"Haha, the little brother is smart and has a great appetite for me." After Liang Cheng snorted for a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "The reason why the black market boxing stadium is called the black market is, of course, illegal. Black market boxing is almost 'unlimited fighting', and although it is mainly boxing, there are also many competitions with swords and swords. ”

"In addition to not using thermal weapons, concealed weapons, poisoning, etc., the contestants can hit their opponents in any way, and ...... Life or death. He lowered his voice for the last four words, leaned his head over, and whispered in Yingtian's ear.

Liang Cheng glanced at Miaofu and grinned and continued: "You know, the more cruel the way, the more encouraged. Because of this, black market boxing can mobilize and satisfy everyone's desire for excitement. Little brother, it's bad for others, not for you. ”

Seeing that Yingtian remained silent and had no intention of speaking, Liang Cheng glanced at Miaofu again and whispered: "Don't worry, you only participate in the fifth or sixth level competition, that is, the event below the innate martial artist, do you have the guts to go?" ”

Miao Fu listened to it from beginning to end. She clasped her eldest brother's left hand with both hands and said anxiously, "Brother, don't listen to what he says, don't participate." ”

Yingtian thought about it for a while, and then made a decision. He calmly said to Liang Cheng: "Let me think about it for a few days." ”

"Good! Little brother, I'll wait for you to reply. We don't care about our age, you can just call me Brother Cheng in the future. Here's my business card, you take it. Call me when you've thought about it, and I'll pick you up personally! Liang Cheng always looked at Yingtian with a smile on his face, and handed him a beautiful pink business card.

At this time, Ah Qiang also weighed the waste items of the two siblings, and cringed and took a handful of change and handed it to Yingtian.

Yingtian nodded slightly, didn't count the amount, and put the money directly into his pocket. He raised his hand and waved at Liang Cheng and beckoned, "Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Miaofu and turned away.

At this time, Ah Sheng and the three of them gathered around Liang Cheng, looking at the backs of the Yingtian brothers and sisters in the distance, and their hearts felt as if they had overturned the five-flavor bottle, which was quite unpleasant.

Liang Cheng put his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "If you have this cash cow, what waste will you collect in the future." ”

Xiao Zhu and Ah Qiang immediately nodded and said, "Brother Cheng is still thoughtful, as long as this kid can make money, it doesn't matter if he is dead or alive." ”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Liang Cheng's eyes, thinking that last time because this kid failed to complete the task of the head of the family, but was punished to buy scrap, he was full of resentment, and his heart was very unwilling.

On the winding path of Lower Tang Bay, Yingtian promised Miao Fu several times that he would not fight black boxing, and tried his best to convince Fu Er to believe him.

Miaofu was always skeptical, and her mouth was cocked. She stretched out her little hand and said playfully: "Brother, it's useless for you to say so much, you can take out the things he gave just now and tear them up." ”

Yingtian was secretly happy, he had memorized the phone number on the business card, but the little sister didn't notice it.

He pretended to be helpless, took out his business card from his pocket, handed it to Miaofu and said, "Fu'er, take it!" Believe me, right? ”

"That's pretty much it." Miao Fu grinned, snatched her business card, and ran forward in a bouncing manner. At the same time, she tore up the business card with three strokes and five divisions, and threw it into the air, screaming "wow", dancing with joy as if she had won.

Yingtian looked at the little sister with satisfaction, and laughed happily. He followed behind Fu'er, thinking about the Black Market Fist in his heart.

My father had repeatedly told them not to easily reveal the identity of the warriors, and he also emphasized that Yingtian should learn to hide his strength, and not show his ability to fight beyond the level as a last resort.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. What's more, now, the murderer of my father and the enemy hiding in the shadows do not know where. If these people know the details, not only themselves, but also their families will suffer.

Their father's teachings and school education taught them to "hide their clumsiness, and bend to the end." ”

For this, Yingtian does not fully agree. For the safety and happiness of his relatives, he is fearless in anyone and everything, and can take risks to defend to the death; The enemy will not hide clumsy, do not restrain the edge, dare to show the sword, even if it falls, it will become a mountain and a ridge!

Now, although Yingtian has already made a decision, in order not to worry his family, he is ready to think about the black market boxing after some time.

These days, in order to be able to play black boxing in the future, Yingtian has been practicing hard to enhance his strength in addition to studying.

Now, Yingtian obviously felt that the fighting qi of Xia Dantian was gathering and precipitating more and more, and it seemed to be more condensed.

Although there was no obvious progress in cultivating the "Sun Lan Moon Heart Formula" and the "Astrological Heavenly Burning Ceremony", he vaguely had some insights. These two exercises are indeed difficult to gnaw, and they can be cultivated step by step.

Yingtian knew that if he could improve a little, he could make earth-shaking changes in his cultivation and physical body, so he was not in a hurry.

And the first three moves of "Hongling Sword Technique", Yingtian has been able to integrate and sway freely. According to his current level of cultivation, it is quite difficult to achieve such results.

After the previous two battles, Yingtian clearly felt his own shortcomings. Relying only on a single sword move to fight against others, when facing a stronger opponent, you will feel that your strength is not enough, and it will be difficult to win.

Now, he urgently needs to have a fist or palm technique, as well as a body shape and footwork martial arts to practice.

The day is in late autumn, and the grain is in ten thousand buckets.

Autumn was supposed to be the season of golden harvest, but the leaves of the family Weng Lin had turned yellow, drifting around in the bleak autumn wind.

Layers of yellow dead branches and leaves covered his father's mound of clothes, and as soon as Yingtian came home, he saw his mother leaning over, holding a broom and cleaning beside the mound with difficulty.

Recently, Yingtian feels that her mother is often tired and tired, becoming more and more silent, and from time to time she looks dazed and mutters to herself.

Yingtian is very heartbroken, and her mother will collapse if she continues like this. Although the three siblings often accompanied their mother to talk heart-to-heart, it had little effect. He was very distressed, and his father's affairs still did not have any eyebrows, and he did not know how to investigate.

Yingtian thought that almost every day, he was at home and school. If this continues, there is no hope of getting information about the father.

Since his father was no longer there, except for Tang Feifei who occasionally came to their house to ask about the situation, the other villagers never came to the house again. The people of Xia Tangwan seemed to be worried or afraid of something, and they deliberately avoided the Chunhe family.

Yingtian first felt the warmth and coldness of the world at a young age, but he didn't care too much. It's just that others have their own difficulties, and they have to rely on themselves in the end.

He decided that he had to get out there as soon as possible and go for black boxing! In this way, you can not only earn more money for the family, but also contact people from all walks of life and at different levels, and get more information channels to inquire about your father's affairs.

On the way home from school that day, Yingtian contacted Liang Cheng in a public phone booth and told him that he could only play black boxing on weekends.

Of course, Liang Cheng was happy to see him, and kept saying that he would personally drive to pick him up at home. Yingtian naturally didn't agree, and only asked him to wait on the side of the road in Baita from afar. After all, he didn't know Liang Cheng, and he was worried that his family would know about his black boxing.

Time is like water, and the sun and the moon are like it. In the blink of an eye, it's Saturday.

On the side of the road in Baita, Liang Cheng greeted Yingtian with a smile on his face and got into the van. The master who drove the car was Ah Sheng, who Yingtian had fought with last time.

Ten minutes later, the car drove across the Baita Bridge across the Lingjiang River and drove along Binjiang Avenue towards Guocheng City.