Carrying a box of ocean, he took a rickshaw back to the martial arts hall. The little mute was waiting at the intersection of the setting sun. When he saw him, he flew to him.

When Tang Ye Ping'an returned, Wu Yishou and Yang Sanshou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ono, what do you want from the Axe Gang to do?"

"Fighting."

Upon hearing this, the two old men looked at each other and showed a look of "just knowing it's like this".

Wu Yishou asked: "Did you agree?"

Tang Ye nodded: "If you don't agree, how can you get out easily?"

Wu sighed with a deep sigh: "The black market arena is a quagmire, and if it gets stuck, it can't be pulled out. We can ask President Huo of the Jingwu Association to come forward and negotiate with the Axe Gang."

Tang Ye said: "Then you have to set up several tables?"

"If you ask someone to talk about things, you must be low-profile."

Tang Ye smiled: "I think it's better to begging for others than asking for others. It's a little bit less for humankind. Besides, whether Jingwu will offend the Axe Gang for me is still unknown."

Wu Yishou sighed: "You have to try it before you know."

Tang Ye opened the box and exposed the bright ocean inside: "I think this deal is worth three hundred oceans."

Wu Yishu's face changed. He was an old-fashioned boxer and could not accept it.

Tang Ye said slowly: "Master, Master, I am not greedy for money. First, we need this amount of money when we move into the house; second, we won't be jealous of the Axe Gang because of this; third, on the arena, life and death are true, which is a real evil fight, and maybe I can break through because of this."

Wu Yishou did not agree with the first reason he said. He made a lot of money and didn't have to go on stage to fight. But the second reason was objective. The Axe Gang came to ask for someone. With their domineering style, he would not give up until he achieved his goal. The third factor made Wu Yishou really move.

Tang Ye is the biggest support and only hope of the Tiger Roar Hall. As long as he is safe and can go further, no matter whether it is Wu Yishu or Yang Sanshu, he can make any sacrifice.

It is recognized in the martial arts world that evil fights can bring strength and can sharpen people.

Of course, there are many risks in the event of a fierce battle, being injured or even paying the price of life.

After thinking for a while, Wu Yishou sighed: "Ono, I don't necessarily oppose you going to the stage to fight. But once you start to do this, you can't stop it. The black market arena is mixed with all kinds of people, and it is very messy. When they can't beat it on the stage, they will use any tricks off the stage and use all means."

Tang Ye replied: "I will only fight one."

Wu Yishou looked at him: "If you lose this game, it goes without saying that; but as long as you win, Boss Huang from the Axe Gang will not be able to let you go as a money tree easily. Then you will only gain a slight brink and become more serious."

Tang Ye said: "Don't worry, Master, I will negotiate with him."

"What if he refuses to let go?"

Tang Ye smiled slightly: "I will mention a condition that he cannot refuse."

Wu Yishou was stunned, unable to understand what conditions could make the boss of the Axe Gang unable to refuse. However, he did not continue to ask. Tang Ye is the pillar of the Tiger Roar Hall and will also serve as the seat. Whether it is Wu Yishou or Yang Sanshou, they are increasingly respecting Tang Ye's decision.

After dinner, I made a wash and returned to my room.

The little mute drew water as usual to help Tang Ye wash his feet.

Tang Ye looked at her and suddenly sighed.

The little mute asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"You don't have to pretend to be mute anymore. You should have a formal name."

The little mute raised his head and had a pretty face: "Then what name should I use? State it in advance, I have to take your surname, don't want anything else."

Tang Ye thought about it: "What name do you like? Think about it carefully first, register it at that time, and let the master write it down."

He and the little mute wandered on the streets at a young age. They had no background and had no household registration, which was equivalent to being an illegal household. In the slums of all sizes in Shanghai, almost half of them were illegal households. No one paid attention to their life or death.

However, now that Tang Ye has made a name for himself, it is easier to register and register. Yang Sanshou is already doing this. If you use some money, you will probably be able to help them do it this week.

Tang Ye reached out to touch the little mute's hair and slowly said, "Little mute, Shencheng is getting more and more messy. If one day I am not by your side, you must protect yourself."

The little mute's hand trembled: "Brother, do you want me anymore?"

Tang Ye hurriedly said, "Of course not...I mean, I can't stay with you all the time."

But he was thinking about the Qimen Dunjia. When he completed the task of "retrieving the skull of the stolen ancestor", where would he go and where would he be?

For this world, is he really just a passerby?

Tang Ye couldn't figure it out.

But there are some things that you have to prepare for the future and make arrangements. The one he can't rest assured the most is the mute.

How great would it be if she could take her with her?

Suddenly, such an idea came to mind.

But soon, Tang Ye sighed sadly. He had no idea what his future fate would be. Not to mention the distance, he had no idea what the ancestor skull was.

Skull, human skull?

Shouldn’t bones be buried in the tomb?

There is no clue or clue at all.

Although the mission period is still more than two years, time flies and passes quickly. If the mission cannot be completed, he will suffer backfire from his blood and die of a life of death.

The little mute's idea is simple. He has endured all the hard days before. Now he has a house to live in and eat, what else is there to be dissatisfied with? As long as he is with his brother, he is fearless.

"Brother, why do you force you to punch your boxing?"

Tang Ye replied: "It probably depends on how I can fight. With fame, there will be trouble. When people live, there will never be less trouble. If you don't talk about this, you should be careful when you go out to buy vegetables."

The little mute nodded: "Well, brother, too."

No words all night.

Early the next morning, He Yizhi actually came to the door again: "Master Tang, I received the news that you will go on stage to fight in two days, and your opponent is known as Hengshan, a deadly chain leg."

Tang Ye said: "Is that so? Why don't I know who the opponent is yet?"

He Yizhi smiled and said, "Master Tang, I am a reporter after all. If I am not well-informed in this industry, how can I get this bowl of rice?"
Chapter completed!