"There is no shortcut to martial arts, kung fu - it is honed by one move and one style!"

In the early morning of winter, the cold wind gusted, blowing the willow leaves outside the martial arts hall.

Meng Ke struggled to raise the stone lock in his hand, and jogged hard against the cold wind amid the surprised eyes of passers-by.

This is what he asked for himself.

I am already much worse than my peers, and if I don't catch up, I will definitely be trampled on as a traverser in the future.

Think of Shi Ritian, who broke the limits of the human body at the age of seven and shook 100,000 catties of huge strength with one arm.

Let's take a look at Xiao Huohuo, who entered the fight at the age of eleven, and the third brother who is level 29 at the age of twelve......

In comparison, I am really inferior.

"Senior brother, practice can't be achieved overnight, pay attention to your body, don't hurt your foundation! If you can't, you'll rest! ”

Behind him, Senior Brother Xu said breathlessly carrying two larger stone locks.

I have to say that this Senior Brother Xu is still very competent.

The yellow-faced senior brother handed over Meng Ke to him to be responsible, and today he saw that Meng Ke insisted on running in the morning with the stone lock, so he kindly followed.

is completely worthy of Meng Ke's title of 'senior brother'.

In the face of the admonition, Meng Ke nodded and continued to run forward, Senior Brother Xu was worried and hurried, for fear that Meng Ke would fall and break his hand, so he could only pant and follow.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been jogging, anyway, Senior Brother Xu had already exhausted his strength, and Meng was still barely able to spare a little bit of strength because of his talent for diligence and being able to make up for his clumsiness.

"Senior Brother Xu has had breakfast?"

Meng Ke slowly stopped, looking at the morning market by the river, fragrant flatbread fritters and noodle soup, and swallowed his saliva uncontrollably.

Practicing martial arts is to train your appetite, even if you drink a few bowls of porridge in the Zhou Mansion, this exercise will be completely digested.

"Hmm...... Ate ......"

Senior Brother Xu was no better, put down the stone lock in his hand, and swallowed his saliva while wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Let's go, let's eat, I'm here for a treat."

Meng (rice bucket) couldn't wait, and after shouting, he ran to the riverside morning market with two stone locks.

"Hey! Brother, wait for me! ”

Senior Brother Xu looked at Meng Ke, who had burst out of potential and was peerless, slapped his forehead, and hurriedly chased after him with a bitter face.

"Senior brother, you run slower!"

Meng Ke heard this, but he didn't have the slightest intention of slowing down, but ran faster and faster.

Physical? What is that? Can it fill your stomach?

"Those two are fools, aren't they? Running around with a stone lock? ”

"Hahahaha, maybe the thieves in the prison came out with shackles to let it out."

The teasing voice was very loud, but Meng Ke had always not cared about the eyes of others, so he threw the stone lock directly on the shore, jumped onto the boat, and shouted at the shopkeeper in the cabin: "Come on...... Four bowls of porridge with minced meat, eight flatbreads! ”

"These two thieves are still a rice bucket! Hahaha! ”

The sarcasm of the duck's voice sounded again,

This time, though, it was not just ridicule, but also contempt and contempt.

Meng Ke didn't bother to pay attention to them, just glanced lightly, and saw that it was three coolies in dark linen clothes, so he thought they were just talking.

I really don't know why they are embarrassed to laugh at others because they are also from poor backgrounds.

Meng Ke shook his head and sat down at the dinner table on the shore by himself.

"Damn, do you dare to stare at our third brother? I'll gouge out my eyeballs for you! ”

The leading man among the three slammed the table, stood up angrily and pointed at Meng Ke and scolded.

'What the hell, nothing to do?' (Black Question Mark Face) ??? ’

Meng Ke frowned slightly, speechless, but he didn't pay attention to the other party.

"You thief! Are you deaf or dumb? ”

Seeing Meng Ke's ignorant expression, the three of them suddenly became angry.

A middle-aged man dressed in coarse linen clothes with a stubble on his face grabbed the chopsticks on the table and smashed them at Meng Ke.

"Bump!"

With a crisp sound, the chopstick barrel was smashed away by Meng Ke's fist.

"You ......"

Although I don't like to cause trouble, it doesn't mean that I let the other party bully.

Meng Ke was just about to stand up and reason with the other party, but a huge force suddenly came from his shoulder, pressing him back to his seat.

"Huh? Senior Brother Xu? ”

Meng Ke turned his head to see that the exhausted Senior Brother Xu had just arrived.

"They're from the Cao Gang! Don't do it, I'll take care of it. ”

Senior Brother Xu patted Meng Ke on the shoulder, then stood up, walked to the plank, and said in a cold voice: "Three good men, I don't know where my junior brother offended you?" Or maybe our 'Xingyi Gym' is getting in the way of you? ”

"Xingyi Gym?"

Hearing this, the three of them changed their expressions and looked at each other.

"Huh? If I don't tell me why, I'll report to Master and ask Master to talk to you!" ”

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!"

The three of them confessed, apologized one after another, and settled the account for Meng Ke before leaving.

Looking at the backs of the three of them leaving in embarrassment, Meng Ke was still confused.

It's not right!

Shouldn't it be the other party's ridicule, and then teach a lesson yourself, pretending to be forced to slap your face?

Got the wrong script?

"What is the little junior brother thinking?"

Senior Brother Xu sat on the stool and looked at the three of them according to Meng Kede's line of sight, and his heart was clear.

"I can't figure out why they're bothering you?"

"Hmmm......"

Meng Ke replied vaguely.

"Cao Gang, you know what?"

Senior Brother Xu felt that since he accepted the other party's 'senior brother', he should teach this little junior brother what the rivers and lakes are, so as not to be in the future

Being bullied when you're out and about.

"I've heard it, but I don't know much about it."

Meng Ke blinked.

"The Cao Gang is a gang that is responsible for Cao Yun. Now that it is winter, the river is frozen, and the transportation has stopped, and these coolie sellers have no money, so they rely on this method to blackmail, or extort, or coerce some money. The Cao Gang is powerful, the gang is all over the south of the Yangtze River, and all of them are young and strong, and ordinary people don't dare to offend the Cao Gang for some money. ”

Meng Ke suddenly realized that the Cao Gang has no work to do now, so it has transformed from a logistics team to HSH.

As soon as he said that, he understood.

Think of Hongxing, Dongxing, and think of the porcelain party of later generations.

Isn't that like, 'Look at me?' Do you want to fight? Come on, come on, cut it! And 'Oops, you hit me?' There is no one who can't get up! What, you don't give money? I posted it on the Internet, cyberbullying you! 'Are these routines?'

"Runtu, when you go out in the future, unless you are facing bandits, don't do it easily."

Senior Brother Xu patted Meng Ke on the shoulder, and taught earnestly: "If you win, you have to lose money, and the official has to arrest you."

"If you lose, Doctor Wu from the Rejuvenation Hall is waiting for you."

Hearing this, Meng Ke felt a little familiar.

Win and go to jail, lose and be hospitalized?

In modern times, I am not allowed to beat people with my own hands, and I can understand the rule of law.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, I learned martial arts, but still didn't let me do it?

Didn't I come for nothing?