Starting from a short stick, becoming the master of the universe

Chapter 86 Special Training
As the Wild Wolf Gang left, the yard gradually became quiet.

The bodies of Wei Bao and others were also taken away, but the bodies of Jiang Xiong and others were left there like garbage, with no one paying attention to them.

Some members of the Wild Wolf Gang, hoping for a lucky break, went inside the house and looked around. When they found out there was nothing to gain, they left quietly.

Wu Tian and a few others who were collecting stall fees on the street were also on their way back. The atmosphere was very depressing.

"Brother God."

Finally someone asked, "Should we run away?"

After saying this, the other people also looked up and looked at Wu Tian who was walking in the front.

They all saw the end of Wei Bao and others. More than ten or twenty people were killed by one person. What does this mean?
If that person attacked them, how would their fate be different from that of Wei Bao and the others?

"We need to pack up quickly and prepare to run away."

Wu Tian said this, narrowing his eyes.

He suspected that this was done by the Iron Fist Gang, who wanted to get them out as soon as possible.

"So, we're going to run today?"

Wu Tian glared at him, "Why are you in such a hurry? No one else ran away, but you ran away first. What will others think of you if they know?"

"Brother Tian is right. We have to leave for sure, but we can't be the first one." The younger brother next to him echoed.

"Yes."

Wu Tian glanced behind him and said, "Running away is no joke. We must be fully prepared. Let's wait for two days. We will leave in two days."

"it is good!"

Several people said in unison.

"By the way, Brother Tian, ​​before we leave, should we kill that guy?" One of the younger brothers made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Do I need you to remind me of this?"

Wu Tian sneered.

Even if it wasn't for the secret recipe of roasted sweet potatoes, he would kill that guy just to vent his anger.

"Remember, be careful these two days and try not to go out after dark. I feel that the guy who killed Wei Bao is watching us in the dark."

Several people shuddered with fear and looked around quickly.

……

In a blink of an eye, the morning passed.

After saying goodbye to everyone in the boxing gym, Jiang Cheng took a look at the panel on his way back.

The experience value of the double sticks increased by nearly fifty points, although it was still far from the three thousand point experience bar.

However, one hour of practical training can be equivalent to several hours of solo practice.

"It would be nice if I could spar with Senior Sister Bai and the others all day long."

This thought popped up in Jiang Cheng’s mind.

Unfortunately this is not very realistic.

Firstly, he couldn't spend the whole day in the gym, unless he didn't set up the stall in the afternoon.

Secondly, Bai Wei and others are responsible for the entire second floor members, not just him.

unless……

An idea popped into Jiang Cheng's mind.

Unless you spend money.

Yes, I spent money to hire someone to practice with me.

It takes 50 hours of sparring with a master without food or drink to achieve the perfection of the stick technique. If you practice one hour a day, it will take more than days. If you practice four hours a day, it will only take more than ten days. What if it is eight hours? Five or six days! But this is too extreme. Even if others have the time, I may not have the physical strength.

As for the money, even if we calculate it based on two hundred yuan per class hour, four hours in the morning, that's eight hundred yuan, and accumulated over ten days, it's only eight or nine thousand. For someone like me who just made a fortune, it doesn't seem like a big deal, right?
Yes, if something can be solved with money, is it still a problem?

However, Jiang Cheng also has a concern.

So if we do this, will it arouse suspicion?
But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that I was worrying too much. After all, everyone knew that my roasted sweet potato business was doing well, and some people who were interested could even calculate my daily profit.

That cost a few thousand, so that can be explained.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng nodded. Although it was unlikely that the Wild Wolf Gang knew that he was the murderer, he should still seize the time to improve his strength just in case.

No matter how much money you have, if you don't spend it, it's just waste paper. If you can spend it on the right things, there is nothing to hesitate about.

If my stick skills improve, maybe I will have the chance to meet the gym owner and get in touch with the secret martial arts as soon as possible.

As for the candidate, ask Senior Brother Zeng first. If he doesn’t have time, then go find Senior Brother Zhao. If that doesn’t work, then find Senior Sister Bai.

After all, with the presence of Senior Brother Xiao who is eyeing them covetously, Jiangcheng can only be more stable.

Of course, if you are unlucky and all three of them are not available, there is a way. In addition to the Flying Eagle Boxing Gym, there are two other martial arts gyms on the street. You can also go there when the time comes.

After sorting out all of this, Jiang Cheng felt much better. He seemed to have seen the scene in a few days when he would master the double sticks and defeat Senior Brother Zeng.

When I got home, I still checked first to see if there were any signs of thieves entering before I started cooking.

After dinner, he pushed the tricycle to set up the stall without taking a rest.

By the time they got to the street, the news of Wei Bao's murder had spread everywhere, and people were talking about it everywhere.

Compared to the morning, there is some new information. It is said that all the members of the Wild Wolf Gang have gone there, and then sent people to inquire about the whereabouts of the murderer. Anyone who dares to conceal it will bear the consequences.

Some people speculated that it was done by a master of the Iron Fist Gang, after all, the two are mortal enemies.

Some people speculated that it was a hero who acted on behalf of heaven and eliminated harm for the people.

Some people also think that it was a case of gangs robbing each other or an inside job.

Jiang Cheng found it funny. Anyway, the more muddy the water is, the better.

I closed the stall on time in the evening and counted the harvest. It was still over four hundred, close to five hundred.

In addition, there is another good news: the skill of roasting sweet potatoes has reached perfection.

This means that the sweet potatoes he bakes are sweeter and more delicious.

Despite this, Jiang Cheng had no plans to raise prices and was even a little worried that after the Iron Fist Gang arrived, daily income would drop again.

After arriving home and having dinner, Jiang Cheng rested for a while and began to practice standing meditation.

Now that we have found a way to quickly improve the double sticks, we should use the rest of our time to improve our standing practice.

After all, this thing cannot be improved by competing with others. It can only be improved by spending time honestly.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Jiang Cheng took out one thousand yuan from the money box.

Today is the day when Senior Brother Zeng will give guidance to everyone, so I can ask him if he is willing. If he is willing, even better, I can give him the money directly. If he is not willing, I can ask someone else later.

After locking the door and asking for help from the neighbors, Jiang Cheng came to the boxing gym.

Not long after, Lin Quanliang also arrived, and after stretching for a while, the two began to learn from each other.

Everything looks pretty much the same as yesterday.

It was not until after eight o'clock that Zhao Xiangyu appeared on the second floor.

"Junior Brother Jiang, please stop for a moment."

He waved at Jiang Cheng who was sparring with someone, "I have something I want to tell you."

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, confused, but he still took off his protective gear, put it aside with the two sticks, and walked up.

"Brother Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xiangyu's expression was a little solemn, unlike his usual smile.

Jiang Cheng also began to feel a little uneasy.

"follow me."

(End of this chapter)