infinite multiverse

Chapter 1 1927 years

1927 years.

Nanjing.

Xu House.

"Young master, are you awake? Breakfast is ready for you." The middle-aged woman in plain clothes looked at the young man on the bed with a smile.

The young man lying on the bed looked a little pale, and barely supported himself to sit up: "Well, go and do your work, Aunt Song, I'll greet you after eating."

"Okay, young master, you can eat more, last time you went on a hunger strike and fainted from hunger, you committed all the old problems that the master was scared of, and you stayed in the hospital for three full days.

But the master can be considered open, this time if you want to learn martial arts, you can learn martial arts, but don't do anything scary. "Aunt Song looked at the young master of the Xu family with a worried face.

This young master has been fond of dancing knives and clubs since he was a child. Originally, the master invited a martial artist to teach him a few tricks. Not at all lethal.

As a result, this young master, with the intention of punishing rape and eradicating evil, started a fight with the gangster who harassed the female classmates all day long...

Ever since, he went home with a bruised nose and a swollen face. If it weren't for those local ruffians who would have known that he was the young master of Xu's mansion, they would have broken his leg, not to mention his life.

Learned martial arts, practiced boxing, but was beaten up.

Although he was not seriously injured, it was obvious that Xu Hao had a shadow in his heart.

Originally, there was no one worried that Xu Hao would go to learn martial arts in the Xu family, but when the Nanjing Central Martial Arts Museum opened with great fanfare, Xu Hao who was watching from the side discovered that there are so many miraculous masters of martial arts in this world.

And at this moment, he also realized that the things he practiced were all shit and lies.

It's a pity that he wanted to go to the Nanjing Central Martial Art Museum to learn martial arts, but Master Xu didn't agree, so Xu Hao wanted to go on a hunger strike to protest!

But Mr. Xu is also stubborn, and directly said: "If you don't eat, you will starve to death. Whoever brings him a bite of food will break his leg and throw him out of Xu's residence."

As a result, Xu Hao, who hadn't eaten for three whole days, and his breath was not smooth, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He was so weak that he didn't come up at a stretch, and he was so angry that he died...

As for Xu Hao who had come back to life before him, it was another person...

Xu Hao just nodded with a smile at what Aunt Song said, then opened the window, looked at the light rain outside, and took two deep breaths of fresh air.

Because the feeling of cold air directly reaching his lungs can make his mind clearer.

"So... do I count as time-traveling?" Xu Hao was in a daze for two or three days, because he was accepting the broken memory of this body.

What makes him feel the difference is that in his previous life, his name was Xu Hao, and his name after time travel is also Xu Hao, which really makes him puzzled why there is such a coincidence.

"However, this 16-year-old body is actually similar to my own back then, so handsome..."

Xu Hao is an ordinary youth in the 21st century.

Average study, graduated from Peking University.

The work is average, Alibaba.

Female votes are average, no, no, no, after graduating from university, he got together at the Alibaba headquarters in Hangzhou, and never found a girlfriend. Originally, there was a Takizawa version, but it leaked and flew out of the window.

Seeing this scene, an old man in the security room showed extraordinary skills and quickly walked him away, leaving him no chance to go downstairs to get it back.

In short, Xu Hao before the crossing was very ordinary, if you have to talk about his advantages.

He has learned Sanda for several years since he was a child, and he has insisted on exercising for ten years, maintaining his streamlined muscles. He is confident that he can compete with the masked car wheel man on Douyin. Does this count?

Cough cough cough, Xu Hao is a very ordinary young man with an ultra-low limit. Even if he has learned how to fight for a few years and has a lot of muscle, he can beat two hooligans at most, and he still doesn't need a knife.

Otherwise, he couldn't let the white knife go in and the red knife come out when the hero was saving the beauty, and he was dying leaning against the wall to hang up, and even crossed here inexplicably.

"Hey, if my parents didn't die early, I would have to cry a lot..." Xu Hao sighed, looked at the food on the table, and couldn't help but feast on it. After all, he was sad and had to fill his stomach what.

...............................

Wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, a neat crew cut, and a somewhat handsome face, Xu Hao can be considered a literary youth in the Nationalist period.

"Where are you going?" A sonorous voice sounded, and Master Xu couldn't help shouting as he watched Xu Hao walk out the door.

"Go to the Central Martial Art Museum." Xu Hao didn't know how to face this new father, so he could only say without looking back.

"Have you brought money?"

"Uh...no!"

"How can I learn martial arts without you? Do you want to give my name to your father? I'll give you the money!"

Xu Hao turned around and took the purse thrown by Mr. Xu, opened it, and found that there were more than 50 oceans, which made him swallow a little: "So many?"

"Since you have made up your mind to learn martial arts, then study hard, and if you don't show off, don't call me dad.

But remember, after you walk out of this house, all the future business of the family will be handed over to your brother...

The money in the purse is not too much, except for the tuition fee of 20 silver dollars, you should spend more money to make friends. Warriors are gentlemen, drinking and eating is the easiest way to make friends, don’t be as silly as before! "Master Xu, who is nearly fifty years old, stands upright. Even though he is a businessman, he still wants his son to go to school rather than practice martial arts.

After all, in this era, literati are always hundreds of times stronger than warriors.

But what he doesn't know is...

Xu Hao graduated from a famous university. Even if he became a muscular programmer, he would eat all the knowledge in his head, but he still knew more than most students in the Nationalist period.

Especially in the workplace, it can be forgiven if you can't find a girlfriend. After all, you are surrounded by single programmers. If a female appears around you, you will be snatched away in an instant.

But it doesn't mean that his EQ is low, otherwise how could he become a super programmer step by step, because he used all his EQ to slap on the horse! ! !
"Understood, dad!" Seeing Xu Hao's wide-eyed eyes, he immediately shouted extremely affectionately.

Just this one word.

Master Xu couldn't help shivering, and quickly waved his hands to tell him to leave, but after he left, Master Xu's eyes were still full of warmth, and the youngest son, who had been awake for three days, finally called his father. ...

Is this the power of family affection?Master Xu wanted to know very much.

Xu Hao: "No, this is the power of money!"

Central Martial Art Museum!
Curator, Zhang Zhijiang.

Deputy curator, Li Jinglin...

The head of the Wudang sect, Sun Lutang.

It's a bad time for a lot of people.

But for warriors, this is also a powerful era.

In China in the 20th century, there were too many martial arts masters!
Since Xu Hao has learned Sanda, he must be like every teenager with this martial arts dream in his heart.

But learning how to fight did not let him learn to fly over the wall, especially because of the pressure of life, he did not have enough money to support him to learn more things, so he slowly gave up his childhood wish. When he has money, he has no time. .

But the residual memory of this body still makes him unable to forget it.

Because the old man in a black cardigan can drink lightly like thunder, can break wind with punches, and crush stones with kicks. How can such a powerful strength not make him yearn for it?

Since there is no reason for the inexplicable rebirth, why not learn the martial arts that I have never learned before.

Anyway, the family is rich~ I am arrogant, I am self-willed!
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