The road to immortality is difficult, bones build immortality

Jingguo.

Tianjin.

The moon had not yet risen, but the twinkling stars in the night sky had pierced the darkness.

"Squeaky~" accompanied by the subtle sound of the door hinge turning.

The carved door of the building slowly opened, and several women with delicate makeup walked out gracefully.

They held round fans or hand towels in their hands, but they all had a lazy and charming look.

After all, they had been enjoying music every night and had long been accustomed to such a nightlife.

"Brother, brother-open the door!"

In the alley next to the brothel, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran over with excitement on his face.

Qingchen, the young man called the elder brother, was about twenty years old.

At this moment, he was leisurely leaning against the wall of the alley, joking with a charming young woman selling night snacks.

"What are you panicking about, what are you yelling about!" Qingchen was slightly displeased after being stopped by the boy.

He turned back and glared at the boy, as if he was a little annoyed.

Qingchen pulled his hand back and threw down a few copper coins.

For the young son of the young woman as a midnight snack.

Then he turned around slowly and walked towards the busy brothel not far away.

"All of you, please get your spirits up!" Qingchen yelled at the three or five listless hooligans in front of the door.

He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse:

"What did you do last night? Why are you all so listless?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingchen raised his foot and kicked a hooligans who was standing all over the place.

It has been nearly ten days since Qingchen traveled to this world. From not being able to adapt at the beginning to being like a fish in water now.

He inherited the memory and some martial arts of the previous master, and with the black temper of being a salesman in his previous life.

He also stood out and became a tough guy among the hooligans in the brothel.

After scolding a few lazy hooligans, the evil fire in his heart was half gone.

As Qingchen was about to enter the house, he found that there were several little beggars around the stalls at the gate.

These little beggars were in ragged clothes, and the rags on their bodies could barely cover their skinny bodies.

Long-term begging and wandering life made their hands and feet rough and dark.

Qingchen touched the few copper coins in his pocket and thought to himself.

In this ancient-like society, the law of survival is cruel and realistic.

A few days ago, he witnessed a little beggar outside the city fiercely beating a kind passerby in order to snatch food.

Kindness is useless and it is not important here at all.

Just as Qingchen was about to step into the door of the brothel, his face suddenly sank.

He saw that his second brother was surrounded in the middle, and those little beggars were obviously preparing to snatch the buns in his second brother's hand.

One of the little beggars even pounced on the second brother's feet and tried to pull him down.

This scene made Qingchen's eyes flash with a hint of coldness.

After all, before completing his plan, these are all important chess pieces.

Especially the second brother who was brought to the brothel by him for training, who may be of great use later.

The second brother was a little flustered, although Qingchen took the second brother to the brothel for a few days.

But for such a group fight, a teenager can't resist.

After not taking action for a few days, it's time to relax his muscles and bones. He is tired of living.

Qingchen's face was a little ferocious, and his body shot out like an arrow, rushing straight towards the three little beggars.

"Looking for death!"

He first aimed at the little beggar who tried to pull down his second brother, and grabbed the little beggar's collar with one hand.

As a result, the little beggar was also a little cruel, and opened his mouth to bite Qingchen's arm.

Qingchen felt a little pain, and his jade forging power suddenly broke out.

He threw the whole little beggar out like a sack, and fell heavily to the ground with a bang, dust flying, and blood oozing from his mouth and nose.

The other two little beggars were startled by the sudden change, but then they rushed towards Qingchen fiercely.

Qingchen sneered and did not dodge or evade.

When one of the little beggars rushed to him, he suddenly stretched out his arm.

He used his jade forging skills to grab the other's wrist and then twisted it hard.

With a click, the little beggar's wrist was dislocated, and he screamed in pain.

At the same time, Qingchen quickly raised his leg and kicked the other little beggar in the abdomen.

The force was so great that the little beggar was kicked out and hit the wall beside him.

Then he slid to the ground and curled up in pain.

Qingchen's eyes flashed coldly, and he was about to walk towards the little beggar who dared to bite his arm.

Although there was no wound under the sleeve, Qingchen still felt ashamed.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, don't go too far, be careful not to kill someone!" The younger brother beside him hurriedly dissuaded him.

Hearing this, Qingchen reluctantly stopped and glanced at the thugs under his command.

He motioned the thugs under his command to come forward. Although they performed mediocrely in the fight, they still had a set of skills in bullying.

The thugs immediately understood and walked forward swiftly.

They picked up the little beggars who had collapsed on the ground and groaned in pain, and threw them out of the alley like garbage.

"You go around and keep an eye on them from a distance.

See where they are and who the little boss behind them is, come back and tell me, be smart."

"Also, don't show off your wealth, hide the buns for me, one bun can cost a life.

There won’t be a next time, or you can go back. "Qingchen turned to his second brother and handed him a knife.

In this society, being brave and aggressive is not the most important thing.

To get out there, you need to look at your strength and background. Who knows if there will be troubles.

Qingchen looked at the little beggars in the distance who were in so much pain that they couldn’t stand up, including the little beggar who bit him.

He struggled to get up and looked at himself.

The idea of ​​cutting the grass and eradicating the roots turned in Qingchen's mind.

In this chaotic world, who would care if a few little beggars died?

Even if they knew, who would care?

The government? The government has no time to investigate.

Just as Qingchen was thinking, a woman's scream suddenly pierced the night sky.

"I am the woman of Diaoye's son in Beimang Mountain, how dare you! "This scream was full of fear.

A woman stumbled and rushed quickly towards the door of the brothel.

Although her steps revealed some foundation of Qinggong, she seemed a little frivolous, as if she had drunk wine and taken drugs.

Behind her, a group of people were chasing her noisily, and a pale-faced young man was particularly conspicuous.

He was obviously hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and the several servants who followed him had a conspicuous "Zhao" embroidered on their clothes.

Looking closely, Qingchen was shocked to find that this was someone from the Zhao family of the City Lord's Mansion.

This woman had a charming figure and a panicked face.

The woman quickly rushed to the door, looked at the stunned Qingchen, and said,

"Young Master, please save me!"