Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Brother Biao's Mercedes, Yu Fen who couldn't be kept, green beans that couldn't be cooked properly, youth that can't be returned, battles that never end, pride that can't be let go.
I was driving my Mercedes-Benz, with my beloved Yufen in tow, but Yufen's body was in Hanying, but her heart was in Majia Village.

Inside the ward, Miss Yuan played a little tune called "Brother Biao's Mercedes Couldn't Keep Yu Fen" on her phone, and the whole ward was filled with joy. Even the nurse who came in to give an IV couldn't help but chuckle and tried hard to suppress her laughter.

After all, it's funny enough that someone gets poisoned from eating green beans and ends up in the hospital, but it's even funnier to end up in the hospital because of green beans cooked by a girlfriend who can't cook.

After last night and this morning, the nurses on this floor have a pretty good understanding of Lin Mo's situation.

Of course, there were also those who were unhappy, such as Lin Mo, who lay on the bed with a speechless expression.

When Liu Ruyan returned, she heard this song and saw Miss Yuan dancing to the music on Lin Mo's hospital bed. She turned around and left.

She couldn't bear to look, it was too embarrassing to look at. It was already embarrassing enough, but now a group of even more embarrassing friends had come. She felt that she shouldn't go forward and embarrass herself.

After all, it's better for one person to lose face than for the two of them to lose face together. Besides, it's already noon, so she should go and get her younger brother something good to eat. She then sent Lin Mo a message saying she was going to buy lunch and took the opportunity to slip away.

Laughter, blatant laughter.

That's what good friends are like: they laugh to death when someone is sick, and cry their eyes out when someone is seriously ill, just like yesterday when the girl from Sichuan said she was in a car accident and almost died.

If nothing is wrong, neither Wang Chuhe nor Lin Mo would take it seriously, but if someone is seriously ill or dies, that's a different story.

"Alright, alright, Sister Yuan, this is a hospital bed, not a stage. Don't break it," Lin Mo quickly advised.

At this point, his left hand was already on an IV drip; he had been poisoned by green beans and would need to stay in the hospital for at least a day or two.

Although he is awake now, he still feels soreness and weakness in his body.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan finished playing the song before jumping off the bed.

Fortunately, the group came to see him and even bought some fruit. However, Lin Mo strongly suspected that the fruit wasn't actually for him, but rather something the group had prepared for him in case he had nothing to eat.

The result was that, out of the six people, those who ate bananas ate bananas, those who ate oranges ate oranges, Miss Yuan held an apple, and Lin Mo focused on watermelons.

Don't ask, the answer is that watermelons are expensive now, so of course we have to eat the expensive ones.

After a night's rest, the three girls from Sichuan felt much better.

"Old Mo, you didn't see it. It's so difficult over there. I really didn't expect that in this day and age, there would still be people who don't have enough to eat or wear."

Luckily, we didn't send the squad leader when we went to deliver supplies to the village. We even ran into some local thugs there who tried to take our things.

Later we learned that the two old men were in their forties. One of them had married a woman when he was young, but he didn't earn money and even beat her. As a result, his wife ran away with their child, and he remained a bachelor, poor and arrogant. The other man was also poor and couldn't find a wife.

Fortunately, Director Wang's large physique was not for nothing, and with the driver by his side, they managed to drive that person away; a fight almost broke out.

The Sichuan girl held an orange, eating it while recounting what she had seen and heard during their business trip.

Was that old thug despicable? Of course he was, but the area was indeed poor, so they didn't seem to regret their actions.

There's so much video footage. Although it hasn't been edited yet, once it's finished and released, the viewership is sure to be high.

"Holy crap, they didn't call the police?" Lin Mo was also stunned and exclaimed in shock.

Director Wang shook his head: "I wanted to call the police, but the villagers around said it was useless. They said that when they went in, they were provided with food and drink, and then they came out again after a couple of days."

If we were to actually call the police, they would probably just take action.

"That was so dangerous! I'm so glad I didn't go," Miss Yuan said, still shaken.

Don't be fooled by her fearless demeanor; that's in Jiangning, in the city, where there are laws. The more remote and impoverished a place is, the weaker its legal awareness tends to be.

"Of course! Ah, if you, Lao Mo, had gone too, with your skills, we could have easily taken him down seven times over," Chuan Mei exclaimed.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes and laughed, "No thanks, I don't want to fight with anyone. Besides, if you're really worried about it next time you go, you can hire professional security personnel."

“That would cost a lot. Besides, what kind of person am I? I need bodyguards when I go out. By the way, Lao Mo, you’re pretty good. Why don’t you teach Wang Chu a couple of moves? This kid is all brute force and can’t use it,” said Chuan Mei.

The class monitor nodded in agreement, saying, "Let him do morning exercises with you from now on. You can teach him a few things; it's better for him to learn than not to learn at all!"

She didn't go that day, and when she heard what the two of them said when she came back, she was still scared. "Let's forget about it. Practicing combat isn't something that can be done in a day or two. It requires long-term training and someone to spar with. Besides, the tuition is very expensive," Lin Mo shook his head and said.

His basic combat proficiency is given by the shopping page. It is automatically acquired after completing the prerequisite tasks. He can teach others, but they can only learn it little by little through hard work.

Simply put, other people's fighting skills are improved through their own training, but they are superficial. It's unclear whether they will be effective in real combat.

However, he relied on cheat codes to achieve his goal in one step, which clearly shows the difference in skill level.

"Tuition fees? You little black dog, you're a heartless maggot! You've already hooked up with mynahs, and you still want to charge Director Wang tuition fees?" Miss Yuan said angrily upon hearing this.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him: "I won't accept it, someone else will!"

"Others?" Miss Yuan asked, puzzled.

Lin Mo: "You think the person who gets beaten up doesn't have to pay? How much does Director Wang earn?"

"How much can you take out?" Director Wang asked curiously.

Lin Mo thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "It depends on what moves you use against your opponent. For example, the Old Ape Hanging Seal strikes the opponent's chin with both palms, and the price is about 25,760."

Two ghosts carrying a sedan chair, they put the opponent's arms under his armpits, and then suddenly lifted his arms with both hands, breaking both of his arms, 13,580.

The "Dragon's Tail Swing" is a high back kick to the head, and it costs approximately 6,540.

My uncle hit me squarely in the chest, that is, a solid elbow strike, and I'll be in 15 years!
So, if you can avoid fighting, then don't. You only make a few thousand dollars a month, why risk your life?

Everyone:.
Regardless of whether it was because of Chuanmei's job, even if it wasn't, Lin Mo wouldn't advise Wang Chu to fight if he wanted to learn some self-defense skills. In today's society, ordinary people who fight usually end up losing money or going to jail, and if they lose, they're likely to be hospitalized. This is even more true for those so-called martial arts experts.

Almost every so-called boxing gym you see now, whether it teaches boxing or combat sports, has a headmaster who can easily take on several unarmed ordinary people by himself.

This includes some armed police officers and specially trained soldiers; those who have received professional training are simply more formidable.

In a fight between an ordinary person and a professional boxer, even without weapons, three or four people might not be able to defeat the opponent.

After the last battle at the Forest Kindergarten, Lin Mo knew where his strength stood among ordinary people.

Knowing it was a drill, he naturally wouldn't go too far. If he had actually encountered unforeseen circumstances and started to act, who knows what might have happened? After all, people lose their rationality when they are angry.

"That's awesome! Then Mo Zai, teach me! I'm rich!" Miss Yuan excitedly raised her hand.

Hearing this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him: "Stop messing around, why don't you and Chuan Mei practice the thug excitement boxing? Maybe if people laugh at you, they won't beat you up."

"Any martial art relies on physical ability. People like you two might be able to get a gun abroad, but in China, running someone over with a car is more reliable—and that's your forte!"

Miss Yuan:
That's right. When it comes to hitting people with a car, Miss Yuan has experience. She's so confused that she doesn't think straight, and the force she uses is just right.

"So, isn't there anything that doesn't cost money? Like, after the beating, the other person suffers internal injuries but is fine at the time, and then goes to the hospital later, or something that only causes them pain but doesn't show any injuries on the test results," Chuanmei asked curiously.

After all, he may face similar situations again in the future, and having learned from Director Wang will provide him with some security.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo first sneered, then thought for a moment and laughed, "You know what, there really is!"

"Oh? What is it?" The Sichuan girl's eyes lit up, and she asked quickly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo beckoned to him: "Come here, I'll demonstrate for you!"

In response, the Sichuan girl stepped forward.

Lin Mo beckoned again: "Come closer!"

Chuanmei stepped forward again to his bedside. Seeing this, Lin Mo's right hand suddenly shot out, grabbing her neck and pulling her close. Then he leaned forward and said, "He~~tui~~"

"This move is called Atomic Breath! The resulting mental injuries are absolutely free!"

Everyone:.
(End of this chapter)