"What should I buy?"

The name on the yellowed broken book gradually became clear: Zhong Xin Essay.

Zhong Ming picked up the book and continued to read, as if he didn't find anything wrong.

Zhong Xin's essay:

My name is Zhong Xin, the bell that rings the bell, the heart of loyalty.

My father-in-law said that I had given this name so that I could be a faithful man in the future, but when I asked about my father, he only frowned and said nothing.

When I was only five years old, my father-in-law taught me the art of war, and my father-in-law told me that I had learned this art in order to repay my kindness.

Even though I resisted very much, I had no choice but to study under the pressure of my father-in-law.

The father-in-law often lost his mind and looked at the sky, and the corner of his mouth Nan Nan said:

"Lord ......"

I couldn't understand the meaning of these two words, but that didn't stop me from feeling my father's pain.

It's like a toddler who has been robbed of his favorite toy, so sad, but it's also like he has been lifted by the neck, so he can't cry as if he is suffocated.

"Zhong Xin, if you are successful in learning, I will take you to learn martial arts."

My eyes were full of joy, and I often saw my stepfather, though he seemed weak.

But the weak palm can often easily wave a big flag of no less than 100 catties, like an arm and a finger, as if ready to be in the front of the battlefield at any time.

However, I am deeply puzzled by this, why my father-in-law is willing to be a pawn when he clearly has a strategy to amaze the world.

I can't help but be a little curious about who can make my father-in-law so willing to be a pawn.

Reading this, Zhong Ming put down the book in his hand and seemed to think of something, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't seem to grasp anything.

The night was not a long time, and early the next morning, Zhong Ming seemed to have no pajamas, so he washed up casually, picked up the stack of cash and walked downstairs, ready to buy some things that he needed for the afternoon.

"Boss, look."

A thug's eyes lit up when he saw the cash in Zhong Ming's hand, and he patted a boss next to him on the shoulder.

"Classmates."

Zhong Ming seemed to be thinking about something, and he held the cash in his hand, and he didn't seem to be afraid of being stolen and robbed.

"Huh?"

Zhong Ming raised his head and looked at the owner of the voice, then frowned, sighed and said:

"There will always be a few flies that don't have long eyes."

The beautiful eyes of the girl who shouted him were full of anger, and she looked at Zhong Ming angrily:

"What did you say?"

Zhong Ming seemed to realize it at this time, and looked at the girl in front of him:

"Are you calling me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

The girl looked extremely angry, as if there was no one in the eyes of the annoyed bell.

Zhong Ming looked at the girl in front of him with great interest at this time, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her face was pale, and she didn't seem to be very good at dressing up in a white windbreaker, but she was also a good beauty.

"How many good people can come here?"

Zhong Ming muttered at the corner of his mouth, his voice was small, as if he was laughing at himself.

He came here to find Zhang Liao, and no matter how delicate the girl in front of him was, when she appeared on Zhang Liao's territory, Zhong Ming silently deducted three points in his heart.

"I'm here to warn you that this is not a good place."

The girl in front of her was flushed, in fact, Zhong Ming was not bad, and he was also 1.75 meters tall, but he had never been good at communicating, and he was used to playing games all day.

Although it seems that he has received some inheritance, the gangster style when he was a child has not changed much, and it should be what it is.

But Guan Ye is quite envious of him, because although he is a ruffian, there are always many girls who like him and are willing to do something for him since he was a child.

Zhong Ming's eyes were extremely picky, he naturally knew that this was not a good place, but what he thought of was that the people who came here naturally would not have any good people, of course, he had never regarded himself as a good person.

"I'm here to find someone."

Looking at the girl in front of him who seemed to be about to cry, Zhong Ming finally spoke.

Although she was as ruffian as ever, and her hands were still unconsciously inserted in her trouser pockets, the girl in front of her couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhong Ming was no longer stunned, he was interrupted to study the plot of the essay, he didn't care, and began to look for Zhang Liao's figure.

Although there are cards that can directly summon Zhang Liao, Zhang Liao here, as the local leader, naturally he will not be stunned to interrupt what his subordinates are doing.

"Hey, boy, hand over your money."

"Tell Zhang Liao to come out, don't waste my time."

Zhong Ming had known about their existence for a long time, but he had no scruples, even if he didn't have cards in his hand, it would be easy to clean up the two gangsters with Zhong Ming's fighting methods.

Just when Zhong Ming thought he could save a lot of time, the plot suddenly reversed, and the two gangsters were stunned.

The gangster leader's eyes were cold: "You are Zhang Liao's subordinate?" ”

Zhong Ming clasped his hands in front of his chest: "Let Zhang Liao come out and see it, it's over, you are so noisy." ”

The gangster leader pointed to the scar on his face: "My scar was scratched by Zhang Liao's men, taking advantage of our boss's absence, Zhang Liao and his subordinates robbed us of a lot of territory, today, I will collect some interest first." ”

But the little thug under him did not rush up together, the name of the man, the shadow of the tree, the little thug trembled all over, trembled:

"Boss, otherwise, forget it this time."

"Boots, I really can't swallow this."

Scarface's eyes were cold, and he took the short knife in his hand and rushed towards Zhong Ming.

"Small, be careful."

Although the girl hiding behind the wall was terrified, she couldn't help but remind.

"Sometimes, the wound is just proof that you will be stronger."

An inexplicable voice suddenly sounded in his heart, and in a trance, Zhong Ming seemed to see a general dressed in blue.

Ghostly, Zhong Ming did not dodge this instinctive dodge attack, and the second question mark that had been missing for a long time reappeared in his hand.

Then it dissipated, and then there was an extra sentence under his own military commander card.

General's card: Zhong Ming

HP: 3/3

Skill: 1: Combo Break, every time you smash a general's card, you will get an extra turn.

Two: Weight, every time you take a little damage, you can draw a card. A hand card is then placed on the general's card, called "Quan". Each "right" card in your hand is +1 cap.

The second question card seems to have added a nice skill to him, the first skill is from the Three Kingdoms Killing God Sima, and the second skill is from Zhong Hui, in the same way, neither of these skills are core skills or lack awakening skills.

Under that knife, there was not even a trace of blood on Zhong Ming's body, and there was no scar on the general's card, Zhong Ming shook his head helplessly.

The damage is too low, and even though another question card is activated, it still can't trigger the above skills.

"You?"

Bang dang...

Seeing that his blade could not pierce the skin on Zhong Ming's neck, the gangster leader panicked, the knife fell to the ground, and fled in a panic.

It's a pity, if it weren't for the fact that there were other people here, I would have killed him and started to break the coma, Zhong Ming thought to himself.

"It's okay."

After the two thugs escaped, Zhong Ming walked up to the girl, stretched out his hand to pull away the hands that were covering his eyes, and said indifferently:

"It's not a good place, and as a good student, you don't have to come often."