"We don't have any grudges against each other. You are one of the best masters in the Northern Battlefront Army and have made great contributions to the Zhang family. Why should I kill you?”
Zhang Xuejun smiled. His smile was very bright, and it made Qin Zhen feel like he was bathed in a spring breeze.
Qin Zhen felt ashamed because he wasn't working for the Zhang Clan…
In fact, for Qin Zhen, a martial arts practitioner who had started practicing martial arts since he was young, the biggest purpose of joining the army was to have enough to eat.
After all, if you were poor in literature and rich in martial arts, you wouldn't even be qualified to practice martial arts without a good family background.
The Gu family opened 79 martial arts centers in the northeast and raised thousands of martial arts masters and students. Most of their operating profits were spent on food expenses.
That was because martial artists were too gluttonous.
In order to feed these good-for-nothings, Xuejun Zhang's mother, Gu Yazhi, had specially set up a few farms to provide meat for thousands of good-for-nothings.
For a civilian martial artist like Qin Zhen, he had to either be a fighter or join the army to eat and continue practicing martial arts. Otherwise, he would forget about it.
Feeling ashamed, Qin Zhen could not help but ask,""Ninth Young Master, what are you practicing? Why is it so powerful?"
If he didn't ask clearly, he really couldn't take it.
"There are many. Eight Extremities Wing Chun, Tai Chi Xing Yi…more than ten types.”
Zhang Xuejun stood with his hands behind his back and said softly,"Of course, the main reason why I'm so strong is because I have good talent. My physique is different from ordinary people, and I'm born with divine strength.”
Uh.
Qin Zhen was speechless and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
No matter how good one's kung fu was, if one's strength was not great, one could only be considered an expert at most.
Someone like Zhang Xuejun, who had a strong physique and good talent, was not an expert. He should be called a pervert.
Since ancient times, such freaks could be counted on one hand. For example, Xiang Yu, the King of the Ages, and Li Cunxiao, the super fierce general. These were all monsters born with divine strength.
Envy! They envied the people who were rewarded by the heavens.
At this moment, a hint of hesitation appeared on Qin Zhen's face.
After weighing the pros and cons, he finally asked,"Ninth Young Master, can I work for you?”
What are you talking about?
Zhang Xuejun looked at Qin Zhen suspiciously.
He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong body. He was a real macho man, and his martial arts were not bad.
Of course, this was only acceptable in his eyes. He was definitely an expert among experts outside.
"Second Uncle will let you go?"
"Little Jiu, Qin Zhen can go wherever he wants to go. I won't stop him!”
Wu Junsheng walked over and looked at Qin Zhen with a complicated gaze.
"Qin Zhen, you've been following me since you were fifteen. It's been nearly twenty years now. You've risked your life many times and even saved my life. If you choose to follow Little Jiu today, I won't stop you.”
"Commander…"
"Don't say anymore. You're a martial arts practitioner. If you follow me, you'll only be buried. I admire the martial arts of this little brat Zhang Xuejun. If you follow this little freak, you should be able to improve.”
F * ck, why are you scolding me?
Zhang Xuejun pursed his lips." Second Uncle, don't keep calling me a little pervert. Be more civilized!"”
Hey.
Wu Junsheng gave him a thumbs up and said sarcastically.
"Alright, Zhang Xiaojiu is the son of the talented woman Gu Yazhi. You've been well-read since you were young, so you must be a refined person who is well-versed in both literature and martial arts. I, Wu Junsheng, am not cultured.”
Gentleman?
Hearing this, Wu Yaxin and Xiaojuan, who were walking over, wanted to laugh.
If Zhang Xuejun was a gentleman, then there would be no gentleman in the world.
But Zhang Xuejun shamelessly admitted it.
"Second Uncle, you have a good eye. I, Zhang Xuejun, am indeed a refined person who is skilled in both literature and martial arts.”
"Sigh, I have no choice. Who asked me to have good genes? His mother was a talented woman who was skilled in both literature and martial arts. His father was not bad either. He was a general who had started off as a bandit. It was difficult for him not to be outstanding.”
He looked at Zhang Xuejun, who was showing off with every word, and his tail was about to reach the sky.
Wu Junsheng was speechless.
Good kid, you're a character!
People who could achieve great things had a must-have characteristic. They were thick-skinned, so thick that bullets could not penetrate them.
Wu Yaxin was speechless.
Brother Nine was really…Sigh, if only he could change his temper, it would be perfect.
" Ninth Young Master, we know you're powerful," Xiao Juan couldn't help but ask." But don't you feel ashamed of yourself?"”
"Heh, little girl, what do you know! Believe in yourself first, then others will believe you!”
"I'll give you another sentence. Belief is power. Doubt will only suppress power, and faith is power.”
After saying that, Zhang Xuejun picked up Qin Zhen's Zhanmadao and pulled Qin Zhen up.
After some thought, he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and took out a black pill.
"Eat it. This thing was left behind by my grandfather. It's said that it can save your life at a critical moment.”
Qin Zhen swallowed it as if he had obtained a treasure.
At this moment, Juan seemed to understand something from the sentence " Belief is power, doubt will only suppress ability, and faith is power."
"Ninth Young Master, what is your faith?”
"Be loyal to yourself, be loyal to the nation, and fight tirelessly for the nation!”
After saying this, Zhang Xuejun laughed out loud and gestured for Qin Zhen to get into the carriage. He then cupped his fists at Wu Junsheng cynically.
"Second Uncle, the green mountains will not change and the green water will always flow. Let's talk another day! I'm going to take up my post."
Then, he mounted his horse and left with 500 cavalrymen and 300 horse bandits.
Staring at Zhang Xuejun's energetic and heroic back, Wu Junsheng thought for a moment and smiled.
This kid was a capable person. As expected of Seventh Brother's son!
"Yaxin, if you want to go, then go. Take 500 personal guards with you.”
What?
Wu Yaxin was furious that Zhang Xuejun had abandoned her and ran away. She was hesitating whether she should quarrel with her father and then chase after him. She blinked her big eyes and asked in a cute manner,"Father, are you really not going to care about me anymore?"
"You want me to care about you? Or do you want your mother to take care of you?"
Wu Yaxin hurriedly shook her head." No, I don't want to. Ninth Brother is actually a good person. He's really skilled in both martial arts and literature. I want to see how he will make Anda rich."”
“……”
Silly girl, what a stupid daughter!
Wu Junsheng looked up at the sky and sighed. Why can't my children compare to Zhang Tianlin's children?
Wu Junsheng, who was old and experienced, could see clearly that Zhang Xuejun was clearly trying to trick his daughter to get his help. Otherwise, no matter how capable Zhang Xiaojiu was, he would not be able to make bricks without straw.
This kid had probably been planning how to deal with the innocent Yaxin ever since he saved her on the train. He was too cunning.
Wu Junsheng didn't dislike Zhang Xuejun's scheme. Instead, he admired it.
He was brave and resourceful. He wouldn't be disgusted even if he schemed against others. He was a character!
"Get lost. I get angry just looking at you, silly girl!”
" Hehehe, Father, you're so good…"
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