High-profile King

In the early morning, the doors and windows were firmly closed. Yesterday, Zhang Jiao, who had just been promoted to the second-class extraordinary, was naked at home as usual, and the body was tempered again and again.

The experience accumulated in the level 1 stone axe realm gave him a deeper understanding of military force. Just entering the territory of the copper halberd, he discovered the unique mystery of the level 2 military force.

I saw Zhang Jiao stepped back and twisted a punch to make a dull sound of breaking the sky. When the fist was exhausted, the arm suddenly stretched out and suddenly grew an inch, suddenly even a flying insect that could not be reached in the air was shocked. Fly ash.

Zhechi is small, but it has a big meaning.

This punch shows the special features of the copper halberd military force, which can slowly control the surrounding bones and muscles.

Using the stretchability of muscle fibers, the stretchability of ribs, and the characteristics that bones can be staggered, the length of hands and feet is extended in disguise, and a longer-range attack is carried out.

Its role is much like a fantasy character named Darcy, a practicing yoga in the fighting game "Street Fighter" that is popular in the eastern continent.

Is in line with the characteristic of the "copper halberd" cold weapon used in immediate combat, with a very long attack range.

And there are clouds in the ancient boxing classics, ‘one inch long and one inch strong’, sometimes the difference of half a centimeter in the warrior confrontation is the difference between life and death.

Completed the morning practice, and felt Zhang Jiao, who was greatly improved in strength, satisfies the situation, walked away, calmed his blood, let sweat flow out of the pores, and rained on the ground.

Rested well, he added some water, after washing, walked out and took the bus to Xiongshan.

The Spring Festival is close at hand, and at the foot of the male mountain, Haijing ’s largest free market is full of people.

Zhangjiao squeezed into the crowd and climbed the Panshan Road with difficulty, came to the commercial street, and went straight to the theme and walked into the `` Shu Yutang ''.

A pair of unscrupulous monks and well-dressed, Song Guanghui of the Xianfeng Dao temperament was fooling a fat client to buy Dao books.

Seeing Zhang Jiao entering the door, he made a look of hello and stood in front of the shelf against the wall on the left side of the shop. Said: "Mr. Liu, if you are not destined to see you, you are also a person who understands and loves books.

I will never recommend this treasure of this town store to you.

You don't want to leave this first edition of the Great Song of the Shang Dynasty. If it is true, please leave, and please cherish it. Don't let the ancient books be dusted, there is a loss.

Because that would be the catastrophe of civilization. "

"Boss Song, it's just a book," the fat guest who had been trapped by the words stunned: "Even if there is a failure, it's not a civilized catastrophe."

Song Guanghui shook his hands with a shocked expression, "Books are the carrier of civilization, and there are very few" Great Eastern Songs "that have been handed down completely. My book is probably an orphan.

If it is damaged, the truth of a piece of history will be annihilated in the river of time.

How can this not be said to be the catastrophe of civilization?

It's okay, Mr. Liu, it seems that I'm looking at you in the wrong way.

You shouldn't be the owner of this book. Go check it out. "

Said that he would put the ancient books in his hand into an old sandalwood box on the shelf.

Everyone has a rebellious psychology. The fat client in the suit hurriedly reached out to stop Boss Song ’s movements and said anxiously: "Do n’t, do n’t, we have been talking for so long, how can I not be this book? The owner.

Is it 370 gold dollars? I bought it and wrapped me even the box. "

"Stop selling, don't sell anymore." Boss Song picked up Joe instead, insisted on collecting the book, and waved again and again: "Mr. Liu, we are old friends, don't want to make me embarrassed."

"Buy, buy and sell," the fat client sighed, and glared: "You sold the price, I bought it and agreed, this thing is mine.

You said not to buy or not to buy, is there still a rule?

Boss Song, but I often patronize your business, you can't be so unreasonable. "

Just paid for it, Qiang took away the bookcase, and with a triumphant smile, beautifully came out of 'Shu Yutang'.

Zhang Jiao sighed as he watched the crowd merge into the crowd. "It's really the same life but different lives."

Some people are born with a gold spoon in them, while others have to rely on hard work to earn money.

The intelligence of this uncle should theoretically have said goodbye to the antique world. It is really rich to be able to stick to this age. "

"What is your kid talking nonsense," Song Guanghui said while looking at the newly earned gold in the counter drawer: "The intelligence of a collector of ancient books in a family is something that a kid who hasn't even grown his hair can evaluate at will .

Do n’t become so inflated just because I said a few words with you last time. I really do n’t know what ’s going on.

Last 8.3 Hongqiao battle, you can bring those loot, it's all luck.

Was pressed by the house and lay to win the audience. "

Zhang Jiao didn't expect Song Guanghui's news to be so well-informed ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ said in surprise: "Yes, Song Lao, the Defense Army have connections, and they can learn detailed transcript information, cattle."

"That's it." Song Guanghui sighed: "Last time, I miscalculated your strength because of a mistake, and let you take a big advantage when trading ..."

"Stop, stop," Zhang Jiao interjected: "Last time, I didn't make anything cheap, okay, at most, you made a little less.

Let ’s talk about it again, did n’t you say, ‘good luck is also a kind of strength’, how can we change our mind now? "

Song Guanghui was a little bit angry by Zhang Jiaoding, leaning on the old and selling the old way: "This time one after another.

Luck can be good once, can it be good for the second and third time, it is better to be down-to-earth. "

Zhang Jiao laughed, called up the report about the murder of the Iron Fist martial arts hall on Anle Street from his mobile phone, and touched Song Guanghui in front of his eyes: "Song Lao, you're afraid you didn't read the news yesterday.

I was in the city center at noon yesterday, relying on the self-explosive Waidan, I seriously wounded and killed a goblin, and received a compensation of 9,000 yuan from the police station.

I came here to buy raw materials from you early in the morning, and I plan to make two more Pills.

Why is it two, because not only did I eliminate the harm for the people yesterday, but also made use of the urgency of squeezing the strong enemy to break through and advance to level 2 extraordinary.

Are you saying good luck is a kind of strength? "

Song Guanghui watched the video of Zhang Jiao fighting with Shanke evil spirits for a long time without a word.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Boy, you are not only lucky, but also a bit nagging, and have great investment value.

If you don't want 9000 gold dollars, if you want to buy two raw materials for the 2nd-class military force Gaiden, it is indeed not enough cost, at least 15,000. "