You Call This A D-Level Ability?

Because the course was cancelled, the new clothes needed to be customized again.

Qin Ze was a little idle for a while.

Although the Qin family is large and well-equipped, there are many rules no matter where you go.

Not only do you have to wear clothes that meet the requirements, but your hair and even your walking pace are always watched.

This feeling of lack of freedom, coupled with what happened today, made Qin Ze feel a little repulsive to the Qin family.

So he simply asked a servant to drive him away from the Qin family and returned to the suburbs he was once familiar with.

Seeing the familiar streets made him relax immediately.

But for some reason, when he walked on the road, the pedestrians next to him would look at him with envy, and then lower their heads and walk away quickly.

Qin Ze looked down.

Although he was not wearing Qin's clothes, he was also wearing very high-end clothes.

Clothes like this are simply not affordable for people in this area.

Soon, he saw a familiar figure and hurriedly ran over: "Uncle Wang! Uncle Wang!"

When he and his mother lived here before, they often saw this old man, who took good care of him.

"Little..." Uncle Wang saw Qin Ze and subconsciously wanted to speak.

But his face suddenly changed slightly, as if he thought of something, lowered his head slightly, and forced a smile: "Master Qin Ze, long time no see."

Qin Ze paused slightly.

Uncle Wang, who had taken good care of him, made him feel a little strange with this attitude.

With a smile on his face, he continued to shout enthusiastically: "Didn't you say you would treat me to candy last time, Uncle Wang!"

"Oh...Oh candy." Uncle Wang frantically searched for it on his body, his movements were very restrained.

After a moment, his face changed slightly, and his head lowered again: "Sorry, Master Qin Ze, I don't have any candy with me."

"If you don't mind, I can go to the supermarket over there and buy it for you."

"No...no." Qin Ze's smile gradually disappeared.

Wang Bo's reaction made him feel extremely strange.

A few days ago, the Qin family showed up here in a luxury car with great fanfare and took Qin Ze and his mother away. Many people saw this.

Since the day he left, he seemed to have become a stranger to his once familiar neighbors and relatives.

At least in [Lincheng], the Qin family's status is supreme.

All residents of Lincheng know that the Qin family's power is so powerful that the government is unable to control it.

Even in many urban rumors, there are many stories about Qin family members hitting and running, robbing women, killing people and dumping corpses.

However, most people have no way to verify it. Many similar news will disappear completely within a few minutes as long as they appear on the Internet.

Qin Ze walked further away.

Wang Bo kept looking at him with his head slightly lowered until his figure completely disappeared, and then he raised his head with a complicated expression.

Qin Ze noticed this incident at the corner, and his heart was inexplicably blocked.

He walked silently on the road, but suddenly heard a noise in his ears.

"Ouch!"

"Where did this old man come from!"

"So dirty!!!"

Looking up, an old man in ragged clothes, dirty all over, reeking of alcohol, was staggering on the road.

Pedestrians along the road gave way and showed disgust on their faces.

However, the old man completely ignored their expressions, just holding a gourd and pouring wine into his mouth casually, his face was ruddy and his eyes were blurred.

Qin Ze noticed the old man, but didn't care.

In this suburban area, people like this who drink to relieve their sorrow can often be encountered.

He ignored it and walked away.

But at this moment, there was another scream and the sound of a car horn in his ears! !

He suddenly stopped and turned around, only to see a baby carriage sliding quickly along the low slope in the middle of the road.

On the other side of the street, a woman rushed forward with a crazy face, screaming loudly.

In that car, there was a baby sitting.

The speeding car had obviously stepped on the brakes, but because the car was too old, it could not slow down for a while.

The pedestrians on the roadside were all shouting and screaming, and there was chaos.

But at this moment, a drunken and staggering figure happened to walk to the middle of the road.

Bang!

The car burst into a roar, brushed past the baby carriage, and crashed into the shoulder of the road.

For a moment, there was chaos on the road.

The old man used his foot to stop the baby carriage casually, and seemed to be completely unaware of the danger just now.

Gently loosening his foot, the baby carriage moved forward slowly.

The middle-aged mother rushed over like crazy, hugged the baby carriage, and burst into tears out of fear.

The pedestrians on both sides rushed up quickly, cleared the road, and pulled the mother and the baby aside.

They were all glad that there was no danger, and the owner's action of turning the steering wheel at the last moment also made the pedestrians praise and feel fortunate.

The dirty old man continued to stagger away, and no one noticed him.

"What just happened was..." On the side of the road, Qin Ze stared at the front with wide eyes in shock.

His eyes were fixed on the car.

But on the side of the car, a fist mark deep into the iron sheet was clearly visible.

It seemed that he was the only one who noticed what happened just now.

The car was not turned by the steering wheel at all.

Instead, he was hit by the old man with a fist whose speed could not be seen clearly and was deflected! !

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On the narrow road.

The dirty old man staggered and swayed, but suddenly stopped.

"You've been following me all this time... burp..." His voice was drunken, and he would burp from time to time, "Is there anything about me, an old man, that a young man like you should pay attention to?"

He waited for a long time, but there was no response from him.

Then, he staggered around and flicked on the ground casually.

A stone flew out directly and bounced back and forth on the wall.

Half a second later, a wailing sound came out, and Qin Ze walked out of the corner with his head covered, but his eyes were full of novelty.

He stared straight at the old man, suddenly bent down and read loudly: "Master, please teach me how to have your strength?"

The previous scuffle with Qin Yun made him aware of it.

Not everyone is qualified to seek justice.

Only those with enough strength can save everything in front of them.

"Strength?" The old man's drunken eyes lowered slightly and glanced at Qin Ze, "You can actually notice..."

His voice paused slightly, his eyes remaining on Qin Ze's hair, and then quickly swept away.

"Hmph, don't call me master casually." The old man ignored him and walked forward again.

Qin Ze followed closely and followed the old man into a dilapidated courtyard.

In the yard, there was a shabby tiled house with more than half of its roof broken. It looked dirty and messy, and was mixed with a strong smell of alcohol and stench.

"I'm not in the mood to teach a young man like you." The old man swayed towards the house.

"If you want to learn something from me, just clean this place up for me."