Office No. 2 of the Fighting Building.

"Finally a little bit human. Go ahead. What did you specifically look for? Lu Buwu looked at Zheng Ming, who had cut his hair short and looked clean, with a hint of irony on his face.

Zheng Ming, who had just experienced another victory without a fight and only received 350 wealth points as a reward for winning, looked a little gloomy.

He came here to talk straight to the point, and these days he is getting more and more strapped for money, and he may not even be able to make up the rent for the future.

"What do you want? You're the one who did what you're doing these days, right? ”

As the initiator, Lu Buwu certainly knew what Zheng Ming wanted to say, but he didn't admit it, he just looked Zheng Ming up and down a few times, and showed a smug smile that he had a chance to win.

"Oh? I don't understand that. You should ask yourself what exactly you want. Since joining the fighting arena, he has repeatedly killed his opponents and refused to obey discipline. Aren't you strong? Is there something that bothers you? ”

Zheng Ming looked at the hateful smiling face in front of him that spread out like a chrysanthemum, and secretly gritted his teeth. His fists hidden under the table loosened and clenched, clenched and loosened. Over and over again, just like his turbulent heart at this time.

Seeing that Zheng Ming lowered his head and was silent, Lu Buwu hummed a cloud of cold air in his nose, slowly picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip gently.

"I don't know exactly what you're referring to. But one thing is for sure, when you go against the rules that everyone follows, you will run into everyone's way. It's like sailing against the current. Either blend in with the collective and go with the flow, or be overturned by the waves, the choice is yours. ”

Lu Buwu's meaningful words came, causing Zheng Ming's fists to clench tightly together.

He was unable to keep his hands in battle because of his previous combat habits and his inability to fully control his body. Now, after these days of cultivation, he has largely regained control of his body.

He can, of course, save his opponent's life in battle. He's not a thug who has to wipe out all his opponents.

Originally, he had such a plan. But not in this way!

After experiencing all kinds of difficulties from the other party, Zheng Ming felt that if he changed his previous style at this time, it would be equivalent to giving in to the other party. The other party's actions and gestures give him a feeling of being forcefully distorted of his own will.

It's like bowing your head and bowing, which is a polite act. But if someone presses your head and forcefully asks you to bow your head, it will make people angry. At this time, Zheng Ming's heart rose up with this kind of rebellious mentality.

Under Lu Buwu's calm and interesting scrutiny, Zheng Ming's face kept changing with the struggle in his heart.

On the one hand, there is a dwindling point of wealth that is about to bottom out, representing life. The other side is rightly puffing up his chest and slamming to the end, representing dignity.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. If you are excluded from the fighting arena or quit without authorization, you will not be able to retain the combat power certificate issued by the fighting ring. If you want to quit the martial arts arena properly, you need my consent. I believe that it should be difficult to find a well-paid job without proof of combat power, right? And there will also be traces in personal files. ”

Hearing Lu Buwu's seemingly unintentional reminder, Zheng Ming's face became more and more pale. His body began to tremble with rising rage, and his teeth made a grinding "gurgle" sound from the force.

In the end, in Lu Buwu's playful eyes, Zheng Ming restrained his ugly expression and suppressed the anger in his heart, "I'm sorry." Before, I was too young and vigorous. Unlike his flat apology, the fist that was hidden behind him burst into a bruise, trembling in a slight amplitude.

Seeing Zheng Ming stand up and bow respectfully to apologize, Lu Buwu slowly tasted the tea in his hand.

Time ticked by. The room was silent, except for the sound of porcelain colliding with each other.

After a long time, Lu Buwu put down the teacup that had bottomed out, and said with a light smile, "Yes, good tea, good tea." Arise also. ”

Until this time, Zheng Ming, who had maintained a straight posture, bowed down and apologized, straightened his waist. Flash Dance www.. com

"Sit. I don't care what kind of place you lived in before, this is Starlin! The law is all about the law here, and the rules are being emphasized. It's not a place where you can do whatever you want by brute force. It's good that you can recognize that, everyone has a time when they are young. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Buwu glanced at Zheng Ming, who had already gathered all his expressions, and sat opposite him with a calm face, and continued: "I see that you have been poisoned by those barbaric thoughts of the supremacy of power.

Can a warrior alone govern a city? Able to make rules? Can you maintain a stable and comfortable life? Able to develop something wonderful? Can you build this majestic city called Starland? ”

After a series of hurried rhetorical questions, Lu Buwu didn't wait for Zheng Ming to answer, and said categorically: "No! I'll tell you no! Martial artists are used to fight, no matter how strong their combat power is? What is the difference between them and the weak in other things? The supremacy of force will only lead to destruction.

If you want to develop and live a better life, what you need is not unrivaled combat power, not that the whole people become martial artists who only know how to improve their combat power, but a clear division of labor. What is needed is the law! It's the rule!

People with strong combat power gain respect with their combat power. People who know how to live teach everyone how to enjoy life, builders learn related construction postures, and researchers delve into new technologies and theories. We are active in our respective fields and are treated with similar respect by completely different standards.

This is Starland. Don't forget that we humans are social animals! ”

Lu Buwu's impassioned statement was indeed very convincing, so much so that Zheng Ming fell into deep thought after hearing it.

However, no matter how correct the truth, no matter how deep the understanding, no matter how convincing the words, they can become a package used to decorate their own malice.

Accepting the other person's ideas does not mean that he also accepts the person who speaks. After all, human beings are inherently contradictory and complex, capable of saying the most holy words while doing the most filthy things.

Zheng Ming knows this very well.

Lu Buwu on the other side obviously didn't know what Zheng Ming was thinking, and when he saw him meditating, he nodded frequently and smiled.

"You don't have the slightest criminal record, which means that you strictly followed the laws of Starlanding outside of the fighting ring. This is good and shows that you are legally conscious. There is no hopelessness like those who have just arrived in Starland City, and the danger level quickly turns orange or even red. All you need to do is learn about the rules outside of the law, and follow them as everyone else, and I'm sure you'll soon be able to gain a foothold in Starlin. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Buwu threw out the last bargaining chip, "These days, you should be quite poor, right?" There's a fight tomorrow and the opponent is quite popular, and I can let you participate. I believe that after some publicity, some viewers who follow you will also come, and when the number of people from both sides gathers together, they should be able to get a lot of ticket commissions. You have to tell me that you are not the same as before. ”

"Fighting? Let me participate? Zheng Ming pinched his chin when he heard this, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Yes. And you need to lose the game to prove yourself. Rest assured, your opponent is not ordinary, he has at least the power of the peak of the fierce rank. I'll let you know in advance, just in case. You just have to show yourself to the fullest. I believe that when the time comes, I propose to re-evaluate your combat power level, and no one will object. ”

Seeing Lu Buwu's confident attitude, Zheng Ming's eyes flashed slightly, and he calmly asked, "What if I don't agree?" ”

Under Zheng Ming's gaze, I saw that the wrinkles in the corners of Lu Buwu's eyes continued to worsen, and a smile came out of his eyes, "You and I both know, you can't refuse." ”

Zheng Ming took a deep look at the wrinkled face that had bloomed again, and his brows furrowed. And Lu Buwu didn't seem to be in a hurry to Zheng Ming to agree, and calmly added another cup of hot tea.

After a long time, the suspicious look on Zheng Ming's face disappeared, replaced by confidence and fearlessness. Lu Buwu was not wrong about one thing, whether his move was a conspiracy or not, Zheng Ming could not refuse.

"I see." With the intention of the soldiers to block the water and cover the earth, Zheng Ming responded.

"Very well, there is nothing else you can step down."

Hearing Lu Buwuyi's commanding tone, Zheng Ming gritted his teeth, then stood up and nodded goodbye, "Then I'll go first." ”

Lu Buwu ignored Zheng Ming, who was walking away, lowered his head and blew lightly on the steaming tea for a while, and then took a sip.

"Oh, that's the unruly wild horse you were talking about. It doesn't seem to be so difficult to tame~. ”

A slightly playful voice suddenly sounded in the empty room, which Lu Buwu seemed to have expected.

"Are you sarcastic about me?"

"Oh, no, no, no. Of course not. I'm just curious, aren't you worried that he's bowing his head so easily? ”

Hearing the voice in the dark, Lu Buwu smiled indifferently, "What is there to worry about?" We'll see tomorrow. If he only surrenders superficially, he will win tomorrow. Then he will have to face that troublesome entanglement. If you kill someone, it will cause more trouble. ”

"And what did he do as you said?"

"Isn't that just right? What do you think is the reason why he has been able to gain so much attention in a short period of time? You know, I didn't do any publicity for him. Speaking of this, the smile on Lu Buwu's face was gone, and he looked in the direction of the fighting arena, his eyes flickering coldly.

"It only takes two more fights for him to understand that he's completely changed. And he will also understand what it takes to end the carnival once it starts. ”

Seeing Lu Buwu's strange expression, he sighed softly, and the voice in the dark let out an ugly strange laugh.

"Jie Ji, you are so hard to calculate a subordinate player, you can't be afraid, right? Haha......"

Without waiting for Lu Buwu to get angry, his voice became farther and farther away, softer and softer.

All that remained in the room was a burst of laughter that made his face pale and uncertain.

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