practice falsehood

In the yellow-skinned taxi, Chen Hao was looking at the cultural landscape of this Yagang city through the car window.

In addition to what he saw before, Chen Hao also discovered that there were many people riding horses in this city.

Especially those riders wearing uniforms with epaulettes. They all have solid postures, straight waists, and their legs are very steady in the stirrups. At first glance, they are masters of horse stance skills.

As for the horses they were riding on, they were also tall and strong, with bulging muscles everywhere on their bodies. They were a bit more wild and fierce than the horses Chen Hao had seen in the real world.

"Master, those are beasts and horses with the blood of alien beasts in their bodies. The thicker the blood of alien beasts, the more obvious the opposite sex is in the beasts and horses."

"Riding such beasts and horses has the effect of practicing martial arts and strengthening the body. It is very popular among warriors here."

"Some of the horse kings on the grassland even have unicorns and horns. They can travel thousands of miles day and night without getting discouraged. Their strength is not inferior to that of the strong men holding pills, and they are extremely difficult to tame." Li Xiaozhen came over and introduced in a low voice.

"Exotic beast bloodline?" Chen Hao moved slightly when he heard this.

The information about the fake world revealed by the GA training school was all very secretive, and the existence of such strange beasts was not introduced at all.

"Most of the alien beasts are powerful creatures that existed more than a hundred years ago, before the end of the Dharma Age."

"Since the founding of Daxia, strong men have emerged in large numbers and strange beasts have become extinct. Now it is difficult to find traces in the mountains and forests."

"Even such a beast with a trace of blood in its body is worth at least hundreds of thousands of silver dollars. Ordinary people simply cannot afford to train and raise horses." Li Xiaozhen continued to introduce, and by the way, named the previous ones. Knighthood.

According to what Li Xiaozhen said, the knights just now should be soldiers from the nearby border garrison.

Yagang City is located at the southern end of Daxia, close to a large estuary. Foreign forces often infiltrate, so there are many garrison troops to maintain stable public order.

These garrisons are independent of various provinces, cities and localities, and are also not subject to the control of local forces. They are only deployed by the Daxia military and are extremely special existences.

Even the four most powerful families in Daxia did not dare to openly conflict with these garrison troops.

"So he's from the army, no wonder he looks so extraordinary!" Chen Hao nodded, feeling a little more knowledgeable.

……

The Huangpi taxi drove for more than ten minutes and arrived at the train station in the center of Yagang.

The shape of the train station exudes an old-fashioned atmosphere, with traces of repairs everywhere on the yellowed cement wall, just like the old Heyang City station in Chen Hao's memory when he was a child.

"Take a walk and see! The authentic Shaolin secret recipe Daliwan!"

“Take one pill to strengthen your body, take two pills to build muscles and bones!”

"Selling shrimp cakes! Delicious shrimp cakes! Two pieces for 5 cents!"

"Oranges! Authentic Huaibei mandarin oranges, not sweet and free of charge!"

There was a roar of people, sewage flowed across the river, and there were constant cries of hawking. .

The square in front of the station is full of passengers carrying large and small bags, as well as vendors setting up stalls and pushing carts along the road.

There are vendors selling street food, all kinds of cheap ready-made clothes, all kinds of books and magazines, and even electronic products imported from the real world. It’s all-encompassing and looks very lively.

There are even circus groups playing gongs and drums, attracting pedestrians to watch.

Chen Hao followed Li Xiaozhen and squeezed into the crowd. While observing the scene in the square, he felt that he felt like he had returned to his childhood.

"This place is very much like Nanwan in the 80s and 90s. Although the hardware is backward, there is an upward vitality blooming." Chen Hao's heart moved.

Li Xiaozhen squeezed to the ticket booth in the square and took out a large-denomination banknote: "I want two tickets to Wuchuan recently! It's best to get a sleeper berth!"

"Two sleeper berths, Kirikawa, will cost you 2 yuan."

"The flight is at 12 noon sharp, don't be late, the bus will wait for you." The conductor neatly gave the change and issued the ticket, and gave a few reminders.

Wuchuan is the Yudu area corresponding to this side of the fake world. It is named after the clouds and mist that surround the rivers and mountains all year round.

This time when he came to the fake world, Chen Jue not only wanted to experience the customs and customs of the fake world firsthand, but also planned to take Li Xiaozhen to the mirror city corresponding to Heyang City to find an opportunity to take root and establish his own intelligence power.

Because the Guangdong and Guangxi areas are the sphere of influence of the Red Mansion, as a betrayer of the Red Mansion organization, it is not suitable for Li Xiaozhen to stay and develop here, and it is easy to be discovered by the Red Mansion personnel.

As long as he reaches the border of Wuchuan, Chen Hao can go back and forth between the two realms through the transit passage in Heyang City, which makes it convenient to communicate and have someone to take care of him.

……

After buying the tickets, Li Xiaozhen took Chen Hao to the square to buy some food and fruits to replenish energy on the way.

Most of the hardware facilities in the fake world are decades behind the real world. The green trains we ride now are only over 100 kilometers per hour.

It takes at least 25 hours to get from Yagang City to Wuchuan.

After buying these sundries, the two entered the waiting hall of the station, found a long wooden bench and began to wait patiently.The waiting hall is also very lively. Most of the people waiting here are farmers who come to work in coastal factories, as well as some well-dressed corporate clerks and public officials from various places.

According to Li Xiaozhen, a vigorous economic construction activity is taking place in Daxia.

Increased trade, opened coastal gateways, and began frequent contacts and exchanges with Western and Eastern countries.

Chen Hao bought a newspaper from the newsstand for 1 cents, and also saw a lot of news related to economic construction in it.

Such as the establishment of special economic zones, high-tech industrial zones, etc., some governance methods are full of real-world Chinese colors.

Of course, the situation in Daxia is more complicated. It is a contradictory country that seems to be unified but is not cohesive internally.

Various forces are mixed, and the strong are above the law.

It is obviously difficult to promote social change as a whole.

But at least I saw some hope.

Because Chen Hao saw some light in the eyes of ordinary people.

"We are in an era of scarcity of materials and changes in the old and new."

"I don't know how many trendsetters will emerge who are chasing the tide of the times." Chen Hao thought in his mind, remembering the development scenes he had seen in Heyang City when he was a child.

Just when his thoughts were racing and his soul was wandering.

A group of men wearing straw-yellow clothes broke in from outside the waiting hall.

"Master! It's him!"

"He was the one who disabled my hand!" Shouhou pointed out loudly among the group of people.

The leading wealthy middle-aged man waved his hand and ordered a group of subordinates to push the crowd away, and then led the people to surround Chen Hao.

"Brother, which road did you mess around with?"

"I wonder how many bus lines in Yagang are protected by our gang?" The rich middle-aged man lowered his voice and turned a big smoking gun rapidly in his hand.

He was calling people and asking for their whereabouts.

Those who come out to hang out mostly bully the weak and fear the strong.

Especially unscrupulous forces like the Pa Gang, although they appear to be tough on the people in the station, they act extremely cautiously in private, for fear of offending people they can't afford to offend.

Upon seeing this, Chen Hao suppressed the newspaper and did not respond. Instead, he winked at Li Xiaozhen.

"It turned out to be the brothers from the gang!"

"My young master is new here and doesn't understand the rules. He hurt someone in your gang. Please forgive me!" Li Xiaozhen cupped her hand, took out a small sign with the word "Red Dream" engraved on it and threw it to the other party.

When the rich middle-aged man took the token and looked at it, he was surprised at first, and then looked at Li Xiaozhen. His eyes changed from surprise to fear, and finally showed a bit of lewdness: "Okay! It turns out there are two Fake!"

"You actually dare to show off in front of me! Deacon Wu from the Red Mansion and I have known each other for eight years, but I have never heard of you two as members!"

"Go! Kill this man for me!"

"Capture the woman and bring her back alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several men in yellow clothes on the side got the order and immediately surrounded him.

The two of them went to catch Li Xiaozhen, while the other gangster raised his hand and slashed straight towards Chen Hao's throat.

Chen Hao's pupils shrank when he saw this, because he saw that there was a layer of cyan edge on the five fingers of this gangster man, and there was even a harsh buzz in the air.

"Is this an innate ability?" Chen Hao thought. He rolled up the newspaper, raised his palm and clapped it with the opponent's fingers in mid-air.

There was a sizzling sound, and sparks flew out!

Chen Hao's pair of perfect iron sand palms actually glowed with a layer of real black iron after being used in the fake world!

It's like a pair of gloves with a layer of iron on them!
In addition, he also found that when he slapped his palm, there was an indescribable heat flowing out of his palm. The force of his palm was like a storm of more than ten levels, and the palm was blown away with just one palm. One of the man's arms was shaken into a blood mist that filled the sky.

Broken bones and meat splashed everywhere with blood, and the entire waiting hall exploded.

"It's up!"

"Run!"

"It's strong men above level 3 fighting!" (End of this chapter)