Chapter 442: Ordinary World

Under the scorching sun, Wang Ye took Wu Ya, Hu Ba, and Xiao Ye to appear outside the arch of the pigpen walled city. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This time they came a little earlier than the last time, and the children in the wasteland had not yet started to play.

There was a quiet and peaceful scene everywhere in the walled city, many plainly dressed people came and went in the simple bathroom, the faucet in the middle of the compound, Sauce Bang was washing his hair shirtless and half of his buttocks, and a large line of residents was waiting in line.

Two free-range pigs are nibbling on half-rotten watermelons in the yard, and the people come and go busy with the trivial things of life, simple and peaceful.

"The pigpen city. Wu Ya looked up at the huge arch and said curiously, "Is this what you said you want to humbly ask for advice?"

"That's right. Wang Ye nodded, looking at this ordinary and lively world: "Remember what I said, forget that you are a trialist, and try to integrate here." ā€

"What if the person on the other side comes to the door?" Wu Ya asked.

"There's no safer place in the world than here, and don't leave here until we've finished our studies. ā€

"The pig cage city is like a cloud, as for who you learn from, it is up to you to judge. Wang Ye said in a deep voice.

For a while, Wu Ya, Hu Ba, and Xiao Ye looked at this ordinary walled city at the same time, with curling smoke on the roof, uncles and aunts coming and going, no one noticed Wang Ye's arrival, or maybe people like them would come one or two from time to time. Although the people here have the same identity as the people in the movie, their appearance is not similar, after all, the movie is performed by actors, even if his creator has really come here, whether he can find the right person, Wang Ye has to test their eyesight.

Several people stared at the bustling walled compound for a moment, and Wu Ya was the first to speak.

"I'll just pick him. He pointed to an old-fashioned shop that read "Longtai No. Grain Oil White Rice."

In front of the grain and rice store, a dark-skinned man in dark green shoulders was carrying four large bags of rice.

"Is it okay, is it strong?" asked the man next to him.

"Yes!" replied the man, and when the man walked away, he saw him gently pick up the fifth bag of rice from his right foot to his shoulder, and walk away with him.

Wu Ya has observation glasses, and it is reasonable that he can find the 12th road Tan with strong coolies at a glance.

"The man looked okay. Xiao Ye continued.

I saw her snow-white slender finger pointing to a fried stall with a "porridge noodle container".

"Good eyesight. A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth.

Xiao Ya chose none other than the fried hawker Ah Ghost, who practiced the grandmaster-level Gorou gossip stick.

"But ......," Xiao Ye said, "It's only a little better than myself, and it's not enough to be my master." ā€

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, then took out a note from his arms with a smile: "Because of this, I think you can go to this place to have a look." ā€

Xiao Ye took the note, his face was slightly stunned, and he snorted coldly: "You dare to let me find anyone." ā€

"Only you can find it. Wang Ye said with a smile.

"I ...... I ......" Seeing that Wu Ya and Xiaoye had chosen people so quickly, Hu Ba panicked for a while, and he looked around, but when he looked around, he always felt that these people looked extremely ordinary, and he couldn't see who was asking for advice.

"How do you choose this, boss?" Hu Ba cried bitterly, "I don't think these people are powerful." ā€

"Nothing bad, are you sure?" Wang Ye looked at him with a smile, and Hu Ba had goosebumps all over his body.

"Boss, don't look at me like that......" Hu Ba cried bitterly: "If you have any instructions, just say, I panic when you look at me like this." ā€

"Since you can't choose, I'll help you choose one. Wang Ye said and pointed his finger to a tailor shop called "Daguan Dress".

"You said that sissy uncle who cut clothes?" Hu Ba was unhappy: "Just him?"

"If you don't accept it, you can try it, and if you win, you don't need to apprentice. "Wang Ye is as if nothing happened.

Hu Ba glanced at the uncle unconvinced, lightly "cut", and rushed into the tailor shop with burly steps.

Wang Ye lowered his head and counted lightly:

"One, two, three......"

As soon as he finished counting "three", he heard a "bang", and Hu Ba's fat body flew out of the tailor's shop and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

Wang Yeqiang walked over with a smile, looked at Hu Ba lying on the ground and asked, "How was the experience?"

"Ouch...... What the hell ......" Hu Ba clutched his sore ass and cried bitterly: "Where did that uncle get so much strength? ā€

"I can tell you that his strength is only 46, which is less than half of yours. Wang Ye smiled and said: "Some things can not be determined by looking at attributes, attributes are only a small part of strength, don't be confused by the data of the capital city." ā€

"Who the hell is that uncle?" asked Hu Ba rubbing his ass with a bitter face.

"Ah Sheng, the grandmaster of the Hong family's iron fist, ask him for advice, do you think it is enough now?" Wang Ye asked with a smile.

"Enough...... That's enough......" Hu Ba cried bitterly.

At this moment, Wang Ye smelled a burst of alcohol nearby, and a thin man in pajamas and unkempt hair walked over crookedly, he was holding a bottle of liquor in his hand, and his clothes were sloppy.

"Where are you, little girl?" asked the thin man with a red face and a grin, "Come and let my uncle check your body." ā€

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand in the direction of Xiao Ye.

"Look for death!" Xiao Ye had such a good temper, and immediately pulled out a dagger and slashed directly at the thin man's throat, and the cold blade flashed.

"Hey......" Wu Ya felt that Xiao Ye's hand was too heavy, and he was about to reach out to stop it, but he was held down by Wang Ye with a smile.

Looking at the thin man again, his body suddenly turned lightly to the side, as if he had inadvertently avoided Xiaoye's dagger, and the amplitude of his body movements was extremely small, no more, no less.

Xiao Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately stabbed horizontally again, but the man still tilted his head in a daze, and to put it mildly, he was just a fraction of a second away from the blade.

Xiao Ye immediately realized something, but she was surprised that she didn't feel anything about this person's kung fu just now. Wang Ye's eyes were also staring at the thin man at this time, but his two movements almost didn't even use his real skills, and the Eye of Truth couldn't see the specific ability.

But even if he guessed, Wang Ye had already guessed the identity of this person.

He lightly pressed Xiao Ye's dagger with one hand, and then motioned to Wu Ya with his eyes to win over their respective teachers. A few people dispersed and went to their respective masters.

At the same time, Wang Ye gently put his other arm around the thin man's neck, leaned over and whispered: "Brother, while the charter wife is not here, do you want to go out and make waves." ā€

"Huh?" the thin man snorted in the wine room, and his eyes suddenly lit up on his flushed face.

"What kind of wave?" asked the thin man with interest.

Wang Ye smiled and took out a handful of broken silver from his hand: "A new small red mansion has been opened on East Street, is my brother interested?"