Chapter 5, Tamago Burning Fist!
The station slowly retreated, and the bright light suddenly shone outside the window that was neither light nor dark. The train drove out of the station.
Leaning against the window, Xia Qiu looked at the skyrocketing numbers in mobile banking.
Sitting beside him was a middle-aged man with a fat belly and sharp eyes, and his unpretentious vision swept across his mobile phone screen.
The middle-aged man was shocked. He stared at him for a few seconds, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, pinched his nose, wiped his mirror, and looked at Xia Qiu.
Xia Qiu has put away his cell phone.
The middle-aged man wanted to ask Xia Qiu's series of 0s were true or false, but he couldn't think of what to ask, so he could only shut up.
He carefully moved his arm on the handrail between the two seats, tried to squeeze in the opposite direction, looking straight ahead, looking even more straight than the primary school student who was scolded by the teacher in class.
Xia Qiu put his arms on the window ridge and looked at the fields flying outside.
Along with the transfer information, there is also a text message sent from a private number.
"The tax has been paid on behalf of the bank, and the bank has said hello. If you have any instructions, be sure to dial this number."
Did you have to pay taxes when transferring money? Xia Qiu searched and it turned out to be so.
This Jiang Feihong is quite good at it.
After all, he is a well-known rich man who started from scratch and cannot reach today even if he is not up to the top.
I just don't know how far he has come to the fore.
The bank card number left by Xia Qiu is his own bank card.
On the high-speed train when he came, he hesitated for a while, hesitating whether to hide as much as possible.
The final decision is to follow the circumstances.
Even if those superiors know it, it's nothing.
The existence stripping of Jiang Feihong when he just went to see Jiang Feihong was just a preliminary operation of the concept of "existence". If he stripped away part of his existence, he would become transparent directly in the material world. No matter it is a bullet, missile, hydrogen bomb, or other substance, he would not be able to touch him.
Going further, all memories of him will disappear from other people's minds. Then, replace the "existence" of another person, and you can achieve an alternative body-taking rebirth.
Besides, there will be no fighting, killing, it is not a barbaric era. Who doesn’t have birth, old age, sickness and death, and who doesn’t want him?
Will Jiang Feihong tell others about his existence? This is also a test of Xia Qiu.
Rather than thinking about this, it is better to think about what kind of pawns to collect with this 100 million yuan.
In "Pawnshop No. 8", the pawn items are installed in the entire warehouse. There are not so many pawn items in summer and autumn, so it is enough for them to use them yourself.
He is not going to really make business pawnshops the main business. Even if he has the ability to pawn, Xia Qiu is Xia Qiu, not a pawnshop shopkeeper.
But pawns must not be missing, at least a few wall cabinets are placed.
Xia Qiu is a bit obsessed with collecting. When playing games, he keeps at least one of each material in his backpack. If he has nothing to do, open the backpack and take a look.
Collect some high-quality pawns and take them out to play with them when you have nothing to do. It’s great to think about it.
At 4:52 pm, Xia Qiu returned home.
At five o'clock, Yi Yue returned home and prepared dinner.
At 5:40, Yi Yiyi arrived home.
The girl took off her sneakers and changed into cotton slippers.
Xia Qiu took the opportunity to glance, and the socks that outlined the graceful lines were goose yellow.
This girl doesn't know why, she especially likes the yellow color system, and she has been like this since she was a child.
Xia Qiu discovered this early and made full use of it for a while.
Every time Yiyue had something to let the two of them divide, Xia Qiu cut two pieces of paper, one was written on it, and the other was not well written on it, and it was made into a ball and grabbed lots for Yi Yiyi.
Yi Yiyi caught the bad things every time, because Xia Qiu always wrote the bad things on yellow paper and the good things on white paper.
Of course, in order not to make Yiyi suspicious, Xia Qiu gave it to yellow paper when encountering something that is good but not liked by herself.
This method does not fail in junior high school.
"What are you eating today!" A girl-clad goose yellow dress pulled open the chair on the dining table and sat down, patting Xia Qiu on the shoulder.
Judging from her appearance, I completely forgot about the afternoon.
It is worthy of being heartless Yi Yiyi.
This aspect should be inherited from Aunt Yue. She doesn't care about anything. Even if she is bullied, she will forget it a while ago and forgive it.
"Eat egg rolls." Xia Qiu replied.
"Hao, look at the fist!"
I can’t remember how many table cup Yixia ring competitions have officially started.
Player Yi Yiyi made a straight punch and went straight to the forehead of the Xia Qiu player, but our player Xia Qiu was prepared and raised his hand to block the attack.
Then our Yi Yiyi player made an uppercut, which was beautiful! But it still didn't work.
The two players we are present are veterans on the stage. They have fought hundreds of times in competitions of all sizes and are very familiar with each other's attack routines. This must be a tough battle.
Next is the attack of the Xia Qiu player. A set of sharp combination punches were also ineffective. The two players were in a stalemate, and now it is a contest between physical strength and mentality!
Oh! The scene suddenly changed, and our Xia Qiu player was stunned for a moment. Did he have a secret injury? Yi Yiyi did not miss this opportunity, she was a left hook! KO!
The Xia Qiu player was a little regretful. I was optimistic about him, but I didn’t know why he made a fatal mistake.
Thank you to the two players for the wonderful game we brought to us, and look forward to their next performance!
"I won." Yi Yiyi held her little head with her unstoppable smile on the corner of her lips.
The boxing rule between the two is to hit each other's belly and win, and the girl hit Xia Qiu's belly first.
"I was careless. I didn't expect your egg roll fist technique to be so powerful." Xia Qiu sighed.
"It's Yuzi who burned his fist." Yi Yiyi bowed, "Brother Xia is not weak either, but she has neglected to exercise recently."
“It’s over-reward.”
The two of them compliments each other and the competition ended.
Yi Yue brought out a carefully prepared recovery meal, and the two martial arts masters began to eat.
Take a bite of rice and carefully glance at Yiyi.
The girl's already red lips looked particularly clear.
It seems that she didn't notice that.
Xia Qiu was relieved of his heart.
If that incident hadn't affected his mind, how could the mere egg roll be his opponent?
Alas, my psychological quality is still too poor.
The so-called swords are ruthless, and the fists are without eyes. When you get to the point of learning, you will inevitably accidentally encounter some places you shouldn't have to touch.
Xia Qiu swore that he did not mean it.
Recalling the feeling just now, he couldn't help but glance at the girl's chest.
This girl has a lot of money.
"What are you looking at!" Yi Yiyi protected her chest.
Not good, voyeurism was discovered!
"If you can't beat it, you want to attack?" The girl clenched her fists and was determined to fight.
A false alarm.
Xia Qiu reached out and patted the head of the egg roll.
Yi Yiyi put Xia Qiu's arms on her arms and wanted to start the second arena match.
"Yiyi, my brother is in good health, don't make trouble with him." Yiyue intervened in the mediation.
"I understand." Yi Yiyi pulled the long tail sound and returned in disappointment.
After eating, Yi Yiyi went to evening self-study and washed dishes with Yi Yue.
"Qiuqiu." Yi Yue said.
"Um?"
"When will you go to school?"
"Next life."
"Hmm? I didn't hear it clearly just now. Can you say it again?"
Chapter completed!