Who asked him to engage in military industry in the world of high martial arts?

Chapter 11 I killed him, double kill
  "Hurry up..." Chen Yongying quickly began to clean the battlefield.

The other gangster who was beaten to death didn't have much money, just about a hundred yuan in his pocket.

A total of one thousand and fifty, three knives, and a hunting token of unknown use were harvested.

"Old Chen..." Fatty Yang struggled on the ground, feeling like he was about to die.

Chen Yongying leaned over and took a look: "Your knife wound is not deep. The incision is scarred. It should be nothing serious. When you get up, move more slowly so as not to stretch the wound."

Yang Heng: "???"

He felt a little dizzy, but he didn't seem to be dying.

So, the fat man struggled to stand up, and he really stood firm.

"Let's leave now. It might be dangerous soon." Chen Yongying straddled the blunderbuss loaded with projectiles in front of him, picked up two knives without scabbards, and put one knife with a scabbard on his back.

"Okay." The fat man nodded, and then strode to the door to see if anyone came in.

Chen Yongying: "..."

Yang Heng is also a god.

There are at least six wounds on his body. Although they are all small wounds, the bleeding stopped in a short time. Now he is like a fine person, and his physical condition is indeed good.

"There's no one outside." Yang Heng poked his head out carefully.

"Then go!"

"Get a knife to defend yourself." Chen Yongying handed over a knife.

"Yeah!" The fat man nodded.

Of course, when Chen Yongying left, he did not bring the tools for making firecrackers.

This set only cost about 500 yuan, so I just bought it again. Now it is right to leave home quickly with a total net worth of 1,800 yuan.

After locking the door, the two immediately ran away.

Surprisingly, there was no gangster chase as imagined, but an ordinary rush.

"Old Chen, what are you doing?" Yang Heng asked on the way.

"Fire gun, Fire Gate gun." Chen Yongying didn't hide anything.

I was originally going to let Fatty feel the power, but now he should be able to understand it, and he doesn't need too much persuasion.

"Ah?" Yang Heng was stunned.

"Firegun? What is it?"

"You know about the cars driving on the road, right?" Chen Yongying had something to say in his mind and was ready. "What's the difference between a car and a carriage on the road?"

"One is for the rich man, and the other is for the rich!"

Chen Yongying: "..."

"Think again, think about the essence."

"Well..." Yang Heng thought for a while and gave the answer.

"One needs to burn coal, and the other relies on horse-drawn horses?"

As expected of a high school student who has read books and is literate, he can also think.

"Yes, my firecracker is equivalent to a weapon driven by fuel such as coal, while a knife must be driven by human power to achieve the killing effect."

"This is equivalent to a steam-carred knife, do you understand?" Chen Yongying explained.

Yang Heng thought about it seriously, then nodded, but with a suspicious expression: "You have never been to a civilized university, how could you create this thing?"

"Only people who have gone to civilized universities can make inventions, right?"

The Civilized University corresponds to the Warrior University, but the Civilized University is only a place for people from powerful families without martial arts talents to stay, and the door is closed to civilians.

"You don't understand, gold will shine wherever it is." Chen Yongying said seriously.

"Ah?" Yang Heng looked confused.

"Will gold shine when buried in the soil?"

Chen Yongying: "..."

Soon, the two of them took advantage of the darkness and arrived outside a medical center.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Dong dong dong!" Fatty Yang went up and knocked on the door.

"Who?" said an old voice from inside the door. "How can sheep run away if they don't eat grass~~" Yang Heng suddenly started singing, which made Chen Yongying confused.

However, unexpectedly.

The door just opened.

"Come in!" An old man in clothes opened the door and let the two people in.

Chen Yongying: "????"

signal?

"Creak~~~" The door was closed.

Chen Yongying leaned over and asked, "Fat man, is this your village secret code? Are you so fierce over there?"

"You shouldn't be a member of some organization!"

He had already made up the words 'Heaven and Earth Society', 'Revolting the Qing Dynasty and Restoring the Ming Dynasty', and 'Overthrowing the Government' in his mind.

It’s hard to tell that Fatty Yang is still a hidden master!
  Yang Heng sighed: "No, it's just the tune in our village. Only the people in the village can sing it. If you can help when you are away from home, you should help us. There is no guarantee that they will sell us out soon."

Chen Yongying: "????"

Is your nostalgia so fragile?

However, I couldn't find a better way.

Now the two of them must treat their wounds first and then find a place to hide.

"The eldest child of the Xiangyun family?" the old man said in surprise.

"Yes, Grand Ancestor." Yang Heng said respectfully.

"Are you being stalked by someone?"

"Let me take a look at the knife that cut you." The old man immediately took the knife from Chen Yongying's hand and looked at it carefully.

"They haven't been poisoned yet. Come here and I'll pour you some wine to cool off the cold air in the killing knife."

The old man took out a bottle from the box...

Medical alcohol! !
  Yes, it’s medical alcohol!

As soon as the old man opened it, the smell of alcohol hit his face.

Chen Yongying reacted immediately. This was definitely purified alcohol. It was impossible to use ordinary alcohol as a disinfectant, and it wouldn't be so clean.

"It hurts a bit, bear with it." The old man poured out the wine and disinfected the fat man first.

"Hiss!!!" Yang Heng gasped, but held it back.

Wait until Chen Yongying...

"Ah! Uh-huh!!!" Chen Yongying screamed subconsciously, but in the end he covered his mouth and forced himself not to scream.

Yang Heng's pain tolerance is much stronger than Chen Yongying's.

Chen Yongying didn't want to think about it. The feeling of alcohol drilling into his flesh was too painful, and the wound was quite deep and large. He had never suffered such a wound in his eyes in his previous life.

"By the way, let me introduce you first, Dazuzu, this is my classmate, Chen Yongying."

"Chen Yongying, this is my great ancestor, whose name is Yang Niu." Yang Heng said with a grin.

"What's going on with you?" Yang Niu asked seriously. "Was he chopped down by a gang member?"

Chen Yongying nodded: "Yes, if you reveal yourself, you will be targeted by gang members."

Yang Niu was a little surprised for a moment: "Then you were able to escape and even stole their knives?"

"It's okay then. These people shouldn't cause trouble for you anymore. Just go back now."

"They won't bite hard bones. There's a lot of soft meat."

Chen Yongying added: "This was actually not stolen. We killed two people and ran away with the remaining three, and finally found it."

Yang Heng nodded: "Yes, I was there too. I was chopped down by those gang members."

Yang Niu: "????"

The old man's mouth opened wide.

His expression was completely dull.

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