The middle-aged man lamented his childhood because he spent all his childhood playing with broken toys. Now that he thought about it, he realized that he was wasting his time.
"But now I can't go back. I can only cherish the time I have now. Only in this way can I be worthy of myself."
The middle-aged man's ability to comfort himself was quite strong. Soon, he found a reason to convince himself. At the same time, Jiang Cheng also finished trying on his clothes.
"What do you think? Does this dress and the lower half of your body look good?" Jiang Cheng was like anyone who bought new clothes. The first thing he did when he stepped out of the house was to ask others for their opinions. "This is something I carefully selected out of thousands of clothes."
When Jiang Cheng's second sentence left his mouth, the middle-aged man already knew how he should answer the question. "Since the other party has carefully selected him, he must have done so to obtain praise from others. If not only did I not give him any praise, but I even insulted him, then I would be courting death."
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately smiled and said, "Your dress is really beautiful. I almost mistook you for someone else."
This middle-aged man didn't seem to be good at praising people, but Jiang Cheng heard it. As long as it was a compliment, he would accept it, no matter what the level of the praise was.
Then, Jiang Cheng took out a gold card from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man.
"Thank you!" After Jiang Cheng said that, he looked at his clothes. Black clothes and blue jeans with holes. Jiang Cheng thought in his heart, "Now I want to see if people will still say that I'm a man." "Let's go."
"Let's go." After handing the gold card to the man, Jiang Cheng suddenly walked forward and held the man's hand, as if he wanted to take him away.
"What are you doing now? Did I lend you the gold card? Where are you taking me now? "The middle-aged man asked, his eyes full of ignorance …
"Anyway, don't worry about it." Jiang Cheng suddenly said. When he arrived at the door of the daily necessities store, he found that the traffic police outside had basically left. He breathed a sigh of relief. "They're finally gone."
And his words were heard by the middle-aged man next to him.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but murmur, "What does he mean by that? He's starting to doubt Jiang Cheng's identity. "
Although the middle-aged man still didn't know Jiang Cheng's identity, he could already guess that Jiang Cheng must be similar to the person on the scrapping board.
In other words, the middle-aged man believed that these two people must be related in some way.
When the middle-aged man thought so, he was getting closer and closer to finding out who Jiang Cheng was.
"Now, I'll bring you to our Dragonrise Association. I'm quite optimistic about you. If you're willing, you can develop in our gang. I guarantee that you'll develop very well. I support you."
Because there was no longer the threat of the World Bank traffic police, every step Jiang Cheng took was especially easy. If you're willing, you can develop in our gang. I guarantee that you'll develop very well. I support you. "
Because the threat of the World Bank traffic police was gone, every step Jiang Cheng took was especially easy. Every step he took before was especially heavy, as if he was carrying a huge rock on his back.
"No matter what, I think you're still very good." As Jiang Cheng walked, he praised the middle-aged man next to him.
This was also the first time Jiang Cheng praised someone like this. In the past, not to mention praising someone, Jiang Cheng was already very lucky not to scold someone.
"Oh." The middle-aged man said perfunctorily. He took the opportunity to ask his own question, "May I know your name?"
"My name?" Jiang Cheng said. Then, he smiled and said, "My name is Jiang …"
When he was about to say his real name, which was Jiang Cheng, he changed his mind and said, "My name is Jiang Huai. Remember it clearly."
"Jiang Huai! This is … "the middle-aged man said.
"What's wrong with this?" Jiang Cheng asked in confusion.
"No, no." The middle-aged man seemed a little nervous. He waved his hand and denied what he just said. He thought to himself, "Since this person is not Jiang Cheng, it's better not to mess up our relationship."
The middle-aged man did not have any real close friends. Now that he met Jiang Cheng, he decided to treat him well. Of course, in the middle-aged man's heart, Jiang Cheng's real name was Jiang Huai.
"Jiang Huai! You just said that you want me to go to the Lung Hing Society. What kind of place is that? Is it suitable for me to develop there? "
"There's really no need for you to ask this question," Jiang Cheng replied.
"Why do you say that?" The middle-aged man was puzzled and asked.
"Because …" Jiang Cheng wanted to say his real identity, which was the boss of the Lung Hing Society. But as soon as he said it, he changed his mind and said, "Because I'm a friend of the boss of that gang, so I know their gangs very well. You don't have to worry about not being able to enter any gang."
"I see. Then what do you do, Jiang Huai? Since you don't work in the Lung Hing Society, "the middle-aged man asked.
"I'll keep this a secret for now. If there's a chance in the future, I'll tell you." Jiang Cheng replied. He felt that now was not the time to reveal his real identity. After all, Jiang Cheng was still on the police station's wanted list. If he revealed his real identity, the middle-aged man might report him.
"Where are we going now?" the middle-aged man asked. His eyes were filled with anticipation. He had finally found a job after being unemployed for three years. Naturally, he was looking forward to getting this job as soon as possible. "That's right. You're right.
"Don't worry, we'll go to the Lung Hing Society now. By the way, do you know the Lung Hing Society?" Jiang Cheng asked deliberately. His original intention was to know the reputation of the Lung Hing Society. He had no other goal.
"The Lung Hing Society?" The middle-aged man thought while raising his hands and hugging his head. His posture also showed one thing: he didn't know.
"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't know." This result seemed to be within Jiang Cheng's expectation, so he didn't react at all.
When Jiang Cheng stepped into the bus station again, suddenly a man with a happy expression rushed in the direction of Jiang Cheng.
"Brother Jiang Cheng, do you know how hard it was for me to find you?" Zhao Hai shouted as he ran. His shout also attracted Jiang Cheng's attention.
"Zhao Hai, wait …" Jiang Cheng's face was a little frightened. He hurriedly said and then pushed the middle-aged man to the side. "Be careful!"
After Jiang Cheng warned the middle-aged man next to him, he operated the True Qi in his body. At this moment, all the True Qi in his body was gathered between the palms of his hands.
"Zhao Hai, stop!" Jiang Cheng shouted. He placed his hand in front of him with the palm facing outwards. Jiang Cheng released the True Qi that he had been accumulating for a long time. The wisp of True Qi seemed to be able to penetrate a person's body. When it was about to reach Zhao Hai, the faint smoke disappeared, and the golden light that represented the True Qi also disappeared. At the same time, the result was that Zhao Hai stopped at that moment.
"Damn, what kind of move is this?" The middle-aged man next to him was a little shocked, not surprised.
"Could this be the True Qi that the people in Jianghu talk about? It can't be. " The middle-aged man felt that he could see something like this for the first time in his life. His face suddenly showed a happy expression, and at this moment, the emotion in his heart turned into surprise.
"Jiang Huai, you're really amazing!" The middle-aged man rushed out while shouting. At the same time, he opened his arms, ready to give Jiang Cheng a hug.
"It's nothing." Jiang Cheng posed as if it was no big deal, and the expression on his face was unusually calm. He opened his hands and said, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"Really?" Just when the middle-aged man was about to reach Jiang Cheng, he heard this piece of good news. He suddenly stopped on the spot. "You're willing to teach me True Qi? How is that possible? "
This was the first time the middle-aged man heard that someone was willing to teach his Kung Fu to a stranger. "We've only known each other for an hour! No, it's very likely that we haven't even met for an hour. "
"What does it matter?" Jiang Cheng replied. Then, he took a step forward and walked forward.
"I believe that you're a smart person. As long as I teach you, you'll definitely be able to carry it forward and become even more powerful than me."
When Jiang Cheng finished speaking, sparks suddenly appeared in Zhao Hai's eyes. He thought to himself, Jiang Cheng has never said that he would teach me True Qi Kung Fu! What an ungrateful man. "
At this moment, Zhao Hai's impression of Jiang Cheng changed by 180 degrees. He was unwilling to say anything to Jiang Cheng, and he was even unwilling to meet him.
"He's still calling me Jiang Huai. Could it be that he's no longer the boss of our Lung Hing Society?" Zhao Hai mumbled as he walked, "It would be great if he wasn't the boss of our Lung Hing Society."
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