Qiu Yu did this unintentionally, wanting to make a joke with his fourth uncle, but he inadvertently exposed his own strength, which made many people in the martial arts world look at him with admiration. After all, who can throw a fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms into the air?
A few, most people will never reach this level. ? ≠
The human-meat barbecued pork bun fell from the air, and he said with surprise: "Okay, you kid, your strength is getting better."
Qiu Yu chuckled and said: "Since I left you old guys, I can eat enough every day and my strength will certainly become stronger."
"You brat, what do you mean, don't you mean that we abused you and didn't give you enough to eat?"
The one who scolded sternly was the Thousand-Hand Immortal. This old man was short and strong, and his body was as flexible as a monkey. He rushed over and struck suddenly. Seeing the third uncle's fist coming as fast as lightning, Qiu Yu quickly dodged, and he easily avoided it.
There was nothing awkward about the opponent's attack.
The other four old men showed surprise in their eyes, thinking secretly in their hearts, this kid's martial arts has improved very quickly. It has only been more than a year since he came down the mountain, and he has reached such a level. In the past, the third child's Du Qiuyu had to hit the target.
Can't recruit!
Especially boxing sage Yan Chi, he was surprised and relieved, feeling that Xiao Yu had lived up to his expectations.
As one of the Five Ancestors, Yan Chi looks like a quite ordinary old man. His face is covered with walnut lines and is full of vicissitudes of life. He is wearing a coat whose original color cannot be seen clearly. At first glance, he comes from the countryside.
After the move failed, the Thousand-Hand Immortal took two steps back and exclaimed: "You are quite rich, little bastard!"
Everyone looked over with curious eyes and saw that the old man was flipping through the brand-name wallet in his hand and looking at it non-stop. They secretly guessed that this old guy had touched someone's wallet in just a moment. His hands were really fast.
A professional thief is awesome!
The attack just now was definitely a drunkard's intention. In just a moment, Qianjuxian touched Qiu Yu's wallet with a proud face.
There were more than ten cards stuffed in the bulging wallet, and there were more than two thousand cash and more than one thousand U.S. dollars. Thousand Hands Immortal said with a very thick skin: "Just think of it as your filial piety to my uncle." He took out some money.
He wanted to keep those banknotes as his own, but suddenly Qiu Yu said with a smile: "Okay, it doesn't matter, then this set of erotic albums drawn by Tang Yin's own hands will be mine, and it will be considered as a meeting gift given to me by my uncle."
His face suddenly changed color and he looked over hurriedly.
The erotic pictures painted by Tang Yin are still in complete sets. They are treasures!
Everyone's eyes widened, and they found that Qiu Yu was holding a yellowed book in his hand, which was the size of an ordinary book. There were a few words on the cover, but they couldn't see clearly, which made them secretly guess that this could be Tang Yin's.
Authentic?
Only Yan Chi and other figures from the Huanshan Sect know that the album is indeed an authentic work by Tang Yin, and is called "Twelve Beauties in a Brothel." There are twelve paintings in the album, representing the most famous courtesans from various brothels in the Ming Dynasty, all of whom were stunningly beautiful at that time.
The shirt is half unbuttoned and he is posing in various seductive poses. The jade body is laid out horizontally, which is lifelike. It can be called the most proud work of Tang Bohu when he was young. It was previously collected by a certain prince in the Qing Dynasty, but later he lived among the people and worked hard for the old Three Thousand Hand Immortal.
He obtained it through scheming and regarded it as a treasure. He once said that even if I gave him a mountain of gold, he would not exchange it.
Ever since Thousand-Hand Immortal got this erotic set, he has carried it with him for many years and watched it every night before he could fall asleep. He never thought that Qiu Yu had done it just now, which made him stunned. Damn, this kid's ability to steal things.
It's not inferior to me. When did it happen? Why didn't I notice it at all?
As a god-like figure in the world of thieves, Thousand-Hand Immortal felt that he was shameless and thick-skinned enough. He also knew that the boy opposite him was even better than his predecessors. His face was as thick as a city wall. There was nothing he couldn't do with his baby.
It's dangerous. It's easy for Qiu Yu to take it as his own. You know, when he was in Huanshan, that naughty kid was salivating over his set of erotic pictures. Now it's dangerous for someone to get it.
The five old men in Huan Shan usually had nothing to do and enjoyed teasing each other. Yan Chi and others watched the third one shoot themselves in the foot. Although they took Qiu Yu's wallet, they lost the treasure. They all looked on with gloating eyes.
, I thought to myself, I guess Little Feather will not let the third child off easily, there is something fun to do.
Thousand-Hand Immortal Potian shouted in panic, "Master Nephew," he said hurriedly: "I'm kidding you, how can I ask for your filial piety when I'm a Master-Uncle? Give this wallet back to you." He put the stack of banknotes back to you.
Stuff it into your wallet and throw it back.
Qiu Yu caught it casually, opened it and looked at it uneasily, and saw that all kinds of bank cards and cash were inside. A smile appeared on his face, and then he put the wallet away.
Thousand-Hand Immortal said pitifully: "Master Nephew, you also know that this set of pictures is my uncle's favorite thing. You should return it to me."
Qiu Yu curled his lips and said, "But I also like it very much. Let's do this. You can lend it to me for two days to observe, and then I will return it to you."
Yan Chi and others secretly laughed in their hearts. The brat was indeed the freak they trained. He wanted to take possession of the erotic pictures and even used it as a pretext. Gao Ming, what do you think the third child will do?
As an uncle who watched Qiu Yu grow up, didn't Thousand Hands Immortal know what that kid was thinking, which made him furious, and said fiercely: "Listen to me, little bastard, this set of pictures is right
It is very important to me that you return it to me quickly, otherwise I will make your skin and flesh bruise."
If the soft one doesn't work, then the hard one will do it. Thousand-Hand Immortal stepped forward menacingly, and he was going to take action. Even if the kid's martial arts improved, so what? After all, Jiang was old and hot, so he still had enough confidence to deal with the opponent.
Everyone felt puzzled. The uncle and nephew were really two strange flowers. They had no family ties at all. They were just shameless intrigues with each other. It was too outrageous. Seeing the old man preparing to use force, they felt that there was something good going on. Since the old man was
Uncle Master, his kung fu skills should be much stronger than that boy's. Let's see what that boy does.
Who would have thought that Qiu Yu wouldn't take anything hard and had no fear at all. He shook the picture album in his hand and sneered: "You still dare to be crazy with me? Now I'll tear up this picture album and make you regret it for the rest of your life."
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The understatement almost frightened the Thousand-Hand Immortal to death. He knew that this boy was so bold that he wouldn't dare to do anything. If he really tore up the erotic pictures, he wouldn't be able to survive.
Frightened, Qian Shuxian quickly stopped and said: "Don't... dear nephew, please don't tear it apart. We have something to talk about. As long as you return the picture to me, I can do whatever you want."
Huh, you still think I'm a rookie, then you're wrong! After more than a year down the mountain, Qiu Yu fully realized what it means to be dangerous in the world, which made him more scheming, with bad ideas emerging one after another. He glanced at his master and others
Uncle Junior, seeing a bunch of old guys winking at him and asking him to punish Third Uncle, he blinked and said with a smile: "Okay, do some somersaults and show me..."