Chapter 247 Yujing Building!

Chapter 247

"Buns, freshly baked buns, fresh and delicious, I'm sure you're satisfied!"

In the morning, Yulong Street in the capital city is full of fragrance, and people come and go, and dense crowds are constantly going in and out of restaurants, refreshments, and steamed stuffed bun shops.

On the east side of Yulong Street, in the billowing steam of steamed buns, the signboard of a restaurant looms in the steam.

"Jade Tower"!

The three characters are black and gold lacquered, which is quite elegant. The signboard was changed this morning, together with the signboard, and the owner of the restaurant.

But except for the owner of the restaurant, the other staff and the cook have not changed at all. So many people don't know that this restaurant has already changed hands.

Even if some people noticed that the signboard had changed, they didn't take it too seriously.

But at this very moment, Wang Chong was in this Yujing Tower.

In the private room with the best location on the second floor of Yujing Building, several big men from the Zhuang family and the Chi family sat cross-legged on the ground, gorging themselves. Dozens of "steamers" had already been placed on the ground, but there were even more steamers piled up on the table. , stacked up, like a cage tower.

The dealer's iron cavalry and the Chi family's iron guards are all well-known, but this is the first time everyone has seen their terrifying appetite.

"about there!"

Leaning on the railing, Wang Chong finished his training slowly and opened his eyes.

It has been a few days since the last action. In the past few days, Wang Chong has not done anything. Just practice in this Yujing building.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door from outside.

"come in."

Wang Chong said calmly, without turning his head.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and Miyame Ayaka, dressed in black, walked in with a basket of steaming steamed buns.

"Young master."

Gong Yuling was holding the steamed stuffed bun, sitting on her knees, put the basket in front of Wang Chong, then took out a pair of chopsticks, wiped them carefully and handed them over.

"how's it going?"

Wang Chong took the black jade chopsticks,

Pick up a soup bag and put it in your mouth. The soup dumpling is very soft and thin. When you bite it lightly, a thick soup seeps into your mouth. It is fresh and fragrant, overflowing from your lips and teeth. Swallow it, from your mouth to your stomach, piece by piece comfortable.

good!

Wang Chong nodded in satisfaction. After eating so many restaurants and tea shops, in the end, Wang Chong still thinks that the soup dumplings here are the best.

There are so many restaurants in the capital, Wang Chong finally chose this one, which is an important reason.

As for another reason

This was also because Wang Chong really needed to have his own restaurant.

It's too ostentatious and inconvenient to go to other people's restaurants and shops every time for activities in the capital. After a long time, it is inevitable to attract deliberate attention.

If you have your own restaurant, it will be very convenient whether you are eating or practicing, at least, it will be very convenient in terms of deceiving people.

This is like the Yao family buying "Guanghe Tower". The latter has always left a deep impression on Wang Chong.

Buying a restaurant of your own, sometimes, cannot be measured by pure money.

"Sir, our action has attracted the attention of the Goguryeo people. Not only the No. 1 base of Goguryeo, but also the No. 2 and No. 3 bases have all stepped up their guard. There's a lot of suspicion."

Miyame Ayaka knelt on the ground and said respectfully. Even when she had no choice but to appear by Wang Chong's side, she paid great attention to using the light and shadow in the room, obstacles, as well as screens and railings to cover herself, trying not to let outsiders notice her.

This is almost an assassin's instinct.

"Heh, there are many experts in Goguryeo. At least that little beast forest king is not a good person. We have killed so many people, even if others don't suspect it, he probably should."

Wang Chong said calmly, picked up another soup dumpling and put it in his mouth, with a relaxed and happy expression, as if everything was in his calculation.

"However, will there be any problems with this? The Little Beast Forest King is not a kind person. He even dared to attack the three major training camps. If he gets his attention, it may be bad for us!"

Miyame Ayaka frowned and said with some concern.

In the land of Tang Dynasty, the Little Beast Lin King is a legend. He is well-planned, ruthless, and bold, but no one knows what he looks like.

This means that even if he walks past you, you have no idea what he looks like. I don't even know when he was killed.

"Haha, don't make him so scary. After all, he is just a person. It's just because we haven't seen what he looks like, so we are so suspicious."

Wang Chong swallowed the soup dumpling, waved his hand, and said indifferently.

Mystery comes from the unknown, and so does fear!

Wang Chong knew it well, and the Little Beast Lin Wang was definitely well versed in this. However, this also shows that he is afraid.

Just as assassins cannot see the light, so is the Little Beast Forest King obviously.

If they knew what the Little Beast King looked like, everyone wouldn't be so afraid.

"...And, have you forgotten the military pawns he transferred from Goguryeo? He spent so much time and energy, and the schemes are not small. At this time, he has no time to pay attention to us 'little pawns'. "

Wang Chong paused and said:

"Besides, it might be a good thing for us to do this. We can scare the snake away and make him move faster!"

"What is empty is real, and what is real is empty." Wang Chong's refraining from doing anything these days is also deliberately making the Goguryeo people ignorant of their own rules of action, so that they can't figure it out and feel uneasy.

As long as these people feel uneasy, they will find ways to speed up their actions.

The so-called "mistakes on the go", once any action is rushed, it will easily leave flaws.

Miyazawa Ayaka frowned and fell silent, as if she was still thinking about the meaning of Wang Chong's words.

Wang Chong smiled and ignored it. He picked up a soup dumpling with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

I practiced all night, I didn't feel it at the time, but now that I finished the practice and calmed down, I just felt hungry.

While eating soup dumplings, Wang Chong continued to practice the "Slaying of the Common People" in his heart.

During the three days of rest, Wang Chong didn't do anything, just figured out "Men Slaying Art". At the beginning of this unique technique, it was as thin as a gossamer, only as thin as a spider's thread.

When Wang Chong went down the mountain, he only practiced to the thickness of his fingers, but now, thanks to the thick vitality he sucked in, Wang Chong's Slaying Sword Qi has been cultivated to be more than four fingers wide. Changhong is average.

And thanks to the ability to release the internal energy of the ninth level of vitality, even if Wang Chong does not borrow the sword weapon now, he can still release the sword energy of killing the common people, and the power will not be reduced in the slightest.

"...This is considered a swordsman!"

Wang Chong took a bite of the soup dumpling, and thought to himself.

Wang Chong used a gun in his previous life, this is the first time he has become a "swordsman". Although he is still a "sword master" at the most elementary level, he is indeed considered a master of swordsmanship, and he has embarked on a completely different path in his previous life.

"Senior Su's swordsmanship is known as the best swordsmanship in the world. Although it is the most basic level of sword energy, it can already break through the stellar energy of a real martial arts expert. However, this power is still not enough. Nine turns, the sword energy rises and shrinks to one turn, and it must be practiced to turn nine before it can be regarded as the real killing sword energy. I haven't even practiced one turn now, and I have to continue to work hard."

Wang Chong raised his head and unconsciously knocked on the table with his left hand, his mind was going up and down.

The sword aura of Cangsheng Slaughtering Technique is as thin as a gossamer at first, and as its strength grows, the sword aura will continue to grow stronger and thicker, and its power will become greater and greater. When it reaches the dry point, it will start to change from thick to thin, and will The sword energy is continuously compressed.

When the sword energy changes from thick to thin, and becomes the size of a spider's silk again, it is called "one turn". After that, "second turn", "third turn"...

The power of sword energy is directly proportional to the "number of revolutions", the higher the number of revolutions, the greater the power. And after reaching Rank Nine, it is almost invincible, and there is nothing that can resist it.

Even if you don't have a sword in your hand, it won't make any difference to the nine-turn killing sword energy.

However, the higher the number of revolutions, the more difficult it is to practice, and as the number of revolutions increases, the color of the sword energy will also change.

These are all slowly figured out by Wang Chong's mentality of figuring out the common people's killing sword.

Wang Chong is still at the stage of "half turn".

But even this "half-turn" sword energy can penetrate gold and crack jade, which is enough to pose a fatal threat to the strong in the real martial arts realm.

And this is the power of Su Zhengchen's swordsmanship!

"Let's go, go home and have a rest. Some things should be dealt with."

After eating a basket of soup dumplings, Wang Chong flicked his sleeves, pushed the table away, and stood up from the ground. It has been more than half a month since I left the Kunwu training camp, and it is time to deal with the Uzi steel weapons accumulated by Tuoba Guiyuan.

Money is like flowing water, no amount is enough to spend!

Wang Chong knew well that there would be more money to be spent in the future. For now, wuz steel weapons are his only source of income.

"Hey! How come you don't have eyes when you walk!"

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly there was a commotion from the street outside. When Wang Chong looked back, he saw a fat and fat rich businessman, leading a few tall and burly hiring masters, pointing at a forty-something master in the street, dressed poorly and with disheveled hair, his face was flushed. , yelling.

Although the scolded person looked down and out, Wang Chong could tell with just one glance that this person was a master. When he walked, his feet were very stable, and his shoulders didn't even shake, and it was completely subconscious, not deliberate.

This is a habit formed by people who have practiced martial arts to a certain level.

Martial arts pay attention to precision, every shot can hit every shot, like Wang Chong's sword energy must accurately hit a spider silk ten feet away.

As a martial arts master, one cannot shake his hands.

When cultivation reaches a certain height, this will become an instinct. This is not a question of stability, but that people who have cultivated to this level will have special stability in their hands, feet, and body, just like a tree stump growing there, which is completely different from the stability of ordinary people.

The two are worlds apart.

People who see it can tell it at a glance.

"This is asking for trouble!"

Wang Chong smiled and shook his head, but he didn't care. The capital is so big, conflicts like this happen every day.

That down-and-out middle-aged man was obviously more formidable than the hiring masters around the wealthy businessman. When the rich businessman met him, he was kicked to the iron plate. If there was no accident, this guy would probably be severely beaten.

Wang Chong didn't care about it, and he didn't mean to intervene, so he walked out.

However, after walking a few steps, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

"Hit, hit me hard!"

"What? I bumped into someone without even an apology. Don't hold back, just hit me. If you kill me, I will be responsible!"

"Hmph, I thought you were so powerful, so crazy, so tyrannical. It turns out that you are also a soft-legged shrimp, bah, you are a waste!"

...

The rich businessman made a harsh voice from the street. This time, not only Wang Chong, but even Miyame Ayaka was surprised.

The two turned their heads and looked outside. On the broad street, the down-and-out middle-aged man who was considered a "master" by the two was being knocked down to the ground and violently beaten.

Several wealthy businessmen's guards surrounded him, punching and kicking like a storm. And the downcast middle-aged man is like an ordinary person, without even the power to resist.

"Huh?"

There was a flash of light in Wang Chong's eyes, and he was really surprised.

[National Day, apologies for being late! sweat! 】

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