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Lord Zhang is dead!

How many masters are there on Martial Hall Street?

oo.

Zhang Ming, Master Zhang.

He is good at crane boxing, has a healthy body shape, and the master Zhang Guan who brings out the wind like a crane.

Zhang Ming, his real name is not Zhang Ming.

The name was changed to Zhang Ming.

It is precisely because of being able to punch like a crane, not only can one punch down to open five bricks, but the sound of cranes in the fist wind is even more disturbing and tiring to deal with.

Zhang Ming once had a record of twenty people alone.

In the end, minor injuries.

More than half of the twenty people were killed and injured.

It can be said that Zhang Ming's martial arts gym was punched and kicked.

In fact, the martial arts on Martial Arts Street are all typed in this way.

Without real kung fu, it is impossible to open a museum on Martial Hall Street.

But this is how Zhang Ming died.

Died in his bedroom.

Was cut to the head.

Wow!

It was like a sea wave, and the people who came to see the excitement in Martial Arts Street suddenly boiled.

They stared at Zhang's martial arts hall.

Watching the catch fast coming in and out.

Looking at the people in Zhang's martial arts hall panicking.

Then whispered.

"Is this meeting the Jiang Yang thief?"

"No. Although Jiang Yang's methods are vicious, he is also seeking wealth, and compared to Zhang Guanzhu, there are wealthy households in'Mountain City', and it is easier to start than Zhang Guanzhu."

"That is?"

"Vengeance!"

"Only in the pursuit of revenge, will you point to the target and kill you with one blow."

...

Discussions in the crowd came and went.

Li and Zhao on the first floor of the crowd looked at each other.

Zhang Ming is dead!

Zhang Ming, who only had dinner and tea with them yesterday, died.

He was also beaten by others.

"This?!"

The two curators, Li and Zhao, looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything from the bottom of their hearts, they knew that they wanted to go together.

Mubai!

It definitely has something to do with Mubai!

This is not evidence.

It is pure instinct.

The intuition of being a warrior.

It was also told by the experience accumulated by running the rivers and lakes.

"What about Brother Zhao?"

The tall and thin Li Guanzhu asked softly.

"Can't afford it."

The master Zhao Guan seemed to answer the wrong question, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The two stood there very tacitly, and silently stopped talking.

It seems that it is difficult to accept the facts just like the people around.

After all, they don't want to die yet.

Zhang Ming was cut off.

where are they?

They are not as powerful as Zhang Ming, and once they participate in it, they may not escape death.

So, stand here and be a bystander.

The older the rivers and lakes, the more timid the people.

Perhaps the wrist is more secure and the layout is more familiar.

But the price of such maturity is the loss of ‘courage’.

The indomitable ‘courage’.

Therefore, martial arts training should be young, not only because of better physical functions, but also because of ‘brave’.

"Master, that guy Zhang Ming is dead!"

The Doubao who walked out of the martial arts hall was surprised, and then quickly snorted intentionally. His mouth was pouted because of the hum, and it looked a little cute, just like putting some wolfberry on the steamed egg during breakfast. .

"That guy was embarrassing us at all times."

"And when I first came to the mountain city, he actually wanted to admit me into the house and be his concubine."

"If it weren't for the museum owner, I would kill...I don't know what to do."

Doubao's mouth was quick for a moment, and he almost missed it. He turned back abruptly, and looked at Jason's eyes ahead. It seemed that he didn't hear the flaw. This was a slight relief in my heart.

Then, continued.

"Speaking of the museum owner, the reason why you opened the museum on Wuguan Street is because of this guy's repeated provocations."

"This guy first lost to the master of the museum, and then, Xiaodu Jichang's unwillingness to provoke the whole martial arts street to deal with the master of the museum, but in the end, let the master of the museum open the martial arts."

"And he was beaten to death."

"Really deserve it!"

As he said, Doubao stuck his tongue out in the direction of Zhang's martial arts hall.

Then, she turned to look at Jason, who continued to move forward.

"Don't you say something to me, the owner?"

Doubao asked suspiciously.

"what?"

Jason lowered his head and looked at his little cook as if he had recovered.

"Every time my mother said like I did just now, my dad would say that the deceased is the eldest, wife, don't do that.

Doubao imitated his father's appearance.

It can be seen that it is the image of a little man.

"and then?"

Jason continued to ask.

"Then... Mom slapped Dad with a big slap, saying that you are generous, and if you are okay, please persuade others to be generous and be careful of thunder."

Doubao said with a smile.

"What your mother said makes sense."

"Don't persuade others to be generous without going through the experience of others."

"and……"

"If someone takes death, send him to die."

Jason nodded, talking about his thoughts.

He and "Mangshengjiao" have been endlessly dying. When he knew that there were still "Mangshengjiao" secret sons on Martial Hall Street, Jason was naturally fidgeting. If he didn't beat each other to death, he had to eat a bowl less.

However, what Jason didn't expect was that this dark child suddenly had a'fireball magic staff'.

For Jason, who was looking for an dark child, it was really as clear as a searchlight at night.

There is no hesitation.

The mask man shot again.

Humming to the song "Water Tune" from Evernight, he cut his head and turned back.

In addition to bringing back a piece of food, he also brought back an additional option that can be added to [Unarmed Fighting]: Heming.

After paying 50 satiety points and dying 20 times, Jason mastered an additional option called Heming.

[Heming: A special sonic attack is formed by punching and shaking the air; effect: when punching, it can bring a blade-level sonic attack, causing damage to enemies within a radius of 2 meters, within a circle and 1 meter. Sustaining blade-level damage, the damage is gradually reduced if it is 1 meter away, and the sonic damage will no longer exist after exiting 2 meters.]

...

This harvest is a surprise.

Sonic attack, Jason seldom can touch.

[Heming] This is the first time.

Similarly, with the addition of the additional option of [Heming], Jason can finally barely say that it is seven buffs with one punch.

Although they are not very strong, it should be enough to cope with the current situation.

After all, what he showed was only what he wanted to be seen.

Something really hidden?

He never revealed it.

‘However, the inheritance of these martial arts must continue to be collected. One punch has seven buffs. Is that one punch seventy buff still far away? ’

‘Quantitative changes can eventually cause qualitative changes. ’

‘What’s more, the [Unarmed Combat] level is a master level, and there are two enhancements of Wushuang and Extraordinary. Even if the power of these additional options is insufficient now, they can be really used after upgrading twice. ’

‘Furthermore, if you find enough opportunities, maybe [unarmed combat] will be upgraded like [protection from evil] and promote to a higher level. ’

Jason had plans in his heart.

Then, he suddenly recovered and looked at Doubao.

"Did you just want to slap me in the face?"

Jason asked.

"Where is it?"

Doubao speeded up his pace with a guilty expression on hearing such questions.

Jason was right.

Bean buns really want to be so dry.

Because every time her father was exhausted by her mother, not only did he not get angry, but he laughed happily.

In the idea of ​​beanbag, Jason expressed her friendship to her, she naturally wanted to make Jason happy.

‘Are mom and dad’s methods wrong? ’

‘Apart from cooking, there’s nothing to make the owner happier? ’

"There must be some? ’

Doubao thought.

Jason raised his eyebrows while looking at Doubao's back.

Why is the bean bag weird today?

Will it affect the dinner?

Lunch was a scaffolding meal with five martial arts halls on Martial Hall Street, which increased the feelings in name. In fact, it was a small exchange meeting after the arena competition. Eating and drinking were not the focus.

However, in Jason, eating and drinking is the focus.

communicate with?

He didn't have any disciples in the market.

The money for the meal is raised by five martial arts halls, just as the top name of the martial arts street is a hundred yuan.

"Master Mu." X2

"Master Mu."

When Jason and Doubao walked to one side, the two curators Li and Zhao greeted them first, followed by the disciple of Peng Liang, a sturdy young man with a hint of anxiety on his face.

His master was involved in the big case of'death teaching' and has been missing for several days.

Now the whole martial arts hall is maintained by him.

Several brothers are also in harmony with each other.

If you can't get a good ranking today, then the martial arts hall will really be over.

just……

The young man looked at the two curators, Li and Zhao, and then at Jason.

In the end, he looked helpless.

He has seen the masters of the two museum masters, Li and Zhao, and he is no opponent at all.

And the owner of Mu Pavilion?

It's not an opponent anymore.

‘The martial arts hall is over. ’

The young man thought silently, but the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, as if he had lifted a heavy burden.

Jason glanced at the young man, then looked at the two curators, Li and Zhao.

One tall and thin, one short.

They are all people with thick fingers.

Every finger seems to have a jujube thickness.

‘Catch it? ’

For the two curators, Li and Zhao, Jason learned from Doubao.

Master Li Guan is good at 16-way capture.

Zhao Guanzhu is good at thirty-two small captures.

They are all means of taking people's joints and dividing the muscles and bones.

"Ok."

Jason nodded in response.

Faced with Jason's response, the two curators Li and Zhao were not surprised. The curator of Mubai in front of him was a bad-spoken person, and devoted all his energy to martial arts training.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is Wu Chi.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to become'muscles and muscles' at a young age and step into'bone forging'.

‘I just don’t know, what happened to the other party’s injury? ’

The two thought, and glanced at each other.

Zhang Ming is dead.

It was an unexpected thing.

However, the competition on Wuguan Street has to continue.

They have to rely on this to eat.

Thinking of this, the Master Zhao had a plan.

He winked at the person who was standing in the distance off the lottery.

The man nodded without catching a trace.

This is also an old boxer who also had some reputation in the mountain city when he was young, but he did not open the museum to accept disciples. Instead, he lived in the mountain city as a family and operated and maintained his own industry by martial arts.

It can be regarded as the envy of ordinary people.

But if there is extra income, this old boxer is also very happy.

Don't waste the money you picked up for nothing.

Thinking of this, the old boxer is going to draw lots.

The sign is a bamboo row, and the characters of each martial arts hall are written with a brush.

They all look the same size and can't cheat at all.

Actually?

There are many doorways inside.

The easiest way is to bake the bamboo sticks with fire before putting them into the box for drawing lots.

The difference in temperature is enough to be recognized by the lottery.

In other words, it leaves a burr on one end of the bamboo stick.

Then, after a long time, the temperature returns to normal, and the burr on the hand is removed, and there is no problem.

This is not the first time this old boxer has done such a thing.

Naturally, he is familiar with it.

And just when the old boxer stretched out his hand to take the bamboo stick--

"and many more."

A shout came from outside the crowd.

Jia Youcai walked in with a team of catchers.

"Master Mu, Sister Doubao."

After Jia Youcai bowed his hand to say hello to Jason and Doubao, he turned to look at the two museum owners, Li and Zhao, and then looked at the old boxer standing on the makeshift stand.

That is a look at the prisoner.

The two curators, Li and Zhao, had a sudden heart attack.

The old boxer standing on the makeshift stand was also restless.

Then, Jia Youcai smiled suddenly.

"Sorry everyone."

"Just because of the death of Master Zhang, I want to talk to everyone."

"Everyone, go back to the Yamen with me now."

Jia Youcai said slowly with his accent.

"Jia catches the head, we are going to have a big comparison today, you do this..."

"Oh, are you teaching me to do things?"

Before Zhao Guan's words were finished, he was interrupted. Jia Youcai looked at the curator with a smile, and then suddenly raised his voice and said, "Is the martial arts competition more important than human life? Or Zhao Guan. Lord, you did this on purpose? Then can I suspect that you are related to the death of the Master Zhang Ming?"

"impossible."

"We only had dinner with Master Zhang yesterday."

Master Li said immediately.

"Oh?"

"It turns out that it was a partnership of two murderers. No wonder the master Zhang Ming didn't even have the power to resist!"

Jia Youcai stretched his tone.

As soon as such words were uttered, the expressions of the two patrons, Li and Zhao, immediately became gloomy.

"Jia catch your head, don't spray people with blood!"

"Correct!"

"You need to tell evidence when you do things!"

Li and Zhao said again and again.

"evidence?"

"You two go back with me, shall we have a trial?"

Jia Youcai sneered and waved his hand.

"Come on!"

"Bring these two back to the Yamen."

"and also--"

"With this old boxer."

Immediately, the catchers stepped forward.

Both Li and Zhao and the old boxer frowned.

These arrests are twice as fast, and they are not afraid, but they can't do it. Once they do it, they will have a real reputation for killing.

Not only is Shancheng’s industry going to die, they too.

After all, there are musket teams in the military camps in the city. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot hold a volley of ten or a hundred muskets.

But follow Jia Youcai back?

Qu hit a move!

It must be like this.

Li Zhao and the old boxer thought, their eyes turned to Jason.

In the current situation, there is no doubt that Jia Youcai has come to the station~www.wuxiaspot.com~Don't you say a word? "

"As a warrior, you should be upright and aboveboard. That's what you did?"

Li and Zhao said in a deep voice.

Although he didn't say collusion with the government or eagle dogs, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Pop, pop.

"What an upright and honest."

"That's what you are waiting for."

Jia Youcai clapped, said something, and walked towards the box drawn.

Suddenly, the faces of Li and Zhao and the old boxer changed at once.

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