"Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps, you are a city that never sleeps, the lights are up, the music is sounding, the song and dance - Shengping ......"

The latest release was on a record player on a street corner, and a trolleybus drove slowly past the street, its bell ringing.

A black sedan was waiting for a red light at another intersection, with a blond foreigner sitting on it, driven by a brown-skinned Indian Ahsan.

Several rickshaw drivers were arguing around a cyclist, looking angry, while the cyclist was arrogant, pulling out a few tickets and throwing them on the ground.

The uncle who drove the ox cart pulled a cart full of vegetables, laughing and saying something to a police officer.

On the other side, a row of dirty children are carrying wooden boxes and loudly beckoning pedestrians, they are shoeshine, and it only costs a dime to shine shoes, and you can exchange them for half a steamed bun.

This is the most prosperous street in the public concession, the street is bustling with people, pedestrians are dressed like a mixture of Chinese and Western styles on both sides of the street, most of them are brightly dressed, there are spiritual young men in suits, there are elegant middle-aged people in Tang costumes and coats, there are girls wearing Western-style lace skirts, and there are intellectual women wearing tight-fitting cheongsam.

He Xie's sudden appearance was not noticed by anyone, but he was dressed as a medieval Westerner, which quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"The ...... of the Magic City"

He Xie looked around and muttered with emotion.

"In this world, there will be no gods, right?" He looked up at the sky.

It is the time of Mengxia, the sun is like fire, the blue sky and white clouds, and the ocean field is ten miles.

"It's a great place to show off your skills." He Xie smiled freely, chose a random direction, and walked away, ignoring the strange eyes around him.

The last battle in the last world made his thoughts a lot clearer, but he couldn't witness the bombing, which is really a pity.

This is the third world since the departure of the Heavenly Dragon World, and He Xie has set a small goal for himself - to shatter the void and soar in the day.

This is a world of kung fu, which has been disturbed for decades, and no one can escape the red dust furnace. The dynasty collapsed, the major sects fell apart, and the martial arts that originally existed only in the palace and the high martial arts of the various major sects during the imperial period completely stepped off the altar, spread out, and integrated into the market.

With the popularization of martial arts, all kinds of martial arts masters naturally continue to emerge, and it can be said that the level of martial arts in this world is the highest in history in this era.

However, at that time, the situation was turbulent, there were more martial artists, coupled with the decline of morality and the progress of martial arts, which would inevitably lead to greater turmoil.

There are parents in the martial arts who are helpless to see their children being beaten to death in the martial arts competition, there are martial artists who act as bounty killers, and there are also those who join the warlords to help the abusers, or those who bully the market to establish gangs, and the notorious Huoyun evil god slaughters fellow martial arts practitioners and wins the notoriety of the ultimate killer king.

And the entry of foreign guns and foreign cannons into the country has made the vast majority of people who are not skilled in martial arts have the idea of "the uselessness of martial arts", so whether they are tired of killing, or masters who are invincible in high places, or the vast majority of people in the rivers and lakes with mediocre martial arts, they have chosen to go incognito and quit martial arts.

But the times are developing too fast, and the traditional warriors are unable to adapt to this society, and are gradually marginalized, some of them have turned into the catering industry, selling soy milk fritters, some have turned into the clothing design industry, become tailors, and some have become migrant workers and become coolies.

A famous master group has been unable to find a job, so they simply go to the street to sing.

There are also those who are mixed into the bourgeoisie, devote themselves to real estate, and have no worries about food and clothing.

After the short glory of martial arts, there are thousands of horses, but this vigorous martial arts catastrophe that has lasted for decades has put everyone in danger in martial arts, and the weak ones are killed by the strong ones, and most of the remaining ones are masters.

It's the best of times, and it's the worst of times.

The warriors of this era seem to be tacitly abiding by the laws of the dark jungle, and everyone is trying their best to hide themselves.

When the kung fu is not exposed, everyone is still living a safe life.

But as long as the kung fu is exposed, no matter how strong it is, it will eventually be defeated by a stronger master.

There is no strongest, only stronger.

In such a world, how can any evil not love him?

He Xie walked on the streets of Shiliyangchang, admiring the prosperity of the old days, and his heart was full of ambition.

This world is designated as a full-level high martial artist, and it is obvious that the level of martial arts is higher than that of the Heavenly Dragon.

And the materialization of true qi, and even the transformation into various forms of martial arts, also made He Xie conclude that this world is following the path of unity of spirit, qi and spirit.

And this is exactly the direction in which He Xie wants to go.

This is the best world for him!

Is it to take the initiative to expose yourself and attract masters from all walks of life?

Or do you develop step by step and improve yourself in a constant struggle?

He Xie felt that he had better be a little more reluctant.

After all, being brave does not mean being reckless, fearless, and not being fearless.

At least the old beggar who sells all kinds of martial arts cheats is very worthy of He Xie's vigilance.

So, let's stand firm first and then talk about anything else.

It's hard to move an inch without money, and the first thing He Xie has to do is, of course, to make money.

As a king who has experienced the explosion of knowledge in the new century and has rich life experience, He Xie's means of making money are simply not too much, not too high-end.

What's more, this is the old demon capital, there is gold everywhere, with the wisdom of what evil, quickly earn the first pot of gold, that is not sprinkling water?

He decisively chose a wealthy family, completed the process of doing the right thing for heaven, and achieved the purpose of saving the rivers and lakes.

The most primitive method is often the simplest.

However, it is worth mentioning that in order to test whether the Supreme Ring has any effect in this world, He Xie put on this little cutie when he robbed the rich and helped the poor.

Fortunately, everything is very normal, when he was working incognito, he was still in the bedroom on the second floor of this villa, and he enjoyed a fierce battle between the third aunt and the driver Ali for free for a while.

It's so white......

The influence from the spirit is still there, but it is slightly weakened, which makes He Xie confirm one of his long-standing guesses, that is, Sauron's soul and consciousness still exist in the Supreme Ring.

This is a hidden danger that must be eliminated once and for all sooner or later.

He Xie went to the bank to exchange a large amount of fiat currency, thought about it, called a rickshaw and went straight to the police station in the public concession.

Half an hour later, there were already three more gold bars on the police commissioner's desk, and He Xie, who walked out of the police station, changed into a brand new police officer's uniform.

Attention, it's a police officer.

In his pocket, he also carried three letters of appointment, as well as five blank police identification papers.

He beckoned, and soon a rickshaw stopped in front of him, and the driver looked at him in awe, nodded and smiled: "Officer, what are your orders?" ”

He Xie smiled and got into the car, put the wooden box to the side, sat down comfortably, and lifted Erlang's legs.

"Go to the pigpen wall!" He said.