Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 1
Qincheng, a street of calligraphy and painting.

"Mother, where is this product?"

Coincidentally, as soon as the words were spoken, a plaque - Yipinzhai was hung in the center of the two-story wooden building.

Just as Wu Xuan was about to go in, a beautiful woman came out of the shop.

She looked like she was in her 20s, her skin was as white as suet white jade, and her figure was uneven.

The beauty was wearing light blue denim shorts, and a pair of black stockings exuded a seductive luster.

"Beauty, I know a little about physiognomy. It seems that you will have a bad omen in the near future. Can you chat with me?"

Who would have thought that the beauty didn't pay attention to Wu Xuan!
In her eyes, this person is a womanizer who hits up beautiful women on the street.

And the way to strike up a conversation is still so old-fashioned.

When the two passed by, he reminded again: "There is really a bad omen!"

The beauty turned her head and stared at him coldly, as cold as ice and snow: "You idiot, you are the big one."

"Tch, believe it or not, if you say you have a big murder, you will have a big murder!"

"rogue!"

"Beauty, although you are beautiful, you can't spout blood. After all, I am an ancestral physiognomy, and I will show you how to get rid of disasters."

"roll!"

The cold words uttered from the beauty's mouth again.

"Be careful, someone is following you!"

The beauty ignored his reminder and walked straight towards the crowd.

Wu Xuan sighed: Who told me that I am kind-hearted.

The anti-reconnaissance experience gained from years of actual combat is not a vegetarian.

He noticed that there were at least seven or eight people in the bustling crowd following the beautiful woman just now.

He followed behind the beautiful woman to see what the hell the group of people were up to.

Not long after following her, the beauty entered the underground parking lot alone, and he followed closely behind her.

When the beauty just opened the car door, a few people quickly rushed down from a Jinbei car next to it, and directly pulled the beauty into the car.

"Damn it! What a kidnapping!"

Wu Xuan glanced around and noticed that there was only one exit in the underground parking lot.

He didn't advance but retreated and stood directly at the exit, with the momentum of a king who cut across the sword.

The fast approaching Jinbei car honked its horn.

The muscles at the corners of his face trembled violently, and he never looked away from the golden cup car.

"Damn it, you're courting death!" A person poked his head out of the car window and cursed at Wu Xuan.

A person in the car shouted: "Damn, rush over and hit him to death."

The car passed in front of Wu Xuan with a "whoosh", and in a crisis, he directly pulled the rearview mirror, his body flew upside down, and stood firmly on the roof of the car.

As soon as the car pulled out of the underground parking lot, children around shouted in immature voices: "Mom, look, Uncle Superman is in the car."

A huge fist directly smashed the windshield, and the sudden situation short-circuited the brains of several people in the car.

The mother quickly hugged the child and fled the dangerous area.

Immediately, Wu Xuan jumped like a mouse into a snake, and rushed into the co-pilot.

He punched out violently, and the veins on his arm bulged, and the driver was knocked out with one punch.

It can even be clearly seen that the bridge of the driver's nose has collapsed.

As soon as the people in the back seat realized it, Wu Xuan directly pulled the beautiful woman away from the gangster.

At this time, I don't care about so much, and I have to choose a suitable time for mopping.

He kicked open the passenger door directly, and hugged the beauty in his arms.

Before the old man selling newspapers on the street handed the newspapers to the customers, he was stunned by the scene in front of him!

"Is this the hero in martial arts novels?"

At first glance, the old man is a fan of Jin Yong and Gu Long, and everything is inseparable from martial arts.

At this moment, the robbers were momentarily stunned.

After reacting, he immediately waved a bright dagger and stabbed fiercely at the two of them.

Wu Xuan skillfully dodged all the daggers that were threatening to move.

He could feel the beauty trembling all over, obviously she had never encountered such a scene before.

To Wu Xuan, this scene was nothing worth mentioning, nothing like fart.

He protected the beauty behind him, raised his kick and kicked the rushing gangster a few meters away.

The gangster drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to the ground fiercely!

He fell straight to the ground, unconscious, with at least five or six broken ribs.

"Stand here, don't move!"

After a while, Wu Xuan rushed forward, punching one by one, and subdued the enemy.

He shot so fast that the gangsters couldn't react at all, and punched straight to the point.

Several gangsters were knocked to the ground in an instant, howling in pain, and the screams like killing pigs resounded through the sky.

A gangster walked around behind the beauty, trying to take the opportunity to assassinate her.

It's just that Wu Xuan noticed him before he got close.

Wu Xuan kicked the ground directly and leaped more than one meter high.

I saw a figure falling from above, an elbow landed on the criminal's back like Mount Tai, and the sound of bones breaking echoed.

The gangster couldn't bear the huge momentum, his knees gave way, and he knelt down on the ground, spitting out blood.

If you look closely, you can see that the tiles on the floor have been cracked.

There was only one gangster left at the scene, and Wu Xuan lit a cigarette leisurely: "Beauty, look at my dead son and grandson!"

In the astonished eyes of the beauty, it is not difficult to see that she has been petrified.

Because the man in front of her gave her too much shock.

Is that human being?
Wu Xuan kicked up directly, kicking the last gangster more than a meter high like kicking a football.

That foot is impartial, right between the legs.

The onlookers couldn't help but subconsciously put their legs together. If that foot fell on them, it is estimated that there will be no happiness in the rest of their lives.

"This... is too violent!"

"It's too powerful, it's Huang Feihong's possession!"

There are more and more crowds watching, and those who have experienced the scene just now are bragging about what happened just now with those who came later.

Patting the dirt on his body, Wu Xuan walked up to the beautiful woman, cursing with a little anger on his face: "I told you that you have, no, you won't listen to the omen of great evil, right?"

The beauty is still in surprise, obviously she hasn't recovered yet.

In just a few tens of seconds, Wu Xuan was like a god of war, beating seven or eight gangsters with bare hands and laying them on the ground.

"The police are here, I'll slip away first, you can handle the rest yourself!"

Before leaving, he patted the beauty's delicate buttocks vigorously.

"Extremely flexible!"

The beauty glared angrily, and her favor towards Wu Xuan for saving her just now disappeared, and she scolded directly: "Rogue!"

Wu Xuan got into a taxi, and waved at the beautiful woman: "You don't know what to do, you didn't say thank you for saving you."

The onlookers unexpectedly burst into spontaneous applause.

Many people don't know why they applaud. Anyway, they applaud when others applaud.

Suddenly, there was a numb pain from her buttocks.

Tears of grievance fell down, she stared blankly at Wu Xuan.

Recall what the other party said just now: You have a bad omen.

Later, after Wu Xuan arrived at Yipinzhai.

A two-meter-high wooden screen in the house blocked the view.

Bypassing the mahogany shelves on both sides of the screen storefront, there are various ceramic products scattered here and there.

At a glance, none of them are real, and the oldest one is the pair of flower and bird porcelain vases in the Republic of China.

"boss."

"Just take what you like, and the price is clearly marked, and there is no counter-offer."

"Cough...cough cough, old man Qin asked me to find you."

"Qin...Master Qin." The boss is a middle-aged man in his 40s, and his body is a bit fat.

When he saw the jade pendant on Wu Xuan's neck, he burst into tears of excitement: "It's been 13 years, 13 years, and I've finally come to an end."

"Ah! What are you doing?"

The boss stammered excitedly: "You...you will be the owner of this shop from now on."

"are you crazy."

"I'm not sick. You were sent by Master Qin. Anyway, this store belongs to you from today onwards. You can dispose of the things in it as you like, but you can't sell the two-story building of Yipinzhai!"

After the boss's explanation, he understood.

It turned out that old man Qin was the owner of this shop, and the boss was at most a part-time worker.

"Damn it, I knew this old man had extra money, otherwise how would he support the widow Wang at the foot of the mountain?"

When the boss heard this, he just smiled and ran up to the second floor to pack his things.

Wu Xuan is still in a daze right now, so he came up with an antique shop out of thin air.

Anyway, if there is an advantage, don't take advantage of it. Since old man Qin asked him to come to Yipinzhai, he must have his reasons.

Five or six minutes later, the boss carried his suitcase and said, "I went up the mountain to serve Master. The bank cards are all in the drawer of the counter. The rooms on the first basement floor are all antiques that I have collected over the years. Master must not look at them." Come on, it will be cheaper for you kid."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Wu Xuan asked curiously.

"I've been waiting for 13 years, haha, thank you brother! By the way, the Ding kiln porcelain on the counter will be sent to Chunqiu Company for me tomorrow. We have discussed the price."

After finishing speaking, the boss walked out of Yipinzhai. Wu Xuan was most concerned about the bank card: "How much is the bank card?"

"Millions? Tens of millions? I forget the exact amount, but it's enough for you to spend a few years anyway."

(End of this chapter)