Fang Cheng took Dagger and randomly shook Knife Flourish on his fingertips.
He glanced at the two people who were still standing calmly and spoke again:
"Is there anything else you can do?"
"Ah? No, no!"
"We are just passers-by who want to rent a house."
Flower Arm Man and Xiaosa Ge heard this and quickly shook their heads in denial.
Put aside all the things that you clamored about before.
"There's no spare house here."
Fang Cheng looked slightly cold and warned the two of them:
"Remember not to come to Old Factory Street to cause trouble again, otherwise..."
While speaking, he held Dagger in both hands, pinched it tightly with his fingers, and exerted force.
With a "snap" sound, the thin Dagger was cut into two pieces.
The two of them were immediately startled.
"I know, I know!"
He hurriedly ran out.
"Wait."
Hearing the shout that sounded like a reminder, the two of them couldn't help but tremble and turned around nervously.
Fang Cheng pointed at the fat man lying on the ground and looked at these two unloyal guys.
"Won't you take your accomplice away?"
The two of them suddenly realized what was happening, and quickly turned back, each with an arm, to help the fat man out who was sleeping soundly.
After walking out the door.
The two people, still frightened, turned back to look at Sleeve Building, who looked incomprehensible.
"Did you see how he did it just now?"
"It's too fast. As soon as your eyes blur, you'll be hit."
"Tsk tsk, this is really the first time I've seen this kind of Leg Techniques. I should be able to compete with the guy sent by Red Tiger Gang."
"Three Wolves Gang has such a master, no wonder he dares to prick us. Go back and explain honestly, we can't afford to offend him anyway!"
The two of them were discussing, glanced at the sleepy fat man, and couldn't help complaining:
"Why does this bastard eat so much? He's useless in a fight!"
The two of them threw him into a van on the side of the road, then stepped on the accelerator and fled.
Inside the building.
Fang Cheng looked at Panel Prompt Information.
[Your first use of Skill Special Effect"Dance of Lightning", Sanda Experience+15 in actual combat]
After taking a look, his eyes fell on Wen Xin, who was standing blankly and looking a little frightened.
Fang Cheng didn't say much and walked out of the basement.
Just as he took a few steps and was about to reach the first floor.
A timid voice suddenly shouted:
"Brother Fang Cheng..."
Hearing this call, Fang Cheng couldn't help but look back.
But I saw Wen Xin trotting all the way to the front.
She took out a card from her pocket and said solemnly:
"You have helped me so many times, I don't know how to thank you."
"This is the Lucky Card I have treasured since I was a child. I want to give it to you as a gift. I hope it can bless you forever, be lucky and happy forever, and that no Danger or difficulties will come to you."
"This..."
Looking at the gift Wen Xin gave him, Fang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
The card is very old and the color is very dull. There is a heart with Six-Pointed Star Patterned Egg painted on it.
He wanted to refuse.
But looking at the girl's Amber pupils, which were as pure as if there were no impurities, he swallowed his words immediately.
"Your gift is too valuable, I will definitely keep it well."
Hearing Fang Cheng say this, Wen Xin's eyes instantly revealed a joy.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly and she let out a soft laugh.
Although there was some dirt on his face, the overflowing smile made Fang Cheng feel inexplicably healed.
"Xinxin, are those people gone?"
At this moment, a woman's voice appeared at an inappropriate time.
The smile on Wen Xin's face disappeared instantly, and he replied timidly:
"It was Brother Fang Cheng who lived upstairs who beat them away."
While talking, a Chang Fa dyed and disheveled woman also walked out.
Hearing what my daughter said, I looked at Fang Cheng with a little gratitude.
"Mr. Fang, thank you."
This woman was probably in her thirties, and she was actually quite beautiful.
His skin is pale, his eyes are sunken, and he looks extremely haggard.
Fang Cheng just nodded slightly towards her and didn't pay much attention.
As a parent, if you can't even take care of your children's most basic needs, you really don't deserve respect.
Follow the stairs to Ninth Floor.
Click.
Fang Cheng took out the key and opened the door.
When I was about to put on my slippers, I saw a letter lying on the floor in the entrance hall.
His eyes turned to the side of the envelope, where the hair had changed position.
Fang Cheng pupils shrink.
Then I opened "Scavenger's Eye" and carefully checked every corner of the house.
A few minutes later.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
There were no signs of intrusion.
This letter should have just been slipped under the door.
Fang Cheng stared hard and tore open a corner of the envelope.
I found that there was only one Postcard inside.
When I took it out and took a closer look, I didn't even see the sender's name or address on it.
There is no mistake, every song is published and every content is read one by one!
Just write a simple sentence.
"I hope I have the pleasure of listening to your voice..."
After that, there is a string of strange and strange text symbols with unknown meanings.
"What does this mean?"
"It's a prank, or was it sent to the wrong person?"
Looking at the surface of the envelope, there is also no name or address left.
Fang Cheng thought for a while, walked out of the door, and came to the Zhou Family, which was two houses away.
Boom, knock on the door twice, and Zhou Xiumei wearing a headband poked his head out.
"Brother Cheng, what's wrong?"
she asked in surprise.
Fang Cheng looked calm:
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask, did you see the postman or strangers come to our building this morning?"
Zhou Xiumei heard this and immediately said embarrassedly:
"I was busy studying pastries just now and didn't pay attention to the people passing by outside the door."
"You can see that."
Fang Cheng pointed at the little flour and egg liquid stained on her fair face.
Zhou Xiumei said "Yeah" and hurriedly closed the door.
Fang Cheng shook his head.
It would be nice if Auntie He was at home.
With her Bagua thoughts and vicious eyes, she can even tell whether a dog is male or female when it passes by the door.
Unfortunately, she seemed to have had a quarrel with Uncle Zhou and took the child back to her parents' home in anger. She has not seen him for many days.
Home, bedroom.
Fang Cheng is sitting at the desk.
I looked at Postcard over and over, studying the sentence and the meaning of the strange symbols.
After asking Zhou Xiumei before, he then asked several families next door.
Everyone agreed that they had never seen any stranger come to Ninth Floor.
Fang Cheng is full of doubts.
I don't know what the purpose of this guy is for sending something like this.
Especially the string of symbols with unknown meaning, which looks a bit like Latin letters and a bit like hieroglyphs.
"Is it some kind of ancient script? Or the language of some unknown small country?"
Fang Cheng was thinking hard and had no clue.
No one I know studies linguistics.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the alarm clock.
It's almost 10 o'clock now, and I have Sparring Partner class in the afternoon, so I don't have much time to spare.
I have a little free time tomorrow, so I'll go to Library to look for some information.
With the plan in place, I put this doubt out of my mind for the time being, and Fang Cheng grabbed Butterfly Knife.
Swish swish, quickly dumped a few Knife Flourish.
Immediately, he stepped forward, Dagger held in his right hand flashed with cold light, and stabbed forward instantly.
After the morning exercise in the park, Fang Cheng returned home and practiced again Knife Technique.
Looking at Prompt Information displayed by Panel:
[Knife Technique Experience+9]
Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
Next, it's time to learn Foreign Language.
After many days of hard work and self-discipline, his Language Skills progress is now:
[Eastern Ocean Language Lv0(92/100)]
[Southeast Asian Language lv0(45/100)]
[Desert Language lv0(36/100)]
[Latin lv0(29/100)]