far less than Jack's determination to protect his loved ones.

Jack, who tiptoed back into the house, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Karina, who was sleeping very lightly, had not been woken up. Then he slowly took off his shoes and socks and went to bed to fall asleep.

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At dawn, the rooster kept in the Snake Sting Gate flew up to the towering boulder.

He raised his neck and faced the morning sun. Before the sun appeared, he made a loud cry, "Oh, oh, oh, oh~"

Jack climbed out of bed sleepily. He didn't sleep well last night.

Then he saw Uncle Plank with a pair of panda eyes. Jack also heard something like "Why didn't you come to me" to himself, a bit like the complaints of a young woman in the boudoir?
  Jack shuddered and pushed the strange thought out of his mind.

Plank also saw Jack who got up early. He waved his big hand and said to Jack with a smile: "Little Jack, are you worried about getting up so early?"

Then he stood in front of Jack, trying his best to look strong. "Young people just need sleep. Otherwise, how can you grow a tall body and protect your sister?"

"Uncle Plank, I have something to confess to you." Jack felt a little ashamed, and then took out the two bottles of liquid that he had warmed with his body.

"My little Jack, how could you have this thing?" Gangplank exclaimed, the secret relic - mecha liquid.

He would never admit it. This thing rarely leaked out on the market. The last time it leaked out was because the "Fist Sect" organization robbed the Federation's secret transport team a few years ago.

Plank was a little surprised for a moment that the mecha liquid, which was not in much stock in the entire federation, would appear in the hands of his little nephew, but he soon calmed down and looked around.

He rubbed Jack's head and said, "Come into the house with me." When the two of them entered the house, Gangplank brought a chair for Jack to sit on, "Did you steal this from your family?"

"My mother Haneway gave it to me." Jack shook his head and then revealed the truth.

"Then you have to treasure it well and don't expose this treasure outside at will." Plank looked into Jack's eyes, held Jack's small hand in his big hand, and warned him sincerely.

"No, Uncle Plank." The determination in Jack's eyes this time was unshakable, "This is for you, uncle."

After all, you are the only one who can take in the Rowett family after knowing what happened to them. Jack thought silently.

What's more, although this mecha liquid is very precious, if you are not a mecha master, you can't use it yourself. You can only trade with mecha masters to get what you want.

And a child like him carrying two bottles of mecha liquid is as dangerous as a three-year-old child carrying a large sum of money through the market.

Not to mention the "Fist Killer" who may come at any time later, even ordinary martial arts practitioners may attack them.

Weakness is the original sin. He understood this truth from his mother's sad eyes and the experience of running away.

"I want to become strong, strong enough to protect my family." Jack has worked very hard since he joined the Snake Sting Fist, but practicing martial arts is never something that happens overnight.

He now needs to find a strong backer to buy him time and buy him time to control his own destiny.

At present, this candidate can only be Uncle Planck.

So Jack handed these two bottles of precious mecha liquid to his uncle without any psychological burden.

Plank obviously understood what Jack was thinking. He sighed for a while and said nothing more.

He just stood up slowly and said, "Good boy, leave it to me, your handsome uncle." Gangplank shook his windbreaker. He knew that only one person could truly become the owner of these two bottles of mecha fluid.

Plank opened the door. The house built on the mountainside platform could not see the top of the mountain, but he could already imagine that the inhuman monster was practicing snake stabbing on the top of the mountain.

Tightening his windbreaker, Plank turned and walked towards the top of the mountain.

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At this time, on the top of the mountain, Olife was listening to Leon's message.

Since Marianne and Andre came to the Mountain Gate last time, they have been sending messages to the disciples of the Mountain Gate to Orife every day.

In the past, it was Marianne who expressed her desire to see her mother. Unexpectedly, today's message was that she was preparing to leave, hoping to see Olife one last time.

"Olive, I'm pregnant, so I want to come back so you can meet the baby."

"Now that we've seen her, it's time for us to leave. Olive, you are such a cold-blooded mother."

Leon stood aside with his head lowered. After bringing the message, he didn't dare to say anything when he saw what Olife was thinking.

"Are these her exact words?" Olife turned her back to Lyon. She looked down at the small town far down the mountain, as if she could see through thousands of miles and see her daughter in the town.

"Yes, Lord Master." Leon replied in a deep voice.

The strong wind on the top of the mountain blew through Olife's long red hair, and a trace of confusion flashed in her red-brown eyes, "Is this your soul, Marianne?"

"Tell them I will go." Olife turned to Leon and ordered.

They killed Marianne and Andre, and even wore their relics, traveling thousands of miles from Kyoto to Red Mountain to see her.

"I said, freedom is not achieved by fighting for it, but by the fists in the hands." Olife said softly, and the thin voice was blown away by the strong wind. "I will teach you one last lesson, Marianne. …”

(End of this chapter)