Reborn Super Master

Zhao Xuan left Nangong Shishi's office, and he was somewhat depressed. Although Nangong Shishi likes to get angry, her brain is really good.

Okay, stay here, what's the big deal? Anyway, I'm just here to play. This beautiful president seems to be fighting with him. Zhao Xuan wants to see what kind of tricks she can play.

Zhao Xuan did not return to the security room. The so-called lateness and early departure set by Nangong Shishi was useless to him. He was born to like freedom and would not be bound by anyone.

After leaving the company, Zhao Xuan took the exam and finally decided to find a library for a walk.

Books are the best friend of mankind, and books are the ladder of human progress. This is not a random nonsense. At least Zhao Xuan believes that if he had not read so many books, he would not have been so meticulous in his work. Maybe he has been arrested in prison for dinner now, so where would he wander leisurely on the street like now? Others can't find any evidence he left behind?

No matter what, Zhao Xuan just likes to read. He is born with a sense of closeness to books, which he may not be able to change in his life.

When he came to a small library near Yangon Group and walked in, Zhao Xuan first visited the medical district and found that the books here were not very comprehensive. He had read many classic books, so he simply walked directly to the ancient book area and took a book called "The Art of War" with relish.

Zhao Xuan had read the book "The Art of War" before, but he just glanced briefly and did not study it carefully. He questioned that the time was tight at that time and more time was spent on learning. Now he naturally had no worries. He could see whatever he wanted, and read as much as he wanted, and read it carefully.

"Well, you can beat the east and the west, wait for your work! It's very good - I'll pull the sheep and pull the tiger away from the mountain, it turns out that they all come from here..."

Sure enough, after carefully studying Sun Tzu's Art of War, Zhao Xuan found that he seemed to understand something, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that he seemed to understand but not understand. Sun Tzu's Art of War is indeed very mysterious. Although the stories are very simple, they reveal endless philosophy, which cannot be understood and practiced once or twice.

After placing "The Art of War" on the bookshelf, Zhao Xuan left the library and walked out of the library. It was already dark, and three hours had passed without realizing it. The time for reading books was indeed like a flash, and it was a flash.

Wandering around the street, bustling everywhere, occasionally walking by one or two couples, three or two old people, especially the station sign, there were still many people waiting for the car. The three of them looked out, and the three of them looked down at their watches, each with their own busyness and concerns. Everyone thought differently, but they all formed a world of their own. Men and women talked and had laughter and banquets, and the young and old supported each other, revealing endless warmth and care. Zhao Xuan passed through the crowd, standing at the corner of the street, looking at the crowd under the neon lights, for some reason, suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

"That handsome guy over there is so handsome!"

"Yes, I saw it just now."

"Do you want to go up and chat?"

"It's not good to do this--"

"The opportunity must not be missed, and you will never come again!"

"Oh, you guy, don't touch me!"

Not far away, two girls were laughing at each other, whispering in a low voice, staring at Zhao Xuan, and blushing on their faces.

Zhao Xuan naturally heard the conversation between them and turned around and left. The two girls just now passed by them, but in fact they met. Both girls are pretty good-looking, have a figure, have a head, and have long hair. They can be regarded as urban beauty. Although they are interested in getting to know each other, Zhao Xuan is not in much mood. In fact, he also knows that most girls just like to make such jokes. If they really ask them to talk to a man on their own initiative, it will be very difficult.

Seeing Zhao Xuan turn and leave, the two girls sighed.

"Look, he's gone."

"Let's go..." There was no shortage of sadness in his voice.

"My little beloved, you want a prince charming, but you don't have the initiative yet. I think there is no possibility of your life..."

"Hmph, wait and see!"

A low noise came, and Zhao Xuan's mouth raised. They should be happy, and they should be happy too. This kind of happiness is very simple, there is no entanglement between them, but his heart is full of warmth. This feeling is so pure that Zhao Xuan feels touched and feels even more touched.

I don’t know how long I walked, Zhao Xuan walked into another bustling street, where there were barbecue sellers, small jewelry, and various snack shops. Three or two girls stood on the street, their clothes were exposed, and some alleys were even flashing with pink lights.

There is a huge sign in the distance - "Palace Hotel". This hotel is extremely grand, with densely packed high-end cars parked in front of the door. I believe the people inside are also extremely happy, but this happiness must be completely different from Zhao Xuan's feeling at this moment.

"I'll let you set up a stall here! Do you want to set up a stall here again?" An angry roar came over, and Zhao Xuan frowned slightly in his ears.

"No, please, don't smash my stall, I'll leave immediately, and leave immediately-" A crying sound came, and the voice was filled with begging.

"Hmph! I want to leave now? It's too late!"

When Zhao Xuan heard this, he frowned and walked forward quickly. He saw that the night was shrouded in the sky. Not far from the entrance of the Palace Hotel, a fruit stall was overturned. A 14 or 15-year-old boy knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. The old man was lying on the ground next to him, emitting painful **.

Next to them were seven or eight urban management management officers, either tall, short or fat, standing next to them, one of them was standing next to the old man and kicking him with his feet.

"No...please don't fight..."

"I tell you! Young man, the rules of one place and another are you dare to set up a stall here. Do you think you have a long life?" A urban manager with a fat face scolded loudly, raised his hand and wanted to slap the young man in the face.

"Bang!"

The boy had closed his eyes tightly, but he didn't feel any pain. He heard the urban management shout:

"Who are you?"

The boy opened his eyes and found a man pinched the wrist of the urban management officer who wanted to slap him with his hand.

I saw the man said coldly:

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is why you bully people so much!"

Urban management sneered:

"Bully? Tell you the young man, let go quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble!"

The man sneered:

"I can't eat it and take a walk? Haha, I want to see how to eat it!" As he said that, he squeezed the urban management mail and made a crackling sound. Even the boy couldn't listen. He retreated in fear, with a fearful expression on his face.

"Ahhhhhh...It hurts so much, let go..."

"Boy, what are you doing?"

The city managers surrounded him and shouted angrily. Three people even put their hands on Zhao Xuan's shoulders, looking like they were about to take action if they had a disagreement.

Zhao Xuan smiled coldly:

"I've heard of 'Give me three thousand urban management and give you a peaceful world'. I originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

"Everyone! This kid deserves a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xuan's hands turned into phantoms, and in just a short moment, he punched dozens of punches. Before the urban management officers could figure out what was going on, they all flew out, as if they were hit by a truck, and they all landed four or five meters away. Suddenly, there were wailing and screams in the entire corner of the street.

Zhao Xuan walked up to the old man, helped him up, and said:

"Old man, are you okay?"

The old man shook his head tremblingly:

"It's okay, thank you, hero!"

Zhao Xuan shook his head:

"You're welcome."

After helping the old man up, Zhao Xuan helped to clean up the fruits sprinkled on the ground. The boy also came to help, and the fruit truck was quickly cleaned up.

Zhao Xuan looked at the two:

"You guys go quickly, you can't stay here for a long time."

More and more people were watching, and some of the urban management officials started to call. It seemed that they wanted to bring reinforcements. Zhao Xuan could escape unscathed, but if these two people were still here, he could not guarantee that they would not be injured.

The two of them nodded quickly, packed up their things and prepared to leave.

The boy was grateful to Zhao Xuan, but Zhao Xuan's momentum was so amazing and his skills were quite powerful. He didn't even have the courage to express his gratitude.

Suddenly, a big hand patted his shoulder.

The boy's shoulders shook, looked up at Zhao Xuan, and whispered:

"Yes, is there anything--"

Zhao Xuan said slowly:

"If you are bullied, I hope you don't beg for mercy next time."

If a person does not want to be bullied, he must show his masculinity. If a person loses even the courage, he will have nothing.

Younger nodded gently:

"I see."

Zhao Xuan smiled slightly:

"Are you very unconvinced?" Zhao Xuan could feel the emotions of the people around him, and he could naturally feel the emotions of the boy.

The boy shook his head quickly:

"No!" His heart was filled with panic.

Zhao Xuan sighed softly:

"You must be thinking in your heart that the situation is stronger than others, and a real man can bend and stretch, but what I want to tell you is that men also have gold under their knees, and dignity may be a person's final bottom line!" If you don't have the strength, you can wait until you have the strength to take revenge, but if a person's dignity is lost, there will be nothing left.

The boy shed tears of shame and choked:

"I will definitely work hard and never give others the chance to bully me again!!!"

Zhao Xuan nodded and smiled:

"Very good!" He turned around silently and left with his old father. He secretly swore in his heart that he would never kneel down again and would never beg for mercy again! He must work hard and make it stand out, so that all those who look down on him and bully him see that he is not a coward! He wants those who have bullied him to return ten times a hundred times!