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Chapter 17 Fighting Skills That Tang San Doesn't Know

Ling Feng coughed a few times. It turned out that Grandpa Jack often went to the woods and was seen by Xiao San. No wonder he was suspected when he went in and out by himself. It was Grandpa Jack's fault.

"By the way, Brother Feng, Dad told me that Grandpa Jack will send the two of us to Nottingham to go to school tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? So soon?"

"what happened?"

"It's all right, it's just that time flies so fast. I've been in Holy Soul Village for so many years, and I'm about to leave now. It feels a little sudden."

"By the way, Brother Feng, I have practiced for a few days according to the fighting skills in the small video you showed me, and I found that the forward move is always bad. Can you give me some pointers?"

"Uh, that...you don't need to practice it deliberately, you will understand it after you practice it."

"Why is it called an old man pushing a cart? I have never figured it out."

"Eh, I don't know either."

"Okay! Then let's go back and pack our luggage."

"it is good."

Back home, old Jack was busy in the kitchen.

Ling Feng went to his room and began to make a small video screen of Mr. Kong. Due to the lack of many tools, he could only draw the pattern with white paper first, and then combined it with the small computer he developed.

Even when old Jack asked him to eat, he had to get busy with the work at hand first.

Old Jack was watching Ling Feng's masterpiece.

"Xiaofeng, I have learned that movement now, and it is very useful." Old Jack said suddenly

Ling Feng glanced back at the old Jack behind him, and wiped off his cold sweat. He had already reached the stage of horseback riding and archery, and he happened to be seen by the old Jack.

Before Ling Feng could speak, Old Jack continued: "This position, yes, this position should be a little lower, it will be better, I have a deep understanding."

Ling Feng had no power to refute, so he could only do what Old Jack said, and lowered the position of the bent over a little.

To be reasonable, after old Jack's guidance, Ling Feng definitely made this move more standard.

"Why don't you go with your old lover tonight?"

Ling Feng asked while busy.

Old Jack's face is too thick now, and he said with a faint smile: "Today she is on vacation, another man of his is back, and the other one is in pain."

"so smart?"

"Look at what you said, kid, thanks to your nerve pill, I found that my life was wasted when I was young."

"Do you feel like your life has reached its pinnacle now?"

"That's a must. By the way, we're leaving tomorrow. You have to prepare me the nerve pills I'll use in the future. Otherwise, what will I do if you leave?"

"It's already been prepared for you."

Ling Feng directly pulled out a rectangular box with a diameter of one foot from under the bed. Inside was a black and shiny piece, which was full of completed nerve pills.

"Are these enough for you?"

Old Jack's eyes were red, "You have prepared so much? This is to make Grandpa Jack look young again!"

Old Jack was so excited that he stretched out his hand and snatched the box from Ling Feng's hand. There were at least hundreds of nerve pills in the box, one pill for three days, at least enough for him for several years.

"Grandpa Jack, you should try to eat as little of this thing as possible. If you eat too much, it will consume a lot of your body. Don't see Grandpa Jack when I come back, but a grave that is already covered with grass."

"Well, you little bastard, curse your grandpa Jack, don't you!"

Old Jack deliberately pretended to be angry, but he also knew that this nerve pill really shouldn't be taken too much, one pill in three days is almost enough, and he can't take two pills a day like before, it doesn't feel too good.

It felt like my body was going to explode.

"Hahaha, no." Ling Feng said playfully.

After putting away the mobile phone, he pulled out another black box from under the bed, which was twice the size of the one given to Old Jack, and it was full of black and shiny nerve pills, at least thousands of them.

For him, the production cost is not high, but after arriving in Notting City, he can definitely sell it for a good price, a ten-gold soul coin.

As for the misery cigarettes, he also prepared a lot, and they were also packed in a big box. He didn't plan to sell them in packs, but sold loose cigarettes, ten gold soul coins apiece.

He has already set all the prices.

Just waiting to leave for Notting City tomorrow, rent a shop and make good money.

In order to have enough materials for the later stage, Ling Feng took all the herbs in the medicine garden, because the villagers who stayed here didn't know how to prepare them, and it would be bad if they prepared poison.

The next day, at dawn, Ling Feng had already packed his luggage.

When they came to Tang San's house.

Tang San was already sitting at the table, and the familiar aroma of porridge wafted out of his nostrils.

"Come on!"

Tang San said something casually.

Ling Feng responded, and then unceremoniously picked up one of the bowls of porridge and began to enjoy it.

After eating a bowl, Ling Feng felt that today's porridge was more fragrant than usual, just when he was about to eat another bowl, Tang San stopped him.

"This is for Dad."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ling Feng coughed a few times, "I'm sorry!"

"Let's go, you two brats." Old Jack yelled outside.

Today's old Jack specially wore a new dress, looking a little more hale and hearty than usual.

Beside him is Aunt Wang. Today, Aunt Wang looks very charming. It is hard to tell that she is so old, like a young woman of 27 or [-] years old.

Playing coquettish in front of old Jack, but old Jack ignored her.

When he left, he just told him: "Little cutie, when I come back, I'll go to Notting City first."

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(End of this chapter)