Chapter 10: People are in a panic! [Please read on]

"Missing? Are you kidding me?"

early in the morning

Zhu Ji’s Butcher Shop, which should be noisy, turned out to be extremely dull and silent!

Only Zhu Sihai's disbelieving roar echoed everywhere.

Wei Hong, Li Daniu and other people who had just escaped had pale faces and were obviously frightened.

"How dare I joke about this kind of thing!" Zhao Mingjie, the third stall owner, argued with a sullen look on his face: "Everyone was very frightened at that time. If I hadn't had a tough attitude and forced them to come back after delivering the goods, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to come back. I have to leave my car and my meat behind and run for my life. Is it possible that you still don’t believe me?”

"Could it be that the two of them fell behind?" Zhu Sihai asked, rubbing his brows depressedly, "Is it normal for two people to get lost in the middle of the night?"

"That's normal!" Zhao Mingjie whispered in a low voice: "The convoy is lit with torches at night, no matter how blind you are, you can't get lost, right? Moreover, the two of them were lined up in the middle of the convoy, and in the blink of an eye, not even the people and the car were gone. You said this..."

"hiss!"

Zhu Sihai was also frightened and took a breath.

"Don't make any noise, send someone out to look for it first!"

"good!"

The two briefly discussed for a while, and Zhao Mingjie began to go out to look for people.

Zhu Sihai personally took charge of the butcher shop, fearing that something would go wrong again.

Wei Hong and others still looked at each other, all a little shocked.

"It's okay." Li Daniu smiled and comforted: "Maybe the two of them were just secretly looking for flowers and willows."

"hehe!"

Everyone rolled their eyes perfunctorily, no one was stupid enough to believe such nonsense.

Wei Hong could not forget the chill and coldness at that time. He was sure that Lu Kang and Jiang Kui disappeared in the blink of an eye. This kind of weird event was difficult to reason with common sense. If it happened, only one of them would die. .

"What are you doing with such a mournful face? Could something weird in broad daylight harm you? Now that you're back, it means you're safe!" Zhu Sihai scolded angrily: "Just do whatever you have to do now. I'll get off work an hour early in the afternoon and go home to rest. , before leaving, everyone should go to the stall to receive three pounds of offal and a reward, do you understand?"

"Yes! Thank you, the stall owner!"

"The big stalls are rich."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

The dull atmosphere gradually became warmer.

After staying up until lunch, Wei Hong started practicing again as usual.

"call!"

"Oh!"

He struck various poses.

Sometimes it crawls, sometimes it crawls, sometimes it twists its body.

The muscles of the half-naked upper body were tight and sweaty!

Do your best in every move, without any slack.

In the past, if he could only practice the seventh position, he would fall to the ground from exhaustion and it would be difficult to continue to persevere.

But he had just increased his health today, and his blood was surging all over his body. As if he had endless strength, he actually practiced from the first to the thirteenth form in one breath.

"Huh? Did this kid take the wrong medicine? He only practiced the seventh posture a few days ago, and now he has practiced the thirteenth posture?"

The swordsmen who were lifting the stone locks to practice their strength could not help but look at them in surprise.

Li Daniu was also stunned for a moment. Wei Hong just said yesterday that he had practiced the seventh form. How come he has made such great progress today? Could it be that he bought some decoction to nourish his qi and blood?

After some hard work, Wei Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

As the thirteenth pose was successfully completed, the bones all over his body began to make crackling sounds.

A sense of transparency arises inexplicably from the bottom of my heart.

The boiling blood turned into bursts of warmth and began to moisten every muscle in the body.

Billions of pores opened at this moment, a large amount of sweat spurted out, and a large amount of impurities were easily discharged from the body.

At the same time, besides the soreness in the limbs, there is also a numbing feeling, which makes people secretly intoxicated.

“Feels good!”

Wei Hong silently savored the process of becoming stronger, and his fearful heart gradually became more at ease.

Li Daniu couldn't help but sigh: "You can master the Thirteen Tiger Moves so quickly. Brother Hong is so awesome!"

"It's just a fluke." Wei Hong replied humbly.

"Take a rest and don't work too hard." Li Daniu advised.

"good!"

Wei Hong pretended to be tired and panted heavily, then decisively sat aside to rest.

Although he still has the energy to practice again now, even if he is tired, he can quickly recover his physical strength by adding a point to his health. It is not a problem to practice ten or eight times a day.

But he wisely chose to hide his clumsiness.

Just practicing thirteen postures in a row has attracted the attention of others.

If he practiced a few more times, even a fool would know that there was something fishy about him.

"It's better to go home and practice again!"

Wei Hong recalled the sense of transparency just now, and his mood couldn't help but feel a little better.

Fortunately, I took advantage of the Winter Clothes Festival to make a fortune today!

If he hadn't added some health points, it wouldn't have been easy for him to master the Zhuang Kung Fu so quickly.

Now he can complete the "Thirteen Postures of the Tiger" in one go, and the tempering effect will naturally increase exponentially. As long as he studies hard and practices hard, he will be able to reach an arm strength of two hundred kilograms in less than half a year.

Of course, this is the most conservative estimate!

If you can earn more vitality every day, add some.

Then it is unknown that this time will be greatly reduced.

In the afternoon, the butcher shop closed early.

Wei Hong also received three pounds of pig water, plus a reward of 200 Wen.

"The reward is so much? That's so generous." Wei Hong secretly smacked his tongue.

"What's this?" Li Daniu joked cheerfully: "I'm so happy that I can give you a reward of 200 Wen? A formal swordsman can have 500 Wen."

"They have good skills and work hard, so they deserve to earn a lot." Wei Hong said indifferently: "And don't we have the opportunity to become formal knifemen in the future?"

"That's right!" Li Daniu murmured with a face full of longing: "The monthly salary of knifemen is as high as 3 taels, and the rewards during festivals are generous. The unsold pig offal can be taken home at will. I dare not dream of such a good thing."

Wei Hong laughed dumbly, and he also had longing in his heart.

Compared with the monthly silver of the waiters and night watchmen in the restaurant, which is just over 1 tael, and the hard-earned money of the aunties in the slums who help people wash clothes every day, 3 taels of monthly silver is definitely a high income.

At least if you save a little money, it is not difficult to support a family of three!

"The future is promising!" Wei Hong sighed.

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