"Shanghai at night, Shanghai at night, you are a city that never sleeps, you are a city that never sleeps, with lights up, music playing, singing and dancing - Shengping..."
The record player on the street corner was playing the latest record, and a trolley bus slowly passed by the intersection, its bell ringing non-stop.
A black car was waiting at a red light at another intersection. There was a blond foreigner sitting in it, but the driver was a brown-skinned Indian Asan.
Several rickshaw drivers were arguing around a cyclist, looking very angry, while the cyclist arrogantly took out a few bills and threw them on the ground.
The man driving the cattle cart was pulling a cart full of vegetables. He was smiling, bowing and saying something to a police officer.
On the other side, a row of dirty children were carrying wooden boxes and loudly attracting passers-by. They were shoe shiners, and they only paid 10 cents for a shoe shine, which could be exchanged for half a steamed bun.
This is the most prosperous street in the public concession. The streets are bustling with people. The pedestrians are dressed like the buildings with a mixture of Chinese and Western styles on both sides of the street. Most of them are well-dressed. There are energetic young men in suits and elegant people wearing Tang suit coats.
There are middle-aged girls wearing Western-style lace skirts, and there is also an intellectual woman wearing a tight-fitting cheongsam.
He Xie's sudden appearance was not noticed by anyone. However, he was dressed like a medieval Westerner and quickly attracted the attention of many people.
"Magic City..."
He Xie looked around and murmured with emotion.
"There can't be gods in this world, right?" He looked up at the sky.
It is the time of Mengxia, the sun is like fire, the sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the ocean is ten miles away.
"It's a good place to show off your talents." He Xie smiled casually, chose a direction at random, and strolled away, ignoring the strange looks around him.
The last fight in the previous world made him understand a lot of ideas, but it was a pity that he was not able to witness the explosion with his own eyes.
This is the third world since leaving the Tianlong World. He Xie has set a small goal for himself - to break the void and soar in the daytime.
This is a world of kung fu, which has been in chaos for decades, and no one can escape the melting pot of mortals. The dynasty collapsed, and the various sects fell apart. The high-level martial arts that originally existed only in the palace and various sects during the dynasty were completely gone.
After getting off the altar, it spread its branches and leaves and blended into the market.
With the popularization of martial arts, martial arts masters of all kinds have naturally emerged. It can be said that the level of martial arts in this world is the highest in history in this era.
But at that time, the situation was turbulent and there were too many warriors. Coupled with the decline of morality and the advancement of martial arts, it would inevitably lead to greater turmoil.
In the martial arts world, there are parents who see their children being beaten to death in martial arts competitions and are helpless. There are warriors who act as bounty killers. There are even those who join warlords to help their oppressors, or those who bully and dominate the market and establish gangs. There is also the infamous Fire Cloud Evil God who slaughters his fellow martial artists.
Earned the notoriety of the ultimate murderer.
The introduction of foreign guns and cannons into the country has caused most people who are not good at martial arts to think that "martial arts are useless". Therefore, whether they are tired of killing, masters who are overwhelmed by high places, or absolute martial arts who are mediocre,
Most people in the martial arts world have chosen to remain anonymous and withdraw from the martial arts world.
But the times are developing too fast, and traditional warriors cannot adapt to this society and are gradually marginalized. Some of them have moved into the catering industry and sold soy milk and fried dough sticks, some have moved into the clothing design industry and become tailors, and some have
Many of them became migrant workers and did hard work.
A famous band of musicians couldn't find a job, so they went to the streets to sing.
There are also those who are mixed into the bourgeoisie and devote themselves to real estate and have no worries about food and clothing.
After the short-term glory of martial arts, thousands of horses fell into silence. However, this vigorous martial arts catastrophe that lasted for decades made everyone in the martial arts in danger. Those with weak martial arts were killed by those with strong martial arts. Most of the remaining ones were masters.
This is the best of times and the worst of times.
The warriors of this era seem to be following the laws of the dark jungle tacitly, and everyone is trying their best to hide themselves.
When kung fu was not exposed, everyone lived a relatively stable life.
But as long as your kung fu is exposed, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually be defeated by a stronger master.
There is no strongest, only stronger.
In such a world, how could He Xie not love him?
He Xie walked on the streets of Shili Foreign Market, admiring the prosperity of the past and feeling full of ambition.
This world is designated as full-level Gaowu, and obviously the level of force is higher than that of Tianlong.
The fact that the true qi materialized and even transformed into various forms of martial arts also made He Xie conclude that the world was following the path of the integration of essence, energy and spirit.
And this is exactly the direction He Xie wants to move forward.
This is the best world for him!
Are you taking the initiative to expose yourself and attract attacks from experts from all walks of life?
Or should we develop step by step and improve ourselves through constant struggle?
He Xie felt that it was best for him to be patient.
After all, bravery does not mean recklessness, and fearlessness does not mean ignorance and fearlessness.
At least the identity of the old beggar who sells all kinds of martial arts secrets is worthy of He Xie's vigilance.
So, let’s stand firm first and then talk about other things.
It is difficult to move forward without money, so the first step He Xie needs to do is, of course, to make money.
As a king who has experienced the explosion of knowledge in the new century and has rich life experience, He Xie simply doesn’t have too many ways to make money, and doesn’t want to be too high-end.
What's more, this is the Old Demon City, and there is gold everywhere. With He Xie's wisdom, he can quickly earn the first pot of gold. Isn't that just a waste of money?
He decisively chose a wealthy family, completed the process of doing justice for heaven, and achieved the goal of rescuing the world.
The most primitive method is often the simplest.
However, it is worth mentioning that in order to test whether the Supreme Lord of the Rings has any effect in this world, He Xie wore this little cutie when he was robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Fortunately, everything was normal. While he was working invisibly, he was still in the bedroom on the second floor of the villa, watching a fierce battle between the third concubine and the driver Ali for free for a while.
So white...
The spiritual influence was still there, but slightly weakened. This made He Xie confirm his long-standing guess that Sauron's soul and consciousness still existed in the Supreme Lord of the Rings.
This is a hidden danger that must be eliminated sooner or later.
He Xie went to the bank to exchange a large amount of legal currency. After thinking about it, he called a rickshaw and went straight to the police station in the public concession.
Half an hour later, there were three gold bars on the desk of the police chief, and He Xie, who walked out of the police station, put on a brand new police officer uniform.
Attention, it's a police officer.
In his pocket, he also carried three letters of appointment and five blank police identification documents.
He waved, and soon a rickshaw stopped in front of him. The driver looked at him in awe, nodded and bowed with a smile: "Officer, what are your orders?"
He Xie got into the car with a smile, put his wooden box aside, sat down comfortably, and crossed his legs.