The sky was bright, and a burst of dog barking and scolding suddenly sounded in the steamed bun shop on a side street in Kanto City: "Cai Jun, two shameless bastards with dog legs, let me see you again if you break your four legs and five limbs......"

As the barking of the dog faded away, the sound stopped. It's just that the fat middle-aged man wearing a big white apron and grabbing the noodle rod is still muttering: "It seems that you have to raise another female dog, otherwise that hanging dog has not been used as a male dog, and the stray female dog snorted twice and lost his soul, and he ran away in a blink of an eye, wooing and mourning......! Hey, I just saw that those two scoundrels didn't take a few buns, why is this cage missing by half......"

Under the bridge in the west of the city, three teenagers were squatting at this time, holding the steaming bun in their hands and working hard. One of the teenagers, Cai Jun, muttered while gnawing: "Comfortable, this day is really comfortable, at least you don't have to go to work early on an empty stomach every day." Hehe, don't worry, boss, go about your business, come back at noon to see me and the dog's feet, and make sure you won't even be able to get warm water. But the boss's method really works, this year, our brother and the third brother have not dropped a day of morning food, which is a head longer than last year, and it is mighty. Huh"

"Yes, yes, the boss of the pole will take the two of us with him in the future. Think about the days when you were not there, we had a miserable life: when we were found and wanted to escape, our strength could not catch up; when we were scolded and wanted to fight back, we always couldn't catch up with our courage; when we were hungry and wanted to be full, we were always helpless when we could take out the empty cloth bag. It's okay when the wind blows, if you can't eat, you can still drink the northwest wind, the worst thing is that sometimes this damn thief doesn't even give the northwest wind to drink, if you can help it in the future, you have to go to the sky to poke a few big holes, let the wind blow that, it will last for a long time, hehe. The little man called Dogleg had a meat bun stuffed in his mouth and answered indistinctly.

"Go, a little ambitious, not just a few buns, when he is soaring, one person buys a palace house, which raises a team of 800 people, and the three of us only eat the food made by one gang a day, and the other 799 boiled ones are poured into the street to dry the vegetables, scaring to death the group of noble sons and rich masters, hehe. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he ran in the direction of the outside of the city, flashed a street corner and disappeared, only two unkempt haired young men of eight or nine years old, dressed in "hundred clothes", were lying there, until they were blown by the cold wind and shivered a few times before they reacted strangely.

By the cold lake outside the West City, the young boss who was coaxing just now was skillfully picking himself up, and then quickly went up the tree, pressed the rolled up clothes and pants into the bird's nest, and then gently kicked on the branches, and the person jumped directly from the high tree, and then quickly rolled on the ground twice and then unloaded the force, and then the hand to the ground, the person came to a beautiful front flip in the air and then got up chicly, and then the cat bent around to make sure that there was no one nearby and gently came to the lake, "gentle" Pushing aside the surface of the water and sneaking in, the lake calms down again after a slight ripple.

Ho, ha...... In the early morning, there is a very wide manor on the edge of the cold water lake, which is the only manor by the cold water lake. In a courtyard near the lake, there was a burst of sound of power early in the morning. There were three teenagers about thirteen or fourteen years old practicing in the courtyard.

A plum blossom pile is stepping on a set of footwork, its figure on the top of the left and right, sometimes like a wild goose jumping, sometimes in the air and flipping and moving, in the meantime from time to time in the hand also fly out of a steel needle accurately hit not far away on the pile, and most of them are nailed to the eyes, throat, heart, lower body these fatal places, the hand is extremely fierce, peeping people feel that some parts of their own cool bursts.

The young man in gray in the middle of the courtyard, holding a long sword in his hand, is performing eight sets of swordsmanship, namely: stabbing, slashing, picking, flat stabbing, continuous stabbing, thrusting, side stabbing, and back stabbing. That's all there are eight sets, dare to love This is also a desperate way of playing, chasing the soul with one move, either stabbing accurately, stabbing through the heart, or running, or it is a dead man, a momentum that the world has to give me.

On the other side of the yard is a young man who makes a knife, the knife is neat, the knife flashes like a cold light, and the left and right hands are exchanged from time to time, the cold light will cut the grass around him like a chessboard, straight, neat, not dragging the mud and grass at all, it is also a knife to kill the fierce exercise, if the neck is stabbed, if there is no "wind and grass", the dead head will not fall off.

Taking out the skills and killing methods of those three people to describe them, lustful and obscene, this is the only distraction that Wu Feng does every day when he steals teachers. At this time, Wu Fengren was sinking in the grass pond on the other side of the courtyard. With a hollow rod in his mouth, he stared at the three people in the courtyard without taking a turn of his eyes. Wu Feng, he is the boss of Cai Jun and the dog's legs, he is an eight-year-old boy who steals buns in the city, goes up the tree to pound the bird's nest, gently plucks the lake water, and dares to run naked by the lake.

Usually in this yard, the grass pond connected to the cold water lake, the water in it is so cold that even the ducks don't want to pay attention. But Wu Feng will steal the teacher on time every day, rain or shine. His eight-year-old face was full of the vicissitudes of thirty years old, and his immature heart was full of persistence, patience, and unyielding. The children of the poor are in charge of the house, but what about the children who have no home......

A year and a half ago, Wu Feng could still live a life of a "son-in-law" under the "protection" of an old beggar in rags to stretch out his hands and rotten rice to open his mouth. At that time, Xiao Baili, who lived a carefree life, was walking around the city with two stray dogs every day. Playing scoundrels, pretending to be innocent, coupled with the grief-stricken crying and mourning method taught by the old beggar himself (the method of crying when his father and mother died), and the slippery and slippery donkey rolling method, Wu Feng has always done bad things smoothly, at least he has not been beaten by anyone.

When there is nothing to do, Wu Feng went to Dongcheng to steal cakes, steal meat in Beicheng, and hook and hook dog food in Nancheng, of course, he never committed crimes in Xicheng, because he had been trained and educated by the old beggar early, he had already regarded Xicheng as his backyard, according to the old beggar's original words, "That is reserve food, and it has to be kept for emergency use."

It's just that the old beggar was seriously injured by a kick at the city gate, and then before he returned to the "backyard", he returned to heaven on the way back. When he died, he couldn't use the reserve food in the "backyard".

Since then, Wu Feng has been alone, alone. Even the bones of the old beggar were dragged by a six-and-a-half-year-old boy to the cold lake in Xicheng and buried. Because he knew that the old beggar liked it, because the old beggar was the only "leisure place" he went to besides the place where he begged. For this reason, every evening he would kneel in front of the old beggar's grave for a while, like the light and shadow of the old beggar at that time. Maybe the old beggar wanted Wu Feng to avenge him, or maybe he wanted Wu Feng to be self-reliant in the future and get rid of his current fate.

Three days later, by the cold lake, the murderer took twenty or thirteen-year-old boys into the manor. The old beggar was very fond of the manor, and knew exactly how well he knew that there was an underground pipe in the lake that led to the manor, and that there were exits, bunkers, organs, etc.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng's eyes were a little spent, and he tried to blink hard not to let the tears flow, and if he wanted to flow, he would flow into his heart, and he would gather there, so as not to let it dry up. In this way, I can remember the hardships I have endured and the tiredness I have suffered.

Wu Feng told himself in his heart, I can do it, I can do it better, he stared at the three teenagers' moves, and silently thought in his heart: "Old man, don't worry, don't worry about me, I'm doing very well, now that I have learned martial arts, I will get ahead in the future." I will make a lot of money, because if you have money, you can be a high-end scoundrel, and no one will dare to scold you after you die, and you have to laugh at you, no one dares to chase you, and you have to be farewell.

Because if you have money, you can raise a lot of martial artists to kill, set fires, and do bad things for me, and I will definitely have land in the future, and you can watch it from the sky. Because now I know martial arts, I will become stronger and stronger in the future, and in the future, I will also cultivate the immortals who can rise and go high in the sky, can soar clouds and fog, can kill enemies thousands of miles away, can live forever, and can bring you back to life.

The one with a lot of money dares to provoke me, and I rob him all, and the one with a bigger fist than me dares to bully me, so I will practice stronger and come back and kill him. You often tell me that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, but in fact, I feel that over the years, under your radiance, I have been completely purified into a scoundrel, and of course I myself like to be a scoundrel.

There is also that time, twenty years is not long, thirty years is not too late, as long as the enemy is killed before he dies of old age, it is the same as revenge. When I was stealing the teacher, I saw that those teenagers who practiced martial arts were very afraid of that murderer, so he must be very strong, to be honest, I can't beat him now, I want to keep a useful body, avenge you, and call you again.

But don't worry, whether it's twenty years, or thirty years, or fifty years, I will remember your hatred. If he is old and dying, I can't beat him, and I don't find him to avenge you with my own hands, then I will seek revenge on his son, and if I can't win against his son, then I will seek revenge on his newborn grandson. Anyway, I will definitely help you to avenge this.