The master will always disguise himself like an ordinary person, while the half-baked goods will pay attention to the external momentum. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was such a person standing in front of Feng Qianyang, who was entangled on the road when he was out of school to buy books, and insisted that he had touched the treasure in someone else's hand. The ground is littered with broken tiles, and according to the person in front of him, this is a purple sand teapot from the Ming Dynasty, which is priceless.

"Don't think about leaving today if you kid doesn't give an explanation, grandpa, I won't let you eat and go around!" The ruffian in front of him with a fierce face is more and more hateful, a cheap shirt with a belly exposed, wearing slippers, a mouthful of yellow teeth opening and closing there, and constantly scolding his mother.

He saw that Feng Qianyang didn't squeak for most of the day, thinking that he should be an honest student, he must be very good at fooling, Lao Tzu is doing a business without capital, and he will starve the bold to death to see if he will deceive people. With his three-inch incorruptible tongue, the black can also be said to be white. I have to slaughter it today, it's been a long time since I've opened.

Feng Qianyang didn't expect to run into this kind of scoundrel just after leaving the school, it seems that he often engages in this kind of "porcelain" trick here, specifically to scare those honest students, and in the end he can only pay for it. Originally, he was in a good mood, thinking that he could buy a few books that he had wanted to buy a long time today, he did not hesitate to spend the morning visiting the bookstore, but he did not expect to be entangled here.

If you want to say that a pile of debris on the ground is worth 30,000 pieces, he won't believe it if he is killed. The scoundrel's asking price is too ruthless, and it is clear that he is slaughtering. In fact, Feng Qianyang didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, the guy pounced on himself, the inferior teapot in his hand fell to the ground, and seven or eight people immediately surrounded him, pointing at Feng Qianyang and saying that he had touched the antique.

Feng Qianyang smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking in his heart how to get through this hurdle. What Master said is right, it is indeed a society where people kill people without seeing blood, if they don't encounter it today, others will definitely succumb to the obscenity of this group of ruffians and dare not call the police, and honestly pay money to eliminate the disaster.

It's a pity that today they ran into themselves.

Feng Qianyang didn't want to reveal his identity too early, hiding in the school could keep him out of the attention of some killers for a long time, and he could also learn skills other than assassins with peace of mind, as an emergency to save his life in distress in the future. Compared with the outside society, the university is still too simple, and you can avoid the intrusion of red dust in the school, and practice with peace of mind to improve your artistic conception. He didn't pay attention to these little minions at all, he didn't bother to pay attention to them and walked away, and three or four people immediately followed up and were about to press him down, but Feng Qianyang suddenly stopped, and all of them hit his hard body one by one, and fell to the ground crookedly.

"It's none of my business! You fell by yourself, don't say I touch porcelain, you have a lot of routines, and you still play flowers and porcelain. Feng Qianyang said.

"Alas, you kid stop for Lao Tzu, if you don't make it clear today, you will feel good in the future!" One of the thugs said harshly, touching his red and swollen nose.

"You still want to fight if you can't do it, do you? Then I'll call the police! ”

"Whatever you want, haha!" A group of thugs began to heckle, looking fearless.

Feng Qianyang reluctantly took out his mobile phone and called the police, although he knew in his heart that the police could not solve his problem.

A police officer came over after a while and said, "What's the matter with you people?" Gather around to disturb the peace or what? ”

"No, Brother Chen, this kid touched my ancestral teapot and wanted to run, but fortunately my buddy stopped me, otherwise I would have lost a lot!"

"I see, it seems that this young man is doing something wrong." The policeman named Brother Chen turned around and said to Feng Qianyang: "I see that you are also an honest student, you see that you have broken other people's antiques, how to give an explanation, I don't want to arrest you into the bureau, you better pay some money for yourself." ”

Feng Qianyang said: "You also know that I am just a student, I really don't have any money, you look at this fragment on the ground, it is not like the purple clay pot of the Ming Dynasty at all, you see that the date of the following payment office is still from last week!" ”

"What are you talking nonsense, kid!"

"Okay, okay, don't fight, then would you like to come into the bureau with me or find someone to make money?" Brother Chen asked.

Feng Qianyang knew at a glance that this Brother Chen and this group of gangsters were in a gang, embarrassed to cheat students for money, and others might pay money to settle things, but he was not the master who was afraid of things, in order to hide his identity in a low-key way, he had to think of a way to round this matter.

"I really don't have much money, so let's take us to the bureau and talk about it." Feng Qianyang thought about leaving here first, and then he would slip away.

The gangsters obviously disagreed, clamoring to give him a good look, Brother Chen couldn't help it, he was also a little soft-hearted, and he couldn't be at peace when he did too much of this kind of aiding and abusive things, seeing that this young man was also an honest student, he really didn't have the ruthlessness to kill him.

In desperation, he could only take both parties into the bureau and switch them into two confinement rooms. Listening to the policeman Brother Chen chatting with this ruffian, his name is Wu Ting, the two of them are very familiar, handing each other cigarettes and smoking.

Wu Ting stared at Feng Qianyang viciously, thinking in his heart how to let his brother help him take care of this stunned boy who didn't know how to lift. Thinking about it, I was angry, I took a group of brothers at the school gate for many years, and I didn't expect to meet a hard stubble today, but fortunately I still have this little who is a policeman, and I used to give him a lot of dividends, and I turned a blind eye to their extortion, and I have to play a role this time.

As the saying goes, the soft are afraid of the hard, the hard are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of the dead. In Wu Ting's opinion, Feng Qianyang is a sidewalk, and Brother Ting's prestige has also been spread around the school for a few years. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, if it weren't for the iron door, he would have wanted to run over and beat that kid up.

In the middle of the night, it was as cold as ice outside the iron window.

Wu Ting was snoring while dreaming, and Zhengxiang was asleep with the sound of grinding teeth. A sentence suddenly floated in from the window, "Why did you get into the bureau?" Feng Qianyang could hear that it was the voice of the shadow brake.

"It's none of your business!" Feng Qianyang said coldly.

"It's a matter of minutes to destroy this group of scum with your ability, when did your heart become so soft, you don't even have the desire to kill, how can you be a qualified assassin?" Shadow's voice was accompanied by a bit of banter, as if he was trying to provoke Feng Qianyang's anger.

Feng Qianyang was indifferent, Shadow Cha still didn't intend to give up, and said: "Elder Muyang said that you will be a terrible opponent in the future, I have never believed that you, a waste material, can be compared to the top assassins in the door, to say that I only serve the senior brother alone with the strongest skills, and I never pay attention to other scumbags!" ”

"The brain grows on your head, I don't care what you think. Elder Muyang just said casually, Master died under their siege, don't think that I didn't know if I wasn't on Kunlun Mountain at the time. Elder Muyang Sima Zhao's heart is known to passers-by. He had long seen that my master was not pleasing to the eye, and this time he seized the opportunity to unite with several other elders to attack at the same time, but the master and his old man were unable to support himself, and he didn't want to betray the shadow, and finally died in the back mountain. As Feng Qianyang spoke, his voice became colder and colder, and the air was about to freeze.

"Master asked me to go down the mountain just to save my life, Elder Muyang pretended to be a plastic material, and asked you to constantly arrange more and more difficult tasks for me, just hoping that one day I could die in the process of carrying out the task, saving him from doing it himself. I think you should also see what's going on, last time the task of that difficulty level shouldn't have been performed by me, and it was given to me in the end, but you didn't tell me that the real estate boss spent a lot of money to hire a martial arts master, and I was almost slapped to death by him! ”

"At the end of the day, I'm just a lucky scrap assassin, you're right." Feng Qianyang admitted that although he hid most of his strength, he actually had his own plans. Shadow Brake would think that he had reached his limit now, and he would not send him any more difficult tasks, and Feng Qianyang could get more time to practice.

I hope that my mixed true and false statements can confuse Shadow Sha, these words will reach the ears of Elder Muyang sooner or later, he, the old fox, has found that he already knows the truth, and he will definitely not let himself live too long, and he must plan a way out as soon as possible.

"You can go out tomorrow, I'll take care of it, and stay in the school for a while."

"Okay, thank you!"

"Do you want me to help you get rid of this scumbag?"

"No, thank you!"

"Soft-hearted assassins are rare."

There was no movement outside the window, and Feng Qianyang breathed a sigh of relief. Wu Ting's sound became louder, overshadowing the whistling wind outside.