"Ping'an, Dashan, have they left?"
Monkey Head held his blade, maintaining a stern and resolute demeanor. And indeed, Monkey Head truly exuded an Aura like that.
"They've left."
Chen Ping'an said indifferently, watching the figures disappear into the distance.
Hearing Chen Ping'an's words, Monkey Head immediately slumped. He bent at the waist, one hand on his knee, breathing heavily.
"Phew! Phew! Phew! They finally left! If they hadn't, I wouldn't have been able to hold on!"
At this moment, Monkey Head's face was filled with lingering fear; there was no trace of his previous arrogance and sternness.
"Ping'an, let me tell you. My legs almost started trembling just now. Those were Pockmarked Liu from the Tiger Head Gang! I can't afford to provoke that Monkey Head. I was just thinking, what if he didn't buy it and wanted to fight? If it really came to a fight, a few of us really aren't their match!"
Chen Ping'an looked at Monkey Head, who was rambling on in a disheveled state, and felt a warmth in his heart.
This kind of Monkey Head was more real.
"Monkey Head, there were four of them, and three of us. If I take on two, and you each take on one, we might not necessarily lose, right?"
Dashan said gruffly, looking quite confident.
"Are you stupid, Dashan! Don't you know who that Pockmarked Liu in front was?!"
"Who?"
"Liu'er from the Tiger Head Gang! Little Tiger Lord's confidant, a minor leader in the Tiger Head Gang. I heard he's already stepped onto the martial Dao Cultivation path, Qi Blood First Realm. Don't look at how big and strong you are; if it really came to a fight, you're truly not his opponent!"
"Even if you, kid, have a bit of strength, and can barely manage a fifty-fifty fight, Ping'an and I, the two of us, can't beat their three."
"So that's how it is!"
Dashan looked shocked. Then he turned his head and showed a hint of admiration.
"Monkey Head, you were really formidable just now."
Hearing this, Monkey Head's legs straightened, his back stiffened, and he chuckled proudly.
"Right? Formidable, right!"
"Yes, very formidable! I was startled when you drew your blade just now."
Dashan confessed truthfully.
"That's right! No matter what, Monkey Head, I'm an experienced Jianghu veteran of the Nanquan Lane Garrison Office. I've seen many scenes like this! One slash, and who dares to disobey!"
Monkey Head's face glowed red. Looking at him like this, it was hard to tell who was afraid just a moment ago.
"Ping'an, was I formidable just now!"
As if he thought of something, Monkey Head confirmed with Chen Ping'an again.
Fearing a negative response from Chen Ping'an, he added another sentence after a pause.
"Ping'an, I stood up for you just now!"
"Yes, formidable, extremely formidable."
Chen Ping'an said.
Having received Chen Ping'an's ""affirmation, Monkey Head seemed to have received some official recognition, and he became full of spirit. He inserted the blade into its sheath, then imitated his earlier action and drew it again.
"What Chen Family Boy! Call me Master Chen!"
"Hehe~"
Monkey Head laughed mischievously.
"Satisfying! Truly satisfying!"
After trying it twice and feeling satisfied for a while, Monkey Head suddenly became a bit dejected.
"Sigh, if only I were a formal Yamen Runner! I wouldn't have needed to draw my blade just now; as soon as I appeared, they would have stopped when they saw me coming!"
"A formal Yamen Runner..."
Monkey Head sighed to the sky.
Indeed, a formal Yamen Runner is at least Qi Blood Level One Perfection. Both their status and martial Cultivation Realm are enough to deter these ruffians and scoundrels.
This is just a Yamen Runner; if a Chief Constable were to arrive, these ruffians would probably be fawning and flattering, or even kneeling and begging for mercy.
When they are in the wrong, even the Tiger Head Gang's leader, Tiger Lord, would not be willing to antagonize a Zhenfu Division Chief Constable for them.
"Alright, Monkey Head. Let's continue patrolling the streets."
Chen Ping'an patted Monkey Head's shoulder.
"Mm, patrol the streets!"
Monkey Head's spirit sharpened, and he immediately recovered his energy.
"Oh, right, Ping'an, the silver that Liu'er mentioned just now?"
Monkey Head remembered Pockmarked Liu's words and looked at Chen Ping'an with confusion.
"It's nothing, everything is ready." Chen Ping'an said lightly, passing over the topic.
"Mm, that's good. Then let's go."
At this moment, the huddled figure in the corner of the wall had long disappeared. He had quietly slipped away right after the ruffians left.
The few of them didn't pay it any mind.
Situations like the one just now happened both openly and secretly in Hu Pao Alley. They just happened to encounter it, which is why they performed their duty and offered assistance.
As for what happens next, that can only depend on his own fortune.
Today's encounter was all his own choice beforehand. Since it was his own choice, whether he could bear it or not, he had to bear it.
As the saying goes, every peck and every drink is predestined!
After what happened just now, the rest of the day's patrol for the few of them was smooth and uneventful. However, they had less time to slack off and only rested for less than half an hour.
Near the end of their shift, Chen Ping'an encountered an acquaintance in Hu Pao Alley.
Lao Gao from the house in the southeast corner!
When he saw him, he was excitedly preparing to enter a gambling house. Judging by the scale of the gambling house, its class was not low.
"Lao Gao, what are you doing here...?"
Chen Ping'an called out.
"Oh, it's Chen Xiaoge."
Lao Gao was lean but had a ruddy complexion, and he recognized Chen Ping'an.
"I'm here to have some fun."
After exchanging greetings, Lao Gao scurried into the gambling house.
...
In the small courtyard, Chen Ping'an continuously practiced Iron Cloth.
As he practiced, he felt his Qi and blood surge, circulating throughout his body. As he practiced more and more, he became increasingly proficient.
Chen Er'ya rested her chin on her hands, sitting on a wooden stool, quietly watching her brother.
For a moment, other than Chen Ping'an's heavy breathing and rubbing sounds, there was no other sound in the small courtyard.
Time gradually passed, and finally, with the appearance of the +1 experience symbol, Chen Ping'an stopped his movements.
Name: Chen Ping'an
Realm: Qi Blood First Realm
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Entry (15/15)
...
"Enough experience!"
Chen Ping'an was incredibly excited.
He had been waiting for this moment for seven days.
Without the slightest hesitation, his spirit condensed, and he clicked on the faintly visible plus sign behind it.
Whoosh~
Bits of experience points transformed into specks of starlight and surged into Chen Ping'an's glabella.
As the starlight entered his body, strands of incredibly complex information emerged in his mind.
Among this information were scenes of his arduous practice of Iron Cloth, insights and reflections after practice, and application scenarios in actual combat...
Everything within the information revolved around the martial Cultivation Technique of Iron Cloth.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, carefully comprehending.
At this moment, he was not only receiving information but also the surging Qi and blood.
It wasn't a forced infusion; everything felt as if he had cultivated it himself through years of hard work.
Name: Chen Ping'an
Realm: Qi Blood Level One Perfection
Martial Arts: Iron Cloth Minor Achievement (0/40)
...
At this moment, Iron Cloth Minor Achievement!
With above-average talent, it would take years of arduous Cultivation to reach this Realm!
And Chen Ping'an took less than ten days to reach this step.
"This is just the beginning..."
Feeling the surging power emerging within his body, Chen Ping'an's heart was invigorated, and he was filled with anticipation for the future.
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PS: The new book has been in the library for two days. If the readership is enough, it can get a trial recommendation. Brothers, please keep reading!!!