Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

Lin Jingzhe entered the Martial Dao Pavilion, which is always a threat to him. If Lin Jingzhe grows up, his end will never be any better.

‘If it doesn’t work, I will give some blood and find someone to end him. ’

He kicked the corpse aside with one foot. After a sip of alcohol, he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and it took a long time to relax.

The corpse he kicked out was the doctor who had been found before, and he was prescribed medicine, but in the past few days he has not improved in the slightest.

"Get out of here, daddy is going to be strong today."

He couldn't find the physical problem. He was always suspicious and waved his hand to disperse all the men who drank with him. He couldn't guarantee that if he fainted, his men would honestly save him.

"The boss is mighty."

"Subordinates retire."

....

Hearing Wang Hu's words, the gang members of the Black Dragon Gang got up one after another.

"Huh..."

Seeing the crowds of gangs leaving and supporting Wang Hu, he breathed a sigh of relief, took out a vial from his waist, poured a few pills and threw it into his mouth.

Slightly eased before he walked into the house.

When he reached the bed, he lay down directly.

"What is the taste?"

Not long after lying down, Wang Hu smelled a peculiar smell.

As the elder Rivers and Lakes, he immediately felt something was wrong, and as soon as he was about to speak, his mouth was covered by a hand.

He wanted to struggle but found that he didn't have much strength.

He couldn't lift a bit of strength all over.

"Mmm...please"

With the help of the faint light, Wang Hu saw a very familiar face.

It is Lin Jingzhe.

However, Lin Jingzhe at this time was different from the taciturn Lin Jingzhe he had seen before.

He could feel that this immature and somewhat excessive child in front of him was different from any time before.

Then after Wang Hu saw what Lin Jingzhe was holding in the other hand, he struggled violently. He wanted to mobilize the power of blood in his body, but he couldn't mobilize any of them.

He watched closely that Lin Jingzhe wanted to ask Lin Jingzhe to spare him, but he was greeted with one blow by the seed.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

The hammer in Lin Jingzhe's hand, hammer after hammer, hit Wang Hu's head heavily.

You can hear a crisp sound every time, blood spatters out every time, and every time a hammer falls, Wang Hu's struggling strength is reduced by a point.

Slowly Lin Jingzhe went from one-handed mortar hammer to two-handed mortar hammer, until he completely smashed Wang Hu's head, Lin Jingzhe stopped.

"Three hundred gold, four Fist Techniques, a map, and some medicines, not bad."

After killing Wang Hu, Lin Jingzhe started searching, and found a lot of things in a short while.

Taking away the most valuable, Lin Jingzhe used a simple spontaneous combustion engine and left the yard where Wang Hu lived.

. . . . . .

Outside Willow Square.

Lin Jingzhe walked slowly towards the inner city, the dark night sky behind him once again burst into flames.

Because of the identity token of the Martial Dao Pavilion.

Along the way, Lin Jingzhe entered the inner city very smoothly and returned to the Martial Dao Pavilion in Bafang.

However, Lin Jingzhe didn't return to the Wushe, but walked directly to the chaifang.

"it's me."

Just as Lin Jingzhe entered the door, a wooden stick came over and caught it. Lin Jingzhe looked at her panicked second sister Song Qiu: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I... I miss home... I miss Big Sister."

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's voice, Song Qiu patted own chest nervously and let out a sigh of relief.

She threw away the wooden stick in her hand, looked at the night sky framed by the deep patio outside the door, mist filled her eyes, but she soon suffocated her tears.

She remembered what Big Sister Song Chun once said: ‘If I don’t come back one day, I will leave it to you to take care of it. ’

I don't know why, Song Qiu always has a premonition of anxiety in his heart.

"Tomorrow we will move to a new house."

Lin Jingzhe heard Song Qiu's words and took the package from own's back and patted Song Qiu.

Divert the topic.

"Really?"

Hearing Lin Jingzhe's clattering of the package, Song Qiu's face was happy. She could hear that it was the sound of coins colliding.

Two small dimples appeared on his face, Song Qiu smiled sweetly: "When Big Sister comes back, our family will never be separated."

"At that time, I will wash a lot of clothes and save money for my brother to marry a wife. I want to..."

Seeing what Song Qiu was looking forward to, Lin Jingzhe raised his head and looked at the dark night sky. Sooner or later, he wanted to find the person who killed his Big Sister.

. . . . . .

Three months later.

Snow fell in the sky, and the ground of the martial arts field was paved with white snow before a while.

"drink!"

At the moment, the martial arts field is still full of shirtless teenagers, still holding a stone mill.

In the entire martial arts field, all the teenagers stood in five rows, with the most people in the last row and the least in the first row.

This is because from the back to the front, the weight of the stone mills increases successively. The lightest weight of the last row of stone mills is 100 kilograms, and the weight of the first row of stone mills is the heaviest 500 kilograms.

Lin Jingzhe is standing in the third row at the moment. He can lift 300 kilograms of stone mills. In the past three months, Lin Jingzhe has enough food and a lot of medicines as a supplement. The breathing method of my heart echoes the Qi-blood stimulation method taught by the Martial Dao Hall in Bafang, so Lin Jingzhe can progress so quickly. .

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