Marvel: I Am Urban Legend

In a corner of Chinatown, there is a martial arts gym. People living here can’t remember when it opened.

I just remember that the current master of the martial arts school is a middle-aged man of about 27 years old. I don’t see him moving around very much. He practices in the yard with the door open every day. Occasionally, students will practice with him for several hours. From time to time, there are a few... The sound of practicing Qigong.

The door of the martial arts hall is made of red unknown solid wood. The ancient wood has the fragrance. There is a black plaque on it. The word "Martial" is very eye-catching. Below it are two mighty stone lions, occupying the left and right positions in front of the door...

Looking further into the yard, there are various cold weapons placed on the well-arranged weapon shelves, including swords, guns, clubs, axes, axes, hooks and forks.

Entering the front hall, the first thing that catches the eye are two large gilt characters: "Kung Fu". Under them are two Taishi chairs, and there is a solid wood table in the middle. In addition to tea sets, there are only pictures of women on it. The wall on the left is covered with various nunchucks, and the wall on the right is covered with various throwing knives.

"Boom...boom..."

Rhythmic sounds came from the backyard. About three minutes later, Zheng Ye wiped the sweat from his head with a towel and walked slowly from the backyard into the front hall.

Three days had passed since he completed his first mission, but Zheng Ye still felt fuzzy in his heart. Every time he saw someone smiling at him, he wanted to run away.

He sat down on the Taishi chair, picked up the framed photo, rubbed it, and drank the tea on the table.

"I don't know if I can go back. How are you doing?" Zheng Ye murmured to himself, completely unaware of the noise at the door.

"Mr. Stark, Chinatown welcomes you..."

"Mr. Stark, can I take a picture with you?"

"........."

"Uh-oh! Uh-oh! Ladies and gentlemen, please stay calm and keep a safe distance!"

Happy is fulfilling his responsibilities as Tony Stark's driver and personal bodyguard.

"Hey, that beauty, don't think that just because you are beautiful, you can do whatever you want..."

"Oh Happy, yes she can, you should be a gentleman to ladies, especially pretty ladies".

Happy was about to pull away the woman who was about to squeeze in. Tony Stark turned around, grabbed Happy's hand, took out his beautifully crafted business card from his coat pocket, and handed it to Haha. A beauty who is easy to squeeze over.

He drew a phone call gesture with his left hand and winked at the woman. Happy rolled his eyes, pushed Tony Stark through the door of the martial arts hall, and blocked the enthusiastic crowd.

Zheng Ye finally calmed down and looked up at the closed door. A handsome man in a white suit and sunglasses walked over with a step that he didn't recognize. Who else could it be if he wasn't Tony Shit?

"Why is Tony Stark here?"

Zheng Ye stood up with full of questions and walked towards Tony Stark.

"Mr. Stark, what's the point of visiting my humble abode?"

"Oh! You actually know me. Of course, who doesn't know my famous Mr. Stark?"

He was obviously asking a question, but in the end he started talking to himself. This is really Stark.

"I recently discovered this place in my damn dad's diary. From his description, he said that you can learn magical oriental kung fu here, but I don't think you are very powerful at your age. Take me there. See your curator, and the money in this card is yours.”

Tony Stark was talking to himself while taking out a bank card from the inner pocket of his jacket and shaking it in his hand.

While Zheng Ye was asking the system crazily in his mind what was going on, he calmly took the bank card from Tony Stark into his own hand.

You want to ask why?Nonsense, you don’t want the money you picked up a hundred times?

"The identity assigned by this system is the master who is the host in this world, that is, the previous generation of curator. He once saved the life of old Stark. Old Stark was amazed by the old curator's kung fu. He once wanted to The old curator accepted Tony Stark as his apprentice, but Tony Stark has been rebellious since he was a child and has never been here."

"It turns out there is such a relationship. It is indeed a system, it is amazing."

It was so late and so fast that the system's explanation in his mind only took a moment in reality. Tony Stark felt that the man in front of him took the bank card in his hand and sat down calmly.

"I am the curator here."

Old God Zheng Ye was talking nonchalantly, not forgetting to take a sip of tea and pouring a cup of tea for Tony Stark.

"what?"(?⊿?)?

"Thank you for the tea, but I prefer coffee."

Tony Stark was shocked for a moment, but he immediately returned to normal. He politely rejected Zheng Ye's kindness, turned around and walked towards the door in disappointment.

"I knew that the old curator is no longer here. He is about the same age as me, and he is not that powerful at first glance."

"When did age become the criterion for judging whether Kung Fu is good or not?" Zheng Ye couldn't help but said it with a smile.

"Don't you Eastern magical kung fu get better as you get older? What kind of skills are there?"

Tony Stark said without looking back.

"Where did you hear about it? Besides, that's a skill worth a thousand years!" Zheng Ye said helplessly, putting his hand on his forehead.

"Is this a secret? That's what everyone on the Internet says!" Tony Stark shook the phone in his hand and said.

"Then what do you think of this?"

"call out…"

"Boom..."

When Tony Stark heard Zheng Ye just finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind blowing by his cheek, and a palm-long flying knife was nailed straight to the heavy solid wood door.

"Gudong..."

Happy, who was about to open the door, swallowed in horror, and opened the door in a panic the next second, raising his pistol and shouting Tony Stark loudly.

"Boss, where are you boss, what happened?"

Seeing his bodyguard Happy running to his side and blocking the way between the two of them, Tony Stark came to his senses and quickly moved Happy's gun aimed at Zheng Ye to another position.

"Hey! Happy, don't be nervous, I'm fine, and don't point your gun at my future kung fu teacher."

∑(?△｀)? !

Happy scratched his head and looked at his boss in confusion.

"It seems I haven't agreed to teach you martial arts yet, right?"

Zheng Ye walked to the Grand Master's chair, sat down, took a sip of tea, and spoke slowly.

"You will, this martial arts gym was built by my damn dad to thank the old gym director. Over the years, the annual expenses here have been all my Stark company's money."

"Oh? That's a favor from the old curator. What does it have to do with me, Zheng Ye?" Zheng Ye said indifferently while complaining about the system in his heart.

"For 100 million US dollars a month, I will learn the magical skill you just had where you can fly a knife more than 20 meters and control the accuracy."

"You can't learn that. I've been learning to throw knives since I was seven years old, and I've been practicing throwing knives every day for these years. Just that moment, you have at least 20 years of skill. How can you have so much time? "

"Um…"

"Pick up girls, invent, eat, pick up girls, sleep..."

Tony Stark clapped his fingers and muttered to himself, but it sounded like he was showing off.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at Zheng Ye: "I don't seem to have much time to spend my energy on things other than picking up girls. Is there any kind of kung fu that doesn't need to be practiced every day, but is still very powerful?"

"I knew you were impatient."

Zheng Ye thought silently in his heart.

"You should practice the basic skills first. When I think you are ready, we will start practicing boxing first."

"Okay Master, oh yes, it's really rude, I haven't had time to ask your name yet."

"My surname is Zheng, and my single name is Ye..."

"Okay, Master Ye, I have something to do today. I will come over in two days to learn the magical Eastern Kung Fu from you..."

As he spoke, he picked up his cell phone and didn't know who he called. While talking, he walked towards the door. Zheng Ye vaguely heard only the word model.

Happy glanced at Zheng Ye with an apologetic look, and then quickly followed Tony Stark.

"Oh, by the way, there is no password on the bank card, and there will be 100 million in it soon. Master Ye, you can spend it as you like."

Tony said to Zheng Ye without looking back when he walked out of the door.

It seems that my actions did not completely make Tony pay attention to me. He came here today more because he missed his father.

Unfortunately, the horror value gained from completing the last mission was completely wasted because of the weird urban legend at the end, and the system forced the mission to be ended and returned.

But it wasn't all nothing. Zheng Ye strengthened his physical fitness for free because of the guaranteed benefits for newbie missions. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done that easily just now.

Not to mention the precise control at a distance of more than 20 meters, this mainly relies on his kung fu achieved through unremitting practice over the past 20 years.

But at such a long distance, leaving only the handle of the flying knife on the solid wood door is not something that ordinary people can do, at least it was impossible for me to do it before.

Oh, by the way, he also gained a strange ability. As long as Zheng Ye asks someone what time is it now?No matter what that person is doing now, he will subconsciously look at his wrist and keep looking at his watch for 3 to 10 seconds. The length of time varies from person to person and is ineffective for people who are beyond Zheng Ye's strength range. Skill cooldown time is 1 minute.

"I really want to find someone to try it!" Zheng Ye thought silently in his heart.

After looking at his watch, he saw that it was dinner time. Zheng Ye picked up the photo of the woman on the table and walked slowly into the backyard.