Martial Arts Immortal

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"good!"

"Well said, there will be a reward!"

Among the group of strangers, a man dressed as a young man said loudly.

The servant behind him heard what the young master said and took out 100 coins to reward him. The coins fell on the copper basin and made a sweet sound.

"Arrogant!"

Lin Zheyu sighed in praise and spoke even harder.

This is a long story. Logically speaking, if you only listen to such a short section, you shouldn’t be so excited that you want to reward it.

But Lin Zheyu didn't care, as long as he rewarded him.

"The story is very interesting. This young gentleman is a talent and can actually write such a wonderful story." The young master said to his companions with a smile after eating a shortbread.

Sitting next to him was a delicate woman with a rosy face and a pair of bright black eyes, full of aura.

The young master listened to the story and explained the relationship between the characters to the woman.

Lu Qihui came from Baohe City, and his family was a wealthy local businessman.

Due to the impact of the war, Lu Qihui's father was worried that Baohe City would be implicated, so he asked Lu Qihui and his clan uncle to move some clan members to other cities.

When they passed Songyi City, they went into the city to rest for a few days.

Lu Qihui was wandering around bored and heard a few people gathering in a restaurant to discuss stories, so he got curious and went over to listen for a while. The more he listened, the more addicted he became.

So I specially found a gentleman to tell me the story from the beginning.

The gentleman talked about it for a few days, but when he got to the exciting point, the story was gone.

After careful questioning, Lu Qihui found out that the story had not been finished yet, and he told it regularly at Bidan Teahouse every day.

"That Huang Rong is really a strange woman."

Lu Zhenfang sighed, "Brother, when we go on the road in a few days, let's take this storyteller with us and let him entertain us with stories on the road."

"That's a good idea!"

Lu Qihui's eyes lit up: "If such a talent can be recruited into the Lu Mansion and let him tell stories for us in his spare time, it will be a lot more fun."

"Yeah." Lu Zhenfang blinked, and she was also fascinated by it.

Happy times always come quickly.

Under the reluctant eyes of the audience, Lin Zheyu picked up the tree and patted it: "If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next episode."

"ah?"

"Is this gone?"

"One more section, one more section!"

The audience booed as usual, and Lin Zheyu raised his hands and prepared to leave the stage.

Snapped!

At this time, there was only a crisp sound. Lu Qihui stood up and slapped a silver coin on the table: "Sir, please say another paragraph, and I will be rewarded."

As he spoke, he put the silver back into the basin and made a clanking sound.

Yo, here comes the big money.

Lin Zheyu laughed when he saw this, and continued to walk up to the storytelling table: "Since you are so enthusiastic, let's say another paragraph!"

He has been telling stories for so long, and the real top brother has appeared!

Snapped!

Xingmu patted him, "I said last time..."

Lu Qihui and Lu Zhenfang looked at each other and smiled.

Lu Qihui said with a smile: "This gentleman still loves money. We should be able to invite him to go on the road with us. It will only cost a few more coins."

…

Lin Zheyu said another paragraph.

It wasn't until the sky began to darken that the audience left with unfulfilled feelings.

Passing by the market, Lin Zheyu bought four pounds of pork and some vegetables.

As his strength increased, his appetite became larger and larger, and his demand for meat and medicinal supplements increased.

On the street, Lin Zheyu's only way home.

A sturdy figure leaned against the wall, shaking his legs in boredom.

Seeing Lin Zheyu coming over, the other party looked over sideways, his eyes full of scrutiny.

"Jia Yanyong!"

Lin Zheyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

This guy was waiting here specially, and it was obvious that he was here for him.

What's his purpose?

Lin Zheyu was puzzled.

I have reached a cooperation with Jia Yanming, and the other party should not continue to use tricks.

And recently, I often see Jia Yanyong coming to Bidan Tea House to listen to books, and he is quite happy.

Lin Zheyu's mind was spinning and he stood three meters away from Jia Yanyong.

"Brother Yong is waiting for me here specifically?" Lin Zheyu asked.

"That's right."

Jia Yanyong chuckled: "Our gang leader thinks the story you told is interesting, and would like to ask you to go to Feihong Gang to tell the story early tomorrow morning."

"I'll say a few more paragraphs then. It won't be fun to listen to so much in one day."

"Easy to say."

"I wonder how much money your gang leader plans to pay. My appearance fee is not cheap." Lin Zheyu asked.

As one of the three major gangs in Songyicheng, the Feihong Gang has many gangs.

If possible, he still didn't want to offend.

"It's an honor for you to be able to read stories to our gang leader. Do you want to receive money?"

"These streets are protected by our Feihong Gang. It would be nice to confiscate your protection fee."

Jia Yanyong curled his lips.

He stretched out his hand and clenched his fists loudly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

He has a fierce face, a strong body and a ferocious expression, which is very oppressive and gives people a feeling that he is not easy to mess with.

"I'm very sorry, I have something to do tomorrow morning."

"If your leader wants to listen to the book, you can go to Bidan Teahouse tomorrow afternoon."

Lin Zheyu refused.

If you still want to listen to books without paying, are you planning to have sex for free?

Lin Zheyu hates guys who do prostitution for free.

"You don't think that by becoming Liang Song's disciple, you can ignore our Feihong Gang, right?"

Jia Yanyong said with a little ridicule on his face.

His brother had asked him about Liang Song before and asked him if Liang Song was easy to mess with. Only then did Jia Yanyong know that Lin Zheyu had worshiped Liang Song as his teacher.

If it were more than ten years ago, when Liang Song was in his prime, the Feihong Gang would still respect him.

But Liang Song is now old and lame. How much strength can he still retain?

"I didn't mean that, I just have something to do tomorrow morning."

Lin Zheyu said calmly.

Seeing Lin Zheyu's appearance, Jia Yanyong sneered.

"Brother asked me to teach you a lesson a long time ago, but later you cooperated with me and lost the chance."

"Now the gang leader wants to ask you to be a storyteller, but I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful."

"Since you don't understand, then I'll let you experience some hardships. As long as you have a mouth, you can tell stories, and it won't be a big deal if you lose some limbs."

Jia Yanyong walked towards Lin Zheyu step by step.

That strong body, coupled with the fierce appearance, gives people a huge sense of oppression.

"Do you want to do something here?"

"There are people coming and going here. As long as I shout a few times, someone from the government will come over soon." Lin Zheyu said calmly without fear.

"Government?"

"Haha, what if I catch you? It's just a matter of spending some money. I can even deal with it if it costs someone a life, let alone just breaking a few of your bones."

Jia Yanyong said disdainfully.

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He walked towards Lin Zheyu step by step.

He moved his neck and clenched his fist loudly.

There was a sneer on his face, a little disdain, a little ridicule.

He had seen many people like Lin Zheyu, who were still tough at first, but most of them became good after a beating.

"Give you another chance."

"Should you consciously go to Feihong Gang to tell stories tomorrow morning, or should I teach you a lesson and find someone to carry you there?" Jia Yanyong said.

"Why don't you choose even one?"

"Choose neither?"

"Then I'll help you make a choice!"

Jia Yanyong said indifferently.

He has studied martial arts for more than ten years. Although his skills are not perfect, after more than ten years of polishing, his strength has reached the level of bone forging.

After joining the Feihong Gang, he experienced various gang battles.

Relying on his strong physique and ruthless fighting style, he has gained a lot of fame.