super music master

As soon as nine o'clock arrived, Wu Ling nodded to the pianist next to him and walked out directly. His work was only for two hours, so his work would end as soon as the time was up, regardless of whether there was anyone eating or not. Of course,

It doesn't matter if there are guests, the Swan Hotel really has more than one or two pianists.

Wu Ling was not sure at first, but after entering the hotel, he realized that when Xia Yu said there was no shortage of pianists, there was really no shortage. There were five pianists in the entire Swan Hotel, and the five of them performed in batches.

.After all, although it is just playing the piano, it is also a physical job. It is impossible for anyone to play 24 hours a day. Apart from looking more elegant, playing the piano is actually not much different from playing the piano.

Not even a few steps out of the screen, a staff member on site ran over quickly and handed Wu Ling a bouquet of flowers. They were all roses, and there seemed to be dozens of them, arranged in the shape of a heart.

"Brother Angkor, this was given to you by Miss Chen!"

Following the other party's line of sight, four or five meters away, a slightly chubby young man was greeting Wu Ling shyly. Nodding towards the other party, Wu Ling said to the staff in front of him: "As per the old rules, it is better to return the money to Wu Ling."

The other party, and say thank you for me!"

The visitor was already prepared, so he didn't say much, nodded, and sent the flowers back.

Men chase women, and women chase men. What they fall in love with at first is just the appearance of the other person. Wu Ling did not have this kind of capital in the past, but now he has such an appearance accidentally, so when he plays, he will inevitably receive these

Things. But without exception, Wu Ling politely refused them all.

Although the staff did not know Wu Ling's identity, they still had a certain respect for him because of Xia Yu. In addition, it was also beneficial to ask the guests to run errands, so they did not find it troublesome for Wu Ling to do so.

Unexpectedly, he would be chased one day. After touching his nose, Wu Ling couldn't help but shake his head. Returning to the workroom, he changed back into his school uniform, carrying his schoolbag, and walked out of the Swan Hotel leisurely.

After walking out of the commercial street, Wu Ling did not go home directly, but walked to a nearby snack street.

Snack street, as the name suggests, means a snack street. There are many commercial streets around Swan Lake, and there are also some hotels and restaurants. There are many places to eat, but they are not for ordinary people after all. In addition, there are several schools nearby

, there are many students, so compared to larger restaurants, the snack street is more popular.

When Wu Ling came, it was when the school's evening self-study was over, so most of the customers on the street were students.

There were densely packed small carts and stalls connected in two straight lines, and students in the middle were crowded together. Most of them had food such as kebabs, grilled squid, and stinky tofu in their hands.

Some student couples who dare not be conspicuous in school feed each other food without scruples. The loud shouts of the stall owners and the occasional sound of electronic bicycle horns are all mixed together.

, seems a bit noisy.

Although the weather at night is still a bit cold, there is a lot more warmth in the atmosphere.

I walked to the familiar fried skewers stall, randomly selected some ingredients, paid and waited for them to be fried before feasting.

All this money was given by his parents. Because he knew that Wu Ling came home late recently and was worried that he would be hungry outside, he deliberately gave him an extra portion of the meal money, otherwise he would not have money for snacks, although the snacks were not worth much.

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The chef who makes the skewers is very fast. After all, he has to fry at least thousands of skewers every day. Practice makes perfect and he will not keep the customers waiting. He thanked the boss and the skewers were fried. Wu Ling admired the flow of people around and walked home.

go in the direction.

To say that the food now may taste much better than in the future, after all, in this era, businessmen have not yet reached the point where they don’t care about anything for money. Although food safety issues have emerged, they have not yet reached the level of large-scale popularization.

Whether it’s raw materials or oil, it’s relatively safe.

Whether in his previous life or now, Wu Ling has a soft spot for these snacks. It’s just that in his last life, he didn’t dare to eat many things. Now, while he can still feel more at ease, of course he has to enjoy the snacks. Three times and five times

After Zhu Er finished eating the fried skewers in his hand and threw the sundries into the trash can, he started to hurry home.

Because he was bold, Wu Ling didn't care about the increasingly remote environment along the way. Drinking makes people brave, but what really makes people brave is their strong skills. Wu Ling is like this now, so for remote places that he was slightly afraid of before, he

It can be ignored now.

In the past, he also walked like this, and nothing happened. But this time, it seems to be an exception.

Go through the alley in front of you and walk more than 100 meters to the right to reach the No. 13 Middle School. Turn left and pass two streets, a distance of 400 to 500 meters, to where Wu Ling currently lives.

Just when Wu Ling turned around and walked towards home, a voice suddenly came from his ears: "Fuck, second brother, are you mistaken? This old guy doesn't have a dime on him!"

"How could it be? I just saw him walking to the hospital with a nervous look on his face. How could he have no money?" The one who spoke was a sharper voice, and another more doubtful voice sounded.

Upon hearing this conversation, Wu Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold. Although it was just two simple sentences, he had a rough idea of ​​what happened in the alley.

Because this is a school and there are many residential areas, there is a large hospital nearby. Generally, people who come to the hospital will bring a certain amount of money with them. If they need surgery, they will bring more money. After all,

In this day and age, transfers are not very practical yet.

This also gives many criminals a chance to covet them. They either cheat, steal, or even rob directly to get these people's life-saving money. As for what those patients will do if they don't have money?

These people don't care. After a little analysis, Wu Ling knew that he had met such a group of people.

If it were in his previous life, Wu Ling might have waited until he was far away to call the police if he encountered such a situation. It’s not surprising that he was worried. If he had to stand up if he didn’t have the ability, he would not only be unable to help others, but would also get himself into trouble. He was willing to do whatever he could to help others.

Sometimes he helps others, but if he doesn't even care about his own safety for the sake of others, he is not that great.

But this life was different. With his current abilities, he would definitely feel guilty if he left at this time. So he paused, turned around, and slowly retreated back to the alley where he started.

What he could see was a dead end, with dim lights and two worlds separated from the outside of the alley. There were three or four young people standing in the alley, looking for something on the person lying on the ground. In the end, there was still nothing.

When I found it, the person who spoke at first said angrily: "Forget it, this old guy doesn't know where he got his money!"

"Then isn't our trip in vain this time?" another voice said.

The person who spoke before smiled coldly: "How can it be in vain? Our brothers are never empty-handed. Since we have no money, don't blame us for taking action. Let's use this old guy's organs to pay for it!"

Others did not object to his words. It seemed that this group of people did this for more than a day or two. The people lying on the ground may have been knocked unconscious by them or were frightened, so they made no sound at all.

Seeing this scene, Wu Ling's heart was shocked. He had never thought that there was such a crime not far from his home. It didn't count the money, but he actually wanted the other person's life. With the current weather, if it really happened

It would be strange to disembowel the old man and not die.

Unable to conceal the anger in his heart, Wu Ling wanted to take action, but at this moment, his head suddenly tightened, his feet moved, and he quickly left the place.

"Tsk!" A sharp fruit knife pierced him from behind, stabbing him in the air.

The sneak attacker missed the target and immediately retracted the hand holding the fruit knife. At the same time, a sturdy man with a beard walked out from the corner behind Wu Ling, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Only then did Wu Ling see clearly the appearance of the attacker.

A young man with a somewhat pale face and blue eyes, wearing a yellow short-sleeved T-shirt, with a silver skull necklace hanging around his neck and dyed yellow hair, sneered at Wu Ling with a fruit knife in his hand.

"After watching it for so long, do you think I'm an idiot?"

Seeing the people who appeared, Wu Ling was panicked. He hadn't arrived first, but this group of people would hide a person on the side to look out. The plan to make a surprise attack was considered a failure. But he soon calmed down.

With the opponent's shooting speed, he can completely avoid it.

Because the movement outside also attracted the attention of people in the alley, three or four people came out one after another. After looking at Wu Ling, they didn’t say much and directly surrounded Wu Ling. Two of them had fruit knives in their hands, and the remaining

The two people at the bottom were empty-handed.

"Boy, you're unlucky, you saw something you shouldn't have seen." The capable young man at the head looked at Wu Ling and laughed coldly.

Looking at the four people in front of him, it would be impossible to say that Wu Ling was not nervous at all. But for some reason, he calmed down and said, "Robbery and murder are different!"

"No one knows anyway!" The young man at the head didn't take it seriously.

"Are you really going to stab him?"

"Break the legs first and then talk!"

"okay!"

The four people rushed towards Wu Ling.

Wu Ling slipped away from the circle of four people, then reversed and rushed towards the leading young man. With a huge force in his hands, he hit the young man on the back of the head hard before he could react, causing the young man's neck to twist.

, passed out directly.

Without stopping, he rolled over and rushed in front of the short man. He took advantage of the situation and hit the short man hard on the abdomen with an elbow. The latter immediately rolled his eyes, screamed, and fell backwards. The moment he stood up,

A heavy whip hit the legs of the young man next to him. The young man seemed to have been hit hard with a stick. With a click, his legs were broken. There was a scream, and the young man hugged his legs and curled up into a ball.

I guess I didn't expect Wu Ling to be so tough. Huang Mao, who initially attacked Wu Ling, was now standing there with a pale face, holding up the fruit knife in his hand, not knowing whether to continue the attack or run away.

Wu Ling ignored the other party and walked towards him unhurriedly.

"Ah!" He yelled, pointed the tip of the knife at Wu Ling, rushed forward and stabbed him. Wu Ling turned around and kicked. After a dull impact, Huang Mao was kicked hard against the alley wall, his eyes turned white, and his mouth

There was faint blood flowing from his nose, and it looked like his internal organs had been seriously injured.