Chapter 502 Reality
Among the three, there was still one who didn't want to cause trouble, so he said viciously to the old beggar, and tried to drive the old beggar away directly, lest he do bad things.

The old beggar was not annoyed either, he raised his head and squinted his eyes to see what the young man was saying, yawned lazily, and said lightly.

"It's not me who wants to get out!"

"Fuck."

The man wearing a black mask couldn't take it anymore, he stepped forward, kicked the old beggar fiercely, and cursed at the same time.

"Fuck, old man, don't eat a toast and eat fine wine."

……

When his foot was about to touch the old beggar, he was directly grabbed by the other hand, and then pulled down fiercely, splitting his whole body, screaming in pain.

The other two saw that the old beggar was somewhat capable, looked at each other, then exchanged glances, and decided to go together.

They rushed up together, and in the next second, the two of them were kicked by the old beggar who suddenly stood up, and fell heavily to the ground.

The old beggar's reaction was too fast, the speed was too fast, he must be a master, the simple two moves have already combined Taekwondo and Sanda.

The three of them knew they couldn't beat them, so they fled without looking back.

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At night, eleven o'clock.

Su Xiaoxiao came back from the outside and came to the door of the house. She found that the old man who taught her Sanda and fighting was lying in the door of the house.

At this moment, he was sitting on the ground and sleeping soundly, with no image at all, and the clothes on his body were still so thin, making him look very cold.

"Master." Su Xiaoxiao knelt down, stretched out her hand and pushed the old beggar until she woke him up, before reminding him, "Why are you squatting here?"

Intuition tells Su Xiaoxiao that the old beggar is here waiting for her to come.

But she still asked one more question, waiting for the old beggar's confirmation.

The old beggar opened his dazed eyes and yawned. When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Mi Meng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"My dear boy, you are back."

"Let's go to the house."

Su Xiaoxiao was writing a novel, took out the key and opened the door, waited for the old beggar to enter, then she closed the door and brought the old beggar a cup of hot water.

"What's the weather like now, you're still wearing this outfit."

As the old saying goes, walking on ice is always three or nine days old, and Su Xiaoxiao still feels cold even in a cotton-padded jacket. Does he feel all right in this tattered short-sleeve?
The old beggar smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched the bald top of his head, and then said, "My dear disciple, where will master sleep tonight?"

"..."

Su Xiaoxiao sighed, he never seemed to care about her questions, but just liked to go his own way and make some unimaginable behaviors.

However, he is indeed very powerful, Su Xiaoxiao has witnessed this with his own eyes.

There is no way, my master, even if it is like this, I can only spoil him.

There is quite a lot of room left in the house. After all, only Su Xiaoxiao lives here. Although the area is not big, the usable space is not bad.

She pointed to the study room and introduced, "Master, where do you live first at night?"

While speaking, she looked the old beggar up and down, and couldn't help but reminded him tactfully.

"Otherwise, master, you can take a bath first, so that you can sleep more comfortably."

"I don't take a shower."

The old beggar directly refused, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes that had been dazed all the time. Then he squatted directly under the dining table, hugging the legs of the table tightly, "Don't take a bath, don't take a bath."

(End of this chapter)

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