My Skills Have Special Effects

After squeezing out the crowd, Lin Yan saw a large group of passers-by gathered at the entrance of Mipu.

In the center of the crowd, there was the mean woman I had seen yesterday, and a fat kid of twelve or thirteen years old, hugging each other and crying bitterly.

Lin Yan stood in the center and said sternly: "I didn't sign the deed, but Fugui Rice Shop forced me to sign it. Isn't this just forcing people to be slaves! Who would dare to work in your Fugui Rice Shop with such banditry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were whispers among the crowd.

Lao Chen went out with a group of laborers, his expression gloomy as if dripping water: "Dear fellow villagers, this kid is working in my shop. He obviously owes wages and has to sign a deed, but now he wants to run away! It's really disgusting. Please help me get it, fellow villagers. he!"

"I work, but I owe wages? What a shame!"

Naturally, the people around him will not be fooled easily and will just watch the fun.

Lin Yan: "I came here today to quit my job! As for the half-month salary owed to me, I don't want it anymore. Let's just say goodbye!"

There were many people on the other side, and a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, so Lin Yan waited for an opportunity to retreat.

At this time, the woman in the middle suddenly pointed at Lin Yan and screamed: "It's you! It's you! It's you who killed my husband! It's you! Give my husband back his life!"

The voice was as shrill as a ghost, startling everyone.

Everyone looked at Lin Yan strangely. Geng Bing was a warrior. How could his death be related to Lin Yan?

Lao Chen on the opposite side was also frightened by the call, and his face trembled: "Ms. Hu, what did you say?"

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Hu immediately turned to Lao Chen: "My husband was killed by you Mipu people! It was him! My poor husband! You died so miserably!"

The object of crying has turned to Lao Chen.

"Nonsense!" Lao Chen blew his beard and glared, "This kid is just a bastard who settles scores. How can he harm Master Geng? If you dare to bite randomly again, Mrs. Hu, be careful with your tongue!"

Wu San stood next to Lao Chen and muttered: "That's right, how could Lin Yan kill Master Geng? He is crazy about money."

"It's him, it's him!"

Then Mrs. Hu burst into tears and repeated what happened yesterday in a scattered manner.

"What! Longmen Pavilion!"

"Is that the Longhufang, the Longmen Pavilion that stands side by side with the Hutou Camp?"

"I heard that it has a close relationship with the Neifang City Lord's Mansion, and there are extremely skilled martial arts masters inside. It is a domineering force!"

"No wonder, no wonder, if Geng Bing provokes the people of Longmen Pavilion, isn't he seeking death?"

"Hey, I have seen the disciples of Longmen Pavilion wearing clothes like this."

"Is it true? This little accountant is actually a disciple of Longmen Hall?"

"That Fugui Rice Shop is so brave that he dares to force the disciples of Longmen Pavilion to sign a personal contract!"

In fact, Mrs. Hu also told her story last night, but firstly there were few people, and secondly no one believed that Mipu Accounting Room was related to Longmen Pavilion, so no one believed it.

But now that the witness is here and the clothes are correct, the credibility increases by several points.

"It's nonsense, it's nonsense! I know, you must have colluded in this!"

Lao Chen puffed his beard and stared. He concluded that Lin Yan was a man with high ambition and low hand, and had no ability. He didn't believe it at all.

Wu San couldn't believe it and looked at Lin Yan with wide eyes: "Lin Yan, everything she said is a lie, right?"

But his body stopped involuntarily, and everyone including the other Lifu also stepped back.

When Lao Chen saw this, his heart beat loudly, and he pointed at Lin Yan: "Lin Yan! You said you are from Longmen Hall, how can you prove it!"

"ridiculous!"

Lin Yan turned around and retreated to the edge of the crowd, preparing to leave. He had learned a lot about what happened today. The days ahead are long and there will be consequences.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, there was another shout from outside, and the three of them pushed aside the crowd and walked in slowly.

The two of them were lined up in front, with a tall guard guarding the back.

"Big boss!" Lao Chen shouted in surprise.

Lin Yan recognized one of the two people in front, it was Mr. Zhang, the boss of Mipu, with an embarrassed look on his face.

The other one is extremely young, less than twenty, with a handsome appearance, a tall and straight figure, and an angry look on his face.

He had his hands behind his back, looking proud and noble, with a hint of disdain in his eyes, as if he looked down upon everything around him.

The most important thing is that he is wearing a gray suit similar to Lin Yan, except that he has a black "dragon" tattooed on his chest.

"This is……"

Lin Yan recognized that it was the costume of Longmen Pavilion, and it belonged to Longziyuan.

He quickly cupped his hands and said, "I've met senior brother."

The visitor snorted coldly and didn't even look at him.

The pupils of Wu San, Lao Chen and others all shrank, senior brother?

The young man turned to Boss Zhang: "Boss Zhang, your people are very capable. How dare you look down on the disciples of Longmen Hall..."

Boss Zhang next to him looked embarrassed and said hurriedly: "Master Wang, there is a misunderstanding. My servant in the house is not sensible. I am telling you a joke."

Then he turned around and walked straight to Lao Chen.

"Boss, he..."

Boss Zhang just waved his hand and slapped him twice: "Old guy! Your eyes are eaten by dogs! How dare you be rude to the disciples of Longmen Hall? Is this how I taught you?"

Old Chen's eyes were filled with stars, his face was swollen, and he knelt down in fear: "Boss, I, I..."

"Get in! Don't be embarrassed here!"

"Yes Yes……"

Lao Chen hurriedly got up, looked at Lin Yan in horror, and quickly retreated behind the door.

Wu San stared at Lin Yan's familiar face, his eyes widened, and he was inexplicably shocked.

The superior boss actually beat Lao Chen for Lin Yan!

The Lifu beside them all turned pale and their feet were weak, for fear that the big boss would implicate them.

"Wait! You guys, bring Mrs. Hu and his children in. Since it involves the Longmen Pavilion, I'll have a good chat with her later!"

Several warriors then stepped forward, grabbed the woman and the child, and carried them directly through the door.

"I won't go in! I won't go in!"

Madam Hu was a little panicked, but without a few screams, she was dragged into the door and slammed shut.

Prince Wang looked around and saw that everyone was still watching with interest. He looked impatient and yelled: "What are you looking at! Do you have the right to see it? Get out!"

The crowd suddenly dispersed like birds and beasts.

Not long after, only Lin Yan, Wang Gongzi and Boss Zhang were left at the door.

After everyone left, Boss Zhang looked at Lin Yan with a smile: "You are Lin Yan, right? I didn't expect you to become a disciple of Longmen Hall. I really wronged you this time."

Lin Yan was wary: "Boss Zhang, you're too polite."

"You also came out of my rice shop. I have five taels of silver here. Just think of me as helping you to have smooth martial arts. If we don't have a good time this time, how about we get over it?"

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the silver: "Okay."

At this time, Prince Wang snorted coldly: "Trash! It's enough to be pushed to the head. Even if you are afraid of five taels of silver, it really embarrasses my Longmen Palace!"

Lin Yan's face was expressionless, and the silver in his hands was slightly clenched.

“Harmony brings wealth, and harmony brings wealth.”

He spoke to Lin Yan, but always looked at Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang shrugged: "Don't worry about Boss Zhang. He is just a waste from Wuziyuan. He has been wearing clothes for two months. I am just protecting the face of Longmen Hall. I am just angry. The owner of the hall doesn't know what he thinks. What? The garbage is collected in the gym and they are still practicing martial arts. Apart from being embarrassed, what kind of success can this kind of waste achieve..."

Boss Zhang smiled apologetically on the side.

Prince Wang glanced at Lin Yan and raised his eyebrows: "Still standing here and being an eyesore? Get out of here!"

Lin Yan lowered his head, covering up the sharp look in his eyes, and immediately turned around and left.

After walking all the way to Zhu Baifang's home, Lin Yan took a long breath.

He looked up and down at the powerful outfit on his body. The skin was indeed tiger skin, but if it didn't have enough strength to match it, it would just be a fox pretending to be a tiger, and anyone could ride on it.

Practice martial arts, practice martial arts...

The Black Tiger Gang didn't seem to notice Hu Biao's disappearance yet, so Lin Yan hurried into the house to move things.

There were no valuables, except for bedding and clothes, and the precious rotten wood in the wooden box at the chimney mouth.

Thanks to the biology class in his previous life, he remembered that mushrooms are fungi and reproduce by spores. Although the poisonous mushrooms were eaten, there were still many poisonous mushroom spores in the wooden box.

Unfortunately, I haven't seen poisonous mushrooms for sale in the market during this period. Maybe he should find a chance to go up the mountain to pick them himself?

I packed my bags and headed all the way back to Longmen Pavilion.

After cleaning up, there was still some time before Xiaozhi's class was over, so Lin Yan went to the martial arts training ground, found an empty place, and practiced "Five Bird Hands" again.

From time to time, Lin Yan's movements at the Hutou Camp and the rice shop flashed through his mind, as if he was trying to exert all his strength.

Tiger shape, deer shape...

As his Qi and blood gradually depleted, he could feel a faint itching sensation all over his body. Senior Brother said that this was the effect of the "Five Birds Hands" in warming and nourishing the muscles and bones.

An hour later, the proficiency of "Five Animal Hands" increased from 5% to 8%, which was obviously slower than in the morning. Lin Yan didn't take it seriously, took a sip of Cuifeng Powder, and went out to pick up Xiaozhi contentedly.

After dinner, Lin Yan spent an extra half hour teaching Xiaozhi how to read.

Xiaozhi is very smart, with an IQ far beyond her age. He has been teaching Xiaozhi how to read intermittently since three months ago, but because of his busy life, he does not have much time.

Half an hour later, Lin Yan gave Xiaozhi her homework, washed her clothes, dishes and chopsticks, and then ran to the martial arts training ground again to practice "Five Animal Hands".

There were no lanterns in the martial arts training ground at night, and the moonlight was not bright, so the place was dark and there was no one else around.

Lin Yan practiced until his energy and blood were exhausted. He took out the Cuifeng Powder again and took a small sip. He suddenly became a powerful man again. He practiced again!

After practicing for another half an hour, the proficiency of "Five Animal Hands" also increased to 12%. The growth rate slowed down obviously, and Lin Yan went back to rest.