Weird Fantasy: My Life Simulator

Chapter 13 The Second Generation·The Struggle between Gangs (3) (4/4)

“For the father, I can’t explain to you more about the matter of the Toujin Period.”

“But I can give you a demonstration, Huan’er is optimistic.”

Liu Heihu lightly put his teacup on the table, and walked to the wooden stake where Luo Hao usually practiced.

With his right fist, he directly hit the wooden stake with the big mouth of the bowl.

“Boom!”

The moment Liu Heihu’s fist touched the stake, it exploded immediately.

Sawdust shot everywhere in the courtyard, and the tall wooden stake had exploded from it.

Obviously it was just an unpretentious punch, but Luo Hao was stunned.

When it comes to breaking the stake with a punch, Luo Hao believes that he can do it with a full punch.

But Liu Heihu obviously didn’t use force, but force.

The outer diameter of qi and blood is not to be released outside, but to be released through the medium of fist and foot weapons.

“This is the punch of Tou Jinqi, remember not to cultivate yourself.”

“Your body’s qi and blood have not yet reached the peak period, so arbitrarily cultivation will go wrong.”

“Occasionally rest can also relax the body and it is more effective for practice. Go to the accounting room and get twenty taels of silver. Let Xiong Hui take you and Yanqing to the market.”

“Tomorrow is your mother’s 40th birthday. Go and prepare some gifts to please your mother.”

After Liu Heihu hit the punch, he immediately slapped the sawdust on his hands, turned his back to talk to Luo Hao, and left.

“Wow, the foster father is so amazing.”

“Xiaohuan, can you be so good in the future?”

When Liu Heihu walked away, Yan Qing dared to speak, and grabbed Luo Hao’s hand and began to gesture.

“Let’s go, and while it’s still early, let’s go and choose a gift for my mother.”

Seeing Yan Qing who looked excited and seemed to be happy for herself, Luo Hao also smiled slightly.

Although he was only eleven or twelve years old, he was already half a head taller than Yan Qing.

For many years of practice and nourishing qi and blood, the bones of the body are already the same as those of a fourteen or five-year-old boy.

Holding Yan Qing’s tender little hand, he walked towards the position of the accountant.

After taking twenty taels of silver, he took the guard assigned by Liu Heihu and walked towards the inside of the street.

Although the two of them often go out on weekdays, they are basically dangling in front of their homes.

Liu Heihu didn’t allow the two of them to run far, but this time the two of them could have a good stroll.

The cries of vendors along the way were accompanied by the laughter of children.

Let Yan Qing beside Luo Hao feel better, and the two wandered in various shops in the streets together.

Finally, a jade bracelet was selected for Luo Hao’s mother as a birthday gift.

Luo Hao only began to accompany Yan Qing to wander around in the busy city.

“Xiao Huan, look at the color of this blush.”

“And this and this.”

Yan Qing, who is fourteen years old, has begun to pick rouge gouache like a woman.

Yan Qing also smeared the sample on her arm, gestured to Luo Hao and asked Luo Hao for his opinion.

“They are all good, buy them all.”

“Boss, help me wrap all this together and it’s over.”

Luo Hao is a man who understands this, but he also understands the girl’s psychology very well, so he can just pay for it.

“No, I can’t use up that much.”

“The boss just wrap this up for me, don’t need these two.”

Yan Qing saw that Luo Hao was about to hand out the silver, and immediately stopped before the hawker reached out.

In the end, I chose one of the three blushes.

Luo Hao looked at Yan Qing with a slight smile, took the hawker’s packaging, and planned to continue walking towards the other side of the street.

“Young Master, it’s getting late. Now that you have chosen your wife’s gift, let’s go back.”

Just when the two of them were not enjoying themselves and were about to stroll around, a burly man next to Luo Hao whispered to Luo Hao.

This person was named Xiong Hui, who was an escort arranged by Liu Heihu for Luo Hao since he was a child, and he was also a good player in the black tiger gang.

“Uncle Hui, it’s okay, my father said it today.”

“Allow me to stay outside for a longer time. It happened that I haven’t eaten out in a restaurant for a long time.”

“Let’s eat out today.”

Luo Hao turned his head and looked at Xiong Hui with a faint smile, but didn’t care much about Xiong Hui’s worries.

Xiong Hui didn’t stop Luo Hao when he said this. He, who didn’t like to talk at all, followed Luo Hao and Yan Qing all the time.

It wasn’t until the sky started to darken, and Yan Qing was probably tired from shopping, so she took the initiative to ask Luo Hao to go back.

The two went back together like this.

. . . . . .

At the same time, in the northwest city of Acropolis, in the rudder of the black tiger gang.

Liu Heihu and his deputy leader Hou Zhengxing were sitting at the dinner table, drinking wine.

“How is Dage’s health recently? The tonic I ordered to send last time is effective.”

Hou Zhengxing took the wine glass and drank it, then looked at Liu Heihu in front of him.

“It has a little effect, but it won’t solve any problems in the long run.”

There was a sad look on Liu Heihu’s face. The most taboo thing in the Practitioner was the loss of vitality and blood.

Liu Heihu, who has been more than fifty this year, shouldn’t lose his energy and blood so early, but the hidden injuries left by his youth have caused Liu Heihu to fall into the peak period ahead of time, and his strength is constantly in decline.

“I’m afraid the Viper Gang will know about this matter. I’m afraid it will be a big battle.”

When Hou Zhengxing heard Liu Heihu, he also sighed deeply.

The pillar of each gang in the Acropolis is the leader of the first gang. To become the leader of the second-rate gang, you must be a Practitioner. *