"Here's a bowl of porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork, and two more fritters."

The oiler is a kind of saying for fritters in Cantonese cuisine, Qin Chuan ordered the meal, reached into his pocket, took out a silver shiny coin, and placed it on the table.

That's exactly one silver dollar.

It is also known as the "ocean".

In these turbulent times, although the country is gradually reducing the circulation of this currency and starting to print new paper money, the ocean can still be regarded as a hard currency with decent value.

After all, it contains nine out of eight pure silver.

In the system store, you can exchange the currency of the corresponding era of the copy.

It's very cheap.

Although he only had a pitiful 536 dungeon points on him before, he could still exchange them for some ordinary currency.

10 points for dungeons, Qin Chuan exchanged a total of 1,000 oceans, which can barely be regarded as a middle class in the context of the era of the "Kung Fu" dungeon.

"It's okay, there's no rush to pay after eating."

The fried ghost glanced at the ocean on the table, but there was no fluctuation in his expression, and his face was still a gentle and humble polite smile.

He bowed to Qin Chuan slightly.

Then he turned around and entered the store.

Start getting ready to get up early.

However, Qin Chuan watched this Wulang gossip stick heir turn around and expose his back in front of him, but his eyes moved slightly.

It is a very dangerous thing for a martial artist to expose his back in front of others......

Gee......

He looked at the back of the fried ghost, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer without warning.

At the same moment, the right foot stepped quietly, and the whole person's temperament suddenly changed, one moment he was still gentle and elegant, and the next moment he suddenly had a fierce breath, turning into a tiger waiting to be hunted.

And the prey.

It is the heir of the Gorou gossip stick in front of him - the fried ghost!

Although Qin Chuan chose the "pig cage city camp".

But.

But that doesn't mean he's going to play a decent guy.

Especially now, he is the only player in the "Pig Coop Camp", and during this period, he deliberately approached and curry favor with the relevant personnel of the Pig Coop Walled City, leaving a deep impression, and even standing up for them, which is easy to be detected by the players of the "Axe Gang Camp".

Since he wants 1V9, at least until he gets and learns "The Palm of the Gods", Qin Chuan will not let himself appear easily.

Otherwise, he will definitely face a siege from opposing players.

But.

If you don't show up at all, don't contact the people related to the Pigpen Walled City, and want to get their help and deal with enemy players, or even help yourself deal with the Fire Cloud Evil God, it is obviously a fantasy.

So I thought about it for a while.

Qin Chuan planned to contact several masters of the pig cage city in a "special" way.

On the premise of not really revealing his identity and traces, he completely tied up several masters of the Pigpen Walled City with himself, coercing them to have to help him deal with other players, as well as the final boss Huoyun Evil God!

Anyway, the system only needs him to complete the corresponding task.

As for playing a good guy.

Still bad guys.

It doesn't matter.

For players who are not familiar with the story, this is almost like dancing on the tip of a knife.

If you're not careful, you'll completely overturn.

You may even be killed by your own NPCs.

However, for Qin Chuan, who is familiar with the plot, this kind of sword can evolve more possibilities that are beneficial to him!

"Huh?"

The fried ghost is defenseless.

But he was a former martial arts master.

At the moment when Qin Chuan showed an offensive stance, he instantly sensed that something was wrong.

His steps snapped, his toes straining like a dragon's claw.

The entire ground seemed to sink slightly for a moment.

At the same moment, the frying ghost's spine suddenly twisted, as if it had suddenly pulled into a big bow of the full moon.

When the core of the waist and abdomen exerted force, there was a roar, and the right arm was like a fierce arrow off the string, "snapping" to blow up the air and hit the rear!

"Bang!"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Qin Chuan's palm, clenched into a fist, had already probed into the back of the fried ghost's head like a soul asking for his life at this time, and collided with his right arm and arm.

"What a fierce force!"

Feeling the slight numbness in his palm, Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is worthy of being the hidden master of the pigpen walled city!

However, although he sighed in his heart, the actual moment of the exchange made Qin Chuan's heart extremely excited!

In fact, he really wanted to find someone to fight against.

Let's try out what your current strength is.

He wants to see how the strength of a player who has reached the 10th floor of the "Reincarnation Dungeon" compares to the characters in the dungeon as a fresh college entrance examination candidate and a national orthodox reserve talent.

And at this moment, he fought with a blow from the fried ghost.

Qin Chuan roughly figured out the bottom:

"Gorou's gossip stick fried ghost's strength should be higher than mine, but it won't be ridiculously high, in game terms, his strength level should be regarded as a small boss."

"But he doesn't have a weapon now, he can't play the stick technique he is best at, and I'm a sneak attack, so I can temporarily overwhelm him at the moment."

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

Qin Chuan did not retreat.

The fried ghost is proficient in stick skills, and boxing has therefore inherited the characteristics of "guns like dragons, sticks like rain", focusing on a flexible and changeable, dense offensive like a rainstorm, once he gains momentum and counterattacks, he is destined to lose next.

With a twist of his palm, it turned into a hand knife and suddenly sank, as if an eagle suddenly pecked off its sharp beak, Qin Chuan forcibly let his slightly sour hand poke at the "Kidney Yu Point" of the sacral cloth on the back of the fried ghost.

This acupuncture point is the key acupuncture point in the back and waist.

Once hit, it can impact the kidneys, which is extremely damaging to the qi, and in severe cases, it can even lead to paraplegia.

Martial arts practitioners.

There are deadly yin damage tricks everywhere, and there are too many killing machines to count.

Qin Chuan didn't dare to underestimate the master of Goro's gossip stick, if he accidentally capsized in the gutter, he was killed by the other party, so when he made a move, he could be described as ruthless.

At this moment, the fried ghost felt that a steel needle was about to pierce his waist and kidneys!

In an instant, his hair stood wildly, goosebumps exploded all over his body like a wild cat that had been stepped on by his tail, and his eyes instantly lit up like a spotlight!

"Humph!"

There was a low, dull thunderous thud in his throat.

All the spirits and spirits are gathered.

It was like wolf smoke rushing out of the Heavenly Spirit Cover!

This is an extremely subtle intention, which can only be perceived by martial artists in the collision of spirit and spirit during the fight.

At this moment, Qin Chuan felt that the fried ghost in front of him seemed to be a different person.

It's like a general who is on the battlefield, covered in blood, and holding a red tasseled spear!

And in this moment.

The fried ghost's spine twisted, and the whole body took it as an axis, soaring into the sky like a dragon, and at an extremely critical moment, he almost dodged Qin Chuan's stabbing knife.

At the same time, the fried ghost did not retreat like this, but when he was dodging, he was preparing to attack again.

His whole being was like a gun.

The fist was like a gun, concentrated a little, penetrated the air, was facing Qin Chuan, and blasted straight towards his throat.

If it hits.

With the fist power of the master of the fried ghost.

Not to mention breaking Qin Chuan's throat, even if it was breaking his entire neck, it wouldn't be strange at all!

"It's worthy of Gorou gossip stick! I remember that this stick method was created by Yang Wulang, one of the generals of the Yang family in the Song Dynasty, and it used to be a fierce marksmanship that crisscrossed the battlefield and killed countless enemies, which was derived into boxing, which can simply make people turn into a gun, like a real dragon invincible! ”

As the saying goes, guns are like swimming dragons.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers.

If a person's boxing is practiced like a fierce gun, when the punch is made, it is really like a dragon like a rainbow, invincible, and can be called the king of boxing.

However, Qin Chuan did not panic.

The stabbing knife just now was just a trick for him.

He's a sneak attacker.

The initiative has always been on his side.

Although the fried ghost showed extremely amazing strength, Qin Chuan's "Wing Chun" was not covered.

He stepped forward.

The hem of the robe rose in the wind with a crackling sound.

The "elegant and calm buff" of this long shirt made Qin Chuan look calm from beginning to end, his heart was like a mirror, and seeing that the fried ghost's fist with a fierce sense of penetration like a spear had reached his face, Qin Chuan's waist and horse were one, with the spine as the axis, and the strength of his whole body was instantly transmitted to the hand knife that was dodged by the fried ghost just now.

Although the hand knife was dodged by the opponent, it was still very close to the opponent.

In general, you should withdraw your hand at this time.

Gather strength.

Punch again.

The long-distance momentum makes the punch more ferocious.

After all, the power of short-range punches is not going to be so powerful in any way.

However, there is a unique move in Wing Chun that bursts power from short distances.

That's right.

It is "inch strength"!

"Boom!!"

The hand knife turned into a fist in an instant, like a loaded bullet, and suddenly burst out with smoke and flames!

Qin Chuan's fist.

Hit him one step ahead of the fried ghost!

And hit him in the ribs!

Click!

The tooth-barring sound of cracking bones suddenly sounded, and the fried ghost was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, and the intense pain made his face distort instantly, and his body flew upside down under the bombardment of huge power.

Bang!

He poured straight into a pile of flour.

The white dust stirred up, and under the reflection of the early morning sun, it was like psychedelic smoke on the stage, accompanied by the opening of a good show.