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Chapter 75 Strange Letter
Fang Cheng took the dagger and casually swung it on his fingertips.

He glanced at the two people who were still standing calmly and spoke again:
"Is there anything else you can do?"

"Ah? No, no!"

"We are just passers-by who are passing through here and want to rent a house."

Upon hearing this, the man with tattoos and the handsome guy quickly shook their heads to deny it.

All the things that were clamored about before were completely pushed aside.

“There are no extra houses here.”

Fang Cheng's eyes turned cold as he warned the two of them:
"Remember not to come to Old Factory Street to cause trouble again, otherwise..."

As he spoke, he held the dagger in both hands, clenched his fingers, and pulled hard.

With a "snap" sound, a thin dagger was broken into two pieces.

The two were immediately startled.

"I know, I know!"

He ran out in a hurry.

"and many more."

Hearing the death-threatening shout, the two men couldn't help but shiver and turned back nervously.

Fang Cheng pointed at the fat man lying on the ground and looked at the two ungrateful guys.

"You won't take your accomplice with you?"

The two men suddenly realized what had happened and hurried back, each holding an arm, to help the fat man who was sleeping soundly out.

After walking out the door.

The two men, still in shock, looked back at the mysterious tube-shaped building.

"Did you see how he kicked just now?"

"It was too fast. I got hit as soon as my eyes blurred."

"Tsk tsk, this is the first time I've seen such a kicking technique. It should be able to compete with the one sent by the Red Tiger Gang."

"No wonder the Three Wolf Gang dares to challenge us since they have such a master. Go back and tell the truth. We can't afford to offend them anyway!"

The two of them were talking, and when they looked at the fat man who was unconscious, they couldn't help but complain:
"Why does this bastard eat so much? It's useless in a fight!"

The two men struggled to throw him into a van on the side of the road, then stepped on the accelerator and quickly drove away.

Inside the building.

Fang Cheng looked at the prompt information on the panel.

[You used the skill effect 'Lightning Dance' in actual combat for the first time, Sanda experience +15]

After taking a look, his gaze fell on Wen Xin, who was standing there blankly, looking a little frightened.

Fang Cheng didn't say much and immediately walked out of the basement.

Just as he took a few steps and was about to reach the first floor.

A timid voice suddenly shouted:

"Brother Fang Cheng..."

Hearing the call, Fang Cheng couldn't help but look back.

But Wen Xin came jogging in front of him.

She took out a card from her inner pocket and said solemnly:
"You've helped me so many times, I don't know how to thank you enough."

"This is a lucky card that I have treasured since I was a child. I want to give it to you as a gift. I hope it can bless you to be always lucky and happy, and that no danger or difficulty will come to you."

"This……"

Looking at the gift Wen Xin gave him, Fang Cheng couldn't help but be dazed.

The card was very old and the color was dull, with a painted Easter egg with a six-pointed star pattern on it.

He wanted to refuse.

But looking at the girl's amber pupils, so pure as if without any impurities, he swallowed his words.

"Your gift is so precious. I will keep it well."

When Wen Xin heard Fang Cheng say this, a look of joy suddenly appeared in her eyes.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly and she let out a soft laugh.

Although his face was a little dirty, his smile made Fang Cheng feel inexplicably healed.

"Xinxin, have those people left?"

At this moment, a woman's voice appeared at an inopportune time.

The smile on Wen Xin's face disappeared instantly, and she replied timidly:
"It was Brother Fang Cheng who lived upstairs who beat them away."

As they were talking, a woman with long dyed hair and disheveled clothes came out.

After hearing what his daughter said, he looked at Fang Cheng with a little gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang."

The woman was probably in her thirties and was actually quite pretty.

His skin was pale, his eyes were sunken, and he looked extremely haggard.

Fang Cheng just nodded slightly at her and ignored her.

Parents who cannot even take care of their children's basic living needs are not worthy of respect.

Go up the stairs to the ninth floor.

Click.

Fang Cheng took out the key and opened the door.

Just as I was about to put on my slippers, I caught a glimpse of a letter lying on the floor at the entrance. I turned my gaze to the hair next to the envelope, which had changed its position.

Fang Cheng's pupils shrank slightly.

Then he turned on the "Eye of the Scavenger" and carefully checked every corner of the house.

A few minutes later.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

There were no signs of intrusion by outsiders.

The letter must have simply been slipped under the door.

Fang Cheng's eyes fixed and he tore open a corner of the envelope.

I found only a postcard inside.

When I took it out and looked at it carefully, there was not even the sender's name or address on it.

Just a simple sentence.

"I hope to have the honor of hearing your voice..."

After that, there was a string of strange and bizarre text symbols with unclear meaning.

"What does it mean?"

"A prank, or was it sent to the wrong person?"

There was no name or address left on the envelope.

Fang Cheng thought about it, walked out the door, and came to Zhou’s house, which was two doors away.

Knock, knock on the door twice, and Zhou Xiumei, wearing a hairband, stuck her head out.

"Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"

She asked in surprise.

Fang Cheng's face was calm:

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask, did you see the mailman or any strangers come to our building this morning?"

Zhou Xiumei was embarrassed when she heard this:

"I was so busy studying the pastries that I didn't pay attention to the people passing by the door."

"I can tell."

Fang Cheng pointed at the flour and egg liquid smeared on her fair face.

Zhou Xiumei screamed "Ah" and hurriedly closed the door.

Fang Cheng shook his head.

It would be nice if Aunt He was at home.

With her gossipy mind and sharp eyes, she would even try to tell whether a dog passing by her door was male or female.

Unfortunately, she seemed to have had an argument with Uncle Zhou, and in a rage she took her child back to her parents' home. I haven't seen her for many days.

At home, in the bedroom.

Fang Cheng sat at the desk.

I turned the postcard over and over, studying the words and the meaning of the strange symbols.

After asking Zhou Xiumei, he went on to ask several families next door.

Everyone said in unison that they had never seen any stranger come to the ninth floor.

Fang Cheng was full of doubts.

I don't know what the purpose is for someone to send something like this.

Especially the string of unclear symbols, which look a bit like Latin letters and also have a bit of hieroglyphics.

"Is it some kind of ancient writing? Or maybe the language of some unknown small country?"

Fang Cheng thought hard but had no clue.

No one I know is studying linguistics.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the alarm clock.

It's almost 10 o'clock now, and I have a training session in the afternoon, so I can't spare much time.

I have some free time tomorrow, so I'll go to the library to look up some information.

After making up his mind, Fang Cheng put the doubt out of his mind for the time being and grabbed the butterfly knife.

Swish, swish, swish, a few knife flowers were swung quickly.

Then he took a step forward, and the dagger in his right hand flashed with a cold light, and he stabbed forward in an instant.

After morning exercises in the park, Fang Cheng returned home and practiced swordsmanship.

Looking at the prompt information displayed on the panel:
[Sword Skills Experience +9]

Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

Next, it’s time to learn a foreign language.

After many days of hard work and self-discipline, his language skills have improved to the following level:

【Japanese language level 0 (92/100)】

【Nanyang Language Level 0 (45/100)】

[Desert Language lv0 (36/100)]

[Latin level 0 (29/100)]

(End of this chapter)