"Night Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps, you are a city that never sleeps, the lights are on, the music is loud, the singing and dancing - Shengping..."

The record player on the corner played the latest record, and a trolley bus slowly passed by the street, the bell rang non-stop.

A black sedan was waiting for a red light at another intersection, with a blond foreigner sitting on it, driven by a brown-skinned Indian Assam.

Several rickshaws were arguing around a cyclist, looking very angry, while the cyclist was arrogant and took out a few tickets and threw them on the ground.

The uncle who drove the ox cart pulled a cart full of vegetables, and smiled and said something to a police officer.

On the other side, a row of filthy children were shouting at the pedestrians with wooden boxes. They polished their shoes. It only cost 10 cents to polish a shoe, and they could exchange half a steamed bun.

This is the most prosperous street in the public concession. The street is bustling with people. The pedestrians dress like buildings with mixed Chinese and Western styles on both sides of the street. In middle age, there are girls in western lace dresses and intellectual women in tight cheongsams.

He Xie's abrupt appearance was not noticed by anyone, but he was dressed in a medieval Western dress, which quickly attracted the attention of many people.

"Magic City..."

He Xie looked around and murmured with emotion.

"There is no **** in this world, right?" He looked up at the sky.

It is the time of Mengxia, the sun is like fire, the blue sky and white clouds, and the ten miles of foreign fields.

"It's a good place to show off your skills." He Xie smiled casually, chose a direction at random, and walked around, ignoring the strange eyes around him.

The last fight in the last world made him have a lot of ideas, but it was a pity that he couldn't witness the bombing with his own eyes.

This is the third world since Tianlong World left. He Xie set a small goal for himself - to shatter the void and soar during the day.

This is a world of kung fu, which has been in chaos for decades, and no one can escape the melting pot of red dust. The dynasty collapsed, and the major sects fell apart. The high-level martial arts that originally existed only in the imperial palace and the major sects during the dynasty had completely walked down the altar, spread their branches and scattered leaves, and integrated into the market.

With the popularization of martial arts, various martial arts masters have naturally emerged. It can be said that the level of martial arts in this world is the highest in history in this era.

But at that time, the situation was turbulent, there were many warriors, coupled with the decline of morality and the progress of martial arts, it would inevitably lead to greater turmoil.

There are parents in the martial arts who see their children being beaten to death in the competition and have nothing to do. There are warriors who act as bounty killers, some who join the warlords to help Zhou as abusers, or who deceive the hegemonic market to establish gangs, and the notorious Fire Cloud Evil God slaughtering martial arts fellows, He won the notoriety of the ultimate murderer.

The entry of foreign guns and foreign guns into the country has caused the vast majority of people who are not skilled in martial arts to have the idea of ​​"martial arts are useless", so whether they are tired of killing, or masters who are at a high altitude, or ordinary martial arts absolutes Most of the Jianghu people chose to remain anonymous and quit the martial arts.

But the times are developing too fast, traditional warriors can't adapt to this society, and they are gradually marginalized. Some of them transfer to the catering industry, selling soy milk fritters, some transfer to the clothing design industry, become a tailor, and some Those who became migrant workers and worked as coolies.

A well-known master group has been unable to find a job, so they simply went to the streets to sing.

There are also those who are mixed into the bourgeoisie, who are devoted to real estate and have no worries about food and clothing.

After the short-lived glory of martial arts, there were thousands of horses. However, this violent martial arts catastrophe that lasted for decades made everyone in the martial arts self-threatening, the weak martial arts were killed by the strong martial arts, and most of the rest were masters.

This is the best of times and the worst of times.

The warriors of this era seem to be tacitly following the law of the dark jungle, and everyone is trying their best to hide themselves.

When they didn't reveal their kung fu, everyone lived a fairly stable life.

But as long as the kung fu is exposed, no matter how strong it is, it will eventually be defeated by a stronger master.

There is no strongest, only stronger.

How could He Xie not love in such a world?

He Xie walked on the streets of Shiliyangchang, admiring the prosperity of the old days, and was full of ambition.

This world is designated as a full-level high-level martial arts, and obviously the level of martial arts is higher than that of Tianlong.

The real qi materialized, and even transformed into various forms of martial arts, also made He Xie to conclude that this world is taking the path of unity of spirit, spirit and spirit.

And this is the direction He Xie wants to move forward.

This is the best world for him!

Is it to take the initiative to expose yourself and attract all kinds of experts to attack?

Or develop step by step and improve yourself in constant struggle?

He Xie felt that it would be better for him to be a little more stubborn.

After all, being brave does not mean being reckless and fearless, and it does not mean being ignorant and fearless.

At least the identity of the old beggar who sold all kinds of martial arts secrets was worth He Xie's vigilance.

So, stand on your feet first, and then talk about other things.

Without money, it's hard to do anything, so He Xie's first step, of course, is to make money.

As a king who has experienced the explosion of knowledge in the new century and has rich life experience, He Xie's means of making money should not be too much, not too high-end.

What's more, this is the old devil's capital, and there is gold everywhere. With Hexie's wisdom, he can quickly earn the first pot of gold. Isn't that sprinkle water?

He decisively chose a wealthy family, completed the process of acting for the heavens, and achieved the purpose of emergency rescue.

The most primitive method is often the easiest.

But it is worth mentioning that, in order to see if the Lord of the Rings is effective in this world, He Xie put on this little cutie when he was robbing the rich and helping the poor.

Fortunately, everything was very normal. When he was working in stealth, he was still in the bedroom on the second floor of this villa, enjoying a fierce battle between the third concubine and the driver Ali for free for a while.

so white...

The influence from the spirit is still there, but it is slightly weakened, which makes He Xie affirm a guess that he has always guessed~lightnovelpub.net~ That is Sauron's soul and consciousness, which still exists in the Supreme Lord of the Rings .

This is a hidden danger that will have to be completely eliminated sooner or later.

He Xie went to the bank to exchange a large sum of fiat currency. After thinking about it, he called a rickshaw and went straight to the police station in the public concession.

Half an hour later, there were three more gold bars on the desk of the police chief, and He Xie, who walked out of the police station, put on a brand new police uniform.

Attention, it's a police officer.

In his pocket, he also carried three letters of appointment and five blank police identification documents.

He beckoned, and soon a rickshaw stopped in front of him. The driver looked at him in awe, nodded and smiled: "Police officer, what are your orders?"

He Xie smiled and got into the car, put the wooden box to the side, sat down comfortably, and raised Erlang's legs.

"Go to Pig Cage Walled City!" he said.

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