So, Chen Yu stayed at the old man Guo Lanying.

Compared to renting a house outside, the old man Guo Lanying's home is undoubtedly much safer. Chen Yu is not the kind of person who is dying. He can't stay at home well and insists on going out to buy some vegetables and making a phone call.

The old man Guo Lanying is also very cautious. When she goes out to buy vegetables, she will go to different vegetable markets and shops once in the morning and once in the afternoon, so that people will not see any flaws.

Although Wu Rongrong is lively and cute, she is not the kind of unreliable person. She comes from a police family and will not cause more trouble to Chen Yu, nor is she a pig teammate. She never comes back after leaving.

Although I look dissatisfied, please take me to play quickly, otherwise I will ignore your expression.

Shadow Killing did not prompt Chen Yu to kill the next target, and Chen Yu was not in a hurry.

Who knows what will happen if you finish the five or ten finger scales?

Chen Yu is working hard to exercise his body.

The mysterious prompt is not wrong. He has already superimposed the power of three people - Gui'an, Wang Sikai and Li Xiayu.

How many seconds is the difference between an ordinary person's 100 meters and a world champion? So how powerful is a person whose power is superimposed by three people?

Of course, this kind of superposition should be limited, just like the world champion speed of 100 meters, it will end when it reaches a certain limit.

Old Man Guo Lanying knew that Chen Yu had a secret, but she didn't ask much. After cooking every day, she would lock the door and stroll in the square outside, leaving the space for Chen Yu, and let him toss and do it alone in the house.

Chen Yu could feel that his strength was much greater than before, just like another world. When he was in his 25 or 26, he kept exercising every day, which led to his energy being very abundant.

Chen Yu could feel his body growing every day, and there was a magical power that changed everything from head to toe, including bones, flesh, internal organs, etc., and it was superimposed little by little, and it was strengthened little by little.

Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

The third deceased was Li Xiayu. The skill he brought to Chen Yu was still a knife technique, but a short knife. Li Xiayu was best at using a short knife.

A person's most proud skills are Gui'an's sword skills, Wang Sikai's musical knowledge, and Li Xiayu's short sword skills.

It would be great if I could specify a killing... This world has a powerful existence, if Shadow Kills kills the other party...

Chen Yu said in a nagging space like this.

"Why don't you go to heaven? Be more decent, I'm just a weak tool."

A line of words appeared in front of Shen Yu.

If some people can be killed through hatred, Chen Yu could have caused trouble from now on, and angered the infamous and evil masters on the wanted list of the Empire.

What? It doesn’t matter, there is no hatred, the other party is too lazy to pay attention to him?

Have you seen the story of Li Xunhuan and the top ten masters in the weapons list, and then put them all into the harem?

Is it difficult to write a fan of the Queen of the Han Empire? Is it difficult to write a collection of folk songs for those female masters of the Han Empire?

"No, you think you are strong, you want to challenge the limits."

Li Xiayu and his group of bodyguards were killed in an instant, which shows that Shadow kills very well.

This time, Shadow Killing had no answer.

This is very rude.

"Do you have five fingers or ten fingers? Do you have toes count? Do teeth count? Do hair count?"

Chen Yu asked a question like this.

Shadow Killing no answer.

...

Fifteen days later.

Chen Yu left the old man Guo Lanying's home. It was not that Chen Yu felt uncomfortable living in the old man's home, but that a sudden incident forced him to leave.

During these days, the old man would go to the neighbors' homes or nearby to stroll around during the day, leaving the private space for Chen Yu. As a result, the gangsters around him discovered this and three thieves climbed over the wall and entered the home of Guo Lanying.

Chen Yu directly masked and turned into another thief, scaring away three thieves, but the old man Guo Lanying was not safe, and Chen Yu didn't want to cause trouble to the old man, so he left the old man's home.

At the same time, it's time to go out and do things.

Chen Yu strolled on the streets of Shenhai City, looking at the ancient city.

Except for a very small number of remains, the buildings of the old era have been replaced by new scenery. Dingdangdang trams are occasionally driven by, and rickshaws are walking through the streets and alleys. There are few cars, many bicycles, and the price of gasoline has always been very high.

The people on the street were wearing various outfits, mainly gray-black, and the children were happily playing near the shop, while several little girls were dancing on the plaid and kicking shuttlecock.

This is a quiet and peaceful city full of hope.

Even if higher technology is locked, humans are still moving forward, steel and cement buildings are standing one after another, and girls are waving and shopping on the streets.

Although there are many dark sides of society, the times are still progressing, just like Wu Rongrong's father, a clean police officer, who can prevent the tycoons in the city from doing whatever they want. This is the progress of the times.

Several students were popularizing knowledge on the street, while some were carrying paste and brushing slogans.

"Practicing martial arts privately harms others and yourself."

"Only a regular school can teach formal martial arts knowledge."

"A warrior commits crimes, and the crime is more than the first level!"

"Practicing Qi in private will lead to a devil, and your relatives will cry and will not compensate you for your insurance!"

The Han Empire imposed severe restrictions on the spread of extraordinary knowledge.

Not because of hatred, but because of wealth.

The officials of the empire were heartbroken whenever they thought of those smart and energetic young people who had eaten rice from the empire for more than 20 years, and then became warriors - they should have become workers, engineers, doctors, lawyers and other people who benefit society, create wealth and actively pay taxes, rather than becoming a group of backward people who only know how to dance with swords and guns.

The former can contribute to the empire, while the latter is an unstable member of society. As for a martial artist, he not only insists on exercising for more than six hours a day, but also remembers the meridians and acupoints of the human body, understands various martial arts knowledge like the heavenly book, and can also learn junior high school courses well and successfully enter university?

Such martial artists will make the Empire even more distressed. Such geniuses should have made more contributions, rather than making personal contributions, becoming an unstable factor in society - they are talking about you warriors. Why don’t you believe in the Empire’s security for you? Why do you think you are so skilled in martial arts?

Do you know how much, allowances and rewards it takes to round up a criminal warrior? Do you know how much it costs to spend every year on military spending, law enforcement bureaus, etc.? Do you know how much it costs to recruit warriors and treat warriors with preferential treatment?

"A cup of milk tea, a portion of cheese, thank you."
Chapter completed!