MTL - The Mad Cultivator-~

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In July in Wuhan, the sky was hot and hot, and it was very sultry. Just after 9 o'clock in the morning, the poisonous sun had begun to show its power, and it felt like it was sweating in its pores.

Hanzheng Street.

People who have been to Wuhan know this street. Those who have never been to it have heard the name of this street. This street is quite famous.

This place has been a place for businessmen since ancient times, and contemporary times are no exception. In the morning, the streets are busy. Shoppers, shoppers, wholesalers, upside-downs, and other gadgets are gathered from all directions, and the streets are bustling, lively, and fiery.

But at this moment, the three people who came forward are obviously not the people who trade.

The leading man, a black T-shirt and black leather pants, was in his twenties, with long and short hair, black with white, shawl down, wearing black sunglasses, and looked a little handsome.

He swayed a cigarette, walked around, swung left and right, took a few steps and scratched his scalp with his little finger, and then no matter whether there was no one nearby, it was just a bomb. However, even if someone really "wins the prize", at most it is disgusting at heart, and dare not provoke these people, because his face seems to write four big characters ... I am a hooligan.

The gangsters on Hanzheng Street are certainly not simple. The two younger brothers they are carrying are also very sturdy, with inch heads and black tight vests, which outline powerful tiger-backed bear chests. The timid friends saw the two dudes, and their legs and stomach were a little involuntary Trembling.

The three came along all the way, and soon arrived at the destination of this trip. A door was covered with firecrackers on the ground, apparently in front of the newly opened shop.

"Long Hu Xiang Noodle House."

The leading hooligan held his sunglasses with his hand, looked up, watched yawning lazily, pushed the glass to pop the door, and walked into the shop.

The decoration in the store is very simple, with white walls and white tops, and a few pots of orchids, and you can see that you have not spent too much money on the decoration. However, there are several mahogany sofas in the lobby, which are of great value, not to mention, at these points, the air conditioner in this store has already made the room cool and refreshing.

The hooligan man is also the owner with an amazing vision, and nodded silently. The owner of the shop is not bad, and the protection fee should not be difficult to collect today.

"This noodle shop has a good environment, but if there is no table, are the guests standing to eat noodles?" The sturdy little brother behind murmured, causing a little girl from the inner room to giggle.

This little girl is pretty. She has bright eyes, red lips and white teeth, and she has a charming bright smile. The leading gangster youth flashed in front of his eyes and scolded, "I am an immortal, but I do n’t know how to read more books and charge Chongdian. I do n’t have any culture, so I ’m ashamed when I come out. What kind of noodle shop is this? ! Remember! It takes culture to come out! "

The rogue young man finished scolding the younger brother, turned back and grinned at the young girl, and introduced himself, "I don't know the girl's surname. In the lower leaves, nearby merchants give their faces, and they all call him empty brother."

Although Ye Kongbin was polite, he was impressed by the scolding of the younger brother's outlet for being dirty, and watching him drop the boss's soot while talking, the younger girl frowned suddenly and said politely, "Uncle, please don't stand This is smoking! "

Who is Ye Kong? Hooligans in this street are lumpy, snakes. Everyday people have to give face, listen to the little girl's words, and suddenly feel upset, not to mention the title. "Uncle", it's abominable. The buddies are only twenty-four this year. The serious girlfriend is not there yet.

"Don't stand here to smoke? Couldn't older sister arrange a bed for the buddies to lie down and smoke?" Ye Kong asked the young girl with an oblique look, and asked indifferently.

It's really hard to deal with such a person. However, the little girl was not an ordinary person, she didn't answer the question at all, but Liu Mei's eyebrows stood upright, and she didn't speak, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Kong.

Big eyes stared at small eyes and did not give up.

I do n’t know if the hooligan discovered it. After about ten seconds, Ye Kong raised his hand and said, “Okay, okay, I ’m afraid of you. I ’m dead now? Okay, this year, There is no place to smoke. "

This person is not bad, but also knows that anyway, he has too much personality. The little girl held back her smile and reduced her dislike a lot. When the other party went out and threw away the cigarette butts, she said again, "My last name is Zhao, the boss here, the three uncles. Do you want to meet each other for luck? You have to name and size. "

Fortune-telling is named. Generally, the older the better, the better. It is best to have white hair and a long beard. The first look is the appearance of a longevity fairy. Otherwise, it ’s a blind girl wearing sunglasses. Today it is a little girl I don't know if I want to be deceived.

However, Ye Kong couldn't control those, and walked back, "Boss Zhao, I have never built a superstition with an envelope, nor will I let others help me choose my destiny, so you can't lie to my money."

One fortune teller hated others and did not believe it, the second hated others said a liar, Ye Kong's words made a taboo on the little girl, and the anger that had just dropped suddenly surged up again.

"Then what is it for you to come to the shop? It's okay, don't delay your work!"

Ye Kong didn't move, and smiled. "Boss Zhao, we are from Hanzheng Security Company. Seeing that your store is not doing well, we will send you security."

The little girl didn't understand the potential meaning of the other person's words, and immediately refused, "Thanks, our small local business is too small to support the security, let alone let him stand."

Seeing that the little girl was not sensible, Ye Kong continued, "Boss Zhao is not right. Opening the door to do business will inevitably lead to hooligan troubles, or thieves come to the door, or else some people will not give money after finishing their fortune, please There is a security guard in place, let alone worry if there is no place to stand, nothing will happen ... our company security will never come. "

The little girl's heart is funny, and the gangsters are foolish. You are gangsters, and you won't be able to come to your door if something goes wrong. Do you want to get money for nothing?

The little girl did n’t understand, it did n’t mean that others did n’t understand. At this time, a young handsome man came out of the inner room. The man was young, but there was an indescribable dust flowing in the footsteps. He even held a copy in his hand. Blue scroll ancient books.

"They're here to collect the protection fee." The young handsome man collected the book, carried it behind him, and stood by the little girl.

"Ah? Is there really a protection fee?" The little girl was about to come out of the society, she was a little surprised, and then she whispered again, "Brother ..." It meant that the man was in his prime.

Ye Kong looked at it, it was broken, handsome, handsome, beautiful, young and beautiful, and deep-rooted, so where did it make sense for him to insert a leg?

Then go for business, and simply say clearly, "This friend is right, but it can also be said to be a protection fee. Businesses on Hanzheng Street must be protected by our Hanzheng Gang."

The boy named Brother was mixed in the society, and immediately asked, "I don't know how much to pay each month. Our small business is just ..."

However, the sister was displeased again. She thought that the brother wanted to show off his power to drive away the hooligans. Who knew it would be a bargain.

"Brother, how can you be rogue to these hooligans, and the evil forces of society bow their heads? Are you still afraid that he will not succeed?" Miss Zhao interrupted.

Ye Kong smiled coldly, and Chen Zhenhu said, "Boss Zhao, this is the rule of our Hanzheng Street. Can you inquire about any house on this street that does not pay protection fees? You are also lucky, it is my Ye Kong tube. At the construction site, it ’s not much for a month. It only costs 300, and if you move forward, it ’s more expensive. ”

In fact, this pair of brothers and sisters is a disciple under the head of the contemporary Longhu Mountain, and they came out to practice. This year, monks and priests are rich in oil, especially in this famous mountain temple, with incense and good money. Send it here, don't care about the little money.

Although that brother was not afraid of being foolish, he knew that these foolish ones were difficult to deal with, but the younger sister was young and vigorous, and he was as evil as hatred.

"No! We can't bow our heads to these ugly behaviors, I want to call the police!" The girl said angrily.

Ye Kong smiled, "Call the police, then you will report it, will we hit your shop or grab you something? We are here to contact the security company for business, can the police ban us from contacting the business?" After asking, Ye Kong Laughing with the two little brothers.

The little girl flushed with anger, but she also dispelled the alarm.

At this time, Ye Kong twisted his neck and instructed, "Stay stubborn. From today, you will come here every day to experience the influence of traditional culture. Learn more from others. If you have a culture, you can find a wife. Remember If the weather doesn't stop, just close the door before you are allowed to leave! Also, if you come to the guests, you have to be extraordinarily open-minded.

The meaning of these words is very strong, and the fool can hear that this is to make trouble every day. There are two gimmicks here, not to mention customers who come to tell the fortune. They are afraid to charge the electricity. Come in.

Although the little girl did not want to bow her head, she also knew that these hooligan methods were not easy to deal with. She looked at persuading her brother constantly and sighed, "Can't you make people do business in peace?"

Ye Kong knew that there was no suspense in the protection fee today, and he continued to say: "Beauty, do you understand the meaning of the word peace? The so-called peace, if there is peace, there is only peace. If you want to do business safely, don't be reluctant to spend small money. Only with small money can you have the opportunity to make big money.

If the sky is not afraid, then the gangsters have culture. When Ye Kong made this remark, the pair of young men and women looked at him inconceivably, and said, heartily, this is the foul language just now. How can it look like what the gangster among the gangsters said? How could he say such literary lines?

Behind Ye Kong, the two younger brothers were even more impressed.

"Wow! Brother Kong is just amazing! You listen, peace, if you want to be safe, you have to settle down. If it makes sense, why can't I think of it?"

"Just your pig's head, Brother Kong is a cultural person. I didn't listen to Brother Kong. It takes cultural ground to come out!"

"No wonder he admires our empty brother."

The two younger brothers were amazed by Ye Kong's literary and artistic tunes. They only listened to the cultural hooligan again, and they both thought, listen carefully, and not miss these reasonable words.

Ye Kong gave an example this time, "It ’s like I have opened a small shop before. At that time, I did n’t want to pay the protection fee. I thought that the hard-earned money I gave you? But soon, something happened. Now, one day when I went into the toilet and squatted down, I was put on a sack to cover my head, and I was beaten. "Ye Kong seemed to think of the original, there was a trace of sadness on his face, shook his head, and said lightly," Now think, In fact, it is only a few hundred yuan, which makes me now and I can't help looking around every time I poop. "

The two younger brothers are almost going to faint, empty brother, can you give me some ideas? I ’m just bragging about your culture. This example of you is too ... has a personality.

The little girl named Zhao smiled. Ye Kong saw that there was a door, this was to give money.

But who knows, the little girl laughed, raised Xiaoyu's hand, and said, "I understand now, to deal with you, you must be afraid of you!"

The little girl said hit and hit, raising her hand to Ye Kong ’s chest is a palm, Ye Kong did n’t move, and her heart said, it ’s almost as if your little onion's hand was scratching your buddy.

But the brother next to him knew it was terrible, and hurriedly called, "Sister! You can't get it!"

But it was too late, the little girl shot faster than talking. The palm quickly hit Ye Kong's chest. The brother was anxious and gave his hands like electricity. He quickly blocked an object in his hands against Ye Kong's chest to cushion his palm strength.

"Slap!" There was an inaudible crisp.

In one blow, a weird scene appeared. Ye Kong, a big living person, disappeared in an instant, leaving no clues, as if it was a second, there should be only air here.

The two brothers blinked, and looked up at the little girl named Zhao. The fear in their eyes grew stronger and stronger ... Finally, they screamed in unison "Women's life!"

The brothers and sisters were also pressed as if they were paused. The little girl took back her hands and looked at the palms with doubt, and said, "Brother, I just want to teach him, I do n’t use much skill! How can I use all my martial arts ... to beat people away? "

"I don't know." The elder brother's eyes stared at the boss, and he couldn't understand it. Nana said, "I've never seen a dragon and tiger yin and yang palm beat someone away, and I have never heard of it."

The little girl was so annoyed, "Why is this like this? Why is he not playing like this? This guy will be fine, right?"

The older brother comforted me this time ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Forget it, do n’t be sad, but you are a hooligan, and you should be killed for the people ... "Before the words fell, he suddenly remembered something and looked at it empty. Hands, startled, "Not good! The book I was holding just now ... oops, but we have passed the treasure of Zhenshan for thousands of years in Dragon Tiger Mountain, a curse of enchantments! "

"Ah!" The little girl was stunned too, but then she said again, "That book is useless. The 99% of the runes in it are useless. If you lose it, just throw it away."

"Well! What a bad luck, how can you explain to Master ..."

To say unlucky, the most unlucky is Ye Kong. At this moment, he seems to have entered a large vortex composed of gray clouds, and the layers of gray clouds can not be seen in front of his eyes.

Passing through the layers of gray clouds, he didn't know where he came, he could not see the front, could not stop his body, he felt like a leaf in a tornado, a water grass in the swirl of the sea, a powerful and powerful The mysterious power, deep into the vortex ...

The vortex was very distant, far and wide, and there was no end, and finally his eyes were a little sleepy, and his thoughts began to be confused ... He wanted to hold on.

But this trip is too far away.

"I haven't done Ye Kong's great evil, and I've done a lot of little evil and good deeds. Alas, this protection fee has been collected. I hope to wake up ... it's heaven." He murmured, and finally closed his eyes.

I don't know how many years have passed and his clothes are broken.

For countless years, his body was broken.

In the end, everything in him became dust in this turbulent space, and the only thing left was his soul.

And the man who protected his soul was the curse book. At this moment, the body of the curse book also disappeared with smoke, but only a ray of golden light remaining in it, protecting Ye Kong's soul, crossing the hundreds of thousands of miles of gray cloud vortex, I do n’t know the end When it appears, I do n’t know if the end is heaven ...