Chapter 29 Big Competition!

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People are intuitive.

It is an instinct formed after the combination of innate perception and acquired experience.

Jason trusted his intuition very much.

Not just because of caution.

Also because this is the common sense of the'mysterious side'!

In the "mysterious side", intuition is something that every "mysterious side person" must pay attention to.

Whether it's the knowledge Jason has come into contact with or the advice of others, they all illustrate the importance of "intuition". Moreover, the more Jason himself comes into contact with the "mysterious side", the more he understands the importance of "mystery" .

With such a premise, Jason naturally knew how to do it.

‘It is necessary to raise [Flash Art] to an extraordinary level! '

‘Then… the pleasure of eating, the satisfaction of eating? '

Jason thought silently.

There is no doubt that this should start with 'food'.

It's just that 'food' like Baqi can't be provided, what level do you need?

Jason asked himself this way.

But he already had the answer in his heart.

He had seen such an existence.

In Lord's Pea Lane.

Circus in Hans Harbor.

In the illusion of Xinde City.

In the shadow of Ang City.

That kind of indescribable, even unimaginable existence.

If you eat them, you should be very happy, even satisfied, right?

After such thoughts rose from the bottom of Jason's heart, they became irresistible, so that Jason had to pick up the teacup in front of him and use herbal tea to divert his attention.

Jason didn't dare to think about it.

Because, he didn't know what would happen if he continued to think about it.

After all, he was given candy himself.

"What happened to the curator?"

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Bean Bao, who came out with lunch, looked at Jason who was shaking his head, and couldn't help asking.

"fine."

"Just thinking about something from the past."

"smell good!"

Jason changed the subject and looked at the big iron pot held by the bean bag.

The smell of fish inside can no longer be concealed.

With the smell of rice and chicken coming from the kitchen, Jason moved his index finger.

However, before starting, Jason threw the medicine bottle in his hand to the bean bag.

There is also a 'Peiyuan Pill' inside.

Doubao looked at Jason in confusion.

"It's dangerous around me, you have to be strong to stay."

Jason said bluntly.

Not to mention that he has provoked the cult organization 'Department Cult', the killer just now has already reminded Jason that he is not safe around him.

Maybe he's all right.

But what about bean buns?

What if his portable cook is in danger?

It’s okay if he’s here, but what if he’s not here?

Jason was unwilling to bear such a result.

Even if he knew that Dou Bao had a certain ability to protect himself.

But the release of the 'poison' requires a process. If the enemy does not even give the bean buns for this process, no matter how terrifying and powerful the 'poison' made by the bean buns is, it will be useless.

The other party will never give you a chance to release.

Therefore, Jason needs the bean bag to be stronger.

It doesn't need too much, just need to be able to reach the level of 'Warrior'.

Now Doubao has learned the 'Mujia. Tiger Fist', and he has no secrets. Doubao is very talented and has enough meat on weekdays. If you follow the steps, within a year, Doubao can become a "muscle" 'The warrior, after another three to five years of hard work, will be a warrior with great muscle.

However, Jason couldn't wait that long.

So, he just saved a 'Peiyuan Pill'.

This 'Peiyuan Pill' is enough to save Doubao a lot of time, allowing Doubao to quickly develop 'muscles'.

As for the 'muscle' Dacheng?

Have to wait.

Wait until next time, when he has more gains.

It's not that Jason doesn't want to give it, it's just that in the face of his "appetite", Jason has done his best to leave a "Peiyuan Pill" for Doubao.

"Um."

The bean bag responded like a mosquito, and filled the bottle containing the 'Peiyuan Pill', then turned around and ran back to the kitchen quickly. face, gasping for breath.

‘Is the curator going to make a private decision with me for life? '

'Did I agree directly? '

'Is it not very good? '

'Should I have hesitated? '

'And should I tell my parents? '

'But they said that they had delayed their 16-year two-person world because of me. Now that I have grown up, they can finally go to sleep and fly together, and travel around the world. '

'I don't even know where they are now. '

Thinking of his parents, Doubao's expression, which was still shy, became weird.

She always felt that she was superfluous.

was an accident.

Although her parents are really good to her, this feeling is really there all the time.

This made Doubao quickly give up thinking about where her parents were, and started to take out the firewood chicken.

She didn't forget that her owner hadn't eaten yet.

When she went out with a bucket of rice, Jason was already sitting there waiting for her.

Doubao saw the impatience in Jason's eyes.

But even so, Jason was still waiting for her.

This made the corners of Doubao's mouth twitch unconsciously.

Fish soup is poured over rice.

Bean Bao tore off a chicken leg and put it in Jason's bowl.

Seeing Jason's big mouthful of food, she couldn't help but put her hands on her chin, and unconsciously stared blankly.

She feels that life is really good now.

She wants to keep going.

but……

'Rebirth Teaching'!

Doubao frowned at the thought of the enemy that the owner of the pavilion had unintentionally provoked.

'I don't know where their headquarter is. '

‘If you know, the poison I just prepared may...can be done once and for all. '

'But it must be hard to find, right? '

‘If it could be found, the empire would have sent troops long ago. '

'so……'

‘We must practice martial arts harder. '

Doubao made up his mind after thinking about it, and ate the 'Peiyuan Pill' in the afternoon, and then put more effort into practicing boxing.

Strive to find strength and practice to become a 'muscle'.

Thinking of this, Doubao came back to his senses.

By this time, Jason had finished eating a bucket of rice.

"Eat slowly, there is more."

Dou Bao stood up with a smile, and took out another piece of rice from the kitchen.

After "Zuixianlou" roughly knew the meal size of her owner yesterday, she had let go of her luck and cooked every meal according to the basic meal size of twenty people.

Fortunately, there are two old mothers to help, otherwise, she would not be busy at all.

‘However, it seems that the owner is still not enough. '

'Should I hire two more old women after a while? '

‘Alas, another extra expense. '

‘And why has the price of meat increased recently? '

‘Not only pork, but beef and mutton are also growing, and the price is almost a day. '

Thinking about trivial matters, Dou Bao picked up his small bowl of rice and started eating.

This 'small bowl' was obtained after comparing it with Jason. Jason usually eats with the bucket in his arms, so the basin-sized bowl seems a bit small.

They practice martial arts.

It is a blessing to be able to eat.

Jason and Doubao were having lunch, and Jia Youcai took the first team of policemen who came first and another team of policemen to change shifts to take a break in front of Zhao Laosi's booth on Wuguan Street.

It's a rest, that is, sitting in a tea shop across the street and eating some food bought from a street stall.

Some lo-mei and white flatbread, and then eat with tea.

However, apart from Jia Youcai, none of the police officers had any appetite.

"Boss, are you alright?"

asked a policeman.

"Uncomfortable?"

"You get used to it the more you see it."

"What's the matter? On the pier before, in front of the 'Zuixian Tower' last night, the scene was scary after seeing it."

Jia Youcai ate a piece of fat sausage, took a bite of the white pancake, and drank another sip of tea before speaking slowly.

"That is!"

"We've all heard that, Boss, you fought the Snitch."

"If it weren't for you, the Snitch would have escaped."

"Also in front of the 'Zuixian Tower', you also cut down several assassins."

"Head you are this."

The surrounding police officers gave a thumbs up as they spoke.

"Men have practiced anyway."

"And, let me tell you, at that time..."

Jia Youcai wiped his mouth and bragged habitually.

The surrounding policemen immediately flattered one by one.

When Jia Youcai talked about the happy part, he really sat there and made gestures, as if he was the biggest contributor to the big case in the 'Mountain City' in the past two days, as the police flattered him.

Of course Jia Youcai knew he was not.

The biggest hero is the owner of Mu Pavilion.

he?

That is, piggybacking.

But under the bragging of a group of people, he couldn't help it.

Certainly not in the future!

this is the last time!

Jia Youcai told himself this.

Then, as if he had untied the knot in his heart, he began to tell more about what happened in the past two days, bragging about himself.

The policemen naturally continued to flatter.

However, a person who was staring at this place not far away sneered.

Then, the man turned around and walked towards the end of Wuguan Street.

'Zhang's Martial Art Museum'.

When he walked to the door of the martial arts hall with the sign hanging, the man nodded at the two senior brothers standing at the door, and went straight to the backyard.

Compared to Jason's martial arts gym, this 'Zhang's martial arts gym' is much bigger.

Not only is the martial arts training ground, but the backyard is divided into one and two courtyards.

At this moment, Zhang, Li, and Zhao are sitting in the living room of the East Wing.

The food and wine on the table had already been removed and replaced with tea and pastries.

The smell of tea quickly washed away the smell of leftovers.

"Master, I got it."

"That's how it happened."

The disciple who had been following him before, under the gesture of his own hall master, did not hide it, and just said it directly.

"Ha, this Jia Youcai really dares to say it."

Sitting aside, the tall, thin man with thick knuckles laughed.

"This is just a joke, just listen to it."

The short, stout man with thick knuckles sitting across from him was very kind.

"Brother Li, Brother Zhao didn't look at everything this time."

"A person like Jia Youcai, who has seen Mubai's boxing skills, dares to say that, what does that mean?"

Zhang Ming, who was sitting in the main seat, held a teacup and asked with a smile.

The owner surnamed Li who spoke first was already thin enough, but this Zhang Ming was even thinner. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was skinny, especially when he was sitting there, he looked like a skinny bird.

Coupled with this thinning hair, it looks like a hungry vulture standing there.

Although he was smiling at this time, it was a feeling that he was smiling on the surface.

"What do you mean?"

The two museum owners, Li and Zhao, looked puzzled.

"It means that Mubai was seriously injured, and I'm afraid he will die soon."

"Before, he used our name to open a shop on Wuguan Street."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that we are stepping on our position."

"Heaven's law is a good cycle!"

"Now it's our turn!"

Zhang Ming put the teacup on the table beside him and sneered.

"Brother Zhang, what do you mean?"

The two museum owners Li and Zhao continued to ask.

"kill him!"

"No matter who meets him tomorrow!"

"Kill him all!"

Zhang Ming said harshly.

"Of course we will go all out in the arena, but why didn't the master Peng Liang come?"

The owner surnamed Li first agreed, and then asked.

"Peng Liang and the Chen family are too close."

"How dare you show up now?"

"However, his disciples will come forward. We have five martial arts gyms on Wuguan Street. As juniors, his disciples should naturally have a bye. Then, the remaining four of us will be two against two."

"Win another one-on-one."

"Finally, just rehearse with Peng Liang's disciples."

Zhang Ming said.

The two museum owners Li and Zhao nodded without objection.

"it is good."

"That's it."

"Kill Mubai to death in the arena tomorrow."

Zhang Ming said again.

Afterwards, the three chatted for a while, and Li and Zhao got up to say goodbye.

Zhang Ming got up and saw them off.

It has been sent out of the door, and then stopped.

Watching Li and Zhao walk towards their martial arts gym, Zhang Ming glanced at the post-mortem work and the Mu Shi martial arts gym in the distance, and couldn't help but sneer again.

‘You offend our ‘Rebirth Cult’, Mubai, you are doomed! '

As a disciple of the 'Rebirth Cult', Zhang Ming knew very well that this bonus should be handwritten by the big brother of 'Zhoufu'.

Although he has not been contacted, this senior brother should also be in 'Mountain City'.

Because it was the same as the divine scepter he had just obtained.

Without the senior brother's approval, it is impossible for him to obtain this scepter.

He tried it quietly.

That fireball is enough to crush a person to pieces!

Even for him, this was the first time he had seen such miraculous power.

It also strengthened his determination to stand in the camp of the "Death Cult".

As it happens, there is an opportunity now.

Mubai!

Mubai who ruined the major events in the sect!

Mubai who made him embarrass himself in full view!

If you kill him, you will definitely be appreciated by that senior brother!

At that time, the secret medicine, martial arts, and the miraculous technique, doesn't he want to have whatever he wants!

It's killing two birds with one stone!

Of course he wants to perform well!

‘Tomorrow is your day of death! '

After Zhang Ming glanced at the Mushi martial arts gym again, he turned and returned to his own martial arts gym.

He needs to adjust his state as soon as possible.

After all, tomorrow he not only wants to beat Mubai to death in the ring, but also wins the Wuguan Street Grand Competition.

As for the cooperation with Li and Zhao?

He just said that killing Mubai was cooperation.

other?

He didn't say it.

...

"Zhang Ming is back."

The owner surnamed Li glanced back covertly and said.

"This guy really has a good plan."

"I want us to fight Mubai to the death, and then we will benefit from it."

"Believe it or not, the first battle is definitely between you and Mubai."

The host surnamed Zhao said indignantly.

"Then what to do?"

The owner surnamed Li frowned.

"Of course let Zhang Ming go up first."

"I'm not a cannon fodder."

The host surnamed Zhao snorted coldly.

"It's a bit difficult, isn't it?"

"After all, it was decided by lottery...Brother Zhao, have you made all the arrangements?"

Before the owner surnamed Li finished speaking, he saw a smile on the owner surnamed Zhao. Immediately, the owner surnamed Li reacted.

"certainly!"

"I spent 30 yuan to get someone to do something during the lottery, so just watch it!"

The host surnamed Zhao smiled proudly.

Then, the two quickened their pace and each returned to their own martial arts gym.

Sunrise and sunset.

The next day, early morning.

Today is the Wuguan Street competition, which can be called a big day for the 'Mountain City'.

Not only the people in the Wuguan Street were preparing meticulously, but the common people in the 'Mountain City' also came to Wuguan Street to watch the excitement.

Therefore, Wuguan Street became lively before it was even right.

And at this moment——

"No, Master Zhang is dead!"

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