The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 89 Jiang Gong Wanli
"Thank you very much, brother."

The scholar was thrown out fiercely, with nowhere to gain support in the air. Everyone thought he was going to fall hard, but unexpectedly he was able to stand steadily.

He was greatly surprised and turned around to see someone standing behind him. He immediately realized that it was him who helped him and quickly opened his mouth to thank him.

"It's okay." Gu Ping'an shook his head and helped him brush away the footprints behind him.

"Who are you, brat? How dare you meddle in my business?" The leader of the group failed to bully others, and his anger was still in his heart, so he started cursing again.

A rich young man who doesn't know martial arts can't bring much fame points. This kind of pretense plot is very common in novels, and Gu Ping'an has no interest in it at all.

He ignored him and patted the scholar on the shoulder.

"I think you have some backbone. Let's go to another place and you can treat me to a meal."

The scholar didn't think there was anything wrong with him asking him to treat him, so he nodded and followed him away.

The rich young man had lost face, so how could he let them leave easily? He called everyone and rushed forward.

Gu Ping'an didn't even turn his head, his palm passed across his waist, and he snapped his fingers with his backhand.

Huang Rong saw clearly how he made the move and was slightly stunned.

There were only a few loud sounds of stones breaking through the air, and then a group of people fell to the ground, holding their knees and screaming in pain.

"If you dare to hurt me in Lin'an City, leave your name behind!"

The rich young man in the lead seemed to have learned some martial arts, but he was also a tough talker. His legs hurt so much that he couldn't even get up, but he still kept shouting.

"Gu Ping'an."

No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. Even if it only has a few dozen reputation points, it is still half a draw.

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[Act out of righteousness, defeat the enemy with a snap of your fingers, and successfully demonstrate your prowess in front of others. You will be rewarded with 500 points of Jianghu reputation.]

[Reputation level remains unchanged: Rising Fame (15768/20000) => Rising Fame (16268/20000)]

500 points?! That high?!
Gu Ping'an paused, shocked.

Defeating the young prince in Daxing Prefecture originally only rewarded 250 points, but now the rewards have decreased, and it has doubled.
Something is wrong!
"Brother Gu, what's wrong?" Guo Jing couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw him stop.

Gu Ping'an ignored him and turned to look at the rich young man.

"You asked my name but didn't introduce yourself. Isn't that a bit rude?"

The young man grimaced in pain, forced a cold laugh, and uttered a cruel word: "My grandfather's surname is Shi. Don't fall into my hands, or I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

His surname was Shi, and his real name was Shi Zhaizhi, the son of the treacherous prime minister Shi Miyuan.

Although the son of this treacherous prime minister is also a big fish, he should not be more valuable than Yang Kang.

"You're using foul language, which is even more disrespectful."

Gu Ping'an used his magical power again, this time hitting his other leg.

"Next time you fall into my hands, it won't be these two legs that I'll hit you with."

He ignored Shi Zhaizhi who was rolling on the ground and wailing, pulled the scholar who was looking at him with a dazed face, turned around and left.

"What are you looking at? Let's go!"

The scholar staggered when he was pulled by him, and followed him step by step. The dull look on his face was replaced by admiration.

The few of them walked out of Hefang Street. Huang Rong couldn't help but catch up with them and asked in a low voice.

"Brother Gu, that finger technique you just used."

Her eyesight has always been good, and Gu Ping'an used the unique skill that made her father Huang Yaoshi famous, so it was hard for her not to see it.

Gu Ping'an had already prepared an excuse when he attacked, waiting for her to ask. "You mean this finger-snapping technique? I saw Mei Chaofeng use it once before, and it seemed so amazing, so I studied it myself. So, what do you think of it?"

He showed a ostentatious expression and snapped his fingers. Although the stone did not pop out, it still made a sound through the air.

"It's a pity that I can't suppress the finger wind like her and attack silently."

Mu Nianci was slightly confused by what he said and the voice, but she did not speak.

Huang Rong's mouth twitched slightly as she asked, "Do you know that this is my father's unique finger-snapping skill?"

Gu Ping'an was horrified: "Then wouldn't it be like I'm stealing someone's skills?"

"That's fine, that's fine! It's your ability to learn it. I'll tell Dad about it later. Maybe he'll even teach you the secret formula."

Jing Rong and the others had long known that he had "extraordinary comprehension". When Qi Gong taught him the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, he was able to master it all after just one look. It was reasonable for him to learn the Finger Magic Technique as well.

As they were talking, they had unknowingly arrived at the West Lake.

"The scenery here is very beautiful, why not choose a place nearby? Brother, we are new to Lin'an and don't know the local customs, so you should find a tavern."

Gu Pingan turned around and asked with a smile on his face.

"Let me be the host. It was just a joke."

"No, no!" The scholar waved his hands repeatedly. "Brother, first you saved me, and then you offended a big shot because of it. If I eat and drink for free, I will lose my face!"

"Why should I be afraid of a playboy who lives off his father, a treacherous prime minister, and waits for death?" Gu Ping'an said dismissively, "If you want to treat me, then treat me. There's no need to bother with such a small matter."

The scholar nodded repeatedly. "I know a good place. It's a little run-down, but the food is absolutely amazing. I wonder if you heroes would mind?"

Gu Ping'an's favorite restaurant is a fly-in-the-wall restaurant.

"People in the underworld don't need to be so particular." Several people smiled and asked him to lead the way.

This man was quite insightful. He knew that this place would not cost much, so he took a detour and bought two jars of fine Song Dynasty wine before taking them back to the West Lake.

This small shop was just as he said, shabby and run-down. It was just a thatched shed set up under a few willow trees, with three or five square tables in the middle. The benches had been used for who knows how many years and were so shaky that customers sat on them.

Fortunately, the owner is a clean person. Although the shop is shabby, it is spotlessly clean and there is not a speck of oil on the stove.

The shop was inconspicuous, but it was full of people. Guo Jing said it was a pity, but was stopped by the scholar.

"Uncle Song!"

He called out, and the morning man looked up, grinning.

"Xiao Jiang is here again!"

Uncle Song took the food out of the pot, turned around and went into the house, dragging out a table.

"There are many guests today, luckily I have reserved a table for you."

The scholar turned around and smiled at them, then said, "I've made some new friends today. Could you please bring over all your signature dishes?"

"Okay!" Uncle Song agreed, asked everyone to sit down, and returned to the kitchen to work.

Uncle Song obviously served them the food first. In just a cup of tea, seven or eight dishes were on the table.

The scholar filled their glasses with wine one by one, bowed first, and then picked up the wine glass.

"Today, I have the good fortune to meet you four, and to be rescued by Young Master Gu. This is truly a great blessing in my life! This glass of wine is for you four!"

"Don't be busy," Gu Ping'an said with a smile, "I haven't asked for your name yet."

The scholar slapped his forehead and said embarrassedly, "I was so excited that I forgot about this matter. My name is Jiang Lin, my courtesy name is Ziyuan, and I am from Duchang, Nankang Army."

(End of this chapter)