More than forty minutes later, the car drove into the old urban area of the county. Like many developing places, in the past, urban areas were too bad, so they often re-selected a new site for development, which at least exempted them from the financial burden of demolishing old buildings.
wait.
When he arrived at the old city, Zhang Heng felt like he had returned to a small town. It would be more appropriate to call it a city rather than a market. As the old lady just said, there are many odd jobs here, and people who make a living by doing help are naturally not there.
few.
But Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh when he thought that an old man who had devoted his entire life to martial arts actually made a living by helping out.
"Zhang Heng, it's almost getting dark. Let's find someone quickly and ask where Ying Long is. It'll be easy to eat if we find it. I'm already hungry." Fu Mei pouted and put on her shoulders the food she bought for Zhang Heng early in the morning.
Rib-shaped cyan coat.
Zhang Heng suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, we will find him soon. I have already seen him."
"Did you see Ying Long? Where is he?" Fu Mei looked around curiously, but she only saw a messy scene. Everyone was busy with their own work, unloading and restocking goods, and doing business. There was no sign of martial arts training at all.
team.
Zhang Heng blinked, gave a funny look, pointed to the corner of the road and said, "Look at those bricks?"
"Brick? What happened to Brick?" Fu Mei said and actually ran to the corner to look at Brick.
Zhang Heng had no choice but to lead his sister and follow him. As for the vehicles, they can park on the roadside at will. There is no parking fee in this place. A small place also has its advantages.
"Oh, look, there is a hole in the middle of this brick." Fu Mei shouted in surprise and deceit.
Zhang Heng took the brick and just put his index finger through the brick. It was a fire brick. It was a red brick weighing about one kilogram. An ordinary person could break it with the palm of his hand, but his hand would probably be injured, let alone
If you pierce it directly with your fingers, even if you insert a spear into the brick, it will only break into pieces, and it is impossible to create such a hollow appearance.
"It's amazing. This finger can catch up with the arrow shot by a hard bow." Old Song smacked his tongue a little, obviously shocked. Of course, if such bricks were placed in the sacred soil, those monster warriors would definitely be able to directly use their hands.
Knead it into powder, there is no comparison.
Zhang Heng rubbed his fingers, not daring to give it a try. Although the overall quality of his body has improved now, some parts are still not in place. If he really inserts his fingers hard into the brick, the brick will definitely break, but conversely his fingers will not
Serious injury may occur.
"Let's go to the grocery store in front and ask!" Zhang Heng looked at it for a moment and urged everyone to get on their way.
"Are you looking for Master Ying? He is unloading goods in front. Come on, just turn the corner." After Zhang Heng spent some money, the grocery store owner enthusiastically told Ying Long the news.
When he heard this, Zhang Heng was a little excited. He didn't expect that things went so smoothly and that he could get it done in just one day. Ten minutes later, Zhang Heng suddenly stopped. He also stopped Fu Mei and told everyone to be silent.
In front of him was a large truck loaded with putty powder bags. But there was only one person unloading the goods. That person was covered in white ash, even his hair. It was impossible to tell his appearance and age, but Zhang Heng's intuition told him that this person was Ying Long.
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"Old Song, look at Fu Mei and Xiaoyi. I'll go up and meet him for a while." Zhang Heng was overjoyed to see Hunter Xin. Since his modern body became stronger, he hasn't had a real fight. The previous battle with Shen Mo and others
Actually it doesn’t count.
"Buzz!" Zhang Heng said and moved, throwing out the bricks in his hand and using Jiang An's wooden stabbing skills, which was much better than his bow and arrow accuracy.
"Boom!" A muffled sound came, and Zhang Heng's footsteps suddenly stopped, with a look of disbelief on his face, because the brick he threw actually hit the bag on the back of the unloader, even though there was a bag in between.
The goods can't hurt anyone, but if the other party is really Yinglong, how could he not be able to avoid it?
Could it be that my intuition was wrong this time? But considering the news given by the grocery store owner just now, it shouldn’t be the case.
"Are you Yinglong?" Zhang Heng stepped forward and grabbed the unloader, whose head had been lowered.
The man finally stopped unloading the goods and raised his head, only to see that his eyelashes were covered with white dust. "Boss, do you have any work for me? Or I have offended the boss in some way. If so, please forgive me, boss." The words were genuine.
The accent was very strong, but Zhang Heng was half a spoken English teacher, so it was easy to understand him.
Zhang Heng shook his head, with a lot of emotions in his heart. Although he was disappointed that Yinglong's character was so soft, perhaps he was tempered by life and his animal nature would be released as soon as he entered the primitive space.
"The first time I came to this place, I came specifically for you, but first you have to fight with me." Zhang Heng said as he began to unbutton his shirt and take off his top, which Fu Mei bought for him in the morning.
Yes, it's a pity that it was scrapped.
"Boss, I still have to work, and my family is still waiting for me to get money to go back to eat." Ying Long's hoarse voice came.
Zhang Heng heard this kind of voice mentioned by Tashi inadvertently, saying that people who have injured their bodies while practicing Qigong will most likely have problems with their vocal cords and become hoarse.
"How much does it cost to unload a truck of goods? I will replenish it for you ten times." Zhang Heng said seriously.
But Yinglong replied: "I asked boss for ten times your money, but I will lose many opportunities to unload the goods in the future. Please consider that I am over fifty years old, so I'd better go and compete with others."
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Zhang Heng sighed, suddenly moved, and punched out, cleanly and neatly, just like his character, there was no warning when he started, and it exploded immediately.
"Poof!" Ying Long was knocked to the ground by his punch. The master of Tongbei Quan, who was about 1.8 meters tall and had a frame much larger than ordinary people, was knocked down by him.
But this was not the result he wanted, because he only used three points of strength in his hand, and his punch was shattered as soon as he hit it. Ying Long fell down on purpose.
Looking at Ying Long's rough fingers that were as rough as those of primitive people, even thick powder could not cover them up, and his arms that naturally hung down a bit longer than ordinary people, Zhang Heng really wanted to have a good fight with him, and right away, he
Can't wait any longer.
"Make a price, how much does it cost to really fight with me?" Zhang Heng is not so vulgar as to use money to measure Yinglong's personality, but it is obvious that Yinglong is short of money, and he uses money only as a means to make the other party use all his strength.
method, otherwise there would be no chance to actually take action after formal contact.
Ying Long wanted to refuse, because he was really old, and this was the third time the truck was unloaded today. In the morning, he taught his apprentices how to practice boxing. At the end of the day, he only ate two pancakes at noon. At this time, his stomach
He had been starving for a long time, and he saw that the outsider in front of him was very skilled. He would inevitably be injured in a fight. His injured disciples' livelihood would be cut off, and he didn't know how many people would run away. If he were to injure this person,
He couldn't afford to pay, but his words of refusal turned out to be, "Boss, can you give me one thousand? Eight hundred is fine too. If you hurt me, I don't have to pay extra for medical expenses."
Zhang Heng sighed again, took a deep breath to get rid of these negative emotions, and said seriously: "As long as you can hit me, I will give you one thousand, if you can hurt me, I will give you ten thousand, if you can make me bleed, I will give you
How about you give me 100,000 yuan? Now you can have a serious fight with me!" Then he took out the money he had on him. It wasn't much, but it was almost 10,000 yuan in cash.
ps: I don’t have enough time, this chapter is only 2k, I will try to update another chapter tomorrow!