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Chapter 810

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"What's wrong?"

Huai Shi didn't understand.

"Huai Shi … Do you often have violent impulses towards kindergarteners?" Elder Luo solemnly put on his reading glasses and advised earnestly, "I know a good psychiatrist. Do you want me to introduce him to you?"

"… Can you stop insulting me?!"

"But that's because you're too wicked!"

Elder Luo shrugged and spread his hands, looking shocked, "Look at what you're saying! What are you thinking? You want to participate in the Knife Hunt? What's your seniority? Why do you still want to bully children? "

When he spoke like this, he completely forgot how happy he used to be when he abused newbies.

Huai Shi rolled his eyes and suddenly felt ashamed and annoyed, "I'm only eighteen! How is that bullying children? "

"People and their physiques can't be lumped together. You used to be extremely angry … Forget it, let's not talk about it. Anyway, it's too embarrassing for you to participate in the Knife Hunt. I don't care about losing people in the Ivory Tower, but you'd better forget about the orchard. It's not easy for me to open a gym."

The dignified King of Danbo, the self-proclaimed ruler of the Capital, lowered himself to participate in the Knife Hunt in the training hall. He shouldn't lose face like this.

Even if it was fun to beat up children, he shouldn't do it in broad daylight …

Huai Shi didn't care, but Elder Luo also wanted to save face.

He couldn't make a name for himself like this.

Huai Shi suddenly became angry, "Then why are you telling me this?!"

"When did I say you should go?" Elder Luo asked, slamming the table and saying, "Let your two students go! If the master has something to do, the disciple will do the work. Otherwise, why would he teach students? "

"…"

Huai Shi was stunned. He suddenly felt that what Elder Luo said seemed to make sense, but something wasn't quite right. After he became the boss of the pyramid scheme, he turned over and began to oppress the newcomers?

"Wait, what if something unexpected happens?!" Huai Shi let out a long sigh and retorted worriedly, "This is a student that I personally taught!"

"No more money, get lost!"

"Oh, then it's okay …"

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"Then, that's the case with Blade Hunter. I can't do anything about it."

After dinner, Huai Shi said to the two students helplessly, "Just treat it as an extra-curricular internship. Considering your age, it's time for you two to come out and see the world. Our lives are number one, and the competition is number two. Don't be reckless if you meet a tough opponent … "

"Alright, stop nagging."

Elder Luo, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore. He interrupted him and said firmly, "Don't worry, I know your level. That old man, Shang Quan, can make a hundred of them. You guys just have to make do with it. Each of you can make two hundred of them!"

"…"

Yuan Yuan is still calm, but Lin Shijiu, whose face is bruised and swollen, twitches.

How did it double with just a few words?

Was he telling them to slap the dojo in the face and compete with the Sword Sage?

Cannon fodder, soldiers crossing the river, tool men … A lot of things popped up in his mind.

"Ahem, two hundred is a little too much."

Huai Shi coughed, thought for a moment, and said, "Three hundred will do."

???

Before Lin Shijiu could ask a hundred thousand questions in his head, he saw his teacher give him a meaningful look.

"Three hundred for two people." Huai Shi continued, "No matter how you steal or rob, you can't miss a single one. Do you understand?"

Little Shijiu was stunned, and then nodded frantically.

His teacher not only reduced the number of one hundred, but also reduced it to two people. In a way, it reduced the pressure on Little Shijiu, and also gave him a chance to ride on Yuan Yuan's coattails.

Immediately, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only his teacher was good in the world …

He was so moved that tears flowed down his face.

After the two left, Elder Luo took a sip of tea slowly, and then looked up at Huai Shi with some dissatisfaction.

"Huai Shi, children will be unreasonable if they are spoiled too much, and they won't be successful in the future."

"There's nothing we can do about it, right?"

Huai Shi shook his head indifferently. "When I was a child, I dreamed that someone would spoil me. In fact, except for my teacher, no one would care about a wild child. Half of my achievements today came from her pity, and the other half came from another black-hearted woman who often spoiled me … "

He thought for a moment, and said seriously, "In fact, it's not a big deal if people are spoiled. At most, they will do stupid things on impulse, and it doesn't matter if they are not successful. "

Elder Luo sneered. "Don't you spoil your students too much?"

"Shouldn't I?" Huai Shi asked, "If even a teacher doesn't love his students, the world is a little too cold, isn't it?"

Elder Luo glanced at him, and then looked away. But after a long time, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"You are really a good teacher, Huai Shi."

"What about you?" Huai Shi asked.

"I'm not …"

Elder Luo put down the teacup and didn't speak again.

On the TV, the live broadcast of Tomorrow's News came on.

Huai Shi sat by the window, lazily basking in the moonlight, as if he had become a plant.

Next, it was up to the children's performance.

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Yomiuri Yamasaka.

The gorgeous sore of Yingzhou.

Under the illumination of countless neon lights, it was a scene of extravagance.

This was the City of Evernight, just like the legendary Kingdom of the Netherworld, where there was no distinction between day and night. Once upon a time, this was the place of exile of Yingzhou, but with generations of changes, it had become one of the largest trading markets in the entire Asian region.

The lawless zone, monopolized by agents of all parties, was a tax haven for the rich.

After getting out of the car, the boy and the girl with a mission stood on the street, looking up at the stars made of twinkling lights and the dark night sky above their heads.

It was a hubbub.

"The knife hunt has been going on for seven days." Hut in the woods said, "We came a little late."

"It's okay." Yuan Yuan thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Two days is enough. If you hurry up, one day."

She said, "I'll take two hundred, and you take one hundred. How about that? I'll try to take more, and you don't just slack off … "

"I don't want to slack off." Hut in the woods said helplessly, "But I really can't beat them."

What he said was true.

The bruises on his face had not dissipated yet, and there was still a trace of iron light. That was Huai Shi's Silver Blood Medicine.

In the past half month, Elder Luo's Old Man's Happy Stick reappeared, and he built his happiness on the pain of his intergenerational students.

Yuan Yuan was fine. Whether it was the Yuan family or Huai Shi, the foundation laid for her was solid enough. After the style of performance inherited from Huai Shi had taken shape, the rest was a lot of practice.

In short, she was beaten by the old man three times a day in the morning and in the evening. In the middle, she ate and summed up the experience.

Lin Shijiu was miserable. He was one-sidedly ravaged and tortured …

At the first sight of him, Elder Luo made the same judgment as Huai Shi: rotten wood can't be carved.

It was not realistic to expect this little brother to fight face to face, but it was too shameful, and it was inevitable that he would be kicked out of the family, so he had to find another way.

He did not expect him to beat others, but only hoped that he would not be beaten to death.

There was no hope of direct damage.

It was fine as long as he ran fast.

After giving up all the training as a drummer, he focused on the changes of Yu Steps.

Lin Shijiu did not disappoint Elder Luo. Under the shadow of the Old Man's Happy Stick, he squeezed out all his potential and ran faster than Huai Shi in the past.

But this was not an escape competition. It was useless to run fast.

At home, he relied on his teacher, but outside, he could only rely on his junior sister.

In order to live and continue to earn money, it was not shameful …

"So, what are you going to do?" he asked.

Yuan Yuan thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Where is the busiest place here?"

Lin Shijiu often ran here when dealing with the affairs of the alliance. After thinking for a moment, he answered, "Two places, Central Avenue and Dome Square."

"Then Central Avenue," Yuan Yuan said.

Lin Shijiu was stunned, "… Wait, don't you want to think about it?"

"The Yuan family never considers the place when fighting."

Yuan Yuan looked at him, picked up her piano case and left.

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Half an hour later, in the busiest place of Central Commercial Avenue, in front of the bustling crowd, Yuan Yuan put down her piano case, raised her hand, and propped up the high chair on the road.

She was like a wandering musician preparing to perform.

It was just that the performance location was not the right place.

It was at the intersection.

In the middle.

The girl in the gray skirt leaned on the chair and quietly stared at the cars coming and going, letting countless cars fly past her. She did not seem to realize how eye-catching she was and did not know how much attention she attracted.

"Little girl, this is not the place for you to perform." The patrolling guard walked to the side and reminded her, "You should not be here."

"Don't worry, I will just sit for a while."

Yuan Yuan replied, "Are you going to drive me away?"

"Why, I am not a traffic police." The guard was too lazy to cause trouble, "But if someone wants to interfere, they may not be so polite, and may not …"

He thought for a moment and seriously found an adjective, "'friendly'."

"Don't worry."

Yuan Yuan smiled, "I am not afraid."

The guard shrugged and turned to leave. Holding his sandwich for dinner, he stood not far from the intersection and opened his mouth to eat, not forgetting to take a sip of tea.

"So beautiful."

The middle-aged man next to him leaned on the telephone pole and smoked, staring at the girl's gray skirt in the distance, he could not help but smile.

"Are you not going to interfere?" The guard asked.

"I don't care."

The man who was supposed to be in charge smoked, "Why should I interfere?"

"I thought she would hinder your business."

"Nonsense, such a beautiful girl sitting there is like a signboard, attracting so many people's attention. I can't wait for her to sit there for the whole night. "

The smoking man shrugged, "You see, good-looking people always have privileges."

"Okay." The guard swallowed the salmon fillet squeezed out from the edge of the sandwich, ate the last two mouthfuls, wiped his mouth, and threw the paper into the trash can.

He said, "You are in charge here."

"But other people may not be so polite." The guard said, "She looks like my daughter, but a little thinner than her. I am afraid someone will cause trouble for her."

The smoking man was amused, "If she doesn't want to cause trouble, why would she move a chair to sit on the road? She can handle it. "

"What if she can't handle it?"

The man thought for a moment and said seriously, "I will handle it and pay for her to sit in front of our clothing store for a whole year …"

The guard could not help but roll his eyes.

Under the neon lights in the distance, someone finally could not hold back.

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