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Chapter 5 When I was attacked, I have no other shortcomings, but love to hold grudges! ...

Mo Ruzhi patted the shoulder of the person in front, "Zhuang Chuchu, do you still have plastic bags? If you have, lend me two."

He remembered that Zhuang Chuchu was very clean, and there were plastic bags in his desk all the year round.

"Yes, yes, wait a minute." Zhuang Chuchu's ears were red, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Handing the plastic bag to Mo Ruzhi, Zhuang Chuchu didn't turn back, and looked at Mo Ruzhi with a blushing face.

Mo Ruzhi has long been immune to this kind of gaze since he was handsome since he was a child.

If you don't want to have multiple girlfriends, it's the best choice if you don't see it at this time.

Mo Ruzhi handed the plastic bag to Song Zhiyuan, "Open it for me."

Monk Song Zhiyuan Erzhang couldn't figure it out, but he opened the plastic bag obediently.

Mo Ruzhi sorted things into categories, tore off letters and packages with handwriting and put them in one bag, and put the rest in another bag.

Mo Ruzhi looked at the time, threw the packaged and unwrapped gift to Song Zhiyuan, and said, "Help me give points to my classmates."

Then he left with another bag.

After a while, when Mo Ruzhi came back, his hands were empty, but his body smelled of fireworks.

Disappointment and happiness flashed in Zhuang Chuchu's eyes.

She had no chance, and neither did anyone else.

After Mo Ruzhi sat down, Song Zhiyuan gave him a thumbs up, "If I don't obey others, I will obey you."

Don't give those girls any room to imagine, although many boys privately scold Mo Ruzhi for being pretentious, but at the same time they have to thank him for his straightforwardness.

Every year, many girls are heartbroken by him and fall into the arms of other boys.

Although these boys soon found out that their girlfriends were still members of Mo Ru's support club.

Depend on!Why are men so handsome?

Be a jerk? !

At the end of the day's class, it's better to pack your things.

Song Zhiyuan was sitting on the desk with his schoolbag on his back. After watching Lu Xiang leave the classroom, he leaned closer to Mo Ruzhi and said in a low voice, "Zhi Zhi, that guy Lu Xiang is acting abnormally today, so be careful. If he asks you for trouble, you'll know him at the time." Cowardly, don't be so shameless. You are invincible because you are shameless. Then you tell me, and I will help you vent your anger."

Mo Ruzhi patted Song Zhiyuan's face with his homework, "Don't worry, I won't forget your big thick leg."

Song Zhiyuan took over the homework and burst into laughter, "Thank you brother."

The two put their schoolbags on their backs and went out.

Mo Ruzhi asked on the road: "Most of the martial arts candidates in our class will not come to class in the afternoon, when will you start?"

Song Zhiyuan stretched his waist and said, "Me? I can't bear you."

Mo Ruzhi looked at him with a smile.

The two looked at each other, and Song Zhiyuan raised his hand in surrender.

"Okay, okay, my dad said, let me retreat at home from next week, and I won't be allowed to come out if I don't meet his standards." He gestured to wipe the corners of his eyes, "My hard days are coming."

Mo Ruzhi nodded, "Uncle is still wise."

"Hey, are you still a friend?! If you are a friend, come with me for a 'carnival before falling into the abyss'!"

"Not friends and no time, you choose yourself."

Song Zhiyuan: "..."

The two broke up at the intersection, and Mo Ruzhi watched Song Zhiyuan disappear at the corner, got on the bike and continued walking.

Don't look at Song Zhiyuan's usual laziness, he looks very out of tune.

But if anyone in their class is most likely to be admitted to the Wushu University, it must be Song Zhiyuan.

Because Song Zhiyuan's own father was a warrior.

Except for Mo Ruzhi, the rest of the students in the class don't know.

The reason why Mo Ruzhi knew it was because a few years ago by chance, he had saved the life of Song Zhiyuan who was still a chick. Song Zhiyuan's own father had personally come to thank him and gave him a lot of gifts.

Originally, this incident slowly passed, after all, the gap between warriors and non-martialists is like a gap.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ruzhi and Song Zhiyuan were admitted to the same school, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, they were in the same class for three years.

What kind of evil fate do you say this is.

With the above relationship, and because the two have the same three views, they look very pleasing to each other, and the relationship is getting better and better.

Mo Ruzhi passed by an alley on his bicycle when he suddenly felt the wind blowing from the back of his head.

It was so dangerous that he jumped off the bicycle one by one.The bicycle wobbled uncontrollably and crashed into a tree on the side of the road.

Mo Ruzhi turned his head suddenly, only to see a hem of clothes flashing into the alley.

There was a burst of anger in his heart, just as Mo Ruzhi was about to rush in, his steps suddenly stopped.

It's very remote here, there are no cameras, and the other party just chose this place so as not to leave any evidence.

If he went in hastily and recklessly, he might fall into the other party's tricks.

In the alley, four people held their breath, waiting for the big fish to arrive.

Just think of losing 20 yuan for one arm, 46 yuan for losing one leg, [-] yuan for losing the third leg, and if you lose both arms and three legs... [-] yuan!

46!Even if four people share, one person can still get more than 11!

Thinking of this, their breaths couldn't help but rush.

But after waiting for a while, no one came in yet!

Wouldn't it be unhooked and run away!

Simultaneously appeared in the minds of the four: Bundles of money flew away with wings!

No!

Never fly away!

The four gave up the second plan and rushed out of the alley at the same time.

Whoa!

"Ah! My eyes!"

As soon as they rushed to the entrance of the alley, the sand mixed with lime was all over the sky, and they were sprinkled on their heads and faces.

If it's just sand, it's better. The main reason is that there is lime in it, which is very shady.

All four of them were hit, covering their eyes and howling.

"Dangdang..."

Four sticks fell to the ground.

The boss closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground to fumble for the stick.

A pair of sneakers appeared in front of him, but he touched them without seeing his hands.

The shoe made intimate contact with his chin, and the boss flew up into the air, hit the wall, and slid down.

Mo Ruzhi tapped his toe, and a stick fell into his hand.

He raised his eyes and smiled coldly.

"Ah! Stop fighting, I surrender!"

"Help, I can't see anything, take me to the hospital!"

Mo Ruzhi beat the four of them to howl like ghosts, especially the boss who was the first to rush out, he took care of him and broke a leg.

"Stop hitting, I said, I said!"

The boss thought that after he said that, Mo Ruzhi would definitely stop.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ruzhi shook the stick with a look of unsatisfactory expression, "Sorry, we have nothing to talk about!"

The thick stick of solid wood was raised again.

The boss screamed in alarm: "Stop beating! We have no grievances or enmities with you. It's Young Master Lu, no no, that brat Lu Xiang hired us to beat you."

"No injustice or enmity?" Mo Ruzhi sneered, "Are you fooling me for being a three-year-old child?"

He squatted down and raised the boss's chin with a stick, "I'm sorry, I have no other shortcomings, but I like to hold grudges!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Ruzhi tore off the boss's clothes and stuffed them into his mouth, raising the stick high.

The boss's eyes grew bigger and bigger, full of fear!

A few minutes later, Mo Ruzhi left the alley, leaving four people gagged and howling silently.

When he got home, Mo Ruzhi sat on the sofa with cold eyes.

Lu Xiang!

very good!very good!

The clenched fist hit the armrest of the sofa, and the armrest instantly collapsed.

After going to the bathroom to wash off the sand from his body, Mo Ruzhi found the Qixue Pill.

Put Qixue Pill into the mouth, it will melt in the mouth.

Soon, the body began to heat up.

It's better to abandon all distracting thoughts and practice "Eighteen Forms of Body Exercise"!

After three hours, Mo Ruzhi ended the exercise.After opening his eyes, Mo Ruzhi's face flashed with shock.

He finally understood why the Qi and Blood Pill was so expensive, and why so many flocked to buy it.

The results of these three hours of exercise are comparable to his five days of exercise!

Why not find out the blood tester.

"14 points!"

This instrument has a positive and negative deviation of 12.6%. If the deviation is counted, his current blood value is between 15.4 and [-].

When 15.4 was calculated, even Mo Ruzhi couldn't help his heart beat faster.

"Damn! No wonder the pile of testers are almost piled up in ashes if they can't be sold, it's so inaccurate!"

After calming down, Mo Ruzhi continued to exercise.

This time without the blessing of Qi and Blood Pill, the speed slowed down.

The sense of loss filled Mo Ruzhi's heart, he noticed it immediately, adjusted his mentality immediately, and devoted himself to practice.

He didn't stop until his body gave the signal that it was going to be overwhelmed.

After ordering a takeaway, Mo Ruzhi went to take a shower again, and when he got out, he heard a knock on the door.

Mo Ruzhi came to the living room with the takeaway, and then saw the collapsed armrest of the sofa.

The takeaway in his hand almost knocked over.

It's over!

When mom comes back, she must not beat him to death!

Mo Ruzhi, who beat up the four gangsters violently in the afternoon, was numb when facing his mother.

Then just buy a new one.Mo Ruzhi quickly had an idea.

At that time, I will say that I have earned money by working part-time and help my family improve their lives.

Yes, just do it!

After Mo Ruzhi made a little money, he thought about giving some to his mother and father, but they refused.

"Come on, keep the money you earn as pocket money."

Of course, this was also because the couple thought that the money Mo Ruzhi was talking about was earned by him through part-time work, and it wasn't much, but they didn't know that Mo Ruzhi had tens of thousands of money in his hands at that time.If he knew, he would have taken it away on the grounds that "the child will spend too much money in his hands".

After eating the takeaway, it's better to sit on the sofa and think.

After being attacked today, Mo Ruzhi has a clear understanding of his perception and that of ordinary people.

From being cautious at the beginning, and even using tricks, it was only later that I realized that the little gangsters like today, not to mention only four, even if there were ten, they were not his opponents.

But it also exposed many of his shortcomings.

Mo Ruzhikong has vitality and blood, but has no means of attack.

Of course, this is a common problem of most martial arts candidates in the Tang Dynasty. They have limited time to find ways to increase Qi and blood, and the rest can only be let go first.

It's not impossible to get an attacking technique, the warrior store has it.

But the price is too beautiful.

Take swordsmanship as an example, the cheapest one costs [-] yuan!

The expensive ones can even reach millions.

Mo Ruzhi is definitely not willing to buy the cheapest, but he can't afford the most expensive either.

Alas, at first I thought that more than 50 yuan was a lot, but now I found out that 50 yuan may not be enough for a favorite sword technique.