"Skin training relies on medicinal power, and at the same time, it is necessary to be able to endure pain and endure hardships in order to stimulate the medicinal properties and play the purpose of strengthening the skin."

Yuan Cheng told Zhao Lin like this, and the truth is the same.

Slapping the hot iron sand with the palm of his hand, the iron sand bag beats the whole body, and the process is extremely painful.

However, Zhao Lin's physical strength is not what it used to be, and his heart is resolute in practicing martial arts, so he gritted his teeth and persevered.

After only one day of practice, the body was blue and purple, and the skin and flesh even fell off in many places, but the next day it quickly gave birth to new flesh.

In the past ten days, all the skin of his body has been replaced, and to his surprise, the new skin is lighter.

Especially the palms of his hands, which were faintly white, not the hands that he imagined that he had practiced iron sand palms were all black and thick colors.

Zhao Lin's height has grown a few centimeters, and he is already close to one meter eight, and his strength is still growing slowly and steadily.

Every time after eating, a new white mist will be born in the grid where the bear is located in the spirit beast diagram, and the white mist will be released, replenishing physical strength and breeding new strength.

Zhao Lin tried it when no one was paying attention, and he could easily lift the stone urn containing two iron locks.

The stone urn is 100 catties, and the iron lock is 200 catties, which together is 500 catties.

"If I'm not mistaken, this result has surpassed the 70kg world record in the clean and jerk in my previous life, and it has surpassed it a lot."

Zhao Lin felt that he had no opponent in the force realm alone, as long as he practiced his boxing skills, he would not be afraid of any opponent in actual combat.

"Senior brother, you see that I have free time every day in addition to practicing skin, can you teach me boxing?"

Yuan Cheng laughed when he heard it, "Okay, when others start to practice skin, they will die, since you have spare strength, of course there is no problem." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the open space, made a six-fold fist gesture, and said, "I'll teach you the boxing moves, you memorize them by rote first." ”

"Wait until one day I can name any move, you can use it without thinking, and I will disassemble each move and tell you."

Zhao Lin understands the truth: practice the routine first, and then learn and apply it.

……

"Brother, tomorrow I want to go into the city to sell goods, how about you?"

At dinner that night, his brother Zhao Shan mentioned to Zhao Lin what he had discussed before.

Zhao Shan has been home for a month, and he doesn't have to pretend to be sick anymore, he can go out for activities.

During this time, he kept weaving bamboo strips, and the yard was full of bamboo baskets and baskets, and there was almost nowhere to put his feet.

Zhao Lin said: "Okay, there is a grocery market in the west of the city, I have been to see it, and it is appropriate to set up a stall there." ”

Now the family only has an item, no input, and if my brother can make money from this, it will not be a small supplement.

The next day, the brothers came to the grocery market with bamboo products.

Zhao Lin found the master of the market and asked, the booth fee is three cents a day, and it only costs fifty wen per month.

He directly gave a month's rent, and then set up a stall with his brother and went to Liuhemen to practice martial arts.

In the evening, Zhao Lin returned to the grocery market and saw his brother sitting in an empty stall in a daze, and said with a smile: "Brother, the business is so good, it's all sold out?" ”

Zhao Shan looked embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Business is okay." ”

Zhao Lin looked at his expression, knew something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong?" Someone is bothering you? ”

Zhao Shan sighed and told what had happened.

It turned out that the things made by Zhao Shan were exquisite and easy to use, and the price was cheap, and seven or eight were sold in one morning.

In the afternoon, a group of men in black came to the market, collecting money from stall to stall.

Zhao Shan inquired with the stall next to him and found out that this group of people was from the White Horse Gang, and in addition to paying money to the government to do business here, he also had to get a protection fee for the White Horse Gang.

"How much is the protection fee?"

"It's the same as the booth fee, fifty cents." The vendor next to him replied.

Zhao Shan pondered that the more than ten cents he earned was not enough to pay the protection fee, and he was reluctant to hand it over, so he took advantage of the fact that the people from the White Horse Gang did not come to him, threw down the stall and slipped through the back door of the market.

When he saw the White Horse Gang from a distance, he cautiously returned to his stall and found that the things had been given to the family.

"You said that the gang that collects money is called the White Horse Gang, right?" Zhao Lin asked after listening.

"yes, I heard it's a big gang."

Zhao Shan looked at his younger brother with some concern, "Don't be hard with them, it's a big deal to give them the money tomorrow." I did the math, but I still have to make money. ”

Zhao Lin first shook his head, then nodded, "It's okay, I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

He had worked in the docks and had a good understanding of the distribution of power in the county.

Gangs are concentrated in the east and north cities, and the west and south cities belong to the areas where the government and sects are located.

Of course, even if it is a small gang, it is not something he can deal with alone.

However, he is now an apprentice of Liuhemen, and he can still do the thing of pulling the banner of Tiger Pila.

Although Yuan Chengcheng warned him when he entered the door, don't make trouble outside, and the sect will not interfere if something happens, but this practice uniform itself represents the identity of Liuhemen.

If the other party does not eat this set, then retreat tactically for the time being......

Liuhemen had a day off every five days, and the next day was just a day off, and Zhao Lin accompanied his brother to the grocery market again.

He didn't do anything, just waiting in front of the stall for the White Horse Gang to show up.

At noon, there was a rush of chickens and dogs jumping in the market, and a lean man with a goatee walked in with a group of men in black.

"Master Chen, I didn't come out of the stall the day before yesterday, and this month's protection fee will be made up to you......"

The goatee walked through each stall like a walk with his hands behind his back, and all those who had missed the protection fee before were accompanied by smiling faces to make up for them.

"May I ask if this is the tall foot of Liuhe Gate?"

Goatee saw Zhao Lin early in the morning, pretended not to see it, and asked in surprise when he came to the stall.

Zhao Lin said calmly: "I can't talk about Gaozu, I am indeed practicing martial arts in Liuhe Gate." ”

"And who is this?" Goatee glanced at Zhao Shan.

"It's my brother, I set up a stall here the day before yesterday, I didn't have the money to pay protection money, and everything was taken away." Zhao Lin said in a deep voice.

"Is there such a thing?"

Goatee looked at his subordinates "angrily" and asked, "You took the things away?" ”

The men looked at each other, and one of them said, "We saw people selling things in this stall from a distance, but when they came, they were gone, so they took the things." ”

"Bastard! How can you do such a thing and not return the things? The goatee said angrily.

"Stuff...... It's all divided. Said the subordinate just now.

"Oops, what then?" Goatehu said apologetically to Zhao Lin.

"yes, what should I do?"

Zhao Lin kicked the ball back with a calm expression.

It's not that he feels sorry for that thing, it's actually that these gang members are the most snobbish, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, and they must be tough to make them afraid, otherwise they will beat the snake with the stick.

"The subordinates have no measure, and they will compensate according to the price, okay?" Goatee immediately gave a compensation package.

"No, a few bamboo baskets aren't worth much." Zhao Shan interjected.

As if he hadn't heard, the goatee took out a string of copper coins from his bosom, "Some thoughts, please accept them." ”

Zhao Lin gave his brother a look, and Zhao Shan had the courage to accept it.