He Yong killed two people in a row, and then looked at the Japanese ninja and the old man Che.

"It's your turn!" He Yong said coldly.

The face of the Japanese ninja changed, and he no longer cared about the discipline of the 'gold medal killer' and 'best martial artist', he also knelt down with a 'poof' and said:

As long as you spare me, whether it is money or women, I can satisfy you!

By the way, the women of our Wa Kingdom are very famous throughout the ancient martial arts. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also the best at serving men.

No matter what posture you like or what your taste, they will be very cooperative......"

"His grandmother's! What are you still proud of?" He Yong was furious, and slapped the Japanese ninja into a pulp with one palm.

His hands were covered with blue-blue internal force, but they were not stained with flesh and blood.

Although it was not the first time he had killed someone, he also felt a little uncomfortable when he saw so much more flesh and blood on the ground.

Finally, he looked at the old man and said, "You can break it yourself!"

After speaking, He Yong unlocked the acupoint for the old man Che. Now his strength is higher than that of the old man, and he can't run out.

The old man looked at the minced meat on the ground, laughed miserably, raised his palm, and slapped it on his head.

'Bang'

The old man also died in an instant, and the few guys chased by the stick country were finally solved.

At this time, a system prompt suddenly sounded in He Yong's mind:

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the random task: protect Zhao Xiaoyu, get the task reward: Basketball Encyclopedia (Master Level), do you want to learn it now?"

He Yong wanted to burst into tears, and he hurriedly said, "Study!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for learning the Basketball Encyclopedia (Masterclass). ”

As soon as the system's voice fell, He Yong felt that countless information poured into his mind. At this time, he almost became a person who has been training basketball since he was a child.

How to control the ball, dribble, score, and move are very particular.

The rules of basketball in this world are very different from those on earth, so let's just say that the most common basket is good:

In this world, because everyone knows martial arts, if the basket is fixed, as long as you practice a little, you can hit it again and again.

Therefore, the basket of this world, except for schools or free places, the basket of regular competition is not only ten meters high, but also constantly swings up and down, left and right!

In national and even world competitions, the basket not only swings faster, but also has no regularity.

It's very, very awesome to throw the ball into the basket from a long distance.

What made He Yong complain the most was that when the two sides competed, in addition to not being able to attack people directly, the two sides could attack each other's people with basketball on the court!

Don't look at the basketball is just a soft ball, if it is infused with internal force, it can shoot a hole in the mountain wall!

He Yong remembered that there were still ten days left to help Su Xiaomeng participate in the basketball game, so he smiled and walked back.

With his strength as a first-class martial artist and his master-level basketball level, participating in such a competition is simply bullying middle school students!

It's a little bit better than bullying elementary school students.....

Now that this mission is completely over, He Yong is also ready to return to Su Xiuxiu's house. But he still had to go to Zhao Xiaoyu to explain the situation, as well as Zhao Xiaoyu's salute, and he didn't know how to return it to Zhao Xiaoyu.

After thinking about it, he simply took Zhao Xiaoyu's salute out of the system package, and then used his body to quickly rush back.

An hour later, He Yong finally rushed back to the Juewei Hotel. As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I found that Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Youyun were walking around the door anxiously.

Seeing He Yong come back, the two were happy at the same time.

Zhao Youyun walked quickly in front of He Yong, held He Yong's hand affectionately and said, "Xiao Yong, thank you for saving me, now you are fine, it's okay!"

Zhao Xiaoyu recognized her suitcase at a glance, she didn't bother to ask He Yong how he won those four guys, she asked with some hesitation:

"Brother Yong, this, there is a special pattern of the word 'jade' on this suitcase, if I am not mistaken, this is my suitcase lost in the country of sticks, right?"

He Yong said calmly: "That's right, it ended up in the hands of Jin Jiaohuan." The guy was discussing life with me just now, and he felt that he had done a lot of evil, so he gave me the suitcase, and he went to repent himself. ”

Zhao Xiaoyu took the suitcase suspiciously, and then asked, "Brother Yong, how did you get rid of those four people? Two of them are the best martial artists!"

"Oh, it's nothing. He Yong said casually: "We learned a few tricks, and then their house caught fire and went back to fight the fire." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Youyun had black lines on their faces at the same time: Can this reason be a little more unreliable?

But since He Yong didn't want to say it, and came back safely, they simply stopped asking.

Zhao Youyun had a different mind, listening to He Yong's casual tone, 'I learned a few tricks with two killers with the best strength', and he was even more surprised by He Yong's strength in his heart.

At this time, He Yong Zhengse said: "Mr. Zhao, Xiaoyu, it's okay now, I'm going back." ”

"Don't worry!" Zhao Youyun hurriedly said: "Let's talk about the remuneration again, Xiao Yong, you tell me, how much you want, uncle, I will satisfy you." ”

He Yong waved his hand and said, "Mr. Zhao, forget about the remuneration." But you have to give me a place to participate in the God of Food Contest next year. Also, I'm going to open a restaurant, the store is not too big, you can help me find a storefront. Of course, some of the procedures for opening a store or something, please help me get it done. ”

Zhao Youyun hurriedly nodded and said: "These are all trivial meanings, it is better for you to leave your contact information, and I will notify you once it is done." ”

There is also a little embarrassment, he has been here for so many days, and he has not prepared his mobile phone.

Now how can he be a million-dollar person, and it is really not very convenient to have a mobile phone.

He had no choice but to say: "I don't have a mobile phone, Mr. Zhao, you can leave your contact information, I will call you when I buy a mobile phone." ”

Zhao Youyun immediately took out a business card and handed it to He Yong.

He Yong took the business card and said to the two: "Mr. Zhao, Xiaoyu, go back, I'll leave." ”

After speaking, he showed his body and was about to go to Su Xiuxiu's house.

It's just that at this time, Zhao Youyun's voice came into his ears: "Xiao Yong, my Xiaoyu is still good, you don't have to think about it anymore....."

He Yong hesitated, then sped up, and ran out of the sight of Zhao Xiaoyu's father and daughter in a blink of an eye.

He Yong was not in a hurry to go back, but went to the bank and transferred the check that Lin Rumeng gave him last time to his bank card.

For the convenience of use, he left 100,000 cash and quietly threw it into the system package.

Subsequently, he bought a mobile phone, as well as some food and clothing items, and prepared to bring them back to Su Xiuxiu's sister and brother.

When I arrived at Su Xiuxiu's house, I found that there was no one, and obviously Su Xiuxiu set up a stall again.

He Yong carried the gifts he bought and went to the place where Su Xiuxiu set up a stall.

When he walked to Su Xiuxiu's stall, He Yong happened to see Su Xiuxiu's body with blue light, and her hands were constantly intertwined.

In front of Su Xiuxiu's head, a ball of cold noodles was being controlled by her internal force, constantly spinning and flying.

When He Yong saw the light on Su Xiuxiu's body, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said softly: "Mid-fifth grade!"