Chapter 13 Curious Incident on the Train

"When I say little brother, what does that mean?"

Huo Yunting looked at him and suddenly burst into laughter, "You're very quick with your hands. After pushing me twice, your hands reached into my coat. When did you set your sights on me?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and stuffed the wad of money back into the inner pocket of Huo Yunting's coat.

"So sharp, could it be that he is also a pickpocket who cheats and steals?"

"Oh, Lian Jiazi."

The middle-aged man smiled. These days, those who know how to do odd jobs are called Lianjiazi. He didn't pay attention to Huo Yunting's claim.

He was probably a young man who went out after learning some work.

"The water in our well does not interfere with the water in the river. You and I are wolves, eating sheep."

After patting Huo Yunting on the shoulder, the middle-aged man left.

"It's just a low-class thing. Where does the difference between wolf and sheep come from?"

Huo Yunting really looked down on these pickpockets and thieves.

Speaking of which, adjusting the door is also a profession, and the ability to steal the sky and change the moon is also very wonderful.

But it's useless, all the effort is used on the hands. If you let people catch you, it's the end.

I'm not just bragging. Huo Yunting dared to say that he could easily pick off four pickpockets.

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man frowned and stopped turning the door lock.

"Little brother, before you go out, no one in your school taught you that trouble comes from your mouth?"

"You are not a disaster."

Although the tone was calm, the words were really unpleasant to hear.

This kid really doesn't know what the heavens and the earth are, so he should be educated for his parents by leaving him a bloody son.

The middle-aged man put his hand into his pocket and gently held the handle of the flick knife.

Take action!

The moment his hand suddenly reached out of his pocket, Huo Yunting also moved. And he moved faster than the middle-aged man.

Take a small step forward with your left leg in a lunge and step.

He pushed his left elbow against the middle-aged man's chest and slammed him against the wall of the car.

"boom!"

This middle-aged man looked really thin and short, so Huo Yunting restrained his efforts and only used six points of strength.

However, it is still enough for middle-aged men.

My chest was tight and I couldn't breathe. My eyes turned black and countless gold stars flashed by.

"Iron, iron three...shan, rely on...Bajiquan!"

The flick knife slid to the floor, and the middle-aged man leaned against the car wall and gasped.

Damn it, your mother is really a good practitioner. Maybe she is a true disciple of Baji Quan.

The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat. He really hit the wall today.

The elbow didn't seem heavy, but the blow to his heart almost made him faint.

Even though I haven't had any physical training, I'm not so fragile that I almost knocked someone unconscious with an elbow. I can only say that this guy's body is really strong.

"You see, I said it. Low-level things cannot be put on the stage."

After patting the middle-aged man's shoulder and confiscating his knife, Huo Yunting turned the door lock and left.

After getting back on the bed, I put the miscellaneous items under the bed. My money and mobile phone were stuffed into the pillow.

Lie down.

The middle-aged man said it right. This is a form of Bajiquan that is close to the body.

He actually knows one move.

This was back when I was in elementary school. I was coveted by the Bajiquan practiced by Uncle Xu from the next village and insisted on learning it from him.

If you ask why, it’s because Bajiquan sounds more awesome than practicing hand boxing.

Uncle Xu laughed and taught him this move.

Now he still remembers when Uncle Xu told him that he could eat it all over the world with one move.

Li Shuwen, the pinnacle of Bajiquan in modern times, relied on the "Tiger Hard Climb" move to be invincible, and achieved the reputation of "the powerful fist with no two hits".

So I only taught this trick.

Later, his father found out about this and chased him and beat him.

Beaten from afternoon to evening.

That was also the first time in Huo Yunting's life that he felt how powerful Huo's boxing was.

…Damn it, I haven’t been home for several years.

He sighed softly, closed his eyes, and prepared to squint for a while, because he had to brace himself for the night and be on guard.

Everyone in this car has their own agendas, and there are not a few old men like middle-aged men.

However, not two minutes after I closed my eyes, a familiar voice came.

"Little master, do you eat eggs?"

He opened his eyes suddenly, stood up and sat up, almost getting knocked on his head.

The person sitting on his bed was the middle-aged man who was in the toilet just now.

Such light steps.

The middle-aged man smiled gently, as if nothing happened just now. He held two eggs in his hand and handed them to Huo Yunting.

What are you doing?

Huo Yunting stared with squinted eyes and said nothing.

The middle-aged man was not embarrassed and said to himself, "Let me peel it off for you."

As if by magic, he took out a glass and threw an egg in. Then he shook it quickly with his hand.

Holding the glass upside down, the egg does not leave the glass. As the hand shakes out the afterimage, the egg also rotates rapidly in the glass.

Pieces of eggshell fragments fell.

"Mom! Mom! It's magic!"

A child on the opposite bunk pointed at the fallen eggshell and giggled, but was soon slapped on the butt by an adult.

"Snapped"

"Gua Wa Zi moves Bao Gu!"

The mother picked up the tearful child, looked at the middle-aged man cautiously, and quietly took out some things from the inner pocket of her clothes and stuffed them into the inner cover.

The glass was placed on the bed, and when it was taken away, a smooth egg appeared without a trace of shell on it.

"Haha, little brother, I'll treat you to this egg."

"Please clean up the eggshells on the ground later."

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched a few times.

"Um!"

Picking up another egg, "Little brother, I'll treat you to the second one."

Hold the egg gently with your thumb and ring finger and flick it.

Eggs spin.

The index finger and middle finger tapped the eggshell, and pieces of eggshell fragments fell again.

However, this egg is unusual, it is light white with a slight flow of yellow.

No, this is a raw egg!

Huo Yunting's pupils shrank, only the shell was broken, not the membrane?

After a while, the eggs were peeled.

The middle-aged man picked up the glass, gently pinched the egg membrane with his fingernails, and the flowing egg white and yolk fell into the glass.

"Little brother, how are you?"

The middle-aged man leaned his head gently and said, "Even if it is a low-level person, it is still a low-level person."

Yes, he is a Buddha with a great sense of honor.

In his opinion, door adjustment is just a business, no different from other industries.
To be continued...