In the Apartment: My Cute Girlfriend

"Yes." Cao Xiong did not dare to show any resentment and could only lower his head deeply.

"That person is skilled in Shaolin martial arts. Even if he is not from Shaolin Temple, he should have a great relationship with Shaolin." Cao Xiong couldn't help but analyze, trying to prove his judgment and show his strength.

"Hmph, I only want the result. You decide the process. We must get the funds of the Tianlong Gang. And according to legend, Su Penghai seems to have obtained a treasure from the Western Regions. We can't let go of these." The man continued to instruct.

"Also, investigate a man named Yang Yu for me. He possesses the Vajra Indestructible Magical Skill and the Power Absorbing Technique. It is said that he once caused a big disturbance in Shaolin Temple." The man looked deeply in the direction where Yang Yu left, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Sir, could it be that?" Cao Xiong couldn't believe it. That person was actually the one he wanted to investigate. In that case, could he do it?

"Hmph, I'll say this one last time. I just want results."

"Yes, but sir, is it true that this Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill can only be used five times in a lifetime as rumored?" Cao Xiong asked cautiously, fearing that his ambition would be exposed.

"Do you want to learn?" The man couldn't help but sneer at him. He was just an ant. Even if he taught him some magical skills, he was still just a bigger ant. He couldn't help but laugh.

"I dare not." Cao Xiong lowered his head immediately, but his eyes were full of unwillingness, so he lowered his head even lower, fearing that the other party would see what he was thinking.

"The Vajra Indestructible Divine Art requires at least ten years of practice to achieve full mastery, and it requires a boy's body to practice. Back then, the undefeated boy Gu Santong relied on this skill to become invincible and cause so many bloody murders. If you want to learn it, go ahead, but with your aptitude, it will take at least fifty years to achieve full mastery."

"It is true that it can only be used five times. After he used it five times, he never used it for the sixth time in the battle on Tianshan Mountain. How could this be false?" He did not say this out loud, but silently recited it in his heart.

Then his identity is naturally self-evident, Zhu Wusi, the Iron-Hearted Marquis of Hulong Villa.

"Your Excellency, I actually don't quite understand what the use of these martial artists is. Could you please give me some answers?" Cao Xiong didn't dare to ask any further and changed the subject to continue asking.

"Humph, when everyone thinks a place is useless, that's where it's most useful."

"The Tianlong Gang relies on its massive financial resources to control the various sects here, but it is only a gang after all, and is only confined to the small game of the martial arts world."

"Break down into small groups and gather into an army; this is the overall situation."

"But does the Tianlong Gang have enough funds to support an army?" Cao Xiong was a little confused. A gang alone would not be enough to support a large army.

"Of course it's not enough, but I'm not the only one who wants an army."

Zhu Wusi looked around, and through his eyes, each country seemed to jump out of the paper, and at this moment every country seemed to be shrouded in the boundless darkness.

The throne high in the sky is so tempting in the darkness, and the abyss of darkness is filled with countless red gazes.

They are waiting for the opportunity to come, waiting for the enemy to appear, waiting for their supreme throne to be vacant, and waiting for the day of the final ending.

On the other hand, after being fooled by Cao Xiong, Yi Yangzi was disheartened and was about to take the money that Cao Xiong said was a loan to him, which was actually alms, and was ready to return to Diancang Mountain with his disciple Ma Junwu to divide the remaining things.

They dispersed right away, and then everyone went back home to find their own mothers.

Ma Junwu had no objection to this, but he insisted that Yi Yangzi pay off the money he owed him first, otherwise the road ahead would be long and it would be a distant dream to get the money back.

Yiyangzi would definitely not agree. He didn't get any charity at all. Bah, he didn't borrow much money, and if he had to pay back the money, he would have nothing left. It would be better not to disband.

But in fact, Ma Junwu is not as carefree as he says, because there is someone in the world that he cares about.

"Hey, Brother Ma, Senior Yiyangzi, what are you doing..." Yang Yu, who returned to the inn and changed his clothes, looked at the two of them pulling each other and couldn't help but asked jokingly.

"Uh, this..." "That..."

The two tried to explain that their situation was normal, but they couldn't make sense after pointing at each other, so they ended up pointing at each other.

"You tell the story."

“Why should I speak?”*2

"No matter what you two want to do, why don't you eat first?" Yang Yu smiled and pointed to the inn lobby to make an invitation.

"How can this be so embarrassing."*2

"Then thank you for your help."*2

Sure enough, the two of them went downstairs, pretending nothing had happened.

Thanks to Yang Yu's previous methods, the martial artists naturally avoided him. Even though they were almost crowded now, after their group came over, the table nearby directly moved away and ran to other tables to squeeze in, making way for an empty table.

The martial arts conference was responsible for all the food needs this time, so the dishes were served immediately after everyone sat down. Seeing the table full of dishes, Ma Junwu and Yi Yangzi looked at each other, swallowed their saliva, and started to eat without restraint, eating and taking non-stop.

"How long have they not eaten?" Chen Meijia was extremely disgusted when she saw the way these two people ate. These two handsome guys were no different from pigs now.

Ma Junwu and Yi Yangzi were also helpless. They had traveled a long way and had been in crisis several times. Now they were looked down upon here. This was the only time in the past few days that they had eaten like human beings.

"Sister Meijia, how dare you say that to them?" Rose pointed at Chen Meijia's belly speechlessly.

I saw Chen Meijia with a big belly, which was even more exaggerated than the other two. If you didn’t know, you would have thought she was pregnant.

"Hey, this is free, burp." Chen Meijia burped comfortably, touching her belly with a motherly look on her face.

Stop it, there's no child inside.

Just when all the martial artists were enjoying their meal, Cao Xiong came in with a large group of people. All the martial artists stopped eating, although they were very dissatisfied that the other party was talking about things while they were eating.

But after all, Cao Xiong is still the organizer of the martial arts conference, so he has to give him some face. After all, everyone makes a living by relying on face.

"Masters, I've received the latest news. The Tianlong Gang has completely evacuated Jiuzhou Prefecture an hour ago. To prevent them from poisoning the well and kitchen, please be vigilant."

Cao Xiong's words made all the martial artists lose their appetite immediately, fearing that the dishes before them were mixed with deadly poison. Except for the two starving ghosts who were reincarnated, they felt that their lives were worthless and the poison was more valuable than their lives, so how could they possibly use poison to take their lives?