Start getting stronger by modifying your breathing method

Chapter 13 Trouble
at the same time.

In a restaurant across the street, a group of three were drinking and chatting.

Everyone drank until their faces were red.

"How about it? You guys follow me, as long as I have a bite of meat to eat, there will definitely be a bite of soup for you to drink."

At this time, the tall young man in a black vest laughed.

As he spoke, he reached out and rubbed a hideous black wolf head tattoo on the back of his hand.

"Brother Shan is mighty!"

"It's really awesome!"

At this time, one of them felt a little emotional.

"But then again, Young Master Lu is really a spendthrift. He's willing to spend 100,000 yuan just to beat someone up."

"Hehe, without this kind of people, how can we make money? It's a pity that the boy is so unlucky. Not only was his goddess stolen, he was cuckolded, and he was beaten up. He is probably still lying in the hospital now..."

Another person echoed, his tone full of gloating.

The young man with tattoos in a black vest is Wu Shan.

He smiled and was about to say something when his peripheral vision suddenly swept out the window and he noticed a figure getting on the bus.

"Brother Shan, what's wrong?"

The two people on the side were talking happily.

Noticing Wu Shan's strangeness, he followed his gaze and looked out the window, but saw nothing. He couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"I think I saw that boy!"

Wu Shan withdrew his gaze and frowned.

"That boy?"

The two brothers looked at each other, obviously not understanding.

Wu Shan glanced at the two of them and said unhappily, "He's the guy that Young Master Lu asked us to enter the hospital with! And it looks like his leg injury has healed."

"what?"

"How is this possible? Brother, you must have seen it wrong, right? I have asked around and found out that the guy will have to stay in bed for at least two or three months. Even if he is cured, he will be disabled. How can he recover so quickly?"

The two's faces changed slightly.

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed across Wu Shan's face.

After all, he had only glanced at her out of the corner of his eye before, and because of the distance, it might be that she was just someone who looked somewhat similar.

……

"Young man, you have a good eye. Don't be fooled by the broken bowl, but it is a product from the Yun Dynasty eight hundred years ago. Look at its texture, feel, pattern, and glaze..."

The bearded boss was introducing the product with saliva flying all over his face, with an expression that said you would be at a big loss if you didn't buy it.

Hu Qi, who was squatting on the ground, twitched his face. He looked down at the broken blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand which had several holes in it, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

As for the workmanship of this thing, he even saw a scraped-off production stamp on the bottom of the bowl.

This antique is eight hundred years old and was still in good condition eight days ago!

Put the bowl down gently, the price tag on this thing now may be fake.

But if it were to break, its value would increase several times, and he would not be able to afford the compensation.

"What a pity. These things don't have any so-called cool airflow that can increase the modification value."

Hu Qi was a little annoyed. In the past few hours, he had touched almost every stall.

But there was no reaction at all.

He had the cheat but couldn't use it, which made him feel very bad.

This thing doesn't even have an instruction manual. At least it can tell me how to get the modified value!
"It would be nice if there were some elves that could communicate with this panel."

The thought flashed through his mind.

But it's just a thought. Not to mention that the panel has been proven to be a dead object after these days of exploration.

Furthermore, if there really was an intelligent elf with a loli voice, it would only make Hu Qi feel uncomfortable.

Looking around, I saw that the street was full of antique stalls and shops.

As time went on into the evening, more and more people came.

Everywhere you can see young couples squatting in front of stalls bargaining with stall owners.

The neon lights and street lights on both sides also lit up, complementing each other.

The sky seemed to be covered by a huge black curtain, deep and depressing.
At this moment, in the black sky, there was a flash of lightning like a forked branch.

Then came the rumbling thunder that shook the sky. A girl passing by was frightened by the sudden thunder and screamed.

Suddenly.

A cold breeze blew by, like a prelude to a performance.

pat!

A drop of cold rain hit my skin, bringing a slight chill.

Hu Qi looked up and saw bean-sized raindrops pouring down from the inky sky without warning, instantly breaking the original atmosphere and tranquility of the street.

The originally dry and hot ground was quickly soaked, and a faint earthy smell filled the air.

The people who had been strolling leisurely on the street screamed and scattered, and the street vendors were busy packing up the "antiques".

Even the stall owner where Hu Qi had worked before accidentally broke the "antique porcelain bowl" from the Yun Dynasty eight hundred years ago into pieces when he was closing his stall.

But judging from his expression, he didn't care at all.

Seeing this scene, Hu Qi was speechless.

Then he took out a folding black umbrella from the backpack behind him, opened it, and walked forward along the roadside.

The raindrops were getting more and more, splashing water on the ground, as if countless pearls were jumping.

The streets were soon flooded with rainwater, forming torrents of water that rushed towards the drains.

The dim street lights refracted through the rain, casting a blurry halo.

The whole world seemed to have turned into a world of water.

The original noisy and stuffy atmosphere disappeared, replaced by a sense of calm and loneliness.

Looking at this scene, Hu Qi's heart, which was a little irritated because he couldn't find the source of the modified value, gradually calmed down.

“I was too impatient.

Since the Scarlet Modification Panel exists, there must be a way to find the source of the modified value."

……

after an hour.

Qirong City, Dongcheng District, bus stop at the entrance of Hanlin Garden Community.

Hu Qi got out of the car from the back door.

However, he did not go home. Instead, he walked towards the intersection on the right, preparing to go to the nearby vegetable market to buy some vegetables for dinner.

"It's really that kid!"

At this moment, Wu Shan and the other two, who were hiding from the rain in an awning outside a milk tea shop on a street corner, looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

After seeing Hu Qi, the three of them had nothing to do and wandered around nearby.

I didn't expect to actually meet Hu Qi.

"Brother Shan, this kid is really weird!"

The younger brother next to him had a strange look on his face. You know, he was the one who did it himself at that time, without holding back at all.

"Xiaofeng, Azi, you two follow him and see where this guy is going.

I'll call Mr. Lu for instructions first, and I'll contact you via text message later!"

Wu Shan thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Okay, Brother Shan!"

The two younger brothers responded, put on their hoods, and chased in the direction Hu Qi left.

Seeing this, he took out his cell phone and dialed one of the numbers.

I don't know what the other party said.

Wu Shan first apologized humbly in a low voice.

Then, as if he had heard some good news, his face flushed and he said ecstatically:
"Thank you for your trust, Master Lu. It was our mistake last time."

Having said this, Wu Shan paused.

His eyes turned fierce.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't let him get out of bed this time!"

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