Warriors

【Yes】

"That's good!" Zhao Zhou heard the system's affirmation, and also set the itinerary.

"Find Feng Yuxiu within ten days, and get his boxing score first."

He thought in his heart, and without further delay, he bluntly ordered the system: "Open the transmission channel to the second world."

The words fall.

In just one breath, Zhao Zhou found that the scenery around him changed, and he was surrounded by all kinds of modern food, utensils, toothpaste, toothbrush and other daily necessities in front of him.

At the same time, a piece of information flooded into his mind.

【Current World: One Man's Martial Arts】

World Time: Ten hours later, Feng Yuxiu killed the first boxer.

Identity Generation: The lucky person is the owner of an ordinary small shop.

Special reminder: According to the living habits of lucky people in the past two months, the business in the store is extremely poor.Excluding the rent, the annual income is negative 7000 yuan.

System suggestion: close the store early.

【Task: None】

...

"I am the boss?"

The prompt tone falls.

Zhao Zhou looked at the goods next to him, good guy, he has been working on it for a long time, this is his own, and he was going to take some away just now, as the daily necessities of this world.

"Boss, checkout."

At this moment, a lazy voice came from the counter, and a young man looked at Zhao Zhou who was in the shelf and said, "Are you still doing business or not? I've been waiting for a long time."

As he said, he was surprised to see Zhao Zhou wearing a martial arts uniform, "Boss, do you sell this suit in the store? It's pretty good."

What he was talking about was the clothes made of silk and satin of Swordsman, they were smooth and clean, and looked like 'high-end goods' at first glance, which made this young man very jealous.

"It's not bad, I snatched it." Zhao Zhou glanced at the young man, thinking that he was running out of time and had no time to waste.

So, he came to the cash register under the astonished gaze of the young man, pulled it hard, and with a "click", he pulled out the solid wood drawer abruptly, and stuffed the big bills and small bills inside into his sleeves. Go out to the street.

waited outside.

Perhaps Zhao Zhou was in a good mood, and noticed that the young man hadn't left. While waiting for a taxi that knew about any remote road, he turned around and looked at the young man who stared at the cashier with wide eyes and said, "You can take whatever you need. It's free, you're welcome."

Chapter 6 One Punch

After Zhao Zhou finished speaking, he didn't care about the young man's bewildered expression. He blocked him with one hand on the side of the road, and a taxi skilfully drove out of the traffic with flashing lights and stopped beside him.

"Where?"

The driver rolled down the window and asked, then looked curiously at Zhao Zhou's practice clothes, and then looked away without asking further questions.

"Go..." Zhao Zhou said, and suddenly recalled the plot, and found that he only knew that the first dead boxer was a master of boxing, and he didn't know anything about his address, including Feng Yuxiu's address.

After asking the system, it was only told that this master of boxing was nicknamed "South Boxing King" and practiced Hongquan.

"South boxing champion...practice Hong boxing..."

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and seeing the driver's expression of wanting to slip away, he also got into the car and told his destination, "Look for a big martial arts gym."

Although he didn't know the exact location of Nan Boxing Champion, the owner of a large martial arts gym in this city should know something about these boxing masters.

Similarly, whether Feng Yuxiu can be found or not depends on the Southern Boxing Champion.

After all, Feng Yuxiu was the first to kill him.

"Okay! It turns out that you are looking for a place to learn martial arts!" The taxi driver glanced at Zhao Zhou's practice clothes again, thinking that Zhao Zhou should be a martial arts enthusiast, and now he is going to learn from a teacher.

"Yeah." Zhao Zhou didn't say much, and closed his eyes to rest.

Huhu——

When the taxi started, the wind outside the window was blowing, which brought some coolness in summer.

For a while, Zhao Zhou didn't speak, and the taxi driver concentrated on driving. Apart from the wind outside the window, there was only singing echoing from the car radio in the car.

It didn't take long.

After ten minutes passed.

The driver turned a few intersections, came to a busy street, and stopped in front of a three-story martial arts school.

"Tianyang Martial Arts Hall is the largest in this city. It is three stories high and covers an area of ​​[-] square meters in the downtown area. Many people who want to learn martial arts will first think of this martial arts hall."

When the driver saw the destination, he held back a few words. Apart from introducing the martial arts school, he mysteriously said some gossip, "Especially, I used to drive their martial arts apprentices. I heard what they said. However, the owner of this martial arts gym not only has real kung fu, but is also a person in the world. He is a closed disciple of a boxing master!"

"Oh? A person in the Jianghu?" Zhao Zhou looked away from the big characters on the signboard of 'Tianyang Wuguan', and saw the driver whispering, suddenly smiled, and said mysteriously: "I am also a person in the Jianghu. And he studied under Yang Luchan of the Qing Dynasty, Senior Yang."

"Yang Luchan? Isn't that a person from 200 years ago..." The driver was a little embarrassed, thinking that the customer was joking about the "jianghu" he mentioned.

After all, in modern society, how can there be those knight-errants on TV, who are happy and enmity.If there was, it would have been messed up long ago.

Seeing the driver's embarrassed expression, Zhao Zhou didn't say much, paid the fare, and walked into the martial arts hall.

but.

As soon as he entered the gate of the martial arts hall, he was stopped by two students on duty in the corridor.

"Friend. Are you here to learn martial arts? Or?" The two students who took turns on duty stayed in the martial arts hall for half a year, and they got to know each other well.It's just that they haven't seen Zhao Zhou.

In particular, Zhao Zhou was still wearing a practice suit, which was very conspicuous.

If they were dressed in ordinary clothes, they might think that Zhao Zhou was looking for someone, so they let him in.

"I don't know why my friend is here?" The two of them asked politely as they clasped their hands.

"My name is Zhao Zhou, and I have something to do with your museum owner."

Zhao Zhou said bluntly, "It's a big event, very important, and I hope two friends can help introduce it."

"What's the matter?" The two students were taken aback, seeing Zhao Zhou's serious face, he didn't seem to be joking, and his tone was calm, let alone looking for trouble.

So, they glanced at each other, fearing that something might delay them, they didn't say much, they separated one person to take Zhao Zhou to the living room on the second floor, and ask the owner for instructions.