For three consecutive days, Wang Qing basically stayed in his residence and cultivated frantically.

During the period, I went out to eat once and met Zhou Xiaoxiao once.

"Wang Qing, where have you been these days?" Zhou Xiaoxiao has been thinking about it day and night these days, looking forward to meeting Wang Qing and connecting the fate that is not yet finished.

But she waited left and right, looking forward to it, but she didn't see Wang Qing go out. She was a little skeptical that Wang Qing was a super otaku.

If you don't go out of such a door, aren't you afraid of stuffiness? The air outside is so good, even if it's for a walk.

Several times, I couldn't help but want to knock on Wang Qing's door to see what this guy was doing hiding in the house all day long.

hesitated, and had this impulsive idea several times, but in the end he still failed to muster up the courage completely.

Mainly these days, she actually came back late.

The reason why she knew that Wang Qing basically stayed at home was because of the blessing of the landlord, Aunt Liu.

"It's just a little fun to study at home, nothing." Wang Qing was a little embarrassed.

Let's tell the truth, Zhou Xiaoxiao is afraid that he won't believe it.

Besides, if you can cultivate the true Dao, the less people know about it, the better. Otherwise, if someone catches it and uses it as a guinea pig to slice and study, it will be over.

He doesn't think that his current strength can no longer scruple about anything.

As far as he knew, there were still many hidden martial arts cultivation sects in Huaxia today. In case you meet an unbeatable master, there is no place to cry.

Honest and hard work in cultivation is the right thing.

Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about the money for food and clothing at present, and as for buying medicinal materials to refine them into pills and speed up his cultivation progress, it seems that the funds are not enough.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, which is Wang Qing's current situation.

The chance encounter with Zhou Xiaoxiao did not make much waves in Wang Qing's cultivation life. He is not a fool, so he can naturally see that Zhou Xiaoxiao has a good impression of him.

But the time for cultivation is not enough, how can there be extra time to fall in love.

He is a person who cultivates the truth, and now his lifespan in the refining period has reached three hundred years old, which is more than three times that of ordinary people.

Wang Qing doesn't want to watch his beloved grow old in front of him in the future, and he has no way to do anything.

What's more, once you accept someone and don't have much time to spend with them, isn't that harmful?

According to the information he received from the inheritance of the Heaven-Breaking Sword God, he would also have the opportunity to break through the interface and fly to another more advanced plane in the future.

At that time, what should be done with the mundane fate left behind?

Instead of asking for troubles, it is better to break when you are decided.

Shaking his head, Wang Qing didn't think too much about it. It's not early, so let's go to Dongmen Street for a supper first. I've been practicing all day, and my stomach is already hungry.

It's still an old place, a barbecue shop in Rongjiang. Under the warm hospitality of the proprietress , Wang Qing was full of food and drink, full of refreshment.

Then say goodbye to the beautiful proprietress and go home.

On the way, I never thought that an unexpected accident happened.

As soon as he walked into the deep and lonely Lotus Lane from Dongmen Street, Wang Qing was surrounded by more than a dozen yellow-haired gangsters who came towards him.

These dozen or so yellow-haired gangsters, either holding machetes or steel rods in their hands, surrounded Wang Qingtuan in the middle, and their eyes were not good.

"Robbery, hand over everything of value. Money in WeChat, direct transfer. "A yellow hair, who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, had a fierce look on his face, and kept urging.

Looking at his appearance, he should be the leader of this group.

He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, cut out the QR code, and his movements were extremely skillful.

"Are you sure you want to rob?" Wang Qing looked at the group of yellow hairs surrounding him with a smile.

It's really a dog, and going out for a supper can also encounter this rare thing.

After pondering for a while, Wang Qing soon had a guess.

"What nonsense, believe it or not, your mother doesn't know you." A little kid who is only thirteen or fourteen years old, not very old, but his temper is not small.

However, it is only thunder and rain, and the mouth is enjoyable, but the actual action is zero.

These yellow hairs, I'm afraid the robbery is just an excuse, and it's true that I want to repair him.

"Hehe, it's funny. By the way, don't forget to tell Long Jun when you go back, and enjoy the rest of the good time. Wang Qing was unmoved, and laughed to himself.

It was as if the person who was about to be besieged was not himself, but these yellow-haired thugs.

There are a lot of people Wang Qing has offended these days, including the Wang family, Director Huang, Qian Sheng, and Long Jun.

With the ability of the Wang family, if you want to deal with him, you won't look for these cats and dogs who have no eggs.

He was in the ancestral hall of the Wang family before, but he single-handedly put down dozens of bodyguards.

These yellow-haired boys, if nothing else, I'm afraid that even the bodyguards he put down can be easily cleaned up.

As for Director Huang of Hospital X, he should not have been found out where he lived. After all, the time is too short, and Director Huang is not a big idler.

When you work in the hospital, once you get busy, your braincase will smoke, not to mention that Director Huang is also the chief physician of the brain department, so he can't spare too much time.

With Director Huang's ability and influence, the person who was called to deal with Wang Qing would obviously not be at the level of a yellow-haired gangster.

The left, the biggest possibility, is Wu Yue's scumbag ex-husband Long Jun.

It seems that the back hand he left behind has not played a role, and this guy Long Jun is really capable of jumping. But there are only a few days left, and the good days of the Dragon Army are coming to an end.

What Wang Qing didn't know was that he had a high opinion of Long Jun.

These yellow hairs were indeed picked up by the Long Army, but at this moment, the Long Army was lying on his own wooden bed, his limbs were tossing and turning in pain, and his whole body was in a cold sweat.

He originally wanted to see with his own eyes how Wang Qing was repaired into waste, but he didn't think that he was about to become a waste first.

Wang Qing's next shining debut, he probably won't have a chance to appreciate it in his life.

Without further ado, let's get down to business.

Wang Qing sorted out his clues, didn't say a word, and went straight to work.

Wang Qing used his hands and feet at the same time, only to see the figure flickering back and forth, and in less than half a minute, more than a dozen yellow-haired boys were all lying on the ground obediently.

These little yellow hairs who have just entered the rivers and lakes, where have they seen such a powerful lightning operation, and they directly shocked their jaws one by one.

In fact, their jaws were not shocked, but were knocked off by Wang Qing.

Wang Qing's movements are simply smooth and natural. Before the little yellow hairs could turn their eyes, they were all flipped to the ground.

After finishing the fight, Wang Qing put on a handsome signature move. Then he turned around and walked away.

The machetes and steel rods in the hands of the little yellow hairs are still in their hands. It's just that they can't even speak now, and it has become a great luxury to move their fingers.

In this way, this group of yellow hairs, with an extremely shocked mood, watched Wang Qing's big Buddha go away.

An old man who occasionally passed by, his eyes were not very good, and he almost didn't step on these dozen humanoid mines.

After some fright, the old man saw the situation clearly, so he made a call to the police in a hurry, and then faltered, Shi Shiran left.

Later, the comrades of the secret service who cleaned up the mess effortlessly wiped out this group of little yellow-haired teenagers.

For catching a dozen little yellow hairs with no oil and water at once, they were not interested. They were more interested in the good citizen who had flipped these yellow-haired thugs to the ground.

How does this work?