This killer is too stable

After the new county magistrate patrolled the streets, the streets became calm again.

Zhang San returned to his own counter, while Wang Xiaoer continued to wipe the table.As for Xiu Wangchou, he stared blankly at the leaving team on the street, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

Zhang San saw this in his eyes, but kept silent.

Wang Xiaoer sized up Xiu Wangchou for a long time, finally mustered up his courage, walked up to Xiu Wangchou, and asked, "Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiu Wangchou turned around, saw such a handsome kid, smiled, and said, "It's nothing."

"Big brother, are you a hero?"

Xiu Wangchou asked, "Why do you ask that?"

Zhang San frowned slightly as he listened to the two talking.

This Wang Xiaoer is smart and smart, but the second is also the real second, but don't get tricked by others instead of saying something.

But Zhang San's worries were obviously superfluous, Wang Xiaoer said innocently, "Brother, you said it yourself just now, you asked my uncle if you want to help drive away those bad guys."

Xiu Wangchou smiled and said, "So he is your uncle. However, even if your uncle says no, I, Xiu Wangchou, will not let those scumbags go. That's right... I am a hero, but, sir Heroes are still far behind."

Wang Xiaoer showed surprise and said, "Brother, you are really a hero!"

"Just an ordinary ranger, not a hero." Xiu Wangchou corrected.

However, Zhang San on the side is secretly talking nonsense, how can an ordinary ranger have at least earth-level martial arts?

Wang Xiaoer said again, "My name is Wang Xiaoer, and I actually want to be a knight. Unfortunately, everyone says that being a hero doesn't make any money."

This innocence and interesting words made Xiu Wangchou laugh aloud. He stepped forward, touched Wang Xiaoer's little head, and said with a smile, "Little friend, you don't do everything based on money. The little man of the chivalry, eliminates violence and protects the good." , A great chivalrous man, safe the country and the people, I have little ability, just be a small chivalrous man, no money is needed."

Wang Xiaoer pouted and said, "Then what do you eat? I think you, big brother, seem to be unable to afford paintings."

Xiu Wangchou was not angry at all, he smiled and said, "Sometimes, when I beat some bullies away, someone will give me food and sometimes some money, so don't worry about it like a kid, big brother I can't die of hunger."

Wang Xiaoer said, "Brother, you have to protect us, I will send you food in the future, but you will not leave our county soon, right?"

Xiu Wangchou pinched Wang Xiaoer's cute little face, and said with a smile, "No, maybe I will stay for a month or two. When my business is over, I will definitely protect you from being blackmailed by those scum. Okay?"

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoer nodded, then looked at Xiu Wangchou with admiration, and stopped talking.

Xiu Wangchou clasped his fists at Zhang Sanyi, and then left the painting and calligraphy shop.

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"Master, Master, do you think I am doing well?"

"Well, it's a bit of a skill."

The quiet conversation between the master and the apprentice revealed that the conversation between Wang Xiaoer and Xiu Wangchou just now was obviously not from any "innocence" or children's admiration for the word "chivalry".

On the contrary, the conversation just now was all designed by Wang Xiaoer.

Zhang San looked at the back of the person who was going away, and he said to Wang Xiaoer, "A ranger who is jealous of hatred, suddenly came to my small shop when the new county magistrate was patrolling the streets, to observe, and then he will go to the county. Stay for a while..."

Wang Xiaoer put his hands on his hips, imitating his father's "Grey Lion" back then, and sighed, "In these days, ten are officials and ten are greedy."

Zhang San glanced at Wang Xiaoer, raised his hand and punched him!

Under the pain, Wang Xiaoer complained, "Master, why did you hit me again?"

"Don't imitate grown-ups."

"Oh..." Wang Xiaoer reluctantly agreed.

While rubbing his little head, Wang Xiaoer said, "But what that person said is similar to my father's."

"What?"

Wang Xiaoer said, "A small chivalrous man can eradicate violence and bring peace to the good. A great chivalrous man can bring peace to the country and the people. My father also said this sentence, let me remember it."

Hearing this, Zhang San couldn't help but looked towards the street and muttered to himself, "It seems that this small county is going to be in chaos for a while..."

Speaking of this, Zhang San was taken aback.

He recalled those bastards who came to collect protection fees, and the county magistrate who swaggered through the city right after that.

However, no matter how chaotic, how can it be chaotic?

Zhang San thought so.

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At one point on the street, Xiu Wangchou, who was dressed in white, stopped in his tracks. He turned his head and looked in the vague direction of the painting and calligraphy shop.

Xiu Wangchou muttered to himself, "Is it my illusion? But I have carefully observed that the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop should not know martial arts, but...he seemed to be watching the fun at that time, but he seemed to be Cover for me."

"Also, why did he look in the eyes when he asked this grass knot..."

Huo Wangchou, who has always been happy with kindness and hatred, is not as good as Zhang San. No matter how he thinks about it, he can't see or think that there is anything weird about Zhang San's words and actions today.

Instead, Xiu Wangchou began to wonder if he was being too sensitive.

How can you doubt that there is anything weird about an ordinary scholar?

However, in all the extraordinary conversations with Zhang San, there was one sentence that Huo Wangchou couldn't forget.

"The four rings are interlocking, and there are stamens in the middle. It's a very special skill."

This is the weaving technique passed down from generation to generation in a small village that has disappeared in the north of Dawu Kingdom. Although I dare not say that it is unparalleled in the world, but just a few glances, I can tell that there are not many of them.

Xiu Wangchou whispered to himself, "But, everyone died back then, and I should be the only survivor..."

That year Huu Wangchou was 12 years old.

He hid in the haystack and watched his relatives being killed one by one...

How could there be other survivors besides him?

Maybe everything is just a coincidence, the scholar just happened to know this weaving technique, after all, it is only a small village, and it is reasonable for some migrant workers to pass on the technique.

Thinking like this, Xiu Wangchou gradually left.

At night, the secret room in Zhang San's room.

"Wow, Master!"

"what happened?"

"You actually have a secret room!? I've only seen it in storybooks!"

"What's so strange about this, isn't your father alive?"

Wang Xiaoer said frankly, "How can my father have it? The house is such a big place, and I know every corner."

Zhang San frowned slightly, and asked, "Then how does he usually do tasks?"

Wang Xiaoer said, "How to do the task? Just do the task like that, cover your face, take the knife, go out, go home, it's gone."

Hearing that Zhang San's life is based on stability, Zhang San, who has to take a seven-step walk even to kill ordinary people, sighed, "Your father... is quite fierce."

Wang Xiaoer thought that Zhang San was praising his father, and proudly said, "That's right, my father is an upper-level master!"

Zhang San shook his head, pulled out a large box from under the counter full of various hidden weapons, poisons, and disguise materials, and said, "From now on, you will only read these books."

Wang Xiaoer asked curiously, "Master, what kind of books are these?"

Zhang Sandao "Martial Arts Cheats."

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