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Chapter 3 Stealing(1/2)

‘Is it really an illusion?’

While answering casually, Yang Lin gently stroked the left chest and focused.

The hot burning feeling began to appear again, and the words appeared in front of me again...

Seeing that Miss Xianglian was supporting her father to come to Yingying to bow down, he suppressed his thoughts and helped the two of them up and said, "No need to be polite. When encountering this, anyone with a little bloody nature will not be able to see it."

"However, I saw a little mess on the street before. You should be careful these days. If you don't see each other, go back with me, my Yang family..."

"Thank you... Thank you, I won't bother you anymore. Let's leave now and leave Hangzhou... Let's make up for the calculations, and going to Shanghai should be enough."

Old Man Chen looked embarrassed and didn't seem to be used to rejecting others.

However, Miss Xianglian looks generous.

She glanced at the old man and blessed Yang Linfu. Her voice was as low as a mosquito, but it was very clear: "Young Master, I will repay you later."

Xianglian is going to Shanghai. Her uncle found an errand in Yundu Theater and wrote that she had already arranged it..."

Understood.

Yang Lin was slightly embarrassed.

He also knew that it was indeed not very good to invite the other party to his home rashly.

I guess the old man was worried that he would kidnap his baby daughter.

It’s not difficult to guess that the old man’s thoughts are almost on his face.

Moreover, judging from their origins, they should be suspicious of the rich young master, fearing that they would repay their kindness.

In this era, poor people's lives are like floating wilderness. No matter what choice they make, they must be careful and be careful.

You must never believe that pies will fall from the sky.

As for Miss Xianglian, she is a very energetic.

This girl is thinking about going to the Shanghai Grand Theater to develop. In the words of later generations, she wants to be a big star.

She looks sweet, charming, and has a very talented voice, and she really has the possibility of becoming famous.

Nowadays, dramas and movies in Shanghai are in full swing, and all the famous officials and celebrities are good at this. The entertainment industry is booming and prosperous, and is in the forefront.

There are countless people who go there to find gold.

It is normal for father and daughter to have this idea.

Yang Lin pondered for a moment, turned to look at the little mushroom.

The little girl immediately understood and handed it over to her wallet.

Yang Lin weighed it and estimated that there were dozens of silver dollars. He handed it to Xianglian, "Don't refuse, go to Shanghai all the way, it's not okay if you have less money.

This little money is just taken as the cost of listening to music these days. When you become a famous actor in the future, remember to sing a song for me alone."

"Mr. Xie."

Xianglian's eyes turned red again, she pursed her lips tightly, and nodded heavily.

Carefully took the purse and helped the old father leave step by step.

...

"Young Master, your bench is solid, accurate, and precise, and your movements are handsome and elegant. You are a buried martial arts master.

You should practice boxing with Uncle Da.”

The little mushroom bit the red candied haws in his mouth, gestured with his hands, and giggled.

"Go, get too award, your teapot is also good. It's only a little worse than the young master." Yang Lin secretly rubbed his left shoulder.

He was sucking cold in his mouth.

I just used too much force and seemed to have strained my muscles and ligaments, but now it is sore and painful.

This body is really not very good.

In my memory, I don’t want to practice martial arts anymore. If I can ride a car, I won’t ride a horse. If I can ride a horse, I won’t walk. I wander around every day, spend all my time and spend money on my body. I have long since become weak.

Uncle Da’s name is Wu Zhongda. He is 45 years old this year. He is a good iron boxer. He worked as an escort leader at the Wangshi Escort Agency in Beijing for a long time in his early years.

Since Dadao Wang Wu was killed by a traitor, the escort agency went bankrupt, Uncle Da was chased and almost died due to serious injuries.

Because I met Mr. Yang, I saved my life, and then to repay my kindness, I stayed at the Yang family and served as the leader of the hospital guard...

Uncle Da is good at boxing and has a deep skill. The only thing that is bad is that it is too strict.

When Yang Lin was arrested to practice martial arts, the first lesson was to slap horses, that was really slap...

Uncle Da held a stick as thick as an egg while holding a stick. When he saw his movements deformed, he would knock it off with one stick.

That sour.

Now Yang Lin still couldn't help but gasp when he remembered the scene in his memory.

Of course, this is the old little Yang Lin, that playboy, not himself.

"That's right, I learned a little Yan Qingquan from Miss Four, and it's okay to hit a few gangsters."

Little Mushroom squinted his eyes and was very proud: "Miss Four passed the assessment a few years ago and obtained the true teachings of Master Huo in the Jingwu Association. Although she could not learn the secret secrets of Huo's family, she practiced very well with a small and thrust kung fu."

"Although the fourth lady is stingy and refuses to spread the skills of the Jingwu Association, I have already seen it. She likes to practice boxing from the East Courtyard Martial Arts Field..."

"As soon as she practices boxing, I climbed the tree and hid and peeked. I'll see it, and I'll do it too."

You are such a clever little ghost.

Yang Lin couldn't help but feel funny.

Anyone with some skills these days is basically inherited from the direct lineage, for fear that it will be spread and will be destroyed by enemies.

The non-human disciples of the church starve to death happen every day.

Therefore, every boxer covers his kung fu to death, and most people won’t teach him.

Huo Yuanjia opened a door in Shanghai, teaching disciples to strengthen his body and strong his country and strong seeds, which is really admirable.

But even he would not teach all the boxing techniques.

Ordinary disciples just teach some fitness techniques, and it is over to practice strong body.

A true direct disciple must pass on the secret skills and fighting skills.

In Jingwu Sect, there are actually only seven or eight.

If you can't teach too much, you won't dare to teach randomly.

Xiao Mushroom secretly learned boxing, and no one guided her, it would be great if she could learn some fur...

Even so, it is still a taboo for her to secretly learn martial arts without permission.

However, even if the fourth sister discovered this kind of thing, she would not be too serious.

They are all their own family, and they just read it. She can't hide from everyone every time she practices boxing.

This is called "Defense without any precautions," and "thieves" are hard to defend against.

Thinking of the image I saw before, the martial arts column marked "nothing" and its reputation was 5 points, Yang Lin had some thoughts in his mind.

...

The Yang family is located on Changyin Road, Xicheng.

The willows and green willows along the road, and the silk is drawn to the green...

Relying close to the lake, is a large mansion that is in and out of four.

Yang Lin and Xiao Mushroom master and servant came here and became quiet.

The main one is a small mushroom. The previous rejuvenation was completely gone, the head and neck were shrinking, and the eyes were spinning, and they were very alert.

"Young master, I probably can't escape the attack today. I took the blame. I'll take five chicken legs afterwards, no, ten chicken legs will be compensated..."

"It's okay to double it." Yang Lin made a general promise.

"I may not necessarily hit you, my father is actually very gentle in character, he is the most kind-hearted and will not easily punish others."

"It's the lady, she is really cruel."

"I'm not afraid. Today I'm helping the poor and helping the poor. I can't stand it. It's not like I'm causing trouble for no reason. I'll be beaten to the slap at that time, so I'll take it."

Yang Lin said helplessly.

It has been several months since he came here. He finally accepted this identity, but he was still very uncomfortable with the so-called orthodox family tradition and strict rules of the feudal family.

It is not illegal for parents here to beat their children, and they can beat them to death if they make mistakes.

Not to mention punishing others, it is for your own good to break your legs.

It’s not like in later generations when parents beat their children, and they should be careful that those who love children report domestic violence and abuse of children.

When teaching children a lesson, be careful.

Being a child in future generations is really happy.
To be continued...
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