King of Black Mist

Li Changzhou suddenly remembered something.

"Officer Zheng," he looked at Zheng Qing, "do you know where I can buy fitness equipment? Suitable for those who struggle."

Zheng Qing nodded: "I'll give you a website. The things on it are very professional and can be customized, but the price is relatively high."

"How high?"

Zheng Qing glanced at the money being held by Li Qianxia and said, "Your twenty thousand yuan shouldn't be enough."

"So expensive? How about 40,000?"

"almost."

"Li Changzhou! You want to use my money?! Don't you?" Li Qianxia hugged the money and stared at it eagerly, as if she wanted to bite it and suck the blood.

"If all the money is used to buy equipment, what should I do if I rent a house?" Li Changzhou pondered.

Li Qianxia, ​​who was ignored, kicked him, and then cuddled up with Qian Qian even more reluctantly, just like a mother and son about to be separated.

"I can borrow it." Yang Qinglan's understatement sounded confident that she would own a house in a prosperous area of ​​Mingcheng.

"No need." Li Changzhou raised his hand and refused firmly.

He looked at Li Qianxia: "We can only touch our old capital."

"Think clearly, the money left by our grandparents is only enough for us to graduate from college." Li Qianxia said.

"Money will lose value soon." He replied, "Use the money that is about to depreciate to train yourself, and then earn future hard currency game coins, no problem."

"Okay," Li Qianxia said indifferently, "Since we won't have anything to eat then, I'll live under the overpass and I can suck your blood to satisfy my hunger."

Li Changzhou was heartbroken: "We can go back to the village to farm, why do we have to live in the overpass? No matter how poor we are, we can't be lazy."

Buying equipment and renting a house are all things that will happen later. Li Changzhou has one more thing to do today.

"Officer Zheng, can you please practice with me?"

"Practice?" Zheng Qing, who was drinking water, looked at him doubtfully.

Li Changzhou explained: "So far, I have been fighting with other contestants with guns, but I feel that the game will soon enter hand-to-hand combat, and I need someone to help me develop my courage, at least not to be afraid of fists."

"No problem." Zheng Qing agreed without thinking.

"By the way," she added, "Since I want to practice, you can lend me the dagger. The courage gained from practicing with fists is still too small. If you can still think calmly when facing an enemy with a weapon, your courage will be almost there."

Li Changzhou looked at Yang Qinglan, who spread his hands.

"It won't hurt my brother, right?" Li Qianxia, ​​who was holding Qian in her arms, asked worriedly.

"The troops I belong to have such training every day, don't worry." Zheng Qing didn't take it seriously. She was an elite.

Five heartbeats later, the dagger appeared in Yang Qinglan's hand.

Zheng Qing took the dagger and looked at it carefully. The cold light flashed, the edge was sharp, and there was a blood groove.

She took out the "Lover" on the table, stabbed, chopped, and wiped it three times, and the "Lover" was cut into pieces, and the cuts were so fast that they could be used as paper knives.

"Good! Even better than the one I lost!" She couldn't help but admire.

Looking at "Lover" on the table, Li Changzhou felt the pressure.

The two of them went out from the back door of the bookstore and found the small courtyard where Yang Qinglan lived. An apricot tree like a canopy was planted in the patio of the courtyard.

"Are you ready? I'll let you get a little injured." Zheng Qing said with a smile, but she still remembered her knee being broken.

Li Changzhou was under greater pressure.

The opponent was a well-trained special warrior, holding an extremely sharp dagger in his hand. If he was not careful, he would either have multiple holes in his body or lose several fingers.

He took a deep breath: "Come on!"

Before he finished speaking, he took action first and punched him.

The whistling wind.

Feeling the strength and speed of the fist, Zheng Qing was surprised, but facing this blow, she didn't have to think at all and instinctively stepped aside.

Then he quickly moved forward and touched Li Changzhou's neck with the dagger.

Back and forth, it seemed like Li Changzhou was handing his neck over for her to cut.

Li Changzhou touched his neck with the middle finger and index finger of his right hand, and there was bleeding.

If Zheng Qing had used a little more force or moved to another place, his blood vessels and trachea would have been severed and he would have died.

"Been stunned?" Zheng Qing said with a smile.

".kind of."

"Continue!" Zheng Qing's face became stern, and the dagger struck like a machete.

Li Changzhou panicked and subconsciously moved away.

Zheng Qing challenged him again and chased after him like a snake with a dagger.

Dodging and dodging, Li Changzhou found that his reaction was very fast. As long as Zheng Qing wanted to hide, it would be difficult for Zheng Qing to hit him.

Gradually, he calmed down and was able to observe the dagger with a clear mind, looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The two were fighting in the courtyard. In the bookstore, a small incident also happened between Li Qianxia, ​​who was reluctant to give up money, and Yang Qinglan, the storekeeper.

Li Qianxia is very sensitive. She noticed what her brother didn't notice.

"Are you angry?" She looked at Yang Qinglan.

"Why am I angry?" Yang Qinglan calmly picked up the dismembered "Lover".

Li Qianxia didn't say anything. According to her previous observations when she visited the bookstore, Yang Qinglan cherished books, especially the books in the bookstore.

Zheng Qing, a soldier, only thought about the dagger and did not pay attention to a book at all. Just like a person using a new pen, he would subconsciously draw a few wavy lines on the book.

But for people who love cleanliness, the extra handwriting on the notebook is basically a stain.

Li Qianxia looked at Yang Qinglan with bright eyes and couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you like my brother? He is like this when he is really angry. He doesn't say a word. If you ask him, he says it's okay.

"Has your brother ever been angry with you?"

"He dares!" After saying this with a smile, Li Qianxia slowly put away her smile.

"It was when our parents left. I remember crying a lot, but he was sitting on the stool at the door doing homework without saying a word. His grandparents asked him, and he said it was okay, with the same tone as you just now.

"I think if you two quarrel in the future, it will definitely be serious. The house will be as boring as before the storm came, and you will have to rely on my little sun to break up the fight."

"Why should I argue with him?"

"Hey." Li Qianxia didn't answer and continued, "After my parents left, a few days later, I asked him, when will my parents come back?"

"He said he wouldn't come back?" Yang Qinglan guessed.

"Well, but before saying this, he also did something."

Li Qianxia fell into memories.

"There is an abandoned steel factory in our village. Children use it as a secret base and amusement park. That day he took me to dig in and pry off the iron manhole cover of the sewer inside. He sold it for more than ten yuan and bought me a bunch of snacks. .

"While I was happily eating snacks, he told me that those two people would never come back."

Yang Qinglan cleaned up the "Lover" that was divided into several pieces and put it in the trash can.

As if to liven up the atmosphere, Li Qianxia said proudly: "So from that time on, I liked asking my brother to spend money to buy things for me."

"Really?"

"Oh, it's really true, at least half of it is true."

Yang Qinglan laughed and forgot about the book. She imagined Li Changzhou doing homework at the door and taking his sister to pry the manhole cover.