Final priesthood.

Chapter 24 Desire
The next morning.

Inside your own little shop.

Lu Yuan sat in front of the TV, staring at the TV screen, eating the steaming buns in his hand bit by bit.

The morning news was playing on the TV in front of me.

"Yesterday, our city's police cracked a kidnapping case and successfully arrested eight gangsters. The victims were successfully rescued just two hours after the crime was initiated."

"A kidnapping case, isn't it a missing persons case?"

Lu Yuan took a sip of the pure milk on the small table at hand, swallowed the meat bun in his mouth, and frowned thinking.

He specially turned on the morning news of Jiaoyan City today, wanting to pay attention to the development of yesterday's incident.

As a result, the news he got from the news was different from what he expected.

It's just an ordinary kidnapping case, not the missing persons case that has been a little noisy during this period.

The group of people who got off the van were so-called gangster cultists.

Gangster, cult?
Lu Yuan didn't know how these two words were related.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. Exactly eight, not one more and one less."

Lu Yuan recalled the number of people killed by him last night, which was consistent with the number of suspects reported on the news, and he felt a little more at ease.

At this time, the picture of the kidnapping victim was shown on the TV.

Although it was specially blurred, Lu Yuan could still recognize the girl in school uniform who was saved by him last night.

"It looks like she really didn't tell me."

Until now, my family has not received a call from the police station, which proves that the police have not yet traced Lu Yuan's identity.

"Kidnapping in this world should be sentenced to at least ten years in prison. Even if they have accomplices, they may not necessarily find me."

Yesterday's rain was too heavy, and the alley where the two sides fought was dark again.

Lu Yuan suspected that many people in the gang didn't even see his face clearly.

"Keep a low profile during this time, don't go out less, and you should be fine when the limelight passes."

Lu Yuan thought about it a lot, because he was really afraid.

I am afraid that I will suffer, and I am even more afraid that my family will be implicated in revenge.

"I'm still not strong enough. If I'm strong enough, I won't be afraid of them coming to trouble me!"

Lu Yuan picked up a meat bun and took a bite, thinking: "And you have to be rich.

If you have money, you can hire bodyguards and let them take care of your family 24 hours a day.”

Lu Yuan felt that he had never been so eager to have the right to power and money in his two lifetimes.

"It's almost seven o'clock, why hasn't your dad come back from the hospital, and the delivery person will arrive later, how can I move it by myself?"

Mom Zheng Qiuling came in from the store door muttering.

When Lu Yuan heard it, he immediately said, "Mom, I'll help you later."

"Don't you have martial arts class today?"

"It's okay to go later!"

Zheng Qiuling nodded, walked up to look at Lu Yuan's cheeks, and suddenly asked with some distress: "Is it because of the injury and the pain that you didn't sleep well last night?"

Lu Yuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded a little embarrassedly.

"Let you dare to fight with others next time."

Zheng Qiuling felt angry when she thought about it and couldn't help but talk about him.

Lu Yuan could only listen obediently.

In fact, his injury has been much better. In one night, the bruises on his face and body have faded a lot, and the abrasions have scabbed over.

Only the back and ribs, the two most serious places, are still a little dull pain.

The reason why Lu Yuan didn't sleep well last night
Mainly because of [imaginary enemy]!
"Who would have known that [imaginary enemy] would consume so much energy? After only three matches, it was as if I had been in an Internet cafe all night for several days in a row.

I’m still a little sluggish after sleeping all night.”

Lu Yuan originally thought that after majoring in [Fighter], there should be no need to increase the intelligence attribute.

Unexpectedly, this piece still can't be lost.

“No matter how many attribute points you have, it feels like it’s not enough.”

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

He only has a few skill points left in his hand now, and he plans to save them until necessary.

"Should I go to the hospital to have a look? I don't know where the bones are broken?"

My mother, Zheng Qiuling, was still worried. As she talked, she couldn't help sighing: "It would be great if your sister was at home. With her watching you, I can save a lot of worry."

"Mom, didn't you always say in the past that she was the one who made you worry the least?"

"It's better than you, now I have learned how to fight with people!"

Zheng Qiuling glared at him angrily, and Lu Yuan immediately stopped talking.

At 23:[-], the small goods delivered to Lu Yuan's home arrived.

In order to prove that his injuries are not serious, Lu Yuan worked extraordinarily hard.

After his strength reached 11 points, his strength became much stronger.

Rice weighing dozens of catties was easily lifted with one hand.

It took Lu Yuan less than 10 minutes to unload all the goods in a small car.

While washing his hands, Lu Yuan heard the delivery driver urging his mother to settle the payment, which was the same as the previous few times.

My mother, Zheng Qiuling, stuffed two packs of cigarettes into her, said kind words, and pulled him for a long time before reluctantly coaxing him away.

Lu Yuan watched this scene in silence.

"You must pass the assessment as a formal disciple of the martial arts school today!"

"Lu Yuan, what happened to your face?"

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Lu Yuan arrived at the Yuanwu Hall.

When I ran into Cheng Peng in the dressing room, I immediately cried out in surprise when I saw him.

"It rained too much last night and I fell while running."

"Did it really fall? It doesn't look like it."

Cheng Peng looked suspiciously at Lu Yuan up and down, but Lu Yuan didn't bother to talk to him, so he hurriedly changed into his martial arts uniform and left the locker room.

Because he was helping his mother unload the goods, he arrived 10 minutes later than usual. Now he is considered late.

But it's okay to be late.

When Lu Yuan walked to the training room, he found that he had arrived early.

“There are fewer and fewer people”

Taking a look at the people in the training room, it is estimated that only two-thirds of the people who arrived at the beginning of the class.

During this month, many people were suddenly absent while practicing. At the beginning, they said they were asking for leave, but it was difficult to see them later.

For example, the gang of ball-headed girls who were quite noisy at the beginning of the class almost disappeared in the third week.

There was only one left in the last class, and even the last single seedling was nowhere to be found in this class.

The temperament of these people reminded Lu Yuan of himself in his previous life.

Learning anything happens in bursts. When the excitement is over, you drop it and never pick it up again.

"If there is no career panel and the blessing of [absolute focus], will I still be like them in this life?"

Lu Yuan asked himself silently in his heart.

Maybe.

But at least not now.

"Lu Yuan, you're here!"

Liu Yue, the round-faced girl who was Lu Yuan's only friend in this martial arts class, was always present in every class.

As soon as he saw Lu Yuan, he immediately greeted him happily.

"morning!"

Lu Yuan nodded at her, and the latter quickly stared at Lu Yuan's face and let out a little "Yeah" and asked the same question as Cheng Peng.

"Lu Yuan, why is your face injured?"

"It rained heavily last night and I fell while running home."

Lu Yuan didn't know how many times he had used this reason to excuse himself.

Fortunately, Liu Yue didn't ask much, but kindly asked if she wanted to get medicine for Lu Yuan. She brought ointments, bandages, and band-aids for bruises and bruises in every class.

Declining Liu Yue's kindness, Lu Yuan began to warm up.

After the enthusiasm of the students faded, the coach Lin Zhiqin also seemed to become "slack".

From the first few classes, it turned out to be after 08:30, and the first half hour was for the students to do warm-up training by themselves.

Lu Yuan mainly practiced basic legwork.

Yesterday, I spent a whole night playing in the consciousness space with a middle-aged man, and it was more or less rewarding.

Just take this opportunity to digest it.

After entering the state of [absolute focus], Lu Yuan unknowingly began to imitate the way the middle-aged man stretched his legs in his memory, and his movements.
(End of this chapter)