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Chapter 583 Martial Arts Contest (42)

"Are you sure it's here?"

"That's right, it's here. I watched people go in with my own eyes."

"Okay, get ready and tell the brothers to fight. If we win the fight, we will all be rich and honored."

In a small manor, a few Jianghu people in night clothes stared greedily at the manor.

"Wealth? It's not just wealth, it's number one in the world. 42 nine-rank martial arts masters all died in the hands of their brothers. If we snatch their two brothers' skills, then we can kill them as well." Like a dog." The strong man in the lead couldn't help but said excitedly.

"Boss, if you say that, can we really get the exercises?" A skinny young man behind him couldn't help questioning. The 42 nine-rank martial arts masters were all dead. Twenty or so of them were the strongest. Is it just that the warriors of the second-rank Zhoutian can really grab the skills?

It's no different from dying.

The burly man at the head looked at the skinny boy with dissatisfaction: "As for your crow's mouth, we are so well prepared, how could we not grab it."

The skinny boy couldn't help but be taken aback. This thing has nothing to do with whether you are fully prepared. Someone can crush you to death with a single finger. No matter how well prepared you are, it doesn't matter.

"Boss, are you sure?" The young man couldn't help but suspect that the strong man had lost his mind and went crazy. He was able to do all these things, and at night he secretly said that he would make them rich. Is this making a fortune?This is to reincarnate together.

"Let me say San'er, where did you find this person? Why didn't you see him at all, and he just talked nonsense." The strong man in the lead was even more dissatisfied.

"In that case, Boss, then I won't go in. I'll stay outside to watch out for you. I don't want this exercise anymore. I just hope that when the big brother becomes powerful, I can reward my brother with 80 taels of silver." The skinny boy Deciding not to die with this group of idiots is no longer a matter of common sense, but a matter of brains.

The headed strong man's complexion became even worse, but he eased up a lot when he heard the following words: "Alright, you stay here to watch the wind, and you should shout when the arresting yamen servants come."

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of everything." Looking at the excited twenty-odd people, the skinny young man couldn't help feeling that this group of people was really stupid. He would definitely wait for this group of people to enter, and he turned around and ran away immediately.

He doesn't know how strong a ninth-rank martial artist is, and this group of people probably don't know how strong they are. The strongest is only a second-rank Zhoutian. What is the concept of this second-rank Zhoutian? Some of them may not have finished the first-grade body training, or even just stepped into martial arts.

He didn't know how big the gap between the second-rank Zhou Tian and the ninth-rank Tongshen was for the skinny boy, but he knew one thing, that this kind of behavior was courting death.

He was even keenly aware of who was behind this. The news came from Xuanyue Villa, but this Xuanyue Villa was thousands of miles away from his Shuihuang Township, and even the so-called The Xuanyue Villa doesn't even know where it is.

The day after the two brothers bought this small manor, the news spread throughout Shuihuang Township. He would not believe that there was no one behind the scenes to add fuel to the flames.

What's more, the Sirius gang who dominates Shuihuang Township, that is, these three people, don't know who was provoked so much, they think they can do this, and they keep it secret until now. Say.

That's right, there are only three members of the so-called Sirius Gang, and the rest are just like him, unemployed vagrants who were temporarily pulled in, commonly known as gangsters. The reason why they can dominate Shuihuang Township is because the leader of the Sirius Gang is The second-rank Zhou Tian warriors, and the remaining two are first-rank body refinement warriors.

If he had known that these so-called people were a bunch of idiots, he wouldn't have agreed to join in the fun at night for a white-faced bun in the morning, it was a waste of time.

"Good boy, yes, as long as the matter is done, I will reward you with a hundred and eighty taels." The headed strong man naturally narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said so, but in fact, who knows.

"Then thank you, big brother, and please act quickly." The skinny young man couldn't wait any longer. After they acted, he naturally had to run away quickly. He always felt a chill behind him, as if something was staring at him. Just like him.

"Okay, brothers, rush with me, grab money and food, rush." ​​The head of the strong man seemed to be afraid that the people inside would not hear him, holding a torch, holding a knife and yelling loudly, then rushed towards the gate of the small manor go.

The remaining [-] or so people also followed closely behind and rushed out, yelling loudly all the way. With this posture, they have three points of Liangshan heroes, and what they lack is that they don't have the normal brains of those Liangshan heroes.

Taking advantage of this, the skinny boy quickly rolled on the ground on a donkey, disappeared in the dark night, and then crawled in the opposite direction through the weeds and the night.

This is killing people, a bunch of mindless bastards, he thought they would at least be normal, and passed quietly, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this. The grass mud horses kept rushing.

"You run away too."

A voice came out of nowhere, and the skinny young man glanced at him, and he was also a young man not much different from his age.

"That's right, you were also tricked by those idiots with a white flour bun?" The skinny young man sized him up and asked in a low voice.

"White flour buns? How is it possible? You just gave me a steamed corn bun, and you dare to trick me." Wu Mingkong couldn't help complaining. He didn't expect that what they gave was white flour steamed buns, but when it came to him, it turned into a steamed bun. It's not that the middlemen are making the difference, it's that the unscrupulous factories have run out of money.

"Then you are really unlucky. Climb quickly. The person inside is a big man who was casually killed by a ninth-rank psychic. I don't know where the wolf gang got the news. They are actually blind." The skinny young man sympathized with Wu Mingkong very much.

"No way, you cheated me with white flour buns, I can't swallow my breath." Wu Mingkong felt that this was too cheating.

A skinny young man with black hair, is it more important than your life to co-operate with your white-faced bun?
But even though he heard Wu Mingkong say that, after seeing Wu Mingkong and him leave together through the weeds and the night without doing anything else, he understood that he was just talking.

"What's your surname? It's fate to be cheated together." Wu Mingkong tried to figure out his name.

"Zhao Youfu, what about you?"

"Good name, Wu Mingkong."

After the two exchanged names, there was no topic for a while, and they were buried in crawling.

Because there was already movement from behind, basically the sound of a corpse falling to the ground.

"Brother, what are you doing lying on the ground? Also, where have you been all day?"

In front of Zhao Youfu, a figure stopped where he was going, and then asked aloud.

Wu Mingkong next to him got up and flicked the dirt on his body: "Oh, I was going out for a walk this morning, and I was stopped by someone on the street, who asked me to do something, gave me a cornbread and said that he would come to help the momentum at night, I was thinking It's not that I have nothing to do, and I still have a bun, so I agreed by the way."

Wu Lin had a black line: "So you helped them attack our own manor?"

Zhao Youfu couldn't help being shocked by what he said, the three brothers of the Sirius gang are really stupid, who did they recruit.

"I didn't know at first, but I'll know when he's ready to do something." Wu Mingkong felt that he couldn't be blamed for this matter.

"Brother, do you think I can believe this? No one with a normal mind would come here. If it wasn't for you to panic and mess up things in your spare time, how could such a thing happen?" Wu Lin didn't believe it, but anyone with a little IQ , we all know that these two people are not easy to mess with, how could they still be eager to die.

"Am I like that kind of person? I didn't do this because I wanted to find out which idle bastard was behind me to fuel the flames. We just talked about it, and then the news came here. To say this It's a coincidence, do you believe it or not?" Wu Mingkong had a good reason, he wasn't just doing something, he was doing something.

At this point, Wu Lin finally understood why Wu Mingkong acted in such a dishonest and out-of-the-ordinary manner, probably because no one could beat him to death.

"Okay, let's go home and have dinner." Wu Lin was a little embarrassed, but also very helpless.

"Come on, Youfu, let's go and have dinner with me." Wu Mingkong felt that Zhao Youfu was a talent.

Why do you say that, that group of people were like an idiot who was so overwhelmed by Wu Mingkong's suggestion that they didn't notice something was wrong at all, but this Zhao Youfu woke up, what does this mean?This shows that Zhao Youfu is a talent.

"Me?" Zhao Youfu couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that he didn't have to die. This is simply a fantasy.

"Okay, I'll come right away." Zhao Youfu stood up and followed Wu Mingkong. He felt that he seemed to be developed, at least he hugged his thigh.

"Brother, what did you discover today?" Wu Lin couldn't help asking on the way back.

"Yes, I found that the tofu nao at Widow Wang's house in the village tastes good, and the buns next door are also delicious, and there is a small casino in Nan'er. I went in and tried it, and I was lucky. I almost failed The other party won and went bankrupt, but afterwards he was a little unreasonable and called me cheating, and he couldn't afford to open any casino." Wu Mingkong said in a rambling manner.

Zhao Youfu couldn't help but lie for a while, no wonder the casino of Wang Laosan's family was smashed at noon today, and this is the co-author.

"Brother, have you cheated?" Wu Lin thought for a while, but he didn't question Wu Mingkong because he didn't do business. Instead, he asked these little things with great interest.

"It's out, otherwise how can I win? As the saying goes, ten gambles and nine cheats, how can I bankrupt the casino if I don't pay a thousand dollars." Wu Mingkong admitted it confidently, without feeling ashamed at all, on the contrary, he has the feeling that you can stand up to me look.

"Oh, how much did you win, big brother?"

"Not much, after eating a bowl of tofu nao, three steamed buns, two bowls of Yangchun noodles and hundreds of raw souls, there is nothing left." Wu Mingkong counted the things he ate today, and calculated the money he won It's gone.

Zhao Youfu can understand tofu nao, buns and Yangchun noodles, but what are the hundreds of living souls behind them? Are they new snacks?

But there is no such thing as a snack called a living soul, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of asking something, and then let him accompany the twenty or so people just now.

"Then do you still eat?" Wu Lin asked again.

"Eat, otherwise this food would be a pity."

"It's a pity, when the leftovers are left for you to eat tomorrow, they won't be wasted."

Good guy, Wu Mingkong was just lying at the time, you are provoking his authority.

Within a few steps, the three of them returned to the small manor. When passing by, Zhao Youfu took a closer look. The corpses of the twenty or so people had been disposed of at some point, and it was impossible to tell that someone died here just now. look.

Entering the small manor, it was quiet inside without a single sound, there were only a few lanterns hanging there, which looked quite intrusive. Thinking back to the corpses of the twenty or so people who disappeared before, Zhao Youfu couldn't help but make his hair stand on end .

There was not even a servant or maid here, so why did the corpses of the twenty or so people not be found just now? After comparing them before and after, Zhao Youfu felt that he might have drunk a little too much water and couldn't hold his bladder.

Looking at the layout of the small manor, all kinds of terrifying thoughts came to my mind, especially when Wu Mingkong said to invite him to dinner just now. After expanding the cause and effect, and diverging his thinking, Zhao Youfu has now figured out that he is the one on the table. The idea of ​​this dish came.

He felt that he must have bumped into a ghost, and now he is in a haunted house.

The more I think about it, the more my heart trembles, and combined with the hundreds of living souls Wu Mingkong said, it's almost alive.

Then following this line of thought, the whole small manor became gloomy.

Just thinking about it like this made my legs tremble a little in fright.

It's almost like going to the execution ground. I feel that life is gloomy, and the future is hell. After 18 years, I can become a hero again.

"Brother, why is he shaking?" Wu Lin naturally noticed Zhao Youfu's strangeness.

Wu Mingkong glanced at it: "It's scary, let's leave it alone to scare myself."

For this situation, Wu Mingkong was not easy to explain, and it seemed fun to scare himself, so he didn't intend to stop it.

"Interesting, big brother, you can go eat by yourself, I have to go back to practice." Wu Mingkong went to eat what Wu Lin did with the past, he had already eaten.

Wu Mingkong was not hypocritical, he waved his hand and told Wu Lin to do whatever he wanted, he was no longer a child.

After a few steps, Wu Mingkong turned a few corners and arrived at the kitchen.

After looking at the food, it was still warming on the stove, so I picked it up casually.

"Come, eat." Wu Mingkong took another bowl and filled two bowls of rice for Zhao Youfu.

Only at this time did Zhao Youfu relax a lot, at least it didn't look like there were any skulls, human eyeballs and the like.

After receiving the white rice given by Wu Mingkong, feeling the temperature on the bowl, the whole person feels better, at least it is not cold. I heard that ghost rice is cold to the bone. Although this bowl of rice is not hot, at least it is cold. warm.

The dishes on that table were also full of meat and vegetables, because they were steaming hot just after they were taken out of the stove.

For such a table, in Zhao Youfu's eyes, it must be worth at least ten taels of silver.

It's just that Wu Mingkong looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but get a black line. Didn't he cook this in the morning? Neither of the two co-authors knows how to cook.

He took another bite of the rice, and sure enough, it was all in the morning. No wonder Wu Lin specifically said to cook more when he heard that he was going out for a walk in the morning. He co-authored it for such a thing. He thought it was because martial arts practitioners eat a lot , He made a dozen more servings, but in the end he left some for him, and kept it for him for dinner.

"No wonder that kid refused to come over. He wants to go back to practice martial arts. He is waiting for me here." Wu Mingkong finally understood, no wonder he suddenly said he wanted to go back halfway through the walk.

"Come on, eat quickly, it's left over from the morning." Wu Mingkong picked it up a few times casually, if he hadn't taken care of Zhao Youfu, he could have eaten the table and even the dishes for you with just this bite.

Under this table of sumptuous meals, Zhao Youfu's mood naturally became much calmer, at least he wasn't afraid anymore.

He has lived such a big life, and he has never eaten such a good meal.

In the final analysis, he is just a low-level bastard who lives on some odd jobs every day, otherwise he wouldn't be so skinny.

There is practice in martial arts, but the nutrition can't keep up, and the practice of martial arts has made me lose money. I can barely be regarded as half a first-rank martial artist.

You know, in this Shuihuang Township, every household knows how to do the tricks, but it can be said that there are very few who are truly successful in martial arts and can become first-rank body training. In the entire Shuihuang Township, there are only seven or eight first-rank body training, two There are only two pin Zhoutians, one is the Heavenly Wolf Gang that dominates the village, which has been completely wiped out now, and the other is Lizheng from the village, who can be regarded as a member of the Dacang Dynasty system.

The entire Shuihuang Township is actually very poor, and basically they are people with no knowledge. Most of them may even rarely go out of Shuihuang Township. They have spent their entire lives farming and arable land, begging for a bite in the soil.

This is a bit better. Zhao Youfu, who has no land, can only do odd jobs. If he doesn't have jobs, he will probably be hungry. Just like today, he was tricked into doing this murderer for the sake of a white bun. The trick, if it wasn't for the fact that the twenties had lowered their wits because of Wu Mingkong, it wouldn't have been so easy for him to get away, and it would have been more likely to have chopped him down with a knife to prevent the news from leaking out.

It's not just talking about troublemakers in poor mountains and bad waters.

"Why did your lord take a fancy to me?" Zhao Youfu asked suddenly while he was eating.

Wu Mingkong glanced at him, what should I say?
"When I first saw you, I thought you were a genius who practiced martial arts." Wu Mingkong thought for a while before saying.

Wu Mingkong's words can't be faked, he can get rid of Wu Mingkong's hints, maybe his aptitude is not as good as Wu Lin, but at least he is a person with a firm will. In Wu Mingkong's case, whether it is root or understanding, this thing is actually not For any big problem, what he values ​​more is a person's mentality and will, which is the most important thing. After all, those who can survive Wu Mingkong's experiment are generally not ordinary people.

"A martial arts prodigy."

Zhao Youfu kept repeating these four words in his mouth. He felt that he was a Chollima who met Bole.

(End of this chapter)