Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 14: A friendship made of real money, unbreakable
Soon, the martial arts competition ended.

Xizong, complete victory!
Next comes garbage time.

People flocked to Roger like a tide, wanting to make the acquaintance of this brilliant disciple of the Western Sect.

With Roger's Wuliang Sword Sect, it will surely be able to be compared with the Five Mountains Sword Sect in the future.

By then, there will be six of the Five Mountains Sword Sects!

As for punching Wudang and kicking Shaolin...

I dare not even think about it.

Roger was quite pleased with the flattery from everyone.

After all, I may not remember who praised me, but I can tell at a glance who didn’t.

In the crowd, Roger saw a familiar middle-aged man at a glance.

This man has a sturdy build and a dark face. Although he is not very good-looking, he exudes a simple and generous air.

It was Ma Wude, an old boxer from Pu'er in southern Yunnan.

Ma Wude's martial arts can only be regarded as farm skills, nothing special.

But as a local tea merchant, he was wealthy and hospitable, and he relied on his billions to get close to everyone. He always treated the down-and-out martial artists who came to him for help with sincerity, and he was very popular in the martial arts world.

It is known as the Little Mengchang of Southern Yunnan and the Little Xinling of Pu'er.

Who doesn’t like the God of Wealth?
Roger and he have some friendship.

A friendship based on real money.

Indestructible!

Ma Wude smiled widely, walked quickly to Luo Jie, and said with a hearty laugh: "Brother Luo, what a handsome kung fu!"

"Today's competition is truly an eye-opener."

Roger smiled and replied, "Brother Ma, thank you for the compliment. It was just a fluke."

After a few pleasantries, Ma Wude turned sideways and introduced the young man in blue clothes next to him.

"Brother Luo, let me introduce you. This is Master Duan Yu, a distinguished guest visiting Wuliang Mountain to enjoy the scenery."

"Master Duan, this is Brother Roger Luo from the Wuliang Sword Sect who just displayed his might."

Only then did Roger turn his gaze to the young man in blue.

He was wearing a green robe with fluttering sleeves, and a jade pendant of great value was tied around his waist.

His face was as handsome as a jade, and his eyes showed a purity that was not tainted by the world.

It’s you, Prince of Litang…Prince of Zhennan!

Duan Zhengchun...the son of Yanqing, the protagonist of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and the leading actor of the large-scale TV series "Lovers Become Brothers and Sisters".

The famous bootlicker Duan Mou Ren.

Duan Yu bowed to Luo Jie and said with a smile, "I have long admired your great name, Brother Luo. It is truly a privilege to meet you today."

"I just watched Brother Luo's swordsmanship in a duel. His swordsmanship was so exquisite and truly admirable."

The corners of Roger's mouth rose slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"Mr. Duan, you are too kind. This is just a trivial trick of mine."

"Mr. Duan, on the other hand, has an imposing bearing. One can tell at a glance that he is no ordinary man. Even the royal family is no better than him."

While praising him, Roger was thinking:
Brother-in-law, I want to be the prince consort of Dali.

So, just leave your sisters to me!
Soon, with Roger's deliberate attempt to make friends, the two of them chatted happily with each other, and both felt that they had met too late.

I wish we could become sworn brothers right now.

The people around them saw that they were chatting happily and didn't want to interrupt them, so they could only look at Duan Yu enviously from the side.

Damn pretty boy, he's hurting my eyes.

In between his conversations with Duan Yu, Roger pondered in his heart.

Based on the principle that there must be a younger sister within ten steps.

Since Duan Yu appears here.

Then, his playful and lovely sister, Zhong Ling, must be nearby.

Brother Duan is good, but your sister is more fragrant.

Roger looked around calmly, his eyes moving back and forth between the crowd and the buildings.

Sure enough, he caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure on the beam not far away.

She was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green shirt.

She held a dozen or so small snakes about a foot long in her hands, her movements skillful and natural, without any fear.

On her round face, there is a small dimple at the corner of her mouth.

Such a beautiful appearance is so bright and charming that it is hard to forget it at first sight.

Roger couldn't help but feel a slight ripple in his heart, secretly comparing them. This girl's temperament and style were completely different from his senior sister, but her appearance was far superior to hers.

He is worthy of being a supporting role, and is definitely not comparable to ordinary extras.

He sighed in his heart.

Prince Duan has good taste, which is really enviable...

He is worthy of being a role model for our generation!
Perhaps he noticed Roger's gaze.

The girl jumped down from the beam lightly like a nimble little bird and landed steadily beside Roger.

She raised her head slightly, with a look of anger on her face.

"Why are you looking at me?"

At this moment, a gray-white shadow flashed past his eyes like lightning.

Roger reacted extremely quickly, with quick eyes and hands, and grabbed the shadow and kept it there.

Looking closely, I saw that it was a small gray-white mink.

It is the famous lightning marten.

Famous deeds: Killed by Manggu Zhuha alone.

What a shame.

This little guy is incredibly fast, and it would be difficult for an ordinary person to catch him.

But in front of Roger, he no longer had the capital to be arrogant.

"Give me back my mink!"

When Zhong Ling saw her beloved Diao'er being caught, she shouted hurriedly, with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

Roger smiled slightly and threw the lightning marten to Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling took it carefully and said affectionately, "Good boy Diao'er!"

As she spoke, she grabbed the tail of a small snake with two fingers of her right hand, held it upside down, and gently shook it in front of Diao'er.

The mink quickly stretched out its front paws, firmly grasped the little snake, and ate it with its mouth.

It turned out that the many small snakes in Zhong Ling's hands were the bait she used to feed Diao'er.

After Diao'er finished eating a small snake, he contentedly crawled into the leather bag around Zhong Ling's waist.

Zhong Ling patted her skin gently, then looked up at Roger. The anger in her eyes had faded, replaced by a hint of curiosity.

Just as Roger was talking to Zhong Ling, there was a commotion not far away.

There was a lot of noise.

Roger looked up in the direction of the sound.

Who is so tactless.

Didn’t you see I was chatting with my good sister?
I saw the head of Dongzong, Zuo Zimu, looking panicked, supporting a dying person.

The man collapsed in his arms, his face as pale as paper, completely bloodless.

Zuo Zimu was extremely anxious and didn't care about anything else. He quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground, held the injured person in front of him, and used his internal energy to heal him.

However, the man's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Zuo Zimu's forehead was covered with sweat and his hands were shaking slightly.

He really couldn't understand why his junior brother was suddenly seriously injured and on the verge of death during a martial arts competition.

At this moment, he did not care about the many female relatives present. In a hurry, he reached out to unbutton the injured person's shirt, wanting to check his injuries.

The clothes were slowly untied, and everyone gasped, followed by an exclamation in unison.

Eight black words suddenly appeared on the injured man's chest.

The Shennong Gang destroyed Wuliang Sword.

These eight words are shiny black and deeply embedded in the texture.

Looking closely, there were neither traces of writing with an ink pen nor any wounds carved by sharp objects. It was actually written with a highly toxic drug.

The drug was so corrosive that the eight characters sunk deep into the skin, and the surrounding flesh took on a strange bluish-black color, emitting a faint stench of decay.

The scene instantly fell into silence, and everyone looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Roger's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Although the ones seriously injured were from the East Sect.

But the Shennong Gang's move was undoubtedly a slap in his face.

The small Shennong Gang is so bold and presumptuous!

Can’t keep it!

(End of this chapter)