But he said that the old master shouted: "Is there not a chivalrous person in the huge Taizhou City?!"

There were people around who were ashamed, some were indifferent, and some were disdainful, but those evil teenagers were sneering on the sidelines.

"Wu Na Lao'er, you are a foreigner, and you dare to talk nonsense in my Taizhou!"

"Even if I am a Taizhou person, I will only tell the locals what kind of thing you are!"

“......”

This old master is indeed not a native of Taizhou, but he has also lived in Taizhou for a long time, but after all, he is old, and his accent basically can't be changed, so that this group of evildoers can hear it at once.

The old master's face was flushed with anxiety, and he was so angry that he turned white.

The thief's face showed joy, as long as he crossed the corner and ran into the alley, he could get rid of the old man.

This is the rat has a rat path.

Looking at the old man's anxious white face, he didn't steal some valuables, and it seems that he is going to make a small fortune this time.

The thief also figured out that the bulk of the stolen goods would naturally not be his, but if the items were valuable enough, the "soup and water" he received would be enough for himself to enjoy for a while.

Seeing that the thief was getting closer and closer to the alley, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, but saw a thin black boy running towards him through the crowd.

What is this kid going to do?

As soon as the thought came to mind, I saw the young man leap high, his right knee propped up, and he pushed it fiercely.

Boom!

Many people around felt a sour nose, and subconsciously touched their noses, and the evil young men were also dumbfounded, and one of them muttered: "The kid is ruthless enough!"

This knee was right on the bridge of the thief's nose, the bridge of the nose was broken at that time, blood was pouring out, and the nose was crooked in half, but it seemed to open an oil sauce shop, and the salty, sour, and spicy hair rolled out.

The black and thin boy is naturally Du Wenxing.

This kid has been mixed on the street since he was a child, and he has never been in a fight, whether he is beating someone or being beaten, he has played with experience.

The most important thing in street fights is the word "ruthless", but it can't hurt people's lives, so Du Wenxing gradually figured out a few tricks, and this nose bone is one of them.

Once this part is hit hard, it is not only painful, but also tinnitus and dazzling, and immediately loses its combat effectiveness.

It's like a thief now, with snot, tears and blood flowing, and the whole head is blinded.

So Du Wenxing resorted to another element of street fighting-taking advantage of the victory to pursue.

The thief was hit by Du Wenxing's knee, and he already sat down on the ground, and Du Wenxing swept over.

Syllable!

Burst!

The thief's neck was crooked, a few teeth flew out, the eyebrows were cracked, and the black beads burst out, as if a colorful silk shop had been opened, and the red, black, and purple ones were about to bloom.

Smack!

The thief fell to the ground and died.

I don't know who shouted: "Kill someone!"

In an uproar, the surrounding crowd suddenly dispersed, and even those few evil young men were no exception, running faster than rabbits.

The originally lively long street was only left with Du Wenxing and the old master staring at each other, oh, and the guys in the shops on both sides who couldn't leave, one by one shrunk in the corner like quails, and they didn't dare to look at Du Wenxing, how could they still look elated when they saw the excitement just now.

"Uncle, this is your thing?"

Du Wenxing picked up the package that fell beside the thief and handed it to the old master who stepped forward, looking not worried at all.

He knew the severity of his shot, and the thief looked serious, but in fact, he just fainted and couldn't die.

The strange thing is that the old master did not show the slightest fear, but straightened his clothes and calmly waved towards Du Wenxing, completely missing the previous embarrassment.

The old master looked at Du Wenxing with great admiration and said: "This little brother is invited, the old man Qian Wenzhong has opened a 'Zhengde Academy' in the east of the city, if you want to study, you can go there to find me." ”

As he spoke, he took the package and said, "I wanted to give you some money as a reward to show my gratitude, but I am afraid that these copper stenches will tarnish the chivalrous heart of the little brother, so I give this book to you, I hope it will help you, little brother." ”

The book that Old Master Qian wanted to give to Du Wenxing was not in the package, but took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it over.

Du Wenxing looked down, the cover of the book was light blue, and there were four big characters written on it, he didn't know any of them, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Old Master Qian, you still give me money, I'm not afraid of being defiled!"

At this moment, Du Wenxing's voice sounded in his head, "I have received the heartfelt thanks of Old Master Qian, and the chivalrous value is increased by five hundred." ”

Immediately overjoyed.

After doing a good deed, he suddenly increased his chivalrous value by five hundred, which was higher than completing a task, and the previous task of "defeating the ruffian hooligans" also gave him a hundred chivalrous points, and he suddenly didn't care about the reward given by Old Master Qian.

Casually putting the book in his arms, Du Wenxing waved his hand to Qian Wenzhong and ran away.

He has to hurry up and do the task in order to make up enough chivalrous value to redeem the roulette lottery as soon as possible.

Qian Wenzhong didn't know the inside story, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a good guy, he doesn't even leave his name for doing good deeds, I hope that book will help him!"

After Du Wenxing left Old Master Qian, he observed all the way, and when he saw someone in need, he helped him, but he never met anyone who contributed great chivalrous value like Old Master Qian.

First, he encountered trivial things, such as helping a village man who went to the city to sell vegetables to carry out a cart stuck in the mud, or helping a naughty boy on the street to take down a bamboo dragonfly that flew to a tree branch, and helping a woman who returned from laundry to carry her clothes.

Second, these fools and fools are shallow in nature, or simple. In their opinion, this kind of small help should be done, they will not ask for any gratitude when they help others, and in turn, others will not be grateful to Dade if they help them.

So after a turn of the day, excluding the five hundred chivalrous values provided by Old Master Qian, Du Wenxing only got forty-five chivalrous values in the end. Sometimes when you meet one or two guys who are completely ungrateful, you can only get one or two chivalrous points afterwards, but it is the naughty boy who lost the bamboo dragonfly and cried wow, and the chivalrous value provided is the highest, with ten points.

Returning to the ruined temple, Du Wenxing took stock of the harvest, and now he has six hundred and forty-five chivalrous points, which seems to be a lot, but it is far from the five thousand points that can be drawn.

If you can only encounter such trivial things every day, when will Ben Dashao be able to make up enough chivalrous value for the lottery!

Du Wenxing couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but he quickly became uplifted.

Years of wandering on the streets not only created his ruthlessness, but also gave him indomitable tenacity, otherwise he would not have survived as an orphan.