But the old master shouted: "Is there no chivalrous man in such a big Taizhou City?"

Some people around were ashamed, some were indifferent, and some were disdainful, but the evil boys were sarcastic.

"Well, you, a foreigner, dare to talk nonsense in my Taizhou!"

"That is, the chivalrous people of Taizhou can only tell the locals, you are nothing!"

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This old master is indeed not a native of Taizhou, but he has lived in Taizhou for a long time. But after all, he is old and can hardly change his accent, which makes these evil young men hear it.

The old master's face was so anxious that he was blushed and angry.

The thief showed joy on his face. As long as he passed that corner and rushed into the alley, he would have a way to get rid of the old man.

This is the way that rats have rats.

Seeing the old man's anxious and white face, he had stolen some valuables, it seemed that he would make a small deal this time.

The thief could understand that the big head of the stolen goods would naturally not be his, but if the items were expensive enough, the "soup and soup" they were allocated would be enough for him to enjoy for a while.

Seeing the thief getting closer and closer to the alley, he glanced at him and saw a thin black boy pushing away the crowd and running towards him.

What is this kid doing?

As soon as the thought arose, the young man jumped high, his right knee ridged and pushed him hard.

Bang!

Many people around felt their noses sore and subconsciously touched their noses. The evil young men were also stunned. One of them murmured: "Boy is so cruel!"

This knee was pressed against the bridge of the thief'er's nose. The bones of the nose were broken at that time, blood was gushing, and the nose was crooked halfway, but it seemed like a sauce shop was opened. The salty, sour and spicy ones were rolled out.

The black and thin boy is naturally Du Wenxing.

This kid has been stumbling on the street since he was a child and has fought a lot. Whether it is hitting people or being beaten, he has gained experience.

The most important thing in street fighting is the word "ruthless", but it cannot hurt human life, so Du Wenxing gradually found several tricks, and this nose bridge is one of them.

Once this part is hit hard, it will not only be painful, but also tinnitus and blurry eyes, and immediately lose its combat effectiveness.

Just like the thief now, his nose, tears and blood flowing, and his whole head is covered.

So Du Wenxing used another element of street fighting - to pursue victory.

The thief was hit by Du Wenxing's knee and fell to the ground. Du Wenxing took the opportunity to sweep over.

Bang!

puff!

The thief tilted his neck, and a few teeth flew out, and the eyebrows were cracked, and black beads burst out, as if a colorful silk shop was opened, red, black and purple were about to bloom.

Click!

The thief fell to the ground and lost his life.

Someone shouted, "I'm going to kill someone!"

The crowd around him suddenly scattered, and even the evil young men were no exception, running faster than rabbits.

The originally lively street was just Du Wenxing and the old master stared at each other, oh, and there were also the shops in the shops on both sides who could not leave, huddled in the corner like quails, and they didn't dare to look at Du Wenxing at first sight. They didn't look so excited and cheerful just now.

"Old man, is this your thing?"

Du Wenxing picked up the package that fell beside the thief and handed it to the old master who walked up to him, and he didn't seem to be worried at all.

He knew the severity of his attack. The steal seemed serious, but in fact he just fainted and could not die.

What's strange is that the old master did not show any fear, but instead tidied up his clothes and bowed calmly to Du Wenxing, completely disappearing from his previous embarrassment.

The old master looked at Du Wenxing with great appreciation and said, "This little brother has invited me. I have opened a 'Zhengde Academy' in the east of the city. If you want to study, you can go there to find me."

He took the package while saying, "I wanted to give you some money as a reward to express my gratitude, but I was afraid that these odors of money would tarnish the little brother's chivalrous heart. I gave this book to you, and I hope it will be helpful to you."

The book that Mr. Qian wanted to give to Du Wenxing was not in the package, but took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it over.

Du Wenxing looked down and saw that the cover of the book was light blue, with four big words written on it. He didn't recognize any of them. He couldn't help but think in his heart: "Master Qian, you should give me money, I'm not afraid of being defiled!"

At this moment, the sound of the system machinery sounded in Du Wenxing's mind, "Getting Qian Laozi's sincere thanks, the chivalrous value is 500."

I was immediately overjoyed.

After doing a good thing, he suddenly increased the value of chivalrous 500, which was higher than completing a task. The previous task of "defeating the gangster" only increased the value of chivalrous 100, and he immediately didn't care about the reward given by Mr. Qian.

After putting the book in his arms, Du Wenxing waved to Qian Wenzhong and ran away.

He has to seize the time to do the task to collect enough chivalrous value for the roulette lottery as soon as possible.

Qian Wenzhong didn't know the inside story and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a good guy. He doesn't even leave his name when doing good deeds. I hope that book will help him!"

After Du Wenxing left Mr. Qian, he followed the whole way and watched. When he saw people in need, he helped him. However, he never met someone who contributed great value like Mr. Qian.

First of all, he encountered trivial matters, such as helping the village man who entered the city to sell vegetables to lift the chariot that was trapped in the mud, or helping the street boys to take down the bamboo dragonflies flying to the branches, or helping the woman who returned from washing clothes to lift her clothes.

Secondly, these foolish men and women are shallow in nature or simple. In their opinion, these small helps that are easy to do should be done. They will not ask for any gratitude if they help others, but in turn, they will not be very grateful if others help them.

So after wandering around this day, apart from the five hundred chivalrous values ​​provided by Mr. Qian, Du Wenxing finally got only forty-five chivalrous values. Sometimes when he met one or two completely ungrateful guys, he could only get one or two chivalrous values ​​afterwards. On the contrary, the naughty boy who lost the bamboo dragonfly cried loudly, provided the highest chivalrous value, with a total of ten points.

Back in the ruined temple, Du Wenxing took a look at the gains. Now he has a chivalrous value of 645 points, which seems to be quite a lot, but the 5,000 points that can be drawn are far from enough.

If you can only encounter such trivial matters every day, when will this young master get enough chivalrous value for the lottery?

Du Wenxing couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, but soon became excited again.
Chapter completed!