Flags were waving and military formations were forming.
The morale is as strong as a rainbow and unstoppable.
The handsome flag moved.
The whole army moves.
With one charge, the mountain peak was flattened.
The handsome flag quickly came to Jason's side.
Under the handsome banner, a figure is sitting on a horse.
However, Jason couldn't see the other person's face clearly.
It seems that the other person is smiling.
He seemed to have a serious face.
All of these feelings are present, but not all.
In the end, only a glow remained.
Under this light, a unique temperament involuntarily attracted Jason's attention.
That is the temperament of unparalleled loyalty.
That is the temperament of being willing to shed blood for the earth beneath your feet and the people on the earth.
'He shed his blood, and this blood penetrated into our nation and was passed down from generation to generation!'
Inexplicably, these words emerged from Jason's heart.
At the same time, the figure was also telling him what to write.
It's just that the other party's appearance is the same, so he can't hear it clearly.
All that is left is the howling mountain wind.
All that was left was the shouts of the soldiers.
In the wind, in the shouting, the voice gradually became clear -
Wolf smoke rises, and the mountains and rivers look north.
The dragon flag rolls, the horse neighs, and the sword energy is like frost.
…
Listening to that heroic voice, Jason blinked.
Suddenly, everything in front of him disappeared, leaving only his room in the martial arts gym.
He is still sitting in the secret room.
However, his hand was raised, as if he wanted to grab something.
He sat there blankly, recalling the scene he had just been in a trance.
Jason was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
In front of his eyes, there were still lines of text——
【Judgment passed!】
[Physique +0.1]
[Extra talent options for unarmed combat: borrowing force, fighting force]
[Borrowing power: After experiencing life and death again and again, you have mastered this extremely special skill. When you parry the opponent's attack with both hands, you can neutralize the opponent's attack power that does not exceed the bomb level (excluding energy attacks)]
[Strike: When the additional option of ‘borrowing force’ is triggered, you can use the opponent’s strength to fight back with your attack]
…
‘Leverage your strength?’
Looking at the two new additional options, Jason was a little stunned.
Then, he recalled the scene when he picked the tackle just now.
When his feet landed on the ground, it seemed that it was not just about brute strength.
No!
Still brute force!
However, this kind of brute force is no longer the arms, but the whole body.
After using all the strength of the body to shift the opponent's center of gravity, he then struck a fatal blow.
Jason couldn't help but stood up and punched out.
Although it hits the air.
But the air in front of this punch seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and then trembled again and again. When the tremor reached an extreme, the air was distorted by scorching heat.
final--
Bang!
A low muffled sound echoed in the room.
"This punch..."
Jason frowned slightly.
The air is different from the real thing, and some subtleties cannot be felt.
Jason immediately opened the door and prepared to go to the martial arts arena to try it out.
It's not about who you're fighting against.
Just simply hit the wooden dummy.
At this time, Doubao had once again led the nine disciples in the martial arts gym to complete the boxing.
The nine disciples were doing their own exercises, with Doubao guiding them.
When Jason walked out, all the disciples' eyes were attracted to Jason.
These martial arts disciples naturally know what happened last night.
At this time, the eyes looking at Jason were a little more probing.
Is my owner seriously injured?
Every disciple is guessing.
Beanbao is worried.
But among these disciples, Doubao cannot show more, because it will affect people's hearts.
In fact, when the disciples came this morning, they asked her insinuatingly.
For Doubao, the martial arts school is the foundation of the gym owner.
There is no room for error in nature.
Therefore, he told these disciples simply that the master of the hall was fine and was only slightly injured.
The rumors outside are just spreading rumors.
But when Jason actually came out, Doubao immediately became worried.
Not worried about her lies being exposed.
But worried about Jason's health.
"The owner?"
Doubao asked softly.
Jason smiled and nodded, but did not stop. He walked straight to the wooden dummy on the side of the training ground, and then punched out——
Bang!
The fist is in close contact with the wooden dummy.
Everyone saw that the punch hit three points.
hiss!
The nine disciples took a breath of cold air. They practiced with wooden dummies every day, and they knew best how hard these wooden dummies were. Not to mention punching, even slashing with swords could only leave shallow marks.
.
But now, the owner of their gym leaves a mark with one punch.
If this hit someone, they would probably break bones and tendons.
But things that surprised them even more continued.
The hit wooden mannequin shook violently, as if the ground was shaking.
After a moment,
boom!
The wooden dummy just exploded.
The wood was torn apart and charred black, as if explosives were buried.
"this?!"
Everyone was stunned.
Includes bean bags.
Doubao is the person closest to Mubai, so she naturally knows Mubai's strength. She is not surprised by the previous punch. Mubai can sometimes do it when practicing in private.
However, the current punch is absolutely impossible.
Could it be...
'Is it what mother said that cannot be broken or established?'
'The museum owner has gone through the previous injuries. Not only has there been no hidden wounds, but he has also taken a step closer?'
Doubao's eyes lit up when he thought of this.
"You, the owner?"
Doubao asked tentatively.
"Um."
"I happen to have some insights."
Jason nodded and answered, then looked at the martial arts disciples who were stunned and stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you continue?"
"Yes, owner."
"Understood, Master."
The disciples immediately came to their senses and started practicing again one by one.
Compared to before, the disciples at this time were working harder.
After Jason glanced at it, his eyes turned to the bean bag.
"I just had some insights, I'm going to take a look around."
Jason said.
"Well, host, you can go ahead."
"Remember to come back during lunch."
Doubao warned.
"good."
Jason, who had already turned around and walked out of the martial arts hall, curled up his lips. He found that the bean buns were really good. Not to mention anything else, just for three meals a day, he felt like he couldn't live without them.
'The scene just now should be enough.'
Jason recalled the expressions of those disciples and was confident that by the afternoon, he was not injured, but the news of his great improvement in skill would spread throughout the mountain city.
These disciples just spend money to learn martial arts and are not disciples who enter the family.
Naturally, I won't keep any secrets from him.
In fact, I should have come with different thoughts today.
However, these are not important.
When others pay, he hands in fists.
It can also convey some information to the outside world, which is really killing two birds with one stone.
Jason is confident that when such news is passed on, some people will believe it, but these people are very few, and more people will not believe it, or even think that he is spreading suspicion.
Then!
The bonus he offers himself will become more and more attractive.
'Come on more!'
'It's better to bring 'food'.'
Jason thought expectantly.
He has harvested a wave of big investors in the mountain city, and the remaining "retail investors" will naturally also want to reap a wave. It is really a win-win situation.
'The reputation of the main mission has reached 80. It has skyrocketed due to the assassination last night.'
'Reaching 100 sooner than expected...huh?'
Jason glanced at the main mission, and suddenly his eyes froze.
He saw a wonton stall.
A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life was standing behind the carrying pole packing.
Obviously, we are ready to close the stall.
Jason had met the owner of this wonton stall once. His face and body shape have not changed now, but the previous owner was not infected with the 'death energy'!
Under his [Death Aura Sense], Jason could confirm that the owner of this wonton stall had just killed someone.
Moreover, the body is in the alley behind.
'Are you here for the bonus?'
'still……'
'Accident?'
Jason thought as he stood in front of the wonton stall.
"Master Mu, would you like a bowl of wontons?"
Zhao Laosi, who was closing the stall, raised his head and showed a shrewd smile.
It was as if he was happy that he could finally sell the remaining wontons.
"Um."
Jason nodded.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
"Would you like an egg?"
Zhao Laosi asked.
"add."
Jason answered in the affirmative, and then stood in front of the wonton stall and watched Zhao Laosi getting busy.
At this time, it was already morning, and busy people on the martial arts street passed by in a hurry, but when they saw the tall and burly Jason, they would slow down, with curiosity on their faces and inquiring eyes.
Obviously, what happened in Zuixian Tower last night is already known to everyone in the city.
However, no one came to disturb me.
For ordinary people in the mountain city, the owner of Wuguan Street is already out of the category of ordinary people.
In addition, after the existence of Li Deshang and the appearance of some rumors and rumors, these people were still in awe no matter how curious they were.
The same thing happened to Zhao Laosi in front of him.
While cooking the wontons, he looked at Jason secretly from time to time, but didn't dare to look any further.
Everything is normal.
But Jason felt a little strange for no reason.
Zhao Laosi in front of him looked a little unnatural.
But Jason couldn't tell exactly what was unnatural about it.
However, the wontons are very tasty.
Although he hasn't eaten it yet, Jason can already smell the smell.
Even in his mind, Jason was already guessing the taste of wontons, especially when paired with the soup, it must taste good.
"Master Mu, chopped green onion and coriander?"
"Both."
"The vinegar and pepper are there."
Zhao Laosi pointed to the corner of the stall and started to make soup for Jason. A little seaweed, dried shrimps, salt and pepper were diluted by the hot soup, and the original flavor immediately bloomed, with emerald green chopped green onions and coriander rolling around.
When they reached the upper level of the bowl, the poached eggs were immediately put into the bowl, and when the white wontons were poured into the bowl one by one, they complemented the green color even more.
Two drops of sesame oil make this bowl of wontons even more mouth-watering.
"Master Mu, your wontons."
Zhao Laosi smiled.
"Well, let's have another bowl."
Jason said something after taking the bowl.
"good."
Zhao Laosi was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled.
Jason didn't sit on the horse. He just stood there and took a sip of the soup. After sipping his lips, he started adding vinegar, chili pepper, and salt. He didn't even use a spoon. He just picked up the bowl and drank it as soon as he raised his neck.
ravioli.
Zhao Laosi had obviously never seen people eating wontons like this, and was a little frightened.
Jason licked his lips, put down the bowl, and waited patiently.
He was sure, why did he feel strange just now.
because--
The person in front of me is definitely not Zhao Laosi.
Zhao Laosi's wontons are not as delicious.
The sense of smell doesn’t lie!
He had smelled the ravioli cooked by the other party before.
It was at least two levels worse than the bowl he had just eaten.
Moreover, the other party was not willing to put shrimp skin and pepper at all.
But the bowl just now had not only dried shrimps but also pepper, and it was also just right. The other party’s craftsmanship was no worse than what the master chef at the ‘Zui Xian Lou’ did last night.
'Kill Zhao Laosi and pretend to be someone else?'
Jason thought quietly.
Where is Zhao Laosi?
No doubt it's in the back alley.
As for the other party’s purpose?
Most likely they are here for the bonus.
However, Jason was in no hurry to take action.
First, he twitched his nose to confirm that there was no more 'food' on the other party, and then Jason waited patiently.
There is no more 'food', and it is natural to eat more bowls of wontons.
However, just when Jason was picking up the second bowl of wontons, he suddenly felt like a light on his back,
Subconsciously, Jason turned his head and saw the bean bag.
Doubao stood at the door of the martial arts gym, looking at the place. Several martial arts apprentices had just left.
Apparently, Doubao was delivering a martial arts apprentice, and happened to see Jason eating wontons in front of a wonton stall.
Jason's eyesight was far superior to that of ordinary people, and he could see the grievance and anger in Doubao's eyes at a glance.
It seems to be saying, isn’t my cooking delicious?
Why go out to eat?
Can’t you eat it at home?
Under such gaze, Jason felt faint in his heart.
It is involuntary weakness.
It seems that I have done something wrong.
Especially when Doubao just stood there and watched, without coming to stop him or scolding him, but just seemed more and more aggrieved, even if he was not wrong, he still felt that he was wrong.
'what to do?'
'My long-term cook will be gone, right?'
'To save it!'
'We must save it!'
When Jason was using his brain, two figures appeared on the side of Martial Arts Street.
Two young and beautiful girls in cheongsam came over.
The one on the left is slightly taller and has slender thighs.
Although the one on the right is a little shorter, he has rough waves.
Both of them are quite beautiful in appearance, especially when walking together, their well-fitting cheongsams are even more eye-catching. They attracted the attention of men on the martial arts street almost as soon as they appeared.
Look at the left side for a while, and look at the right side for a while.
But the two of them ignored this at all and walked up to Jason.
"Master Mu, good morning."
"Do you remember us?"
"I am Li Yuan, and this is Zhao Shuhua."
After the two girls came over, the girl on the right said directly with gratitude on her face, as did the girl on the left.
The names Li Yuan and Zhao Shuhua were very unfamiliar to Jason.
However, he has met two people.
For the first time, the two of them were dressed in student uniforms in front of his martial arts gym.
The second time was on the pier late at night, and the two of them were tied up in a crowd of traffickers.
This is the third time.
They both came here to express their gratitude.
Jason didn't care.
He didn't go out of his way to save people, or he just happened to do it.
Therefore, he nodded and didn't want to pay attention to the two of them anymore.
However, this is not the case for Li Yuanyuan and Zhao Shuhua.
"I really appreciate you."
"Without you, we would..."
The two of them were so emotional that they were about to cry while talking.
The feeling of thorns on my back deepened.
Jason quietly aimed at the door of the martial arts hall.
Doubao was still standing there, the anger in his eyes was gone, and only the grievance remained, but the grievance was several times greater than before.
The expression on his face is saying: You have a dog outside!
no!
This can't go on like this!
Otherwise the cook would be gone!
Thinking of this, Jason's expression changed, and his habitual indifference became righteous and awe-inspiring, and a strong sense of majesty and evil appeared in his eyes. He looked at Zhao Laosi behind the wonton stall and said word by word——
