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Not far away, the crisp sound of iron striking came one after another.
Wang Shaojun leaned against the cold wall, watching several gangsters on the street, collecting protection fees from shops along the street.
After Tianyinmen fell apart, today's Xuanjing is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, big fish and small fish, big snakes and small snakes, have poured in here one after another, carve up the territory and resource market that originally belonged to Tianyinmen.
Especially when Wei He is still living in seclusion in Heiwu Mountain, these forces are even more unscrupulous.
In these current situations, how much his royal family is involved in it, in fact, he himself does not know.
Boom.
At the entrance of an alley on the right, a small cart selling roasted sweet potatoes was severely kicked over.
An elderly white-haired old woman was kicked and fell to the ground. The money bag in his hand was snatched away, and most of the roasted sweet potatoes on the cart were taken away by a few bastards, and the rest fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces.
With tears in her eyes, the old woman squatted on the ground, picked up the crushed sweet potatoes with her hands, and carefully put them into a small bag again.
Then she stood up again, straightened the cart with great effort, and slowly walked away towards the distance.
Wang Shaojun watched without saying a word, and did not step forward to help.
There are too many such things, even if he helps out, it is impossible to help a few.
"Are you here so early?" On the sidewalk, a tall and burly figure, wearing a black cloak and a hood, approached him.
"Well, I just finished a wave of work, I have nothing to do, take a rest." Wang Shaojun turned to look at the person who came.
Under the black cloak, there is a cold and fair face of a man, it is the Wanqingmen Weihe who is in the limelight now.
"You suddenly sent me a letter, what's the matter?" Wang Shaojun asked.
"This is not a place to talk." Wei He looked around. Take the lead towards the opposite shop.
An old man selling fruit happened to be scolded by two strong men at the side.
Because the protection fee cannot be paid. While protecting the little grandson at his feet, the uncle begged the two of them.
Said that he has paid the protection fee twice, and he really has no money, and now only these fruits are left.
"Who the hell wants your fruit!?" A man slapped fiercely and broke the wooden support of the fruit stand.
"If you can't pay the money today, take your grandson out to pay for the goods!" Another person said angrily.
The little grandson next to the uncle was born beautifully, with big eyes, and the pupils of his eyes were full of hatred and anger.
In his hand, he tightly clutched a roll of yellow paper with crooked charcoal writing, which should be the draft he learned to write by himself.
Boom.
The old man was kicked hard and knocked to the ground. He also fell to the ground with his little grandson.
"In this world, there are always many people who cannot escape their own lives." Wang Shaojun paused. Looking at Wei He in front of him.
Wei He sighed, also stopped, and did not speak.
"These days, I've been busy with business promotion. It's different from before. What I saw during this period is far more than I imagined before."
Wang Shaojun walked to the fruit stand, and quietly said a few words to the two gangsters.
Then he took out a little money from his pocket and handed it to them.
The two men took the money and didn't say anything. They looked at Wang Shaojun and the burly Wei He beside him, and saw that they were not easy to mess with. He quickly turned around and left.
The old man was grateful to Dade and thanked Wang Shaojun, almost kneeling down. Beg him to leave his name and address, and he will return the money later.
But Wang Shaojun's eyes kept falling on the little grandson.
There was gratitude in that child's eyes, but more unwillingness.
Standing up, he returned to Wei He's side.
"Did you think that I would go over and punish those two gangsters, and then punish the evil and promote the good?"
"" Wei He didn't speak.
"I used to do that too." Wang Shaojun didn't look at the old man who was still behind him to thank him, and went straight into a teahouse on the street.
Wei He followed in.
Immediately, a tea waiter came up to greet them and asked them to sit down.
"Until one day, I discovered that the two people I had taught had their limbs mutilated, and they were thrown into a stinky ditch outside the city, where they died within a few days."
Wang Shaojun smiled lightly, and ordered a pot of plum blossom tea and some refreshments.
"Behind everyone, there may be their own difficulties. It's not them who are wrong, but this damnsp;I understand you, but if you collect all the Heavenly Seals and Nine Cuts, even if you don't practice by yourself, it can be used as a reference, which will be of great benefit to you. "Wang Shaojun persuaded.
"I will consider it." Wei He understood what he meant. "I think you want to see this real skill yourself, don't you?"
"I saw it through you." Wang Shaojun smiled immediately, "I'm really curious. If you can gather all of them, I'd like to exchange my Wang family's real skills with you to watch, how about it? My Wang family's Spring Wind and Rain Art is a little weaker, but Other aspects of exploration experience are more comprehensive and perfect than your pure Tianyin Nine Cutting Kung Fu. I can lend you a comprehensive view."
Wei He was immediately moved.
He didn't expect that Wang Shaojun's handwriting was so big. The exchange of real skills for reading, this is not the meaning of a simple sentence.
If he has other intentions, maybe he can use this to find the fatal flaw in the real skills of the Wang family.
"Finally, I want you to feel carefully what silk power is." Wang Shaojun stretched out his hand and put it lightly on the back of Wei He's hand.
All of a sudden, a trace of extremely subtle strength quietly seeped in from the pores on the back of Wei He's hand.
Wei He closed his eyes, carefully comprehending.
That trace of strength is extremely weak, even with his five senses, he has to use all his strength to barely feel such a trace.
Just like the breeze gently blowing the hair, the silk power penetrated into the skin, blood vessels, fascia, lightly touched Wei He's own bone strength, and then dissipated naturally.
When the silk energy dissipated, Wei He opened his eyes again, and Wang Shaojun was no longer in front of him.
The tea and refreshments on the table in front of me were almost eaten up. Time seems to have passed for a long time.
He didn't even know when the other party left.
After carefully recalling the peculiarity of that trace of strength, Wei He quickly settled the bill while holding the roll of yellow paper.
Get up and leave.
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? Near the border of Taizhou, Qingqi County is a full five hundred miles away from Xuanjing City.
Here, various medicinal materials are mainly produced, and five out of ten households in the county rely on medicinal materials for their livelihoods.
Some people are herb collectors, some are drug makers, and there are also pharmacy assistants, shopkeepers, pharmacists, drug dealers and so on.
In a small courtyard near the mountain in the county.
Jiu Ying, who was dressed in a gray robe and a black mandarin jacket, was sitting face to face with a gray-haired old man. A plate of black and white pieces was placed between the two of them, and they were playing fast chess with each hand.
In the afternoon, the sky was bright, the clouds blocked the sun, it was bright but not hot.
Fruits such as red peaches and grapes were placed beside the two of them.
An old woman in a light yellow skirt was holding a wooden basin in a corner of the yard, washing vegetables with brought water.
"How? You lost again!" After making a move, the old man smiled and raised his eyes, staring at Jiuying. "At your level, you want to beat me? Hehe."
"That's all, I'll let you play again." Jiuying sighed, pinching his beard.
"Well, you nine old man, if you can't get down, you can't get down. What's the point of doing these moths?"
"It's boring, that's why I asked you to win, in case you don't lose or win, if you think it's boring, then no one will play with me?" Jiuying waved his hands.
"Let's play another game!" The old man cursed and played the chess again.
Cough cough cough.
Suddenly he bowed his head and couldn't help coughing, it seemed that there was some phlegm in his lungs, and his breathing was not smooth. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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