Chapter 30 Draw Lots!

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Master Zhang is dead!

How many Master Zhang are there on Wuguan Street?

On a.

Zhang Ming, the owner of the Zhang Pavilion.

Zhang Guanzhu is good at crane boxing, has a strong body, and his punches are like the sound of a crane.

Zhang Ming, his real name is not Zhang Ming.

The reason why he changed his name to Zhang Ming.

It is precisely because being able to punch like a crane, not only can break five bricks with one punch, but also the sound of the crane in the wind of the fist disturbs people's mood and makes people tired of coping.

In the past, Zhang Ming had a record of one player against twenty players.

In the end, a minor injury.

More than half of the twenty people were killed or injured.

It can be said that Zhang Ming's martial arts was created with one punch and one kick.

In fact, all the martial arts schools on Wuguan Street were built in this way.

Without real kung fu, it is impossible to open a gym on Wuguan Street.

But this is how Zhang Ming died.

Died in his bedroom.

He was beheaded with a knife.

Wow!

Like the waves of the sea, the people who came to Wuguan Street to watch the excitement suddenly boiled over.

They stared wide-eyed at the Zhang Martial Arts Hall.

Watching the arresters coming in and out.

Looking at everyone in Zhang's Martial Art Museum in fear.

Then, whisper to each other.

"Is this because you met Jiang Yang's bandit?"

"No, although Jiang Yang's bandits are vicious, they are also looking for money. Moreover, compared with Mr. Zhang, there are many wealthy households in the 'Mountain City'.

It is easier to start than Zhang Guanzhu. "

"That is?"

"Seeking revenge!"

"Only seeking revenge will point directly at the target and kill with one blow."

...

Discussions among the crowd erupted one after another.

But Li and Zhao, the two curators on the first floor of the crowd, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhang Ming is dead!

Zhang Ming, who had just eaten and drank tea with them yesterday, died.

He was also beheaded with a knife.

"This?!"

Li and Zhao looked at each other, although they didn't say anything in their hearts, they knew that they wanted to go together.

Mubai!

It definitely has something to do with Mubai!

There is no evidence for this.

It's pure intuition.

Intuition as a warrior.

It is also the experience accumulated from running the rivers and lakes to tell them.

"Brother Zhao, what should we do?"

The tall and thin curator Li asked softly.

"I can't afford it."

Hall Master Zhao seemed to answer the question, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The two stood there in a very tacit understanding, quietly never speaking again.

It seems that like everyone around me, it is difficult to accept the truth.

After all, they don't want to die yet.

Zhang Ming was beheaded.

where are they?

Their strength is comparable to that of Zhang Ming. Once they participate in it, they may not escape death.

So, just stand here and be a bystander.

The older the rivers and lakes, the more timid people are.

Perhaps the wrist is more secure, and the layout is more familiar.

But this kind of maturity comes at the price of losing 'courage'.

The indomitable 'courage'.

Therefore, one needs to be young when practicing martial arts, not only because of better physical function, but also because of 'courage'.

"Master, that guy Zhang Ming is dead!"

The bean bag who walked out of the martial arts hall was surprised, and then he snorted happily. Because of this snort, his mouth pouted, looking a little cute, just like putting some goji berries on the steamed eggs for breakfast .

"That guy made it difficult for us at first."

"And when I first came to Shancheng, he actually wanted to take me into his house and be his concubine."

"If it wasn't for you, the owner, I would have been wiped out... I don't even know what to do."

Doubao talked quickly for a while, almost slipping it up, but abruptly turned back, and looked at Jason looking forward, as if he didn't hear the flaw, so he was slightly relieved in his heart.

Then, continue talking.

"Speaking of which, the reason why you opened the gym on Wuguan Street, the owner, is also because of this guy's repeated provocations."

"This guy first lost to you, the owner, and then, he was so unconvinced that he wanted to provoke the entire martial arts street to deal with you, but in the end, he let you open the martial arts gym."

"And he was beaten to death."

"It really deserves it!"

As he said that, Doubao stuck out his tongue in the direction of Zhang's Martial Arts Hall.

Then, she turned her head to look at Jason who continued to move forward.

"Master, won't you say a few words about me?"

Dou Bao asked suspiciously.

"what?"

Jason looked down at his little cook as if he had come to his senses.

"Every time my mother said what I just said, my father would say that the dead are the greatest, please don't do that, wife."

Bean Bao imitated his father.

It can be seen that it is the image of a small man.

"and then?"

Jason continued to ask.

"Then... Mom slapped Dad hard, saying that you are the only one who is magnanimous, and if you have nothing to do, just persuade others to be magnanimous, and be careful of lightning strikes."

Dou Bao said with a grin.

"What your mother said makes sense."

"Don't persuade people to be generous without going through other people's experience."

"and……"

"If someone wants to die, send him to die."

Jason nodded, talking about his thoughts.

He and the "Death Cult" were already immortal. When he knew that there was a "Death Cult" in Wuguan Street, Jason was naturally restless. If he didn't beat him to death, he would have to skip a bowl of food.

However, what Jason didn't expect was that this dark boy suddenly had a 'fireball staff'.

To Jason, who was looking for a dark child, this was really as clear as a searchlight at night.

Without any hesitation.

The masked man strikes again.

Humming the little song "Water Tune" from the city that never sleeps, he cut off his head and returned.

In addition to bringing back a piece of food, he also brought back an additional option that can be added to [Unarmed Combat]: Heming.

After paying 50 points of satiety and dying 20 times, Jason mastered an additional option called [Heming].

[Heming: By punching, vibrating the air, forming a special sonic attack; effect: when punching, it can bring a blade-level sonic attack, causing damage to enemies within a radius of 2 meters, within a circle and 1 meter When receiving blade-level damage, the damage will gradually decrease if it is outside the range of 1 meter, and the sonic damage will no longer exist after exiting 2 meters]

...

This harvest was a surprise.

Jason was rarely able to touch sonic attacks.

【Heming】It's the first time.

Similarly, with the addition of the extra option of [Heming], Jason can finally say that he has seven buffs with one punch.

Although they are not very strong, they should be enough to deal with the situation in front of them.

After all, what he revealed was only what he wanted others to see.

Something really hidden?

He never showed it.

‘However, these inheritances of martial arts still need to be collected. One punch has seven buffs, so is seventy buffs for one punch still far away? '

‘Quantitative change can eventually lead to qualitative change. '

'What's more, the [Unarmed Combat] level is a master level, and there are two enhancements of Wushuang and Transcendence. Even though the power of these additional options is not enough now, after upgrading twice, they can be really used. '

'Moreover, if enough opportunities are found, maybe [unarmed combat] will be upgraded like [protection against evil], and promoted to a higher level. '

Jason was making plans in his heart.

Then, he suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the bean bag.

"Did you just want to slap me?"

Jason asked.

"Where is it?"

When Doubao heard such a question, he quickened his pace with a guilty expression.

Jason guessed right.

Doubao really wants to do this.

Because, every time her father was smoked by her mother, instead of being angry, he laughed happily.

In the idea of ​​bean buns, Jason expressed his friendship to her, so she naturally wanted to make Jason happy.

'Could it be that Mom and Dad's method is wrong? '

‘Aside from cooking, is there anything that can make the owner happier? '

'There must be, right? '

Bean Bao thought.

Jason looked at Doubao's back and raised his eyebrows.

Why is the bean bun so weird today?

Will it affect dinner?

Lunch is a set-up meal for the five martial arts schools on Wuguan Street. In name, it will increase the relationship. In fact, it is a small exchange meeting after the competition in the ring. Eating and drinking are not the focus.

However, in Jason Kailai, eating and drinking are the key points.

comminicate?

He didn't have any disciples in the market, so how could he communicate.

The meal money is raised by the five martial arts schools, just like the first place in the martial arts competition on Wuguan Street is worth 100 yuan.

"Master Mu." X2

"Master Mu."

When Jason and Doubao walked to one side, the two hall owners, Li and Zhao, greeted each other first, followed by Peng Liang's disciple, a well-built young man with a hint of anxiety on his face.

His master was involved in the big case of the "Rebirth Cult" and has been missing for several days.

Now the entire martial arts gym is maintained by him.

Several senior brothers also seem to be in harmony with each other.

If you can't get a good ranking today, then the martial arts school will really be finished.

only……

The young man looked at the two curators, Li and Zhao, and then at Jason.

In the end, he looked helpless.

He had seen the two masters of the pavilion, Li and Zhao, before, and he was no match at all.

And Mu Pavilion Master?

Even more is not an opponent.

'The martial arts hall is over. '

The young man thought silently, but the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

Jason glanced at the young man, and then looked at the two owners, Li and Zhao.

One is tall and thin, and the other is short and stocky.

They are all people with thick fingers.

Each finger looks as thick as a jujube.

'Catch it? '

As for the two owners, Li and Zhao, Jason has learned about them from Doubao.

Master Li is good at sixteen-way big capture.

Master Zhao is good at 32-way small grabs.

They are all methods of taking people's joints and dividing their muscles and bones.

"Um."

Jason nodded in response.

Faced with Jason's response, the two pavilion masters Li and Zhao were not surprised. The Mubai pavilion master in front of him was not good at words, and he devoted all his energy to practicing martial arts.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a martial idiot.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to develop 'muscles' at a young age and step into 'bone forging'.

‘I just don’t know, how is the opponent’s injury? '

The two thought and looked at each other.

Zhang Ming is dead.

It was something unexpected.

However, the competition on Wuguan Street must continue.

They're going to depend on it for a living.

Thinking of this, the curator Zhao had a plan.

He winked at the person who presided over the lottery ceremony standing in the distance.

The man nodded without any sign.

This is also an old boxer, who had some reputation in the mountain city when he was young, but he did not open a gym to accept apprentices, but lived in the mountain city as a family, operating and maintaining his own industry by relying on martial arts.

It can be regarded as the envy of ordinary people.

But if there is extra income, the old boxer is also very happy.

The money picked up for nothing, don't want it for nothing.

Thinking of this, the old boxer was going to draw lots.

The sign is a bamboo raft, and the words of each martial arts school are written with a brush.

Looks like they're all the same size, there's no way to cheat.

Actually?

There are many doorways inside.

The simplest is to roast the bamboo sticks with fire before putting them into the lottery box.

The difference in temperature is enough for the lottery to identify.

In other words, a burr is left on the end of the bamboo stick, and you can tell when you touch it.

Then, after a long time, the temperature returned to normal, and the burr was pulled out by hand, and there was no problem.

It's not the first time the veteran boxer has done something like this.

Naturally, it is easy to handle.

And just when the old boxer reached out to take the bamboo stick——

"and many more."

A shout came from outside the crowd.

Jia Youcai walked in with a team of policemen.

"Master Mu, Sister Doubao."

After Jia Youcai cupped his hands and said hello to Jason and Doubao, he turned to look at the two gym owners Li and Zhao, and then looked at the old boxer standing on the temporary platform.

It was a look at the prisoner.

Li and Zhao, the two museum owners, felt a sudden shock in their hearts.

The old boxer standing on the temporary platform was also feeling uneasy.

Then, Jia Youcai suddenly smiled.

"Sorry everyone."

"I just want to talk to everyone because of Master Zhang's death."

"Everyone, go back to the Yamen with me now."

Jia Youcai spoke in a calm tone.

"Jia Butou, we are going to have a big competition today, you do this..."

"Oh, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Master Zhao was interrupted before he finished speaking. Jia Youcai looked at the master with a smile, then suddenly raised his voice and said, "Is the martial arts competition more important than human life? Or is it more important for Zhao Guan?" Master, did you do this on purpose? Then can I suspect that you have something to do with the death of Master Zhang Ming?"

"impossible."

"We just had dinner with Mr. Zhang yesterday."

Master Li said immediately.

"Oh?"

"It turned out that the two murdered together. No wonder the owner Zhang Ming didn't even have the strength to resist!"

Jia Youcai elongated his tone.

As soon as such words came out, the faces of the two museum owners, Li and Zhao, immediately became gloomy.

"Jia Butou, don't spit blood on people!"

"right!"

"Do things with evidence!"

Li and Zhao said again and again.

"evidence?"

"The two of you will go back with me, won't we have a trial?"

Jia Youcai sneered and raised his hand.

"Come on!"

"Bring these two back to the Yamen."

"and also--"

"With the old boxer."

Immediately, the police came forward.

Li Zhao and the old boxer frowned.

These arrests are twice as fast, and they are not afraid, but they can't do it. Once they do, they will have a solid reputation for murder.

It's not just the mountain city's industry that is going to die, they are also going to die.

After all, there are musketeers in the barracks in the city, and no matter how powerful they are, they can't withstand the volley of ten or a hundred muskets.

But go back with Jia Youcai?

Beating into tricks!

That must be the case.

Li Zhao and the old boxer thought about it, and all looked at Jason.

In the situation before him, there is no doubt that Jia Youcai came to take the stand.

"Master Mu won't say a word?"

"As a warrior, you should be upright. Is that what you did?"

Li and Zhao said in a deep voice.

Although he didn't say anything like colluding with the government, eagles and dogs, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Crack, clap.

"What a bright and above board."

"I'm waiting for your words."

Jia Youcai clapped his hands, talked, and walked towards the lottery box.

Immediately, the faces of Li Zhao and the old boxer all changed.

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