Su Zimu's pace was firm, but he didn't go far before he was deflated.

It's only a few steps, and it's turned all!

And this place is full of weirdness, it's not dark yet, the streets are clean, and you can't even see a ghost!

The street in front of me is at least five meters wide, a water of bluestone paving, the shops on the street are next to each other, no matter how you look at it is a prosperous place, but at this time the shops on the street are all closed, I don't know whether the lamp oil is too expensive to afford, or the door panel is closed very tightly, and there is no leakage at all.

A gust of night wind blew, and the fallen leaves were scattered all over the ground, and the desolation was gone.

Accustomed to the light pollution of the modern city, this kind of dark place is really a bit unbearable, and I always feel that there is something in the dark corner.

Forget it, isn't it just a little darker and a little desolate? Sensei scare his sister's self!

Thinking about it like this, it was really much better, Su Zimu sat on the stone on the side of the street, hugged his backpack and rubbed his temples.

This old saying is so good, there is money to go all over the world, no money is difficult to move an inch, the worst thing at the moment is that the pocket is cleaner than the face, neither can you hit the tip and can not live in the store, you can't find a broken bowl to squat in the corner to ask for food, right?

You have to have a bowl first, don't you?

With his thoughts flipped, Su Zimu went through the means of making money in the novel, but it was either too complicated or the capital, and he was stunned to find one that suited him.

Poor Su Da anchor was depressed on the spot.

Others are like sleeping with the goddess of fate, everything is smooth sailing, why do you come to me as if you have just slept with the goddess of bad luck, why are you so pinched?

Premature life!

Crossing, crossing, why is it so difficult?

But when I think about it again, it's all here, what's the use of feeling sorry for yourself? Regardless of the crossing or some other adversity, first of all, you have to straighten your mentality, thinking that you are the son of the plane after crossing over, and you are full of killing beauties from all over the world, is it realistic?

This is a living, flesh-and-blood world, not a day-covered dream!

Isn't it just a little harder to start? It's not a big deal, find an inn or restaurant for a while, with your own cooking skills, how can you not be a chef?

……

Su Zimu's cooking skills are average, but as a citizen of the big foodie empire, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a broad vision and is well-informed, and he still can't catch a few natives?

Yes, that's it!

Thinking of a way out, the haze in his heart disappeared, and Su Zimu patted his ass and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps in the distance, and seven or eight figures were dangling in the dim street.

A vicious voice came: "The fat sheep is here!" ”

Before the words fell, a group of scoundrels had already come to the front, all of them raised their eyebrows and blew their noses and glared, and surrounded Su Zimu without saying a word.

Ni Mei!

This is not a good person at first glance!

Also fat sheep, bright in broad daylight...... Cough, the black light is blind, the moon is dark, the wind is high, it's really a good day to rob the house.

Su Zimu's heart beat wildly, and he suddenly realized that this was not a modern world famous for its safety, but an unknown, primitive, backward, and ignorant otherworld!

He grew so big, he really had never seen such a scene, and he couldn't help but feel flustered and trembling in his liver.

Why am I so unlucky?

He hurriedly stood up: "A good man, penniless under his body, and a thin sheep is not a ......"

The big man at the head was tall and strong, and a scar split the horizontal flesh of his face in half, lying on his face like a centipede: "What do you say about your mother, give me a beating!" ”

With whom are you poor? Did Lao Tzu send you those bad money?

A group of strong men rushed up and fought, and the raindrops of fists and feet greeted Su Zimu vigorously, and there were a few who really couldn't squeeze in, waving flags and shouting on the side.

it!

What kind of world is this?

Su Zimu squatted down with his head in his hands, letting his fists and feet fall on his body.

He hasn't fought since he was a child, and now he is fighting alone, and he doesn't know how to fight back at all, so he relies on instinctive reactions to support.

Is there a lot of pressure?

At the critical moment, Su Zimu pinned all his hopes on the light ball on his brow, and there was only one thought in his mind: You move, you move!

But no matter how eager he was, the light group just didn't move, so angry that he gritted his teeth: When he shouldn't move, he moved blindly, causing Lao Tzu to be driven out, and when he should move, you and his mother didn't move, causing Lao Tzu to be beaten, what kind of hatred and resentment?

Huh?

Su Zimu suddenly found that something was wrong, after receiving so many punches and kicks, why didn't his body hurt?

Looking up suspiciously, he just slammed the hammer of the eye, and hit the left eye impartially.

Su Zimu's head tilted suddenly, but the strength of this punch ^ was pitifully small!

That's not right!

He suddenly stood up and faced the oncoming punches and kicks.

It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it still doesn't hurt!

Su Zimule is broken, he can't fucking break it, Lao Tzu is still afraid of a kidney? As for why the skin is so thick...... Whatever, let's solve the trouble in front of us first!

Ha!

Su Zimu exhaled and opened his voice, neatly posing the starting style of military body boxing.

Several strong men were stunned, exchanged a look, and immediately took out to eat. Milk, constipation, and the strength of the cave room are another round of full output.

Su Zimu didn't know how to defend at all, let alone how to fight back, so he pulled it casually according to the routine in his memory, and he didn't know which unlucky guy's arm he caught, pulled over a horizontal elbow, and smashed the opponent's chest firmly.

With a crisp click, broken bones and tendons, the man screamed and flew upside down three meters, and after landing on the ground, he rolled over and down, slamming into the wall across the street.

The eyes of a group of people on the margins of society followed in unison, stared at them with wide eyes for a while, and then turned back in unison, staring at Su Zimu.

The little white face is so violent?

Su Zimu is also a little stunned, this is what I played? The eight-pole master in the movie is also at this level, right?

In my previous life, I lived in an era when I could get on the news when I fought on the street, and now this scene is a bit exciting!

The pranksters are used to being domineering, they haven't suffered such a big loss, and they have the heart to teach the little white face a lesson, but they seem to have taken root under their feet, and they can't get out.

Su Zimu grinned: Tremble, scumbags!

Rushing forward to raise his leg to his knees, he slammed one into the air, rounded his arms and snapped twice and knocked down the two, and the rest of the scoundrels took a step back neatly, all shocked and frightened.

There were only seven or eight accomplices in total, and half of the work fell in the blink of an eye!

Don't look at Su Zimu's posture is not very good, but the military body fist seems to be nothing, in fact, it is either to cut the neck or hit the ribs, and the moves are all aimed at the key points, but whenever you bump into it, losing combat effectiveness is the most basic.

This group of scoundrels looked at their companions who fell to the ground and wailed, and then looked at Su Zimu, who was in full posture, the vicious expression had not subsided, and the horror had already sprung up, and the two expressions were entangled, and their facial features were distorted.

Who is this little white face a fat sheep? Demon beast, this is!