Twisted Realm

After finally coping with his mother, Meng Xuan twitched and walked back to the room with two small safety helmets.

He didn't expect Liu Wanru to actually hide this thing...

Meng Xuan locked the door, took off his heavy coat, hung it on the chair, and hid his clothes that had been torn by the machete, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

After rubbing his swollen temples, Meng Xuan sat on the soft bed, and rarely felt a trace of exhaustion.

After being surrounded by six people, two knives and dozens of stitches, even if his body was slightly strengthened by the paranormal ritual, he still felt a little powerless at this time.

After washing for a while, he took out the mirror to check the state of the mirror, and confirmed that there was nothing abnormal. Meng Xuan did not enter the mirror world, but lay directly on the bed. After a while, there was an even sound of breathing.

The next day, class on Monday.

Meng Xuan didn't listen much all day. One was thinking about the secret medicine ceremony, and the other was thinking about how to deal with Isis' attack.

This guy can actually dispatch six trained swordsmen to cut himself around, the background is probably very complicated.

"North District..."

Meng Xuan thought of the northern district where the Tianhe Swordsmanship Museum was located.

The North District is a mixed place. There are the largest slums in Shahe City, the largest and largest entertainment venues in Shahe City, and the largest underground black market. There, it is no exaggeration to say that as long as you have money, you can buy anything you want. want something.

And what controls everything behind is the intricate underground forces, Isis, may belong to one of these forces.

"Recently, I try to reduce travel as much as possible. I don't walk alleys. I must carry a weapon with me. Even if it is a dull knife or iron rod that cannot be opened, I can fight back when I encounter an attack. After the analysis of the second ritual is completed, Then slowly and slowly..."

Meng Xuan made a plan for the recent period. Although he really wanted to kill Isis and chop off one of Isis's arms as a warning, Meng Xuan was not dazed by the sudden increase in strength.

Everyone knows how rampant the underground forces in the North District are, and many of them even have gun licenses.

He chopped down six knifemen almost unarmed, but he didn't feel that he was able to fight with guns.

"I hope Isis has some bottom line, otherwise..."

A cold light flashed in Meng Xuan's eyes, thinking of his parents.

"I can't be alone anymore, maybe I should take the initiative."

The get out of class bell rang, Meng Xuan calmly sorted out his textbooks, and refused Liu Yuran's invitation to go to the Internet cafe to play two. He walked out of the school gate alone with his schoolbag on his back, ready to go to the sports store or the knife collection store to see the iron knife. How is the price.

Not long after walking out of the school gate.

"Meng Xuan?"

He heard someone calling his name behind him.

Meng Xuan turned his head and saw a handsome young man with a shaved head and studs on his ears, wearing Mesley's latest trendy windbreaker, leaning against the corner of the school gate with his arms in his arms, looking at him quietly.

"You are?"

Meng Xuan frowned, a little vigilant in his heart, but his sense of abnormality did not give him a premonition of crisis, indicating that the young man should have no malice.

"My name is Akto, are you interested in chatting?"

The flat-headed boy Akto walked towards Meng Xuan, put his hands in his pockets, looked at Meng Xuan up and down with interest and asked.

Meng Xuan glanced at Akto, nodded, and said, "Yes."

In the Nebula Chain Cafe near the school.

The pretty waitress brought two hot lattes to the two of them.

"I'm just an ordinary high school student, do you have anything to do with me?"

Meng Xuan picked up the sugar packets on the side, added three or four packets in a row, stirred the coffee in front of him slightly, and asked the flat-headed boy opposite.

"Ordinary high school student?"

Hearing Meng Xuan calling himself like this, Akto couldn't help but laugh.

"A person who can easily evade all of Isis's sword attacks and easily chop off the wooden sword in his hand."

"A man who was unarmed and was trapped in the alley by six swordsmen, who in turn grabbed the sword and chopped off the palms of the six swordsmen."

"You said you were just an ordinary high school student, do you believe it yourself?"

Aktor shook his head and smiled.

"No matter what you say, I'm just an ordinary high school student."

Meng Xuan calmly stirred the coffee in front of him and took a light sip.

No matter how many sugar packets are put in, it is difficult to completely remove the bitterness in the coffee. Meng Xuan put down the coffee. He doesn’t like this stuff. In comparison, he prefers sweetened milk with Eagle brand condensed milk. .

Sweet is better than bitter, there is no reason.

"Well, whatever you want, it doesn't matter."

Akto shrugged noncommittally, no longer entangled in this topic.

"The purpose of my visit is to invite you to join us. I wonder if you are interested?"

Akto said bluntly.

"you?"

Meng Xuan asked back.

"That's right, a few of us have built a martial arts hall, and now there is a shortage of swordsmanship training. I would like to invite you to teach swordsmanship. If possible, I may ask you to solve some other things at that time. Of course, paid."

Akto picked up the coffee, took a sip and said.

"I'm just an ordinary high school student..."

Meng Xuan leaned on the cushion with his back lightly, and said lightly.

"We can help you fight the pressure on Isis."

"I'm about to start the second semester of high school. I just want to go to university in a safe and secure way."

"You only need to come over two weekends a week to take a knife instruction class. The monthly salary is 7,000. If you need another shot, we will calculate the money separately."

Hearing this condition offered by Akto, Meng Xuan frowned, but his expression soon returned to normal.

"I've only been learning swordsmanship for three months, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."

"Ten thousand months, no more, you have to know, Isis is a lunatic, his sister Isiah is even more crazy, who knows if they have a bottom line, joining us is also helping yourself, we are mutually beneficial win."

Akto crossed his chest with his arms and leaned on the seat quietly waiting for Meng Xuan's reply.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the news that someone had easily defeated the madman Isis in swordsmanship, and actually faced the six elite swordsmen of the Angel Gang in the alley, killing six people almost unarmed. , so that he was very interested, he would not take such a long time to find Meng Xuan and offer such good conditions.

Meng Xuan was silent when he heard Akto's words, knowing that he had already tested Akto's bottom line.

In the current situation, he is actually considering looking for an opportunity to take the initiative to intervene in the incident. If this opportunity can also solve some troubles and financial problems incidentally, it will be more perfect.

It can be said that Akto was dozing off and gave him a pillow, which was exactly what Meng Xuan meant.

The refusal just now was nothing more than bargaining.

Now that the price is slightly in line with his heart, he has no reason to refuse, but there may be further opportunities...

After a brief silence, Meng Xuan raised his head, smiled at Akto, and said:

"I want to pay three months' wages in advance."