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A muscular, shirtless man walked out of the room.

Wearing a headband, his face is simple and honest, but his eyes are surprisingly bright.

The person who came was none other than Sun Xinglie.

Lin Mo keenly discovered that at this time, Sun Xinglie was obviously much younger than half a month ago, his body was a bit more upright, and his energy and energy were even more extraordinary.

From a distance, it feels like a scorching sun with a burning breath.

When Sun Xinglie came out and saw Lin Mo and the other two, a smile appeared on his face and he waved.

"Come in, I'm practicing boxing, and I still have one more punch to finish, so you have to wait a moment."

"You are so diligent. No wonder you are ahead of so many older generations and have achieved great success." Chen Gang said enviously.

If the marrow and bone realm of the bone refining realm is a hurdle, then the boiling blood is ignited, the qi and blood hide the spirit, and the destiny is accomplished, then it is a dragon gate.

In Ningyang City, those who can achieve breakthroughs in destiny are all those with outstanding talent and good luck.

Almost every young person is known as a genius.

Life expectancy is 10%, life expectancy increases by 200, how can it be so easy to break through?

Once you make a breakthrough, you will be completely different from the past. No matter where you go, you will only be considered a small person. As long as you work hard and work hard, money and power will come to you, right?

It is no exaggeration to say that the carp leaped over the dragon's gate.

Sun Xinglie smiled and did not deny it. In his opinion, this was naturally something to be proud of.

Ordinary people can see the scenery on the table, but they can't imagine how it got there in the past few decades.

"Well, I brought you someone anyway. As for me, I still have something to do. The girl from Manchun Pavilion is still waiting for me to feed her, waiting for me to comfort her. So I'll take the first step and treat me to a drink next time.

Also, this young man is a good material, don’t waste it.”

Chen Gang wanted to pat Lin Mo's shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he could only pat his arm and said seriously.

Without waiting for the two of them to reply, he hummed an unknown tune, swayed out of the yard, and disappeared deep into the bamboo hut without a trace.

Seeing this, Sun Xinglie smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking helpless.

Then he waved his hand to Lin Mo, beckoning him to follow.

The two of them came to the backyard of the bamboo house together.

As for building a small martial arts arena, there are no other training equipment. After all, at this level, ordinary stone locks and millstones are of little use.

Sun Xinglie brought a chair from the house and signaled Lin Mo to sit down and rest while he walked to the center of the yard and started boxing.

Naturally, Lin Mo didn't know the type of the punch he was punching, but he could only tell that it was extremely wild.

At one end of the shelf, Sun Xinglie, who was originally honest and honest, seemed to have changed. A lawless aura emanated from his body, which made people feel frightened just looking at him.

The fists opened and closed, the power was strong and heavy, the moves were strange and wild, arrogant and domineering, but the two completely different artistic conceptions were perfectly integrated together, making Lin Mo fascinated.

After a few minutes, it was time to punch.

Sun Xinglie was already sweating profusely.

It's hard to imagine a martial artist who has accomplished his mission and is sweating profusely in just a few minutes.

He smiled apologetically at Lin Mo, then turned around and went to the corner of the yard to wash himself.

This courtyard is extremely cleverly designed. A small stream flows through the courtyard from nowhere. You can fetch water directly with a bucket. From time to time, you can see a few delicious fish flowing through it.

When he came back, Sun Xinglie had already changed into clean clothes, brought out a table from the house, took out the jar of wine, and arranged the wine utensils.

"Haha, I love drinking as a kid.

Since the beginning of martial arts training, I will definitely have a drink after every training, but usually I am alone, and I don’t know if you are used to drinking." Sun Xinglie said with a smile.

He opened the bottle cap, and the fragrance inside was a bit tempting, but Lin Mo, who had been able to drink bone wine recently, naturally smelled it, and it was just ordinary rice wine.

Lin Duan got up and tasted it. It was a bit astringent, but the alcohol content was not low. It was considered a good wine.

"It's pretty strong." Lin Mo commented.

Sun Xinglie smiled happily and patted his chest, "I brewed it."

Wine is truly a catalyst for human connection.

Sometimes two people are not familiar with each other, but while drinking wine at the same table, many inconvenient things are said out loud, and both of them feel it is natural.

The two chatted for a long time, talking about almost everything from their first experience practicing martial arts to what they were thinking when they first killed someone.

"I'm here to find you. You are a smart boy and you should be able to guess some of the reasons."

After drinking for three rounds, Sun Xinglie finally said.

He drank all the wine in the wine cup in one gulp, filled it up again, and added more wine to Lin Mo.

"Xiao Gang came to me half a month ago and asked me to accept you as my disciple and become your master directly. Do you know why?" Sun Xinglie asked.

Lin Mo shook his head.

"Xiao Gang is also a miserable man." Sun Xinglie sighed, and did not directly tell the reason, but told the story of Chen Gang.

In fact, Chen Gang was also a genius when he was young and had his own glorious years.

He was also born in poverty, and his family's conditions were very poor. He said he had a good meal, but he didn't feel like he was getting better.

According to Sun Xinglie's understanding, Chen Gang had bad luck when he was a child, and it was common for him to be hungry all day long.

Fortunately, Xu's Pharmacy was in a period of reform at that time, and it opened the door to convenience. As soon as Chen Gang was told that food and accommodation were included, Chen Gang went there.

head.

At that time, Chen Gang was very happy. He was invited to have tea and drinks every day, played music every night, and stayed in the flower house.

What's strange is that despite this, Chen Gang can still maintain his cultivation speed without any slowdown.

While he was making rapid progress in martial arts, Chen Gang was also very proud of his love life.

With amazing talent and good looks, it is easy to please girls.

At that time, Chen Gang went to hang out in a newly opened brothel. There happened to be a newly minted brothel in this brothel. He was gentle, quiet, and well-educated.

One is young and powerful, and the other has just entered the world of mortals. It is not unusual for them to fall in love with each other over and over again.

Since then, Chen Gang has restrained himself a lot, drinking less wine and tea, and practicing harder. Of course, as soon as he has money, he will go to that brothel to meet his sweetheart, and he will persuade the old bustard to let the girl

He only accepted one person and allowed him to save money to redeem him.

But money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

Talent is good, but what's the use if it can't be discounted?

His reputation as a young genius was not very useful. As time passed and he had no money, the girl he loved still had to go out to pick up guests. This was naturally difficult for Chen Gang to accept.

At this time a noble man appeared.

Speaking of this, Sun Xinglie sneered.

That noble man was naturally from the Xu family, and his requirements were not high. It was enough to work under him and just be a retainer.

You contribute the effort, I contribute the money, and we hit it off immediately.

Chen Gang thought it was okay. Anyway, he was practicing boxing in Xu's Pharmacy and selling it to the Xu family.

He happily used the money to redeem his wife, and even had some money left over to organize a decent wedding. It happened that the girl was still pregnant, which was a double happiness, which made Chen just unhappy.

The story ends here, it should be a good ending.

But if that were the case, Sun Xinglie would not have said this to Lin Mo.

Sure enough, listen to Sun Xinglie continue to speak.

The nobleman Chen Gang worshiped was a direct descendant of the Xu family, but he was the second young master. Although he was born a little later, he had a strong temper and wanted to be in that position.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Xu Guowen, who was known as the master of the Xu family's revival over the past century. Unsurprisingly, he was defeated, without even the slightest room for resistance.

Of course, as direct brothers, even if they came to the point of fighting each other, there was no fratricide. In the end, the second young master was just sent to Qingshui Hall.

But his disciples are not so relaxed. They are dead and disabled, so naturally someone will take care of them.

Lao Chen was naturally no exception. He was deeply ambushed and seriously injured for half a year. His foundation was damaged and his life was hopeless.

If there is no hope in my life, then it is hopeless. My peace of mind is in a foreign country.

For Lao Chen, it would be great to have a warm home with his wife and children, and to make up for his childhood regrets.

It's a pity that life is so messed up. His wife was injured in an ambush and accident, and the rescue was ineffective. She could only leave a child and pass away.

Even if Xu Guowen found out afterwards, what if he punished the men who caused the accident and brought disaster to his wife and children?

After all, there is no resurrection after death.

Lao Chen regrets, if I had not accepted the contract, not been that doorman, worked a few more jobs, and slowly saved money, everything would have been different.

But what's the use of regret?

The simplest thing in the world is regret, and the most difficult thing is regret.