Lu Wenhao saw that his 'good deed' of borrowing money was disturbed, and said with a dry smile: "I remember that the cost of learning swords from Aunt Liang is only 2 silver coins a month.

The white crow lent me 1 gold coin, so I can't delay anything. ”

"But he still has to buy a sword weapon for actual combat, and if he wants to study harder, he will need special guidance from his aunt, all of which will cost money. Shanshuo said with a straight face.

"The Raven is a front-line soldier of the Night's Watch, and his weapon can be used to report to the headquarters leader. Lu Wenhao said without concessions: "And if Aunt Liang really wants to give him special counseling, it is a separate expense, and he can also apply to pay with public money." ”

Hearing this, Shanshuo felt that there was no longer an excuse to stop it, so he simply asked bluntly: "Captain, you like the custom shop so much, do you have to throw the money there?"

"Why do I like custom shops," Lu Wenhao lowered his voice and said seriously: "How many times have I told you, Xiaobai, this is social life, do you understand social life."

As your squad leader, I have to socialize with other squad leaders, squadron leaders, and group leaders in the branch office, so as to ensure that we will not be isolated on the battlefield and will not wear small shoes..."

Hearing this, Shanshuo interjected with a face full of disbelief: "Go to the custom shop to find a young lady to sing, drink, and have something to do with the battlefield, are you stupid or am I stupid." ”

When the words landed, I heard Lu Wenhao say in a deep voice: "Of course you are stupid, believe me, I spend all day drinking for the good of our team." ”

After that, he stopped talking nonsense, his figure flashed past Shanshuo, grabbed the gold coin that Zhang Jiao pinched between his fingers, waved his hand and said, "You guys practice swords, I'm going to live in society." ”

rushed all the way up the main street, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only Zhang Jiao and Shanshuo dumbfounded, looking at each other.

After staring at each other for a while, Shanshuo suddenly said: "Although our captain is an old rascal who likes to go to the custom shop to find girls, he is very responsible for the team and is a good captain. ”

The reason why Zhang Jiao joined the night watchman was actually just to have a place to live temporarily, to slowly understand the changes in Nanyang in the past 20 years and the current general trend of the world, and then to formulate a long-term plan according to the situation.

So although he felt that Lu Wenhao and Shanshuo seemed to have a story that they didn't know, they didn't care at all, and said dryly: "Ah, yes, I can actually see it, haha, I can see it."

That little white, it's not early, let's hurry to your aunt's martial arts hall.

I'd like to learn at least one and a half moves today. ”

"Okay, follow me. Shanshuo nodded, led Zhang Jiao out of the small square in front of the branch, onto the main road, and blended into the flow of people shuttling back and forth.

After more than a while, Xiangbei entered the hottest days of the year.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, the sun finally set slowly, and the street was dimly lit.

On the 2nd floor of the Lu family's small building, Zhang Jiao, who was sensing the situation in the fantasy world with his eyes closed, heard a 'bang' from downstairs.

A carp stood up from the bed and leaned towards the window, looked out, saw Lu Wenhao's hurried footsteps, and muttered to himself: "It's really persistent, I have to go out to drink a flower wine 100% of the time, and I won't get out of the line of fire if I am slightly injured, terrible, terrible." ”

jumped out of bed and slipped out of Lu's house on the road.

Just the day before yesterday, the only 7-level fantasy seed Hongjun Ancestor in the Divine Relic finally evolved a supernatural power and copied it on his physical body.

Its attributes are related to the 'space' in the most mysterious and powerful time and space attributes among the transcendent powers recognized by all souls.

The manifestation is that it can silently throw an invisible positioning anchor around the body and lock this space.

After that, no matter where you go and how far away you are from where the anchor is, you can teleport back there.

Of course, the number of positioning anchors is limited, and with Zhang Jiao's own level 6 extraordinary power, he can set a total of 3 anchor points, but even this is enough to make his whereabouts erratic.

Last night he was going to patrol, but Lu Wenhao didn't go out to be chic, so Zhang Jiao didn't act.

By the end of today, he finally had a whole night to toss, and he rushed from Xiangbei District 5 to District 7 without delay.

An avenue separates the two worlds from each other, and when you enter the lower district, there are no street lights on both sides of the street.

The dim starlight sprinkled on the buildings covered with strange graffiti, giving people an inexplicable horror and depression.

Although it was night, there were still many pedestrians on the street, and the black lights did not know what was happening.

Occasionally, there will be one or two large tin barrels on the side of the road, which used to transport crude oil.

The barrel was lit on fire, and the surrounding area was full of decadent people who were drinking, smoking, and **.

From time to time, someone howled like a wild beast.

When Zhang Jiao passed by an iron bucket, he saw the fire, and suddenly thought to himself, wondering where these poor creatures in the lower area got the fuel to ignite the fire.

At this time, a thin and skinny teenager more than 10 meters away seemed to have a D addiction, yawning, shedding tears, and trembling towards the calf full of needles, injecting a shot of turbid liquid.

In less than a second, he fell to the ground and convulsed violently.

None of the people around him helped him, they all did what they had to do.

When the boy stopped moving, he was stripped naked, lifted up, and thrown into the bucket.

Zhang Jiao can also be regarded as an experienced and well-informed master, but when he saw this scene, he still felt that the cold hairs on his back stood up.

Looking at the blurred, numb or excited faces reflected in the firelight around the tin bucket, I silently thought in my heart: "These guys are no longer 'people'. ”

At this time, some people in the firelight also noticed Zhang Jiao who stopped and watched.

It was a big taboo to look at the bustle in the lower city, especially since the clothes he was wearing, although not very luxurious, were clean and obviously ironed, and looked very fitting.

A woman who was still flushed with blush on her cheeks and still had the charm of a milf suddenly beckoned, "Little brother, do you want to be cool."

My sister is unlocked in all postures, and she can make people ascend to heaven. ”

After this sentence, the eyes of many people around him flashed with inexplicable greed, and they floated towards Zhang Jiao intentionally or unintentionally, like a wild dog making judgments.

Zhang Jiao only smiled faintly, strolled forward, and said softly to the woman's voice that still had charm: "Actually, I also have the ability to make people ascend to heaven, do you want to try it?"

"Okay. The woman bit her lip and said.

When the words landed, I felt relaxed all over my body, as if I had returned to the ballet stage, dancing the protagonist of "Swan Lake", as if I was about to fly.

A genuinely happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he opened his mouth and stopped breathing.

The head fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of Zhang Jiao with a grunt.