Virtue is Abundant

"Old Qian, I was in a hurry just now, don't take it to heart."

Wu Xiaode patted Qian Mingkui on the shoulder and said warmly.

It's not easy for this fat man.

In this world, men at his age are the best to bully.

Because he has an old man and a young man, he has a house and a car to support, and he has to take care of the lives of a large family.

Everything is his.

Even if he was scolded, he didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't dare to resign when he suffered grievances in the unit, because he wanted to make money to support his family.

What's more, Qian Mingkui has to pull his daughter to grow up alone.

"Brother Xiaowu, no, let me make peace. It's better to let them move the things in the house than to use a knife and a gun." Qian Mingkui said.

Wu Xiaode shook his head.

In times of peace, if you casually wield a knife or a stick to injure someone or kill someone, you will have no problem at all if you just squat for several years and decades.

These guys will take out the murder weapon as soon as they get started, and sooner or later a big incident will happen.

no……

Wu Xiaode matured earlier than his peers. He hung out on the street when others were still in class, and he was better at observing and summarizing than those gangsters, so he quickly came up with an idea.

He reached out and pressed lightly on the slate wall.

"I'll cover this martial arts hall in the future. Don't come here. Ah, by the way, don't charge any protection fees in the future. You are young, how good is it to find a factory to work and make money?"

His hand sank into the wall, leaving a fingerprint several inches deep.

The gangsters looked at the handprint, and then at Wu Xiaode.

Several people slowly put down their knives.

A thug said hesitantly, "Brother Yi, this..."

Lu Yi, who was in the lead, raised his hand to stop him from continuing to speak.

He stared at Wu Xiaode and said sternly: "My friend, you can just take care of yourself. Why do you need to say anything about finding a job in a factory? Do you think everyone has the same skills as you?"

At this moment, Xiao Shi just came out to get the broom, and Lu Yi glanced at him with an inexplicable look.

"Xiao Wu, it's better to forget it." Qian Mingkui immediately said worriedly.

Wu Xiaode was a little funny.

The hooligans are like a group of hyenas, always trying to find the softest part of their prey to bite.

I have seen this kind of thing a lot.

The so-called rivers and lakes are sinister.

——Would you like to make a move?

Suddenly, two lines of small ice crystal words jumped out from the Book of the Dead:

"After this short rest, your soul power has recovered by 1 point."

"The current soul power value is: 8/8."

A new-born force faintly emerged in Wu Xiaode's body, and then slowly lurked.

Wu Xiaode gave up the idea of ​​doing it.

At 3 points of soul power, his physical fitness is several times that of an ordinary person.

It is now 8 points of soul power.

If you improve too fast, you may not be able to control your strength.

It is possible to kill these gangsters with just a few moves.

——Although they are the dregs of society, they can’t just waste their lives like that.

never mind.

Give them a chance and let them think for themselves.

If they didn't even want to look back, and their tempers were completely bad, then it would be no wonder.

Wu Xiaode thought about it and said:

"I heard that you received money to report one's safety."

"Of course, thanks to the folks who look up to it, that's what the men do." Lu Yi warned.

"How much does the martial arts hall pay you every month?"

"You want to help him?"

"Yes, tell me the number."

"This." Lu Yi opened his palm.

"Five hundred?" Wu Xiaode asked.

The **** over there all laughed.

"Five hundred? Brothers are not enough to eat, this is five thousand!" Lu Yi said.

Wu Xiaode walked over with his mobile phone and said, "Come on, transfer the money."

Lu Yi was stunned, and winked at the younger brothers around him, signaling everyone to be careful.

"Real transfer?" He also took out his mobile phone.

Without saying a word, Wu Xiaode transferred 5,000 yuan to him.

——The money, Zhao Junyu handled it properly for him, and transferred it all to his balance.

When Lu Yi saw that the money was so easy, there was a secret door, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Okay, my brothers are not unreasonable people. If you have anything to do with your martial arts hall in the future, my brother will cover you—by the way, we will charge per person. Since you are also a martial artist, you will have to add another two thousand five hundred and fifty in the future. ."

"Yes." Wu Xiaode smiled.

Lu Yi looked at the money on his mobile phone and listened to what the other party said, he couldn't find anything wrong.

——Besides, I came here to collect money, but I didn’t really want to kill.

"That's it, next month—"

"Wait, Brother Yi, he broke my nose." The younger brother on the side reminded me quickly.

"Ah, yes, look, my brother, you beat him, do you have to pay for the medical expenses?" Lu Yi asked.

"No problem, tell me the number." Wu Xiaode said.

"Ten thousand."

"Give."

The money turned around again.

Ding!

This time it went to 15,000.

When Lu Yi saw the money on his mobile phone arriving in his account, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

Come on together, kill—

no!

That's a felony, I can't afford it.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't intend to catch a glimpse of Wu Xiaode's mobile phone jumping to the balance page.

Five, six, seven... seven digits.

Lu Yi took a breath, his feet were nailed to the same place like nails, and he couldn't move one bit.

"Walk!"

He suddenly shouted angrily, then moved his body, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Halfway through, he stopped again, and said abruptly: "Master Qian, this is the end of today's affairs. In the future, we will not collect the protection fee of your martial arts hall. When the mountains and rivers meet, we will face the sky and go our separate ways. the way."

After speaking, he didn't look back, he led the gangsters out the door, and closed the door as well.

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised.

——This little **** can do it!

Wu Xiaode turned his head and said to Qian Mingkui, "Okay, gangsters won't have trouble in the future."

Qian Mingkui was extremely excited, and said repeatedly, "Brother Xiao Wu! Are they really not going to make trouble again?"

"Won't."

"Are they going to go back on it?"

"Don't worry, I really won't." Wu Xiaode said meaningfully.

Give them another hour.

Within an hour, if the gangsters can figure out the twists and turns here and send the money back respectfully, they will be spared their lives.

Wu Xiaode was about to speak when he suddenly saw the Book of the Dead open, revealing two lines of small ice crystal characters:

"It's one thing to help Qian Mingkui awaken his soul power, and it's another thing to help him in the martial arts hall to deal with gangsters. You have received another appreciation from the spirit of the school's patriarch."

"The spirit of the patriarch is about to come."

The next moment.

Wu Xiaode only felt that he was almost unable to feel the existence of his body.

"It's this familiar feeling again..."

He groaned, his body completely out of control.

soon.

His whole personality changed.

Although he was still standing there, there was an indescribable gloomy aura on his body.

"Boy, you are very good. I originally planned to teach you a set of plum blossom skills, but now it seems that the thank you is not enough."

When Wu Xiaode spoke, his tone changed completely.

If in the past his speech was full of youthful vigor and orphan's vigilance, now his voice is cold and vicissitudes.

——It was like another person entered his body and spoke with his mouth.

"Sir, if you have something to say, just say it."

Wu Xiaode responded with his thoughts.

"I have a discussion with you. This is the first time Qian Mingkui is facing the matter of twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

"I originally wanted to take care of him, but since you said that, I have no objection."

Wu Xiaode hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "It's very dangerous to enter for the first time, you really don't want me to help him?"

"Our faction is quite meritorious. As long as he gets on the Tao, he will be blessed by God, boy, you don't have to worry about it."

God bless you...

So confident?

"Okay, I have no opinion." Wu Xiaode said.

Zu Ling's words changed, and he said, "But in the future, you can take care of each other - would you like to take care of him for a time or two?"

"Okay." Wu Xiaode happily agreed.

"So simple?"

"He's a good person, and he fits my temper. It just so happens that I also need help."

"If that's the case, then I'll pass that on to you."

Wu Xiaode watched as he walked to the weapon rack step by step, and drew a long knife from it.

"Boy, you help him awaken his innate power, drive away the gangsters, and promise me one thing."

"I will teach you a set of sword techniques."

"This set of sword techniques has only two moves in total. It was taught by gods in the past. It has infinite power and cannot be passed on lightly unless it is a great opportunity. You see—huh?"

He was talking to himself ~www.novelmt.com~ suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky.

The sky is full of heavy clouds of lead.

Rain is coming.

Wan Lai is like silence.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's mouth were slightly upturned, his expression full of sarcasm, and he said coldly:

"Hide your head and show your tail."

He strode into the main hall of the martial arts hall, jumped on the patriarch's altar enshrined in the center, and stretched out his hand to grab a wooden knife on the side of the statue.

This statue is a long-haired man wearing a bucket hat, riding a horse, with a knife on his waist and a spear tied behind his back.

"Brother Wu, it's an old antique, you should take it slow, don't damage it, it's disrespectful to the ancestor." Qian Mingkui shouted from a distance.

Wu Xiaode glanced at him with cold eyes, and hummed, "The descendants of the Qian family, it's a good time to practice your kung fu, don't worry about anything else."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed it on the wooden knife, and the wood was immediately rubbed apart, revealing a long, sharp knife.

"Is there a knife hidden in this statue?" Qian Mingkui said with wide eyes.

"It's just a spare weapon, not a treasure sword."

Wu Xiaode took the knife and put the blunt knife to the side.

He jumped off the altar of worship, swept out of the courtyard, and stood on the training ground.

wind.

The cold wind is picking up.

There was a continuous sound of muffled thunder in the sky.

"Boy, who have you offended?" Zu Ling asked.

"Someone killed me."

"and then?"

"I walked around the gate of **** and came back." Wu Xiaode said.

"Hmph, no wonder the ability of the undead system is awakened - thanks to this, I can possess myself to help you." Zu Ling said.

Wu Xiaode said, "You mean..."

"They are here!"