Chapter 31 Let’s ask (please vote for the third update)
When the crow flew away, Wu Xiaode glanced at its tail feathers.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, he always felt that the crow's tail feathers had become longer and emitted a shimmer as black as ink.
——According to it, there are very few people with undead abilities.
Maybe it is also rapidly improving its strength like myself?
This is a mutually beneficial good thing.
Anyway.
Brother Crow is good.
At this time, there was a commotion on the streets outside the night market.
Zhao Junyu turned around and said casually: "These people will cause trouble when they drink too much."
Wu Xiaode also glanced at the street outside.
I saw a group of people grabbing a young man and beating him one by one.
"Are there cameras on this street?" Wu Xiaode asked vaguely as he continued to chew on the chicken legs.
"This is the busiest night market at night, with cameras everywhere." Xia Huilan continued.
"Then it's no big deal." Wu Xiaode said.
While several people were talking, the group of people had already beaten the man to the ground.
Blood poured from the man's head.
"Seeing red!" Xia Huilan covered her mouth and said.
"It seems you guessed wrong." Zhao Junyu said to Wu Xiaode with a smile.
Wu Xiaode looked up and saw that the group of people suddenly woke up when they saw the man lying on the ground with blood on his head, and they all ran away, and soon they were out of sight.
"A bunch of guys with no guts and no brains." Wu Xiaode shook his head, stood up and walked over there.
"What is he doing?" Xia Huilan asked curiously.
"Who? Xiao Wu is still the one who got beaten?" Zhao Junyu asked.
Wu Xiaode walked straight across the long street, walked up to the man, squatted down and said, "How are you doing? Can you still move?"
"I guess... it won't work." The man grinned.
"Don't move, let me touch and see." Wu Xiaode said.
"Are you a doctor?"
"So."
The man felt relieved and cried: "I won't fucking let them go, I must find a chance -"
"Look for any opportunity," Wu Xiaode interrupted him. "If you win, you will go to jail. If you lose, you will be hospitalized. If you can't fight, don't fight."
The man said unwillingly: "But——"
Wu Xiaode interrupted him again and said: "Look, you have one broken rib, one bone crack, a 9cm scalp wound, a broken nose bone, a broken finger bone, tsk, there is also a scratch on the face, although it is not very obvious. , but it’s enough to meet the standard of minor injury.”
The man said angrily: "Yes, I am so miserable, I must-"
"Call the police or an ambulance. Once the injuries are identified, they can pay hundreds of thousands in compensation." Wu Xiaode said calmly.
"Hundreds of thousands!" the man shouted.
"Yes, it's a minor injury and it's enough to be sentenced. If they don't pay compensation, they'll go to jail. It's that simple." Wu Xiaode said.
He started helping call ambulances and police.
"Doctor, are you sure? You're not kidding me?" the man said quickly.
"You can check it yourself on the Internet. There will be no problem. By the way, after entering the hospital, the doctor will ask you what happened and you will say you don't remember."
"Why?"
"Concussion, bro."
"Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"
"Dizziness, I can't even urinate."
"What else?"
"Be prepared to pay compensation or send them to jail. Brother, now that you have money, what do you want to do next?"
The man stayed for a moment, lay on the ground, took out his mobile phone, found the car software and started to choose a car.
"I've always wanted this car..." he said with longing.
Soon.
The police car is coming.
The ambulance also arrived. Before being carried into the ambulance, the man insisted on thanking Wu Xiaode, added him as a friend, and gave him a red envelope.
Wu Xiaode said goodbye to him, walked back, sat down, and continued to cook.
Xia Huilan and Zhao Junyu stared at him.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Xiaode was confused.
"Xiao Wu, how do you know this?" Xia Huilan asked.
"We have to love what we do. How dare we go to the streets and fight without even looking at criminal laws and cases?" Wu Xiaode shrugged.
He glanced at the floating Book of the Dead.
A few lines of small ice crystal characters exuding a deep cold aura appeared on the page:
"Although your soul power has been replenished, your physical strength is too depleted."
"As you replenish food and rest, your physical strength will slowly recover."
"Please keep eating."
What else can I say? Just keep eating!
Wu Xiaode buried his head and devoured it.
suddenly.
There were many people in this neighborhood.
They walked past the vendors one after another and sat down in front of the stalls in various night markets, looking as if they were actually here for a late-night snack.
The stalls on Wu Xiaode's side were suddenly filled with people.
The whole night market became lively.
Zhao Junyu looked around, but frowned and said, "Xiao Wu, someone is looking for you."
"Who?" Wu Xiaode asked while holding a bowl of rice.
"Me."
A voice came.
A hunky-backed man walked through the lively crowd, sat down at Wu Xiaode's table, and said with a smile:
"Hello, Grandmaster of Iron Wire Fist, I heard that you are in seclusion, but now it seems that you are eating midnight snacks."
Wu Xiaode was confused and glanced at Zhao Junyu.
Zhao Junyu smiled and said: "Two hours ago, after I finished washing the floor, I thought you would have to rest for a while, so I blocked the way for you."
Wu Xiaode understood immediately.
Zhao Junyu went to the God of Food Restaurant on Binjiang Road to clean the floor for him, and he found an excuse to block those who were really behind the scenes.
Now someone else is coming.
"Nice to meet you, who are you?" He put down the bowl and asked.
"Fu Zhengyang, a boxer of the Huhe School, with 15 points of soul power, is here to give a message to some of the big guys," the man said.
"What's wrong with being a big boss?" Wu Xiaode grinned, showing his neat white teeth and said, "Hiding in the gutter and not daring to see people. He has a way of killing people and grabbing things. If you have anything to say, just say it."
He glanced at Xia Huilan imperceptibly.
——I’m afraid I’ve found the rightful owner this time.
Those big shots want to seize Xia Huilan's scientific research results and then kill her.
They finally sent an expert with 15 points of soul power to come out to see them.
Fu Zhengyang said: "What happened before... was all a misunderstanding. I'm here to say sorry on behalf of all the bosses. Things went wrong and it was our fault."
"Well, please continue." Wu Xiaode said.
Fu Zhengyang said: "Starting from tomorrow, Miss Xia can continue to go back to work. In the future, as long as she hands over the scientific research results, she can get 10% of the profits."
"As for you, you can make a price. You can be satisfied with the amount of compensation for this incident."
Wu Xiaode glanced at Zhao Junyu and wondered: "Why is his condition not as good as yours?"
Fu Zhengyang interjected: "Actually, our conditions are real."
"Is he fake?" Wu Xiaode pointed at Zhao Junyu and said.
"This is not...but to reach an understanding with the big guys behind me, so that Miss Xia's safety does not need to worry."
Fu Zhengyang smiled.
Wu Xiaode lowered his eyes, took a sip of water from the table, and said slowly:
"If we hadn't survived, we wouldn't have the conditions we have now, right?"
"Of course," Fu Zhengyang shook his head and said with some emotion, "When you have strength, you will have the right to speak."
"So this kind of thing has actually happened many times, and we are basically the only ones who survived." Wu Xiaode said.
Fu Zhengyang thought for a moment, nodded and said:
"You have the strength."
Click.
The cup in Wu Xiaode's hand was crushed.
With a relaxed smile on his face, he said softly:
"If I could have such a large sum of money and take care of Sister Lan, of course I would be very satisfied."
"So you agreed?" Fu Zhengyang also laughed.
"No." Wu Xiaode said.
"...Why? Not enough money? Or do you have any additional conditions?" Fu Zhengyang asked calmly.
"There are no additional conditions, because I will not agree." Wu Xiaode said.
"There must be a reason," Fu Zhengyang looked at him and said calmly: "In this world, interests are real things. If you can practice Iron Wire Fist to that level, I thought you were a flexible person. .”
"I started fighting when I was seven years old. Of course I know how to be flexible. I also like money...but there is no other way." Wu Xiaode said.
"Is it because of him?" Fu Zhengyang looked at Zhao Junyu.
"No." Wu Xiaode said.
"Is there a reason?" Fu Zhengyang asked.
"Yes." Wu Xiaode said.
"What's the reason? Let's talk about it. Maybe we can take action and smooth things over." Fu Zhengyang said.
Wu Xiaode leaned forward and said softly: "It's unfair because you killed me - I'm already dead."
Fu Zhengyang was stunned.
He said he - was dead?
Wu Xiaode nodded and said with a smile: "I crawled back to the world from the mountain of corpses by myself."
"No amount of money can erase this grudge."
Fu Zhengyang was silent for a few breaths, stood up, and said without looking back:
"Tomorrow we will report to the emperor and ask for a contest with the royal guardian, life or death."
"I hope you are prepared to be beaten to death in the ring by me."
He left quickly.
Those sitting in various night market stalls stood up one after another, followed him, walked into the darkness in the distance, and quickly disappeared.
Zhao Junyu looked worried.
This time things are big.
Having already broken up in front of each other, various forces will come to challenge Wu Xiaode. If he fails, the end will be death.
Father... is in a bad state, and he probably won't be able to prevent the life-and-death battles that will follow.
Zhao Junyu looked at Wu Xiaode and saw him pick up the bowl as if nothing had happened, put the dishes on the table into the bowl, and started eating without raising his head.
Zhao Junyu hesitated for a long time and couldn't bear it anymore, so he whispered:
"Xiao Wu."
"Huh?"
"The families behind Fu Zhengyang have all been operating in the empire for hundreds of years. Their strength is unfathomable and there are many masters."
"Got it."
"That——"
Xia Huilan interrupted him and asked directly:
"Xiao Wu, are the big shots behind this person who want to deal with us?"
"That's right." Wu Xiaode said while eating rice.
"Why don't you compromise? What are your plans?" Xia Huilan asked.
"They are only compromising temporarily, Sister Lan. Once I am no longer by your side, they will definitely eat you to the bone, so——"
Wu Xiaode said sternly: "Even if it's for those who were oppressed and killed by them, or even for you, or for me, I will never compromise."
Xia Huilan fell into silence.
Zhao Junyu's expression moved slightly and he hesitated for a while before asking:
"Fight?"
"Fight!" Wu Xiaode said calmly. Thanks to Baiyin Mengzhu’s magical little arrow for supporting my books over the past few years. I am an old friend. I will try my best to write, strive to live up to your support, and strive to bring you a good book~
(End of chapter)