"Good people are not rewarded, I want to be a bad person, a bad person!" In the open field, Ah Xing's hysterical cry sounded.

On the other side, Ji Ming's mind was full of an agreement with Ah Xinghuashan to discuss the sword.

"I don't know how much Ah Xing's martial arts have improved, I want to practice hard, and Huashan will definitely not lose to him in the future!" Although he didn't get the guidance of a famous teacher as he wished, the neighborhood of Zhulongzhai more or less knew both martial arts, and it was not a unique martial art that could not be passed on, so he quickly learned a few sets.

It's just that these sets of boxing techniques are very ordinary, and it's okay to keep fit, and it's a dream to become a master.

The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, whether it is Ah Xing or Ji Ming, when they were teenagers, they left the orphanage and became self-reliant. There is no way to be self-reliant, they each regard it as an orphanage, either occupied by the gang or resold because they have no money to support, in this turbulent society, the orphanage kind of love institution cannot be opened at all.

Ah Xing lives on the streets and becomes a gangster.

As for Ji Ming, he sells newspapers during the day to make a living, and at night he rests with homeless people in the dilapidated warehouse of the pig pen village.

"There's a room upstairs, let's give you a place to stay first!" On this day, the charter wife found Ji Ming and said: "If you have money, you can pay me some rent, if you don't have money, forget it, it's empty anyway, it's better to have someone to live in than to stay there." ”

After speaking, she didn't say much, gave the key to Ji Ming and turned to leave.

"In this world, there are still good people." Ji Ming was very moved.

Not long after moving in, the tenant of the next room also arrived, and it was a young man named "Ah Keung", who did hard work and had a lot of strength. He is not sociable, and he doesn't like to talk, and people who don't understand him will think that this person is very stinky and difficult to get along with, but in fact he has a very hot heart, but he is just not good at expressing it.

The coolie saw that Ji Ming was a child and an orphan, so he often made dinner for two and called him to eat together.

After a long time, the two gradually got acquainted and became friends for the year.

"The masters on the rivers and lakes are divided into five levels: third-rate, second-rate, first-class, top-notch, and peerless, if you can become a third-rate master, you can walk the rivers and lakes alone, and you don't have to worry about being bullied by bandits and bullies." Coolie Qiang said to Ji Ming as if telling a story: "However, even a first-class master can't fight against firearms, so if you want to travel far in the future, it's best to get a pistol for self-defense." ”

In this regard, Ji Ming asked with a yearning face: "Top masters and peerless masters, aren't you afraid of pistols?" ”

"I don't know how strong a peerless master is, because I haven't seen that kind of character either, but a top master, unless he is bombarded with cannons and tanks, ordinary firearms can't hurt him at all." Coolie Qiang also yearned for it, and said: "Legend has it that the ultimate killer king of the year, Huoyun Evil God, was once rounded up by a group of people with foreign guns, but his speed was faster than bullets, and those people not only did not hurt him at all, but were all killed by him." ”

Because he is facing a child, in addition to not revealing his identity, Coolie Qiang basically knows everything.

Perhaps, this is his unwillingness to quit the rivers and lakes, and his subconscious is making the last struggle.

"I'm going to be a master!" Ji Ming said.

"Yes, yes." The coolie had the heart to teach him his twelve-way bullet legs, but he thought of the grievances he carried, but he didn't dare to teach them, for fear that one day he would harm this innocent boy. However, in the following days, when he occasionally practiced leg springing in the morning, he did not deliberately avoid Ji Ming.

So naturally, Ji Ming learned to play his legs paradoxically and practiced hard every day.

This time has passed for a total of three years.

On this day, a sissy middle-aged man came to the pig pen village and opened a tailor shop.

"Young man, who did you learn from this twelve-way bullet leg?" On this morning, the tailor walked up to Ji Ming, who was practicing, and asked.

Of course, this is not because Ji Ming practiced well, but because he was too bad.

It is plausible, painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, and the elastic leg that Ji Ming practiced is not a first-class martial art at all, but a fake style that is inferior to a few ordinary martial arts. The tailor can see the origin of this leg method, or because Ji Mingtian practiced, there are too many times he dangles in front of his eyes.

Otherwise, once or twice, let alone him, the charter couple can't see it.

"What twelve-way springing legs?" Ji Ming's face was confused.

At this time, he was already more than ten years old, because he had published some articles in the newspaper and had a meager manuscript fee, he could practice martial arts for a long time without working. But that's all, he doesn't have much money left, not to mention looking for a famous teacher for guidance, how to survive out of the pig cage village is a problem.

Therefore, he has never become a real person in the rivers and lakes, nor has he been exposed to real martial arts.

"You don't know what you're practicing?" The tailor was stunned.

"This is the leg part of my self-created martial arts 'The Strongest and Invincible Great Zhou Tian Divine Skill in the Star Universe', what's wrong?" Ji Ming is still a child after all, and said innocently.

Tailor: "......"

"It's similar, it seems that the twelve-way bullet leg is really lost." The tailor shook his head, took out a copy of the boxing technique, and gave it to Ji Ming.

Of course, it is not his housekeeping skill Iron Wire Fist, but an ordinary boxing method he created based on Iron Wire Fist.

"Although this boxing technique is not good, you can become a master if you practice it to the depths, as for whether it is third-rate or second-rate, it depends on your own talent." Said the tailor. In this regard, Ji Ming's eyes lit up and said, "Can I borrow it from my 'Star Universe's Strongest and Invincible Great Zhou Heavenly Divine Skill'?" ”

At this time, he was just a child after all, and he didn't understand anything.

Fortunately, the tailor didn't care at all and smiled and said, "Yes." ”

So, after a plausible leg spring, Ji Ming learned a weakened version of the iron fist.

"My name is Sauce Explosion, and I'm also a martial arts person, let's practice together, okay?" A silly boy said.

In this regard, Ji Ming was speechless and said: "No, no, my martial arts can't be seen by you, otherwise it won't be a unique skill!" ”

After another two years, a new person was added to the pig cage village, and a master came to make breakfast.

Maybe it was because of a coincidence, or maybe it was fate in the dark, Ji Ming got an incomplete set of Wulang gossip sticks from him. As a result, his "Strongest and Invincible Great Zhou Heavenly Divine Skill in the Star Universe" has one more weapon kung fu in addition to his fists and feet, although it is just as shallow and unsophisticated.

But he thinks that it is a peerless martial art, and he has insisted on practicing for ten years and has never slackened.

"This kid, shouldn't he be stupid in practice?" The charter man said to the charter wife.

"He's not stupid, he's just too naïve." The charter woman sighed.

At this time, nine and a half years have passed since Ji Ming came to the pig cage village, and it is not far from the ten-year appointment of Huashan to discuss the sword.

"You wait, I've called someone, buy a coffin!" At this time, Ah Xing threw out a "cloud-piercing arrow" and blew up the hat of the second leader of the axe.

(End of chapter)