Seeing Xu Le refuting, Chu Xuan smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Xu Le was surprised and wanted to ask again. Chu Xuan said, "You are willing to think about this matter like this. There is no difference between our task. Now, I suggest that we should be cautious to deal with possible situations. What do you think?"

Xu Le laughed at him: "Of course I have no objection to saying this. I don't object to being cautious, but I just feel that you have estimated the situation too seriously."

Chu Xuan smiled faintly and said quietly: "So, let's discuss what we should do."

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Du Yinghao is definitely not a big hero, even he himself thinks so.

Last summer, he made a special trip to a very famous martial arts master, expressing his admiration and requesting it to be included as a disciple.

The disciples of the old master were all over the world and had great achievements. Two became escorts in the Raid Escort Agency, two were the headmasters in the large provincial capital, and five set up museums to teach their disciples in other places. They were the most famous martial artists in the local area.

The old master had many houses and a very spacious martial arts training ground. He often lived in forty or fifty disciples who came to study.

The old master is not strict in choosing disciples, and very few are rejected. Du Yinghao thought that his handsome talent and strong body would definitely be regarded by the old master, regarded as a treasure, and regarded as the successor of the Guangda Portal.

Unfortunately, he didn't inquire about the market. There was only one condition for the old master to accept disciples, that is, when he entered the school, he had to pay a considerable amount of respect; and then, two festivals and one year, as well as the birthday of the master and his wife, each determines how much he taught it depends on the degree of filial piety of the disciples.

Du Yinghao came empty-handedly, and he had no money. After hearing his intention, the old master was unable to understand and refused. He just asked him to hold a bowl of water on his head, hold a bowl of water with his hands high, and stand on his horse stance under the sun, saying that this was an endurance test. If he could stand for an hour and the water in the bowl did not spill out, he would be qualified.

Other disciples also went through this procedure before entering the door, but only after a bag of cigarettes - after the teacher saw the amount of silver in the Cambodian seal, he ordered to stop and carry out the next apprenticeship ceremony.

Du Yinghao didn't take this test to heart. He had thick arms and strong strength. In his opinion, these bowls of water were as light as a piece of paper. This was the feeling at the beginning. Not long after, he felt something was wrong. Because it was June, the sun was so hot that it could burn people, and it happened to be noon.

In less than a moment, the two bowls in his hand had weighed more than a thousand pounds, and his arms were sore that they seemed to be broken, and his legs were shaking their ropes; the most bitter thing was the sweat on his forehead, which kept flowing downwards, flowing into his eyes, it was itchy and painful; and his throat was even more thirsty.

Only then did Du Yinghao realize how expensive the martial arts was. He didn't know how others could survive it. He looked at the incense of time-calling thread and went a short piece. He knew that he had no hope, it was not the material.

Therefore, he drank all three bowls of water in one breath because he was too thirsty; and because no one looked at him, he took away the three big bowls of sea bowls and sold them to the shopkeeper of the Jinji Noodle Shop. He changed two large bowls of braised noodles with added ingredients and ate them. Because he was so hungry that he fainted and had no money on him.

Of course this is not a glorious thing. If you fail to become a disciple, you will steal someone's bowl. Du Yinghao was afraid of being embarrassed. He did not go back to where he came, but continued to wander around and visit famous teachers, but his luck was always bad.

There were one or two local stylists who liked him, his strength, and his strength, and he was willing to keep him; but after seeing the skills of the martial artists, he felt that they were worse than him, so he naturally didn't have any interest.

There is another place where when he went to worship, it happened that the teacher in the martial arts school had just opened. He wanted to borrow him as a propaganda and compete with him in the head of the family.

The teacher practiced the skill of small Yin drilling, and he had two tricks, stealing and hitting, and hitting the east and west; attacking dozens of punches, almost half of his life; in the end, he got angry, and tried to get another trick to get his hands on his face, and he slashed with a move to "Black Tiger's Heart" and finally, he was punched on his waist. He was thick in skin and thick in flesh, and he stepped back five or six steps, gritted his teeth and held back, but the teacher lay down with a flowery face. Even anyone who got into his big hammer-like fist could not bear it.

With this punch, he became a little famous in the local area. In order to make a living, he became a bodyguard in a brothel called "Liuchunyuan".

It is really hard to say that such a person is a great hero.

Life in Chunyuan is very good, and you can have a leisurely life. You can drink and eat meat, at least you don’t have to worry about your livelihood.

However, Du Yinghao is not very leisurely today.

Because Liuchunyuan is a bit strange today, a group of guests with some strange spirits came in broad daylight. The madam felt it was very strange and called all the guards over.

Du Yinghao came to the front of Liuchunyuan and looked at it. He also felt that these guys were very strange. It was indeed some people who ran to the brothel in the sky and daydream when they were intrigued, but no one would come to the brothel in broad daylight just to drink - and even refused to ask the girls to drink flower wine with them.

All inns welcome such guests, but these five people came to the brothel. Although Du Yinghao was full of muscles, he was not stupid. After thinking for a while, he understood the madam's concerns.

These people were probably sent by the brothel diagonally across from the other side to smash the ground. They might be disturbing the public just by waiting for them to have enough food and drink.

Du Yinghao believes that this matter is easy to handle. Anyway, the majority of the money-making money in the brothels are in the afternoon. Many guards are ready and rushed forward. They take them down before these people react. They don’t let them hinder the normal operation of the brothels.

The madam thought about this idea, and it happened to be the same as the madam. The two hit it off, and the guards at Liuchunyuan began to prepare for action, and rushed forward just when the other party showed a flaw.

At this moment, a drinking man put down the wine bowl in his hand and walked out of the house.

Du Yinghao took a careful look and was stunned. He was still bold, but at this moment, he couldn't help feeling his scalp numb and his heart was chilling.

The man smiled, which was Lao Li, who sold pork in the south of Cheng. At this moment, he was still wearing greasy clothes, and his body was brightly greasy.

This is not the most terrifying thing. What is terrible is that the old Li opened his mouth, stretched out his hands, and smiled, as if he was being painted in a painting. His expression and movement were not convenient at all, and he was strange and stiff like a corpse. What's even more strange is that the old Li, who was so strange and stiff, was like being pushed by something invisible, floating towards the door bit by bit.

Du Yinghao never got angry about fighting. He was never afraid of fighting with ordinary people, boxers, or even prostitutes. However, he never thought that one day he would have to fight with Lao Li, who was so weird that he was selling pork, especially if the other party was likely to be a ghost or something.

Even if Du Yinghao is really a hero, he will be scared to death at this moment, not to mention that he is not a hero, so he moved his steps and ran outside happily, not intending to pay attention to the madam's surprised gaze.

"Slow down, are you Du Yinghao?"

Old Li, who was selling pork, suddenly spoke - considering his walking corpse's appearance, maybe he didn't speak at all.

When Du Yinghao heard this, he not only did not slow down but accelerated his speed. Lao Li, who sold pork, knew him, Du Yinghao. He was obviously a ghost. After killing Lao Li, he came specifically for him, Du Yinghao!

Du Yinghao ran and thought: Strange, Lao Li and I don’t seem to have so much friendship. After this guy died, he was still thinking about selling me to this evil spirit. Could it be that he was going to sell me as pork for a good price?

Before he could run out of the gate of Liuchunyuan, he hit someone head-on.

The man walked in, Du Yinghao ran out, and suddenly collided. Du Yinghao was hit and fell to the ground. He didn't care about getting angry, so he turned over and jumped up. Du Yinghao's heart was still thinking about the strange pork Lao Li, and he got up and ran outside.

However, another person followed behind that person, knocking Du Yinghao over and falling to the point of turning.

Du Yinghao finally diverted his attention this time: He is strong and talented, and he has rarely suffered losses. These two times he ran out and walked inside, but why was he knocked down like a sturdy guy like a bull?
Chapter completed!