Chapter 3 Adapting

Chen Tong has seen hockey masks.

When he went north with his elder brother the year before last, he saw some foreigners playing ball on the frozen lake in the imperial city. At that time, the opponent was wearing a thick protective suit and a mask like this.

Up to now, Chen Tong still doesn't understand the meaning of a group of people chasing a discus.

On the contrary, Qu Yuan in the imperial city is good.

You can both listen and play, especially the private room on the second floor.

What happened on the second floor at that time flashed through his mind, and Chen Tong's eyes focused on the hockey mask again.

He opened his mouth wide to shout.

However, Jason is faster.

Pinch the palm of the opponent's cheek hard.

Click it.

There was a crisp sound from Chen Tong's neck, it broke, and his body slipped softly to the ground.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

When Peng Liang came back to his senses, Chen Tong was already dead.

And, more importantly, Jason rushed in front of him.

Peng Liang raised his hand without hesitation and punched him.

The short and sturdy Peng Liang punched out without turning his body sideways. He was about to wait for Jason to dodge or parry, and then he kicked.

No kicking or kicking.

Yes, step on.

Step on your ankles.

Step on your toes.

This is a killer move in the martial arts that Peng Liang has learned, and it is also a dirty move. Before the critical moment, Peng Liang will not use it at all.

After all, the reason why a trick is a trick is because it is rarely used and few others know about it.

Once you know more.

That's not a trick.

Similarly, Peng Liang, who used this trick, had the will to kill Jason.

Chen Tong died.

If he doesn't give the Chen family an explanation, he won't be able to live.

You know, the Chen family is not just Chen Tong.

There are also two elder brothers, Chen Yin and Chen Jin.

Compared with Chen Tong, these two are the pillars of the Chen family.

Especially that Chen Jin's method made his scalp tingle.

Therefore, in order to survive, Jason must win.

Thinking from the bottom of his heart, Peng Liang's fists were getting faster and faster.

Woo!

The momentum is heavy.

In an instant, it hit Jason in the chest, but to Peng Liang's expectation, Jason didn't dodge or dodge.

Peng Liang was startled.

However, without thinking too much, he continued to punch out.

His fists have worked hard and have been secretly taught.

Practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, wipe with potion, every day.

A full five years.

One punch is enough to break three green bricks.

Ordinary people were punched by him, and their bones were broken, and if they hit a vital point, they would die.

It is precisely because of this pair of iron fists that he can gain a foothold in Wuguan Street and have a large group of apprentices respect him.

Now is the time for this pair of iron fists to perform meritorious deeds again.

Peng Liang stared.

He was already waiting for Jason to scream and fall to the ground.

Can--

boom!

Click!

There was a dull sound, and the sound of bones breaking, but it wasn't Jason's rib that broke, but his fist.

"Horizontal training!"

Peng Liang looked in horror at the masked, tall, burly figure in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to run away.

Horizontal training is not terrible.

What's scary is the person who has practiced horizontally.

Each one is a generation full of vitality in the true sense.

It's not something he, a warrior who can't forge bones, can handle.

In the last moment, Peng Liang was unmatched in viciousness.

At this moment, he lost all courage.

Without any hesitation, Peng Liang was about to yell. He knew very well that only by attracting people from the Chen family would he be able to escape.

However, just when Peng Liang was about to speak, Jason punched him.

Woo!

The dull fist wind directly suppressed Peng Liang's shout.

Peng Liang, who was not breathing well, was about to take a step back and shout again, but he felt a pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head and realized that at some point, a knife had been inserted into his lower abdomen.

As soon as the pain comes, the strength is vented.

Before taking a step back, Jason grabbed his throat and squeezed it hard.

Click it.

Peng Liang also followed in Chen Tong's footsteps.

Jason raised his hand and grabbed the tablecloth beside him, wiped the blood off the machete, and then leaned over to search Chen Tong and Peng Liang.

This is a habit developed in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Apart from the jade ring finger, there was nothing worth caring about on Chen Tong.

On Peng Liang's body, a torn page was found in the inner lining of the skirt.

[Discovered the special inherited item 'Iron Fist Strength', judging...]

[Determining that unarmed combat has reached the master level, the judgment is passed! 】

[Do you want to consume 30 satiety and include it as an additional option? 】

...

"Extra options?"

Jason was taken aback.

He is aware of the extra options. [Wrestling Mastery] and [Gripping Master] are all extra options for him. He has made a plan for this before and carefully planned it. However, due to time, it was not very successful.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be a surprise this time.

"A legacy?"

Jason quickly found out why.

The remaining pages are written in cowhide, which is very old. It is obvious that it was written by the person who created this boxing at the beginning. It describes the training method of "Iron Fist Strength" in detail, starting from the most basic "muscles" to "forging muscles". There are "bone" and "skin training", but the moves are missing.

Jason didn't care about that at all.

For him, moves are far less important than 'strength'.

Put away the remaining pages of 'Iron Fist Strength'.

Jason searched the room again, and soon found a box of gold in a dark compartment next to the bed.

Not one ingot, but gold leaf.

There is no mark.

Apparently Chen Tong kept it for just in case.

Unceremoniously, he tore off the curtain on the side, rolled the gold leaf into it, and stuffed it into his bosom.

The other party is already going to kill him.

That is the enemy.

Jason will never be polite to enemies.

Naturally, it also includes followers and bodyguards outside.

"Come in."

Jason lowered his voice and said to the outside.

Following, the bodyguard immediately opened the door and walked in.

Facing Chen Tong, they didn't dare to defy him at all.

As for the others?

The four of them didn't think so much at all.

There were only Chen Tong and Peng Liang in the room, and it was naturally Chen Tong who spoke.

Peng Liang?

Taking advantage of the other party's courage, they didn't dare to fight in front of Chen Tong.

"Master Chen, you have..."

One of the followers pushed the door in, and asked subconsciously. As soon as the words came out, they realized something was wrong.

The bodies of Chen Tong and Peng Liang were dragged to the back room by Jason, but there was a smell of blood, and there were blood stains on the ground.

The two followers and the two bodyguards immediately realized that something had happened.

But it's over.

The door behind them closed silently.

Jason's tall, burly body emerged from behind the door, and he swung the short-handled broad-bladed machete straight out.

The light of the knife is like a shooting star.

It's like a white horse.

The sharp blade brushed against the necks of the four before the four of them could react.

Puff puff puff!

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

The head bared its teeth and rolled to the ground.

Jason, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly dodged the spray of blood, bent down to search for the body, four money bags, adding up to 21 yuan.

Jason put away everything, turned and closed the door and walked out of the room.

He did not leave the Chen Mansion, but quickly shuttled through the shadows.

Killing Chen Tong is not the end.

Although in a short period of time, the Chen family might not suspect him, and he was careful enough, but who knows if the Chen family has other means to track him down.

Or even just venting his anger, thinking that he was wrong, and killing him directly!

With the Chen family being so big, the power must be extremely powerful, once revenge came, he would be alone and alone, and he would definitely not be able to bear it.

It is better to beat the Chen family to death at once, otherwise he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

However, to Jason's surprise, except for some servants, the huge Chen family has no one in charge, not even some vicious-looking people. The few guards at the door seem to be the entire strength of the Chen family. .

"Paper tiger?"

Jason guessed, but then shook his head.

The Chen family is so big, it is bound to not be a paper tiger.

Something must have delayed it.

Although Jason didn't know what it was, he chose to leave for the time being.

It's not that the original plan was abandoned.

He intends to come again in the evening.

Now?

He went back first, ready to have lunch.

...

Put the hockey mask and the machete away.

It is no longer the previous futon, but another hidden place.

Even the one hundred gold leaves were placed there.

Jason hung the money bag containing 21 yuan on the side of the beam. The money bag was his own, and it was sewn for him by a bean bag, with a bean bag embroidered on the black one.

It's the kind of bean buns you eat, not the bean buns themselves.

It is also Mubai's habit to hang the money bag on the side of the beam.

‘Master, put your purse on your body, not hang it on the beam. '

During the meal, Dou Bao told him so more than once.

After tidying up his body and confirming that there was no blood or smell, Jason opened the door and walked towards the front yard.

At this time, seven or eight disciples from the martial arts hall had already arrived.

Doubao stood at the bottom of the steps in the front yard, in front of all the disciples, and said with a serious face.

"The owner's Mu Family Fist was born out of the Tiger Fist of Pictographic Fist."

"This fist is the most important thing to look at, and it is fierce and fierce. It is driven by the waist, and the force is driven by the breath. It is vigorous and vigorous, and it pays the most attention to the foundation."

"So, after everyone practiced all the way first, they began to build up their strength."

Doubao took a deep breath as he spoke.

"Fist!"

As soon as the words fell, Doubao opened the airs and jumped forward with a ferocious aura, especially his eyes looked like real tigers, with a fierce and fierce light, as if they were about to pounce on food.

Jason stood on the steps and looked at the appearance of the bean bag, and couldn't help but nodded secretly.

The bean bag looks harmless to humans and animals, but if they really want to fight, with this posture, one or two big men are really no match.

However, the speed and strength are still a bit weak.

Is it because of the girls?

Wouldn't it be better if I wore a pair of steel claws on my hands?

Wouldn't it be better if the steel claws could quench the poison?

correct.

And lime.

A handful of lime is hidden in the sleeve, and when it is critical, it is a killer move.

Jason couldn't help thinking in his mind.

Jason has a good impression of the girl who is in charge of his meals and daily life on weekdays. Although he only ate one meal, the soy milk and buns are really good.

He doesn't want a substitution.

Jason looked at those so-called disciples while thinking.

Immediately, he shook his head.

Although each one is taller than the bean bag, but the fist is soft, there is no strength to speak, and the attention is even less concentrated, and the eyes of each one are always looking at the bean bag.

What do you mean? It couldn't be more obvious.

'He' was a martial idiot before, except for a fight with Peng, Zhang, Li, and Zhao when the museum opened, the rest of the work was handed over to Doubao to take care of it.

To put it simply, Doubao is not only responsible for his daily life, but also responsible for everything in the martial arts hall.

And he?

Most of the time, I retreat in my own room.

Doubao is a hard-working, smart and good girl.

This is a fact, there is no doubt about it.

But some things are always unavoidable.

Jason stepped down the steps slowly, and he walked towards his apprentices.

The absent-minded apprentices suddenly felt their bodies sink.

When he saw the expressionless Jason, his heart trembled even more.

Especially when they looked into Jason's eyes, it seemed as if the wailing of a dying person sounded in their ears.

Sweat overflowed in an instant.

Two of them fell directly to the ground.

Plop, plop.

The voice was loud, and everyone stopped, looking at the two apprentices surrounded by Jason's tall and burly figure.

"Tiger Fist is the most imposing."

"Those who are timid can't even connect."

"You don't come here tomorrow."

After Jason finished speaking, he turned and left.

The two apprentices, who were so frightened and limp on the ground, opened their mouths to say something, but in the end their faces were ashen and they didn't say anything, they could only leave in despair.

Being expelled from the Wuguan Street's Wuguan Street is no small matter.

Even if the family has no worries about food and clothing, they will have to be laughed at for a while.

It is even possible that the status at home has plummeted.

Seeing the backs of the two, the hearts of the remaining apprentices trembled, and their minds suddenly became more concentrated than ever.

After Dou Bao finished his punching, he couldn't help smiling at the apprentice who was working hard, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen - the martial arts gym hired two rough-handed old women, each of whom was three yuan a month, excluding Responsible for cleaning and tidying up, and also responsible for buying vegetables, food, sundries, etc. However, the main force of cooking is still bean buns, and the two old mothers are the helpers.

Lunch is rice, braised fish, ribs and scrambled eggs.

The fish is crucian carp, which is plump and meaty. After adding garlic, chili, and green onions, it has a tangy aroma after being braised in soy sauce and is perfect for rice.

The pork ribs are boiled soup, with winter melon inside, a whole bucket, the soup is clear, with shallots and coriander floating.

Scrambled eggs are simply scrambled egg pancakes, five eggs for one scrambled egg pancake, and ten sheets of bean buns.

The rice is steamed in a pot, which is a huge iron pot, the kind that can put a sheep in it.

I lost face with bean buns for breakfast, and I must make the owner full of bean buns for lunch!

With such a simple idea, the bean buns are quick to put on the table and serve.

However, after Jason sat down, Doubao complained in a low voice.

"Master, one apprentice is worth ten oceans a month!"

"We only have eleven apprentices now, and you kicked out two, so twenty oceans will be lost in a month!"

"How much less meat do you have to eat!"

Doubao muttered.

However, the corners of the mouth are upturned.

"Apprentices will."

Jason, who had already picked up the bowl, spoke vaguely.

He is not too clear about the price of the dungeon world in front of him, so naturally he doesn't know what to say, so he can only deal with it vaguely.

However, he could see the upturned corner of Doubao's mouth.

Oh, insincere woman.

The two old women went home to eat at noon, and so did the apprentices in the martial arts school. They would not come back until 3 pm, so when eating, there were only Jason and Doubao.

Jason didn't mind the fact that there were few people.

Even, to a certain extent, Jason wished this was the case.

So are the bean buns.

For Doubao fleeing famine, the happiest time of day is when they are with the host.

Especially when eating.

At the dining table, Jason and Doubao were in a storm together.

From time to time, Doubao will also tell about the surrounding things.

Jason cocked his ears and listened as he ate.

He knows too little about the dungeon world in front of him, so he has to understand it quickly.

However, bean buns are very one-sided and miscellaneous, and they always miss the point.

Generally speaking, the pork is more expensive, the fish is not fresh, or Wang Po was covered in a sack and beaten to death, and then the tea shop was also smashed.

Finally, after eating a pot of food, Jason said——

"Doubao, has anything strange happened recently?"