Wei He practiced three times in one breath until his hands were red and he couldn't bear it enough, and then he sighed and replaced him.

"How is it?" The third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu was eating jerky meat on the side. It seemed that it was a rat. He bit a thin mouse leg in his mouth, which made him feel a little disgusting.

"It's okay." Wei He nodded.

"This skin grinding depends on perseverance. After all, it is quite painful to wear. However, I may be worried that I can't hold on for a while, but you don't have this problem." Cheng Shaojiu said with a smile.

He said, getting closer, with a lower smile on his face.

"Chen Biao is dead. He was discovered a few days ago and died in his own yard."

He lowered his voice and pointed.

In this era, it is quite common to die. No one cares about a gangster.

But this Chen Biao is different.

Cheng Shaojiu knows it, and Wei He knows it too.

"Oh." Wei He replied dumbly.

"And his two followers died together." Cheng Shaojiu patted Wei He's shoulder, his expression a little complicated.

He had a new understanding of the ruthlessness of Junior Brother Wei in front of him.

I told him a while ago that Chen Biao was injured, and now all three of them are dead. How could this be so coincidental?

He said that it was not Wei He's attack, and he wouldn't believe it if he was beaten to death.

When I think about it carefully, the quick and ruthless moves made him feel cold.

Cheng Shaojiu has been in the Shanquan yard for so long this time, and he has seen many young people of all kinds, but this is the first time he has seen such a ruthless and action-oriented manner as Wei He.

Fortunately, there are people in his family who use similar methods, and Cheng Shaojiu has no different opinions.

"This world..." he sighed.

Wei He was silent. He knew that Cheng Shaojiu had guessed it, but there was no evidence for such a thing, and no one could do anything to him.

"Not mentioning this, the price of pork in the city has increased recently. We practitioners cannot lack meat. Although other meats can be eaten except pigs, they taste like this rat, and they always feel uncomfortable."

Cheng Shaojiu quickly returned to normal and talked about other things.

Wei He listened, and just listened, occasionally responding to show that he was not distracted.

The two of them quickly turned their attention to other places.

Just after a few words, the eldest senior brother Zhao Hong took a silence and led a few female disciples who were walking back into the yard with a hunched face.

"master."

These female disciples have round waists and thick waists, only one of them is a bit beautiful, with a slim figure, a bulging chest and delicate skin.

In comparison, even Wei He's second sister Wei Ying, who was next to him, was compared.

Most of the men who were practicing skin-tightening were attracted by this female disciple.

The woman also had a faint sense of cleanliness that ordinary poor people did not have.

Wei He also noticed these people and couldn't help but take a few more glances at the most conspicuous female disciple.

"It was the girls' courtyard that was dissolved and all merged. It was said that the number of people was not enough." Cheng Shaojiu whispered from the side.

"Senior Brother Third, do you know well-informed and know the most beautiful junior sister?" A man from the side came over and asked with a smile.

"Of course I know." Cheng Shaojiu nodded, "But don't make any decisions about her. Her name is Jiang Su, and she is the second daughter of the famous Jiang family in the town. She has a wealthy family and is one of the top talents in the girls' courtyard. I think Xiao Ran is a little better than her.

The most important thing is that this junior sister has a bad temper.” Speaking of this, he shook his head, obviously not interested in Jiang Su.

Wei He listened silently on the side, and did not talk to each other.

He has been secretly searching for the situation of his elder sister and parents.

The big sister's side, now the trouble is that even the entire Black Water Gang is gradually getting smaller and more depressed, and it is about to destroy the Gang.

For his parents, Cheng Shaojiu only got a message here, that is, a sure message of disappearance.

There is nothing else to do.

So now he is not thinking about the opposite sex at all. What he thinks about all day long is to practice martial arts well, and after having some capital to establish himself, he secretly searches for the whereabouts of his relatives.

No matter what, his parents and elder sister gave him a lot of care and support when he first came.

He is a person who does not recognize blood ties and only recognizes friendship. He doesn't care about blood ties or anything else, but he has to repay this love.

"Look, everyone who talks back." Cheng Shaojiu smiled and gloated. "Junior Sister Jiang is not in the same circle as us. It is better for you to be sober."

Wei He looked at it after hearing this.

Sure enough, several senior brothers and sisters who surrounded them were all beaten away by the new junior sister Jiang Su with a cold face.

Jiang Su looked around and walked to a corner alone and began to get skin. She didn't know why a girl, she chose the martial arts of returning to the mountain boxing, which is self-damaging to the skin.

Cheng Shaojiu and the other senior brothers whispered for a while, but when he saw that there was nothing to say, he naturally disbanded.

Wei He didn't care either, so he took a break, continued to move forward and began the second round of skin grinding.

Over the past few days, he had already noticed that the last little blackness of the Breaking Realm Bead in his heart was about to be completed.

So I also felt a little expectant in my heart, and I was very excited to practice.

But the last bit of blackness is, the more you look forward to it, the slower you feel.

Time passes by rapidly.

The training day by day passed slowly. The black of the Breaking Realm Bead became denser, and the last little blank became smaller and smaller.

The skin-padding stage also slowly began to deepen.

According to Old Man Zheng’s rules, skin grinding is only provided for two months. If you cannot successfully get started with skin grinding in two months, then it will be impossible to succeed again in the future.

This means that if you don’t have personal qualifications, you will have limited achievements even if you practice.

There were six brothers who were polishing their skin with Wei He.

In addition, there are seven people including Wei He.

Wei He practiced hard without saying a word or saying a word.

Suddenly one morning.

The third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu rarely said anything rare. It was a bit abnormal.

Wei He had just taken off his coat and was about to roll up his sleeves to start practicing, but he saw two senior brothers who used to be polished together, wearing complete clothes and carrying luggage, quietly leaving the side door.

"They don't practice martial arts at this time..." The man next to him said in surprise.

"I won't practice anymore. They won't practice anymore." Cheng Shaojiu said lightly.

Everyone around them understood and fell silent.

My junior brother who only started this month was puzzled and didn't understand.

Not far away, Old Man Zheng began to show off again, explaining the newcomer's trick system of Huishanquan.

From time to time, I just sucked the willow branches.

The new boys could only bear it, and someone rushed to the inner room to bring out snacks.

Lao Zheng kept his composure as always, and this scene was exactly the same as when Wei He entered the game.

Wei He was silent and calculated the time he had to wear his skin.

There is still half a month left, and if it fails, he has no choice but to leave sadly.

Thinking of this, he rolled up his sleeves silently, walked to a wooden basin, and started the skin grinding of a new day.

Cheng Shaojiu didn't say much, but walked to the corner to start practicing with people in practice.

The huge yard is divided into three pieces, one is a newcomer, one is a skin-puffing, and one is a practical training piece. The ground in the middle is separated by white and gray lines, which is clearly divided.

Time continues to pass day by day.

The two-month period is getting closer.

Soon, two more people couldn't help but feel this psychological pressure and left early.

New people have also joined the skin-grinding stage.

Wei He worked silently, but his fists quickly faded away from red, which was because he failed to reach the level of cowhide.

Only by reaching the cowhide can you truly stay and continue practicing the follow-up. Otherwise, without this foundation, you will not be able to practice the mountain boxing, and it is useless to stay.

Soon, there are still the last five days before time.

Inside your own house.

In the afternoon, Wei He came back from the yard, sat on the stool and rested for a while, and was about to get up to have a meal.

With a click, the wooden door was gently pushed open.

Second sister Wei Ying walked in quietly, holding a small bag in her hand, which was a gray bag.

Before I got closer, a strong smell of medicine floated out of the bag.
To be continued...