Jiang Xin was not very familiar with what kind of person Yang Cheng was, but Jiang Xin understood him fairly well.
Regardless of whether others behave like a normal person in front of them, the premise is that there must be a topic, and often the topic is always picked up by others. At this time, together with Yang Cheng, a person with whom Jiang Xin has only just met, Jiang Xin
I really can't find a topic.
As a result, the two of them just walked forward silently, as if they were mute.
Finally, after forming the motherland, several people disappeared. It was not until Jiang Xin took Yang Cheng into a magnificently decorated bathhouse with a foreign name that his face changed slightly, and Jiang Xin quietly whispered in his ear: "Hey
, you don’t want to come for a massage, do you?”
"Hey, do you know about massage? I see you have learned about it." Hearing Yang Cheng's resistance, Jiang Xin showed a teasing smile: "But you want to hide, you came here today just to take a good bath
, bathing and sleeping together only cost a few dozen yuan, it’s comfortable and cheaper than a hotel.”
"Can it still be like this?" Yang Cheng followed Jiang Xin with a puzzled look on his face. He had never thought that the bathhouse had accommodation services.
"Of course." Jiang Xin nodded: "The premise is that you are not afraid of your belongings being stolen. I think you won't be afraid, right?"
"certainly!"
"That's fine."
While chatting with Yang Cheng, Jiang Xin quickly took off her clothes that were full of earthy smell. After shaking them off for a while, she could see some dust floating in the air: "Everything is good in your village.
, it’s just that there is too much dust, and every time I came out of it, I was covered in the smell of earth.”
"Earthy?"
Yang Cheng, full of doubts, raised his sleeve and put it under his nose and smelled it, but in the end he couldn't get any results.
"Don't try it. You people live with the earth and wood all day long, and your noses have probably already adapted to the smell on your body. You can't smell bad breath by yourself, do you understand?"
Yang Cheng opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything. He took off all his clothes and took a hot bath with Jiang Xin to wash away all the smell from his body.
Randomly picking out strange splashes in the water, Jiang Xin seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at Yang Cheng and asked: "I forgot something, your tool belt is quite complete, what about the soil? The soil on my body was removed that day.
It’s all been used up.”
Hearing Jiang Xin's words, Yang Cheng's face, which had relaxed after taking a bath, gradually stiffened. Only then did he realize that there were many things prepared for him at home, but only one thing was the most important.
Nothing was prepared for him.
Seeing that Yang Cheng remained silent, Jiang Xin immediately knew the answer and shook her head helplessly: "Okay, you have only just gone out a few steps, so you have learned a lesson."
"I see, those precious tools of yours can be sent back as well. It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. How can you do anything without rice if you only have cooking gadgets?"
Yang Chenggang was about to argue, but then he started talking again.
It's not because he can't drink Jiang Xinzheng, but because he thought of other aspects. There is absolutely no shortage of mud in the village, but he forgot to give him mud after preparing everything? Is this Yang Cheng?
Don't believe it.
In this way, Yang Cheng seemed to have reason to believe that the village's thoughts were the same as Jiang Xin's, but the final choice still rested with Yang Cheng himself.
Still doesn't work.
Seeing that Yang Cheng was silent again, Jiang Xin shook her head slightly, but she didn't say anything more. She just had a plan to spend the evening.
In the middle of the night? The flow of people on the street gradually thinned out, and Jiang Xin also took Yang Cheng out of the bathhouse again.
"It's so late, what are we going to do?" Yang Cheng felt something in his heart, but he was still a little unsure.
"Do what you should do." Jiang Xin responded casually, and then led him through the streets and alleys. It was like walking over a wall. One moment, he was on the 18th floor. The next moment, he was already on the ground floor.
The numerous buildings were like a maze, and Yang Cheng was soon confused. However, as one after another unfinished buildings that seemed out of place among the bustling high-rise buildings were thrown behind them, Yang Cheng finally realized something.
"Are you looking for a stranger?"
Jiang Xin didn't reply to him, but just continued to run forward. After a while, another unfinished building came into view, but different from the previous one, Jiang Xin could already sense several vague features in the unfinished building.
of breath.
"Is someone here?" Jiang Xin's undisguised actions naturally attracted the attention of the stranger in the unfinished building. They looked at each other, and a stranger stood up and looked at Jiang Xin: "Who are you?
"
"It's a fight." Jiang Xin took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, and then pointed at Yang Cheng: "Whoever helps me teach this guy a lesson, the money will be his."
After briefly glancing at the tens of thousands of red notes, the strangers were a little moved, but they did not make any move. They still looked at the two of them warily: "I wonder what you call them?"
After becoming a temporary worker, Jiang Xin didn't see much other things, but the benefits of false identities were not lost. He didn't even know how many false identities he had now, and the orphan didn't need to hide it anymore. He could just go to:
"My name is Jiang Xin. As for this person, his surname is Yang. Now I'm thinking about whether to take this money or not."
For most strangers, although there is no shortage of money, no one will be dissatisfied with the lack of red notes. Tens of thousands of dollars are placed in front of them. It is false to say that they are not tempted. A few seconds later, a strong figure
The handsome stranger stood up first: "I'll do it!"
Seeing this, Jiang Xin smiled slightly, and then nodded slightly to Yang Cheng: "Go ahead and let me see what kind of fighting method you have. Remember, it's just a discussion."
Not knowing Jiang Xin's plan very well, Yang Cheng tightened the straps of the tool box a little, and then stepped forward: "You're not the only one calling?"
"Articles."
The stranger moved his hands and feet twice, moving his breath, then stepped forward and attacked Yang Cheng fiercely.
"Melee combat? Bare hands?" Seeing Zhang Zhang's quick response, Yang Cheng's mind flashed for several years subconsciously, and then his body moved extremely smoothly. One hand was placed in front of him to support Zhang Zhang's punch, and the other hand was lifted from the ground.
He caressed the tool box.
A flash of silver light passed by, and the extreme movement turned into extreme silence in just a moment. Looking at the carving knife already pressed against his neck from the corner of his eye, Zhang Cheng broke out in cold sweat. If he had to switch to actual combat, he would have died just now.
.
Zhang Zhang took a step back and put back his posture with a wry smile on his face: "You are still making fun of us with your skills."
"It's just a fluke." His eyes were calm and he put the carving knife back into the box. Yang Cheng took a step back and let Zhang Cheng go.
From the side, looking at Yang Cheng's wrist that was once again covered by his sleeves, Jiang Xin narrowed his eyes slightly. At that moment, he clearly saw the bright light emanating from the string of beads on Yang Cheng's wrist.
Obviously, the kung fu this guy just performed should have the effect of the string of beads, but I don’t know what the specific effects of the beads are.
Chapter completed!