Zhang Dafei, who is nearly forty, stands in front of his stall, the stall is placed in pieces or strips of pork, the pork in November is already the peak season, and it can sell two or three hundred kilograms every day, Zhang Dafei looked around, the market is about to close, and the customers are gradually becoming scarce. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Karma. ”

Zhang Dafei took off the gloves on his hands, put them on the board, took two steps back, and sat on a dilapidated plastic stool.

Normally, pork should be produced by a regular slaughterhouse, but Zhang Dafei calculated an account by himself, and the profit difference between a small family and a small family and going to the slaughterhouse to buy meat is more than doubled, which is enough for Zhang Dafei to take risks and slaughter privately.

And as far as Zhang Dafei knows, Lao Li's stall, which is not far from him, is also private.

What kind of formalization process, disinfection link, this has nothing to do with their dime, as long as they can make money, they must also do illegal crimes.

"I don't have to kill pigs when I go back at night......" Zhang Dafei squinted his eyes and swallowed the clouds, so uncomfortable.

Small business needs to be started by himself, and Zhang Dafei has always gone home to slaughter by himself.

But since last month, there is a teenager who has been doing this part-time every day, and it is said that he is doing three at the same time.

"Nima, I can't even make much money by being a three-family family, and this kid is not too tired......" Zhang Dafei spat out a puff of smoke, scratched his oily hair, and his body shuddered, "And every time he slaughters a pig, that kid's eyes are shiny and shiny, and he looks at the seeping ......"

Excited!

Yes, it's excitement. Zhang Dafei suddenly crossed a word in his mind, swallowed his saliva, and a trace of surprise flashed in his thick eyebrows and big eyes: "It can't be a pervert, right......"

When I think that my wife is still at home, I must watch the slaughter of the pig, otherwise what if I take it away directly after slaughtering, now a pig is not cheap, it is the peak season of pork.

"Grass, hurry home. ”

Zhang Dafei stood up with a "sigh", threw the cigarette butt under his feet and stepped on it fiercely, and prepared to go home after cleaning up the board.

also has some self-blame, how did it take almost a month to find out about that kid's abnormality.

It's not bad for a normal person to do this, not to mention being happy, and that kid is not only happy, but also so excited!

"Boss, how much is this pork rib?" a middle-aged woman with a bag stood in front of Zhang Dafei's stall.

"It's not for sale, it's not for sale, it's closed today. ”

"It's so early. The middle-aged woman nodded, and walked to other pork stalls, today the company gave a bonus, to buy some meat for the family to eat, thinking of the happy appearance of her son eating meat, the middle-aged woman's steps became lighter and lighter.

Zhang Dafei was in no mood to sell meat anymore, he was driving his Wuling Light to his home in a slightly congested traffic.

"Huh?"

The car stopped at the door, looking at the darkness in his home, Zhang Dafei shook violently, what is the situation, usually at this time his wife should be watching TV at home.

"Whew, yes, and the phone. ”

Zhang Dafei was a little panicked, took out the mobile phone in his dirty trouser pocket with his right hand, clicked it a few times, selected the address book, found his wife's number, and dialed it......

"Drip ...... Drip ......"

Listening to the sound of the phone, it has been four times, why no one has answered yet, Zhang Dafei's bad premonition in his heart has become stronger and stronger.

Nothing will happen, right?

Suddenly, the phone was answered: "Lao Zhang, I'll not talk about playing mahjong outside, you can solve dinner by yourself in the evening." ”

The loud voice of his daughter-in-law came from the phone.

", scared Lao Tzu. Zhang Dafei exhaled, his body relaxed, and asked casually, "Eh, where is Xiaofang?"

"He left when he finished his work, and the day was over. Oh yes, he said it, he won't come in the future, I persuaded left and right and didn't keep it, this kid, don't do such a lucrative job......"

Listening to his wife chattering a few words over there, mixed with a few words of mahjong scolding, Zhang Dafei took a few deep breaths and felt that life was really happy.

That's good that kid isn't coming to work!

..................

"Unhai University has arrived, passengers who get off the bus should pay attention to safety. ”

A bus stopped at the bus stop opposite the school gate, and a young man in black, with slightly messy hair, walked down with a bright look in his eyes.

It was Fang Cheng.

"Well, I've been doing it for more than a month......"

Fang Cheng stretched out his two arms, smelled left and right, there was no pungent smell, every time he finished his work, he had to find a bathhouse to rinse it, otherwise he would smell fishy.

"Strength: 1.8, Agility: 0.5, Spirit: 0.8, Elemental Energy: 17. Looking at the symbol below the field of vision, Fang Cheng's heart flickered, "A month ago, there were 0.5 yuan energy points for slaughtering a pig, and recently this ratio has gradually decreased, and a pig can only increase by 0.2 yuan energy points, and even today it has dropped to 0.1." ”

"It seems that this method is not working, and we have to change it. However, this attribute plus point is not unlimited, after the strength reaches 1.8, the body feels swollen, and it seems that it will have to adapt to it for a while. ”

"Let's go to the Budokan first and test my strength. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed and he walked towards the Martial Arts Pavilion.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there were no students around the martial arts hall, Fang Cheng looked at the lights in the hall and walked in.

Walking into the stadium along the passage, there is a black ring in the center of the hall, and several dynamometers are neatly stacked on the right side, which is a tool for testing the strength of the players, including boxing and dynamometers.

"Well, I haven't learned boxing yet, and my fist strength is unpredictable, so it's a trouble if I hurt my muscles and bones. ”

Fang Cheng walked past the fist weapon and looked at the several stone piles used for the warm-up in the martial arts hall, which were engraved with words: "50KG, 100KG, 200KG, 300KG." ”

This is the simplest and most basic force measurement tool, not relying on waist strength or inertia, how many kilograms a single person lifts, how much muscle strength in one arm is.

"Whew. ”

Fang Cheng took a deep breath of air, he was used to the bloody slaughter scene these days, but he was still a little uncomfortable, coupled with the excitement after getting the Yuan Energy Point every day, his head was a little tingling, and his spirit was lacking.

Hmm, how about trying this mental plus.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, and he looked at the four lilac symbols below his field of vision, he stared at the spirit, and the thought in his heart was certain, only to see that the attribute symbols were blurred.

"Strength: 1.8, Dexterity: 0.5, Spirit: 0.9, Elemental Energy: 16. ”

A state of mind that seemed to be affected by the collapse of the sky and the earth came to his mind, and Fang Cheng only felt that the surrounding environment instantly became transparent, like a mirror, and suddenly became clean and bright.

It seemed like a second, and then a minute.

This state of affairs slowly faded.

Bodhi has no platform, where is the dust, Fang Cheng did not realize that more than ten years of life cognition made him inferiority complex and dazed, as if they had disappeared, leaving behind self-confidence and stability.

He was refreshed and refreshed, as if he had come to the prairie from the steaming room, well, to relieve sleepiness?

But it's not that simple.

Forget it, don't think about it, Fang Cheng's eyes were bright, and his light flashed, looking at the stone piles placed on the ground in a disorderly manner.

"Try this 100KG one. ”

The stone piles are all brand new, the edge of the sleek stone pile, there is a recess on it, a solid steel pipe passes through it, Fang Cheng took a deep breath, and his right hand shook the solid steel pipe.

"From. ”

Fang Cheng was sure in his heart, and his right hand slowly exerted force.

"Huh, so light?"

Looking at the stone pile that was easily lifted, Fang Cheng was dumbfounded, this is really 100KG?

"Well, try this again. ”

"200KG is still very light, which means that I am already in the middle of the amateur class now?"

Being able to easily lift a 200KG stone pile with one arm is definitely an amateur-level mid-section power.

No, I haven't done my best.

Fang Cheng pressed his excited heart, his eyes fell on the 300KG stone pile, his eyes were blazing, he could lift this amateur-level high section, go out to the society, and get a salary of 18,000 a month very easily.

"Whew. ”

Looking at the stone pile that was easily lifted, Fang Cheng couldn't help grinning and crying, and gently put down the stone pile, 300KG could not be thrown directly on the ground, it would definitely be smashed out of the pit.

"It's not a dream......"

Fang Cheng smirked, looked at his hands blankly, and felt a storm in his heart, it was only a month, a month of amateur-level high-level, no, he lifted it very easily, it should be the peak of the amateur level.

A month of amateur peak!?

When this kind of thing spreads, the whole world will shake, and the body will be boiled in the early stage, who has not practiced for three or five years, and after the age of eighteen or nineteen, the physical development is almost complete, and it is possible to advance by leaps and bounds, one year at a time.

Even the world's strongest man, the War King of the Western Continent, his resume has been talked about. From the age of thirteen to the peak of the amateur level at the age of seventeen, this is already a genius among geniuses, the world's top martial arts talent, and he has completed the amateur level in four years.

Again, he is a national genius, who has completed the amateur level in five or six years.

As for Chu Zhongyuan, his family conditions are good, he started practicing martial arts at the age of twelve, and now he is twenty-one years old, and he has completed the amateur level in nine years, so he can barely be regarded as a genius.

"I'm a cow ......"

Fang Cheng shook his fist fiercely in the air a few times, he knew that he was really developed.

"Yes, yes, boy, what's your name?"

The old man's voice came from behind him on the left. Fang Cheng was shocked, and instantly felt a sense of panic that the secret had been discovered.

But strength brings not only muscles, but also calmness and confidence.

Fang Cheng turned around and saw that an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white costume and black martial arts shoes, with his hands behind his back, was looking at him with a look of surprise.

"Who are you?"

Fang Cheng didn't answer the question directly, anyway, he looked at the old man first and asked rhetorically.

He is now at the peak of the amateur level, as the so-called body strength and heart have a bottom, Fang Cheng is not in a hurry, his thoughts turn in an instant, it is impossible to be the security of the school at such a late hour, and there are no personnel on duty at the martial arts hall at night.

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "You can call me Lu Lao." ”

Just now he was enjoying the night view, drinking a little wine, and wandering around as he wanted, but he suddenly noticed a trace of "Mirror" fluctuations, which is a kind of martial arts state of mind, which is rare in the professional level.

He followed this fluctuation and galloped directly into the air from three kilometers away, and saw Fang Cheng, who was amazingly talented.

It should be a martial arts epiphany.

The white-haired Lu Lao's eyes flashed, and a few thoughts flashed, and he confirmed his guess. People are as old as mirrors, and people are as old as gods, and they have seen more, and some things can be known at a glance.

The white-haired Lu Lao smiled slightly, with a little curiosity in his eyes, and reached out to stroke his beard, which was not very long: "You don't have internal strength in your body, and your strength is so great, is it an external martial artist? Or is it natural divine power?"

Fang Cheng was suddenly shocked, he really didn't have internal strength.

Internal strength is to enter the meditation first, after giving birth to internal strength, you can enhance the physical fitness of the martial artist, and at the critical moment, you can also burst out of twelve points of strength, and the martial artist will give birth to internal strength at the professional level. But after more than a month of thinking and pondering, Fang Cheng also let go of the idea of giving birth to internal strength.

What if you have internal strength, you can't hurt people in the air, you can't directly act on the outside world, at most you can use it to break out, make your body stronger in a short time, I will directly drop ten times with one force, and one fist will come down, and the internal strength will also hit you back!

"Well...... I guess I'm born with divine powers. ”

Fang Cheng thought about it, his eyes showed vigilance and vigilance, and he didn't reveal more information, he went out early and returned late during this time, if people knew that they were already at the peak of the amateur level, it would be explosive news.

Everyone knows that he was still a weak chicken in his junior year of high school.

"You're very talented, eon...... Juvenile. A hint of surprise crossed Lu Lao's eyes, coughed, and took a few steps forward.

"Huh, this body, tsk, the muscle outline is average, and the muscle thickness is also very thin......," Lu Lao said as he pinched Fang Cheng's arms and chest, and said, "It's really a magical thing, innate divine power, incredible......"

“......”

Fang Cheng looked at the old man in front of him speechlessly, his heart was shocked, just now the white shadow flashed in front of him, and Lu Lao came to him, he didn't even have time to react!

What speed is this!?

If Lu Lao wanted to kill himself, he wouldn't even have time to react! Fang Cheng looked at the excited old man in front of him, his face trembled fiercely, and he pinched his stomach......

Won't I fight back?

All right...... I respect the old and love the young, and I don't care about you, Fang Cheng comforts himself.

Even if it is a rebellion, it is estimated that it has already ended before it has begun.

"Lu Lao, my name is Fang Cheng, you ......"

Looking at Lu Lao, whose eyes were fiery, his face was full of excitement as if he had discovered a treasure, Fang Cheng calmed down, and one thought after another flashed through his heart:

"I've met a master...... Just like what is written in the novel, is this old man a peerless master hidden in the school?"

However, how can there be such a bloody thing in this world, it is simply thunderous, and it is simply the plot of the novel that has come to reality.

Fang Cheng's heart was full of unbelievable thoughts, like a dream bubble.

Thunderous dog blood, exaggerated and bizarre coincidences.

This was an incredible thing in Fang Cheng's eyes.

But he ignored that in his life, there were still few blood and coincidences, but the degree was different.

Even if you know a new stranger, it's all a coincidence, it's all blood, but it's just slight and shallow.

If the stranger is a distant relative, or a future wife or close friend, then the slight turns to the severe, the shallow to the severe, and the memories are not until ten or twenty years later.

When you will deeply doubt fate, taste and weigh life.

I sigh that the things of this world are so wonderful.