Invincible in the Universe: Work hard to master the skills, become a flying knife god

Chapter 3: Calculation, Live! Keep Live! [Please recommend]

The eldest wife, Xia Yunniang, watched Lao Feng being taken away and collapsed to the ground.

Sister Zhen bit her lips tightly and remained silent.

"Sister Zhen, are you okay?"

Qin Shuang came to Sister Zhen's side and asked.

"I'm fine, thank you A Shuang!"

Sister Zhen gave Qin Shuang a grateful smile.

"It's unlikely that Lao Feng will come back after this trip. What are your plans for the future?"

Qin Shuang had read The Twin Heroes of the Tang Dynasty and knew what happened to Lao Feng. He had offended someone in the imperial kitchen of the palace and was targeted, leading to his execution for offending Yang Guang. After Lao Feng's death, Zhen Sao was free.

"I do not know."

Wei Zhenzhen shook her head.

Her father owed money and sold her to Lao Feng for ten taels of silver. She had no choice but to live one day at a time and was confused about the future.

"You should set up the bun shop first!"

Qin Shuang thought for a while and said.

Old Feng will not come back, and Sister Zhen still has to make a living, so the bun shop needs to continue to run.

"Ah."

Sister Zhen went to discuss it with the eldest wife. Xia Yunniang was already at a loss and agreed without hesitation.

at this time.

At the east end of Nanmen Street, five miles away from Lao Feng’s steamed bun shop and close to the Nanmen Street wharf, there is a courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles. There is a patio and corridors on all four sides. There is a pair of stone locks and a jujube tree in the corner of the wall.

A thin, ruffian-looking young man in sackcloth clothes stood in the yard with his hands hanging down, looking around from time to time. It was Wu Zhiheng who went to Qin Shuang's house to collect the monthly allowance.

Not long after, a short and strong man with muscular body, about 27 or 28 years old, came quickly with three gang members wearing the clothes of Bamboo Flower Gang disciples.

The short and stocky man had a centipede-like scar on his neck, which made his face look even more ferocious. He walked into the yard, saw Wu Zhiheng coming towards him, and asked, "Ah Heng, has the kid surnamed Qin figured it out?"

"Boss, that bastard doesn't know what's good for him and still doesn't agree!"

Wu Zhiheng came to Mu Yunfeng respectfully and said in a deep voice.

"Damn it! If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you!"

Mu Yunfeng's face was extremely gloomy.

If it weren't for the reputation of the Bamboo Flower Gang, he would have just killed him and robbed him. Why would he go through so much trouble?
"Boss, I think that guy must have prepared the tax money, otherwise, he wouldn't be so tough!"

Wu Zhiheng's eyes rolled, and he stepped forward to approach Mu Yunfeng and said, "Boss, I have a plan. I'm not afraid that he won't give in!"

After saying that, he whispered his plan to Mu Yunfeng.

"Oh? You're quite clever."

Mu Yunfeng's eyes lit up after hearing Wu Zhiheng's plan, and he patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave this matter to you! If you do it well, you will definitely get some benefits!"

"Thank you, boss!"

Wu Zhiheng respectfully took three steps back and turned away.

"I hope that this time, Master Chang Xiang can teach me a few palm techniques!"

Mu Yunfeng looked at the sky in the distance with hope in his eyes.

Chang Yun is the incense master of the Bamboo Flower Gang who is in charge of South City affairs. He is known as the 'Soul-Breaking Hand' in the underworld. He has mastered the Soul-Breaking Palm to perfection and it is extremely powerful. Those who are hit will be fine at the time, but a month later a black palm print will appear on their chest, and they will die without a doubt!

This person's only hobby is lust!

More than ten concubines!
In order to learn Chang Yun's Soul-Breaking Palm, he married his sister to Chang Yun as a concubine, and sent no less than ten beautiful girls to him. Master Chang Xiang said last time that he would give him some pointers next time when he has time!
Mu Yunfeng is not willing to be just a small leader, the position of incense master is his goal.

Qin Shuang took the wages for the two people, bought two pancakes on the street, and returned to the dilapidated house with earthen walls. Luo Yun'er had just prepared the meal.

For dinner, each person had a bowl of watery porridge, three steamed buns, a plate of greens, and a dish of pickled vegetables.

Both of their porcelain bowls were chipped.

"Yun'er, here."

Qin Shuang looked at the broken bowl, sighed, put down the pancake, took out the wages from Lao Feng from his pocket, and put it on the table, making a series of "ding ding" crisp sounds. "Ah? Ah Shuang, where did you get the money?"

Seeing Qin Shuang take out a handful of copper coins, Luo Yun'er put down the porridge and looked surprised.

"Keep it. This is our wages. I just asked Lao Feng for it."

Qin Shuang chuckled and said.

"Did you go to Lao Feng and get our wages?"

"That's why Feng Ba Pi is so straightforward?"

When she heard that this money was the wages she got from Lao Feng, Luo Yun'er widened her eyes in disbelief.

As far as she knew, Old Feng was extremely stingy. He spent every penny as if it were two and often withheld wages, driving away many workers. If she and Qin Shuang had not been desperate, they would not have gone to work for him.

It's harder than climbing to the sky to get money from him.

Qin Shuang actually went to ask for it!

Simply incredible!

"Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you! I just got my wages, and a lot of guards came, saying that the palace took a fancy to Lao Feng's skill in making steamed buns, and brought him into the palace!"

Qin Shuang smiled slightly and said.

"Old Feng is in the palace? Then, what about the bun shop?"

Luo Yun'er couldn't help but worry about Zhen Sao. Once Old Feng left, Zhen Sao would not be able to run the bun shop by herself. The eldest wife had never done any housework and could not be relied on.

"Old Feng probably won't be back. I've told Sister Zhen to keep the bun shop going. We have to make a living!"

Qin Shuang said in a deep voice.

He had his own plans when he asked Sister Zhen to run the bun shop. Once Old Feng entered the palace, there was no chance that he would come back. If Sister Zhen could run the bun shop, Yun'er could also go there to help and they would have a livelihood.

I must seize the time, improve my proficiency in throwing knives, and speed up the improvement of my strength.

Mu Yunfeng from the Bamboo Flower Gang has his eyes on Yun'er. Since I have rejected him, he will definitely not let it go. You know, he has more than twenty younger brothers under him. If I don't seize the time to improve my strength, I will be doomed when he comes to me.

one more.

It is the dark palm print on the chest, which was the cause of the death of his predecessor. Currently, Qin Shuang does not know who the murderer is, and he must have the ability to protect himself before the murderer strikes again!

"A Shuang, I want to go see Sister Zhen."

After they finished eating the porridge and pancakes, Luo Yun'er washed the dishes, came behind Qin Shuang and said.

"Go!"

Qin Shuang nodded. Mrs. Feng was a hot-tempered woman and would definitely exclude Sister Zhen. Once she found out that Old Feng was dead, she might even kick Sister Zhen out of the house!

"peck!"

"peck!"

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Luo Yun'er went out, and Qin Shuang took the flying knife, concentrating all his attention, and kept throwing it, stabbing it into the wooden board on the wall again and again.

[Skill: Flying Knife Technique (Beginner)]

【Progress: 46/200】

Qin Shuang discovered that after learning the art of flying knife, the required proficiency became 200 points. Moreover, within a distance of ten feet, the proficiency would not increase when injecting with full concentration. The proficiency would only increase when the distance between the wooden board and the target was two feet away and the target was hit.

"You can only increase your proficiency if you concentrate on shooting when you are more than 2 meters away from the target. This means that as long as I practice flying knife skills until I reach 'proficiency' according to the rules, I can hit the target every time within meters?"

Qin Shuang's eyes showed anticipation.

To know.

The effect of the basic flying knife technique is: "The knife can penetrate the wood three inches, and within ten feet, it will hit the target every time!"

If the distance is increased to 2 meters and he still hits the target every time, that would be very powerful!
Can kill enemies from a long distance!

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