In fact, Zhang Hujun lied.

For the sake of my remaining self-esteem.

He did not tell Lin Xiao that his legs had been minced.

When Zhang Hujun held Lin Xiao's hand tremblingly, he kowtowed three times.

"Brother Xiao, save me!" Zhang Hujun's voice was choked, but his eyes had become as fierce as a tiger's.

Lin Xiao thought for a moment and asked: "Do you accept mechanical legs?"

"accept!"

Zhang Hujun choked and shouted.

Now, as long as he can survive and take revenge, he doesn't care which kind of legs he has.

"Do you have a knife?" Lin Xiao suddenly asked.

"Knife? Yes, yes!" Zhang Hujun tremblingly took out a fruit knife.

Lin Xiao relaxed his arm muscles, pierced the skin with a fruit knife, took out a little blood, and smeared it on Zhang Hujun's broken thigh, and finally managed to stop the bleeding.

Zhang Hujun felt sobbing and kowtowed hard again.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao!!"

Lin Xiao waved his hand and didn't care.

He is going to die anyway, so this blood can be of some use, which can be regarded as gaining another virtue.

"Is there anyone selling mechanical legs here? It doesn't need to be high-end, it just needs to be usable."

“There is a comprehensive market in the south of the city!”

In the evening, Lin Xiao went to the comprehensive market and found a set of three-hand mechanical legs from a cautious vendor, which also came with a set of installation tools.

"A total of three hundred thousand!" Trader Lion said loudly.

Lin Xiao threw out the black plastic bag containing 800,000 yuan and said casually: "Diandian."

The merchant's eyes lit up when he saw it.

Lin Xiao smiled, suddenly took out a fruit knife, divided the plastic island and the cash inside into two parts, threw one part to the vendor, and burned the other part with a lighter.

"Don't show such a greedy expression, try to cover it up, maybe I'll give you all the money if I'm in a good mood."

Looking at the tearful vendor, Lin Xiao whistled and left slowly.

In the days that followed, a myth spread around this comprehensive market.

A legend about carrying 800,000 yuan in a plastic bag.

A legend about four hundred thousand cash being burned.

...

"Ever heard of a saying?"

Lin Xiao sat on the big rock by the river, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, looking at Zhang Hujun calmly.

Zhang Hujun has already put on a mechanical leg. He can't hide his excitement and continues to explore the uses of the mechanical leg.

"By the way, brother, what do you think about installing two sharp blades on the mechanical legs?"

"How to install it? On the toe? Wolverine in the wrong position?"

"No, no, just replace the feet with knives."

Zhang Huhan rubbed the back of his head and said a little shyly: "I studied ballet when I was a child and I often walked on my toes."

"Oh, that's a good idea. Then go to the comprehensive market to modify it yourself, and I'll take a nap."

"Well..." Zhang Hujun's face turned redder: "I have no money..."

A boy of sixteen or seventeen is the time when he cares about face the most.

But being short of money, Zhang Hujun had long forgotten what face was.

Lin Xiao casually threw out a plastic bag: "Go ahead, just get used to the mechanical legs in advance."

At noon, when Zhang Hujun appeared at the comprehensive market carrying a plastic bag, the entire comprehensive market exploded.

There is another ruthless person who takes money in plastic bags!

Following Lin Xiao's lesson last time, all the vendors were very polite and even a little flattering this time.

Wherever Zhang Hujun goes, he is greeted with respect.

"I want to replace the mechanical leg's feet with steel knives."

When I walked out of a shop, the shop owner smiled in a respectful manner.

They were pouring tea and asking to sit down, which made Zhang Hujun even doubt whether this was still a profit-seeking comprehensive market.

"Dear guest, what kind of knife do you need? As long as you ask, I can get it for you even if it is meteorite from outer space!"

The shop owner was bent over, barely kowtowing to Zhang Hujun.

Here, money is king.

Whoever has money is God.

certainly.

It would be better if God were more generous.

"Hmm... Just about the same material..."

Looking at a plastic bag full of cash, Zhang Hujun thought for a while and counted out only one thousand yuan.

"This is all I have. I don't want more than a thousand."

The store owner was dumbfounded on the spot.

Why is this God so picky?

A plastic bag full of cash, at least six to seven hundred thousand!

You carry so much money with you, but you are only willing to spend a thousand?

"All right......"

The shop owner nodded dejectedly and installed two knives made of grade three hard steel on Zhang Hujun's mechanical legs.

Zhang Hujun stood up slowly. The slender blade made his figure even more slender, almost two meters one. His whole body took on a new look, filled with an aura of sharpness.

"Why did you bring it back again?"

Looking at the plastic islands full of plastic, Lin Xiao asked in confusion: "Is this the only bargain in the comprehensive market?"

Zhang Hujun placed the money in front of Lin Xiao with great respect, and said with firm eyes: "Brother Xiao, you gave me three lives today."

"The first time was when I had my leg broken by Aaron and Ahu."

"The second time was when Xu Kun chopped off my legs."

"The third time." Zhang Hujun looked down at the sharp mechanical knife legs and said seriously: "You gave me the chance to live again. You gave me these legs and this life. I dare not ask for more.

too much......"

Lin Xiao understood clearly and waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense and start training."

Zhang Hujun's eyes were bright: "Okay!"

When he agreed, Zhang Hujun didn't notice that Lin Xiao's face had become increasingly pale in the past two days.

...

The first training is to become familiar with and skillfully use the knife leg.

"Walk faster! It's a grind!"

From walking at the beginning, to running, and finally to running back and forth, Zhang Hujun became familiar with it very quickly.

"Come, practice using the knife leg."

Lin Xiao glanced at the rushing river and said casually: "Isn't your family a fisherman? Then use your knife legs to catch fish. Today's task is to catch a hundred fish!"

The river was fast, and the stones on the river bed were covered with moss and were so slippery that it was difficult for a person to stand firmly on them, let alone Zhang Hujun's sword legs.

Throughout the afternoon, Zhang Hujun kept falling and standing up repeatedly. He was covered in bruises, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. He kept falling and getting up, and the sound of the knife's leg colliding with the bluestone was endless.

Lin Xiao didn't care. He made a straw hat with water straws, covered his face, and lay by the river, blowing in the wind idly.

At this time, he actually looked a bit like Sun Jiufeng.

Finally, in the dead of night, when the moonlight was soft and the river was gurgling, Zhang Hujun stood on a bluestone, bruised all over his body, but his face flushed and he shouted excitedly: "Brother Xiao! I succeeded!!"

However, he did not wait for Lin Xiao's praise.

"Did you catch a fish?"

In the dead of night, on the empty riverside, there is only a sleeping figure covered with a straw hat, and a black shadow that is constantly turning and moving in the river.

The next morning, Lin Xiao woke up and opened his eyes.

The air in the mountains is fresh.

His mind suddenly became clear.

Looking up, there are green mountains and green waters.

It's still a suitable place to wait to die.
Chapter completed!