Chapter 24 Desire

The next morning.

Inside your own little shop.

Lu Yuan sat in front of the TV, staring at the TV screen, eating the steaming buns in his hands one bite at a time.

The morning news was playing on the TV in front of me.

"...Yesterday, our city's police cracked a kidnapping case and successfully arrested eight gangsters. The victims were successfully rescued just two hours after the crime was initiated..."

"Isn't the kidnapping case a missing persons case?"

Lu Yuan took a sip of pure milk from the small table beside him, swallowed the meat bun in his mouth, frowned and thought.

He specially turned on Jiaoyan City's morning news today to watch the development of yesterday's incident.

As a result, the news he got from the news was different from what he expected.

It was just an ordinary kidnapping case, not the missing persons case that had caused quite a stir during this period.

The group of people who got off the van were so-called gangster cultists.

Gangster, cult?

Lu Yuan didn't know how these two words were related.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... Exactly eight, no more and no less."

Lu Yuan recalled the number of people he killed last night. It was consistent with the number of suspects reported on the news, and he felt a little calmer.

At this time, images of the kidnapping victims were shown on TV.

Although it was specially blurred, Lu Yuan could still recognize the girl in school uniform who was saved by him last night.

"It seems like she really didn't tell me..."

Until now, my family has not received a call from the police station, which proves that the police have not yet traced Lu Yuan's identity.

"In this world, people convicted of kidnapping are sentenced to at least ten years in prison. Even if they have accomplices, they may not be able to find me..."

It rained heavily yesterday, and the alley where the two sides met was dark.

Lu Yuan suspected that many people on the gang side didn't even see his face clearly.

"Keep a low profile during this period and don't go out as much. Once the limelight passes, things should be fine."

Lu Yuan thought about it a lot because he was really afraid.

He was afraid that he would suffer, and even more afraid that his family would be implicated in revenge.

"I'm still not strong enough. If I'm strong enough, I won't be afraid of them coming to trouble me!"

Lu Yuan picked up a meat bun and took a bite, thinking: "And you have to be rich.

If you have money, you can hire bodyguards and let them help take care of your family 24 hours a day..."

Lu Yuan felt that he had never been as eager to have power and money as he is now in his entire life.

"It's almost seven o'clock, why hasn't your dad come back from the hospital yet? The delivery guy will be here soon. How can I move alone?"

Mom Zheng Qiuling walked in from outside the store muttering.

When Lu Yuan heard this, he immediately said, "Mom, I'll help you later."

"Don't you have a martial arts class today?"

"It's okay to go later!"

Zheng Qiuling nodded, walked up and looked at Lu Yuan's cheek, and suddenly asked with some distress: "Is it because of the injury that your body hurts and you didn't sleep well last night?"

Lu Yuan was startled for a moment, then nodded sheepishly.

"I'll tell you whether you dare to fight with someone next time."

Zheng Qiuling felt angry when she thought about it and couldn't help but talk about him.

Lu Yuan could only listen obediently.

In fact, his injuries have gotten much better. Over the course of one night, the bruises on his face and body have faded a lot, and the scratches have scabbed.

Only the two most serious areas, my back and ribs, still have a dull pain.

The reason why Lu Yuan didn't sleep well last night...

Mainly because of [imaginary enemy]!

"Who knew [Imagine Enemy] was so energy-consuming? After only three games, it felt like I had stayed up all night in an Internet cafe for several days.

I’m still a little sluggish after sleeping all night…”

Lu Yuan originally thought that after majoring in [Fighter], there would be no need to increase the intelligence attribute.

Unexpectedly, this piece still cannot be lost.

"No matter how many attribute points you have, it feels like it's not enough..."

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

He only has a few skill points left in his hand now, and he plans to save them until necessary.

"Would you like to go to the hospital to see if your bones are broken and you don't even know where they are?"

Mom Zheng Qiuling was still worried. As she talked, she couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if your sister was at home. With her watching over you, I can worry a lot less."

"Mom, didn't you always say in the past that she is the one who makes you worry the least?"

"It's better than you. Now I know how to fight with others!"

Zheng Qiuling glared at him angrily, and Lu Yuan immediately stopped talking.

At 7:23, the small goods delivered to Lu Yuan's home arrived.

In order to prove that his injuries were not serious, Lu Yuan worked extra hard.

After reaching 11 points in strength, he became much stronger.

Rice weighing dozens of kilograms can be easily carried with one hand.

It took Lu Yuan less than ten minutes to unload a small truckload of goods.

While washing his hands, Lu Yuan heard the delivery driver urging his mother to settle the payment, just like the previous few times.

My mother, Zheng Qiuling, stuffed two packs of cigarettes into her, said kind words, and pulled him away for a long time before reluctantly coaxing him away.

Lu Yuan watched this scene in silence.

"You must pass the assessment as a formal disciple of the martial arts school today!"

........

"Lu Yuan, what's wrong with your face?"

At 8:05 am, Lu Yuan arrived at Yuanwu Hall.

He ran into Cheng Peng in the locker room and immediately shouted in surprise when he saw him.

"It rained too hard last night, and I fell while running."

"Did you really fall? It doesn't look like it..."

Cheng Peng looked at Lu Yuan up and down with suspicion. Lu Yuan was too lazy to say more to him. He hurriedly changed into his martial arts uniform and left the locker room.

Because he helped his mother unload the goods, he arrived ten minutes later than usual, and now he is considered late.

However, being late is nothing.

When Lu Yuan walked to the training room, he found that he was still early.

"There are fewer and fewer people..."

A glance at the people in the training room showed that only two-thirds of the people who came when the class just started.

During this month, many people suddenly absented themselves during practice. At first, they said they were asking for leave, but they were rarely seen afterwards.

For example, the group of girls with buns who were quite noisy at the beginning of the class almost disappeared in the third week.

There was one left in the last class, but even that last one was missing in this class.

The temperament of these people reminded Lu Yuan of himself in his previous life.

Learning anything is done in bursts, and once the enthusiasm is over, you can just leave it behind and never pick it up again.

"If there is no professional panel, and no blessing of [Absolute Concentration], will I still be the same as them in this life?"

Lu Yuan asked himself silently in his heart.

Maybe.

But at least it is different now.

"Lu Yuan, you are here!"

Liu Yue, the round-faced girl who can be regarded as a friend of Lu Yuan in this martial arts class, has been to every class.

As soon as she saw Lu Yuan, she immediately greeted him happily.

"Good morning!"

Lu Yuan nodded at her, and the latter quickly stared at Lu Yuan's face and uttered a light "ah", asking the same question as Cheng Peng.

"Lu Yuan, how did your face get hurt?"

"It rained heavily last night, and I fell while running home."

Lu Yuan didn't know how many times he had used this excuse to prevaricate.

Fortunately, Liu Yue didn't ask much, but kindly asked if she wanted to get medicine for Lu Yuan. She brought ointments, bandages, and band-aids for bruises and scrapes to every class.

Declining Liu Yue's kindness, Lu Yuan began to warm up.

After the students' enthusiasm waned, coach Lin Zhiqin seemed to become "lazy".

Since the last few classes, he would not arrive until after 8:30, and the students were asked to do warm-up exercises on their own for the first half hour.

Lu Yuan mainly practiced basic leg techniques.

Yesterday, I fought with the middle-aged man in the consciousness space for a whole night, and I gained a lot.

Just take this opportunity to digest it.

After entering the state of [absolute concentration], Lu Yuan unconsciously began to imitate the way the middle-aged man kicked in his memory, and the movements...