Zhao Yuantu brought Han Zhao a set of training clothes to put on, and then taught him basic exercises.

Following this special exercise method, his body began to sweat after a while, and his skin and flesh felt tense, and the soreness in his body accumulated quickly.

In this way, Han Zhao continued to practice until the evening, when the sun set in the west.

Zhao Yuantu walked to the middle of the yard carrying a large wooden bucket, and the apprentices who were practicing stopped one after another.

Han Zhao also stopped.

The apprentices took out bowls from nowhere and lined up in three rows in an orderly manner in front of Zhao Yuantu.

Zhao Yuantu took out a round wooden spoon and scooped the steaming red liquid into everyone's bowls. Although the bowls brought by everyone varied from big to small, he filled exactly two spoons every time, no more and no less.

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Soon, the queue in front was finished and it was Han Zhao's turn.

Zheng Yuantu took out a bowl and handed it to him.

"Junior brother, this is qi and blood soup. Each apprentice who pays for it can take a bowl a day. After drinking it, you can have a good sleep at night and your body will not hurt tomorrow. By the way, remember to bring your own bowl tomorrow."

"Okay, Senior Brother." Han Zhao took the bowl. This red liquid can eliminate the pain caused by the accumulation of lactic acid. In his previous life, it was a miracle medicine.

The red liquid in the barrel has bottomed out, but it's still enough.

Zhao Yuantu placed the bottom of the barrel on the ground at an angle, scooped out two full spoonfuls of qi and blood soup, and then gave Han Zhao another half spoonful.

Han Zhao was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yuantu said: "This is what Master ordered. Drink it while it's hot. The effect will be worse when it's cold."

With that said, Zhao Yuantu scooped two more spoons for himself.

There was still some qi and blood soup in the barrel, but Zhao Yuantu didn't scoop it all out.

Han Zhao took a small sip of the boiling Qi and Blood Soup, but it was not as hot as he thought.

The liquid entered the stomach along the esophagus, and soon a feeling of comfort spread throughout the body.

"It's effective so quickly?" Han Zhao was a little surprised. He kept calm on the surface and drank heavily while observing his surroundings.

The apprentices were distributed in twos and threes in various locations in the yard according to their close relationships.

Although they are wearing the same training clothes, their approximate origins can be seen from their facial expressions and movements.

Not to mention the glowing faces, those apprentices who stretched out their tongues and licked from the edge of the bowl towards the middle of the bowl after drinking the Qi and Blood Soup, showed that they were filled with hope and responsibility.

"Come on, come on! The boiling water is here! The boiling water is here!"

After a while, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came to the yard carrying a kettle. He poured a kettle of boiling water into the wooden bucket, and then used a round wooden spoon to stir the remaining qi and blood soup evenly to prevent some broken medicine.

The scum sinks to the bottom.

"Give me a spoonful!"

"I also want!"

"Don't crowd, don't crowd!"

Half of the apprentices gathered around, holding bowls and looking eagerly at the Qi and Blood soup in the barrel, which was so thin that it was almost transparent. This time, no one lined up because it was so late that they couldn't even drink it.

Han Zhao finally understood why Zhao Yuantu left some Qi and Blood Decoction.

"The apprentices who learn boxing are very mobile. Many of them will stop coming if they don't make a breakthrough within three months. Their families can't support them." Zhao Yuantu's voice was a little deep.

Seeing the noisy apprentices gathered in the middle of the yard, some apprentices outside the yard left the yard.

Lu Yi was already accustomed to this scene and continued to eat melon seeds leisurely.

At this time, two men and two women walked out of the yard behind him, and they all looked the same.

All four of them wore long swords on their waists and wore training uniforms of different colors and gorgeous styles, which looked very expensive at first sight.

It seemed that they disliked the noisy apprentices in the middle of the yard. After saying hello to Lu Yi, they took a detour and left the front yard.

...

On the way home.

Han Zhao turned his back to the setting sun, his figure getting longer and longer on the horizon.

When he returned to Xinqiaofang and approached the alley in front of his home, he found that someone was following him.

He looked back and saw two strong men in black suits staring at him not far away. When he noticed his clothes, his expression changed obviously.

Han Zhao continued walking, and the two of them did not follow him.

He walked to the door of his house, took out his key, and was about to open the door to the yard, when he suddenly paused.

There was mud stuck to the outside edge of the courtyard wall.

And he also heard breathing, just inside the door.

Although the sound was very low, he could hear it with his current hearing, especially after running his Qi, he could even hear the slight friction sound between his clothes and the wall.

[There are two bad guys behind the door ready to attack you. If you stick your head in after opening the door, the probability of getting a brick is as high as 66%, the probability of getting a sap is as high as 33%, and the probability of being killed directly is as high as 1%]

Han Zhao's face darkened.

It seemed that because he paused in unlocking the door, the breathing inside became obviously heavier.

Bah!

Han Zhao unlocked the door and pushed open the courtyard door.

He put his foot in and retracted it the next second.

"Go to hell!"

Two thick arms held the bricks in the empty space in front of him.

There was a look of astonishment on the two ferocious faces.

"Forehead......"

Han Zhao used his Qi in both hands, grabbed their arms, squeezed them hard, and broke them off!

Click!

The arms of the two men were broken off by Han Zhao like sugar cane, and they were directly twisted and deformed.

"Ah——!" A shrill scream sounded, which made people's hair stand on end.

Han Zhao let go of his hand, and the two of them rolled on the ground in pain.

He kicked both of them violently.

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

"We are members of the Wild Dog Gang, if you continue... ah!"

The two of them screamed repeatedly, and one of them even wanted to threaten him, but Han Zhao kicked him so hard that he almost lost his breath.

"Are you guys from the Wild Dog Gang going to be enemies with the Shanshan Quan Yuan?"

Han Zhao pointed to the word "LV" on his training uniform.

The Wild Dog Gang is a small gang composed of gangsters from the slums. They cheat, kidnap, and steal, but the gang members are all ordinary people. There is not even a martial artist at the skin training level. They only rely on ruthlessness to gain a foothold in the slums.

These people probably wanted to squeeze benefits from him as soon as they heard the news of Han Lin's death.

They probably didn't even know that he was going to Shanshan Boxing Academy, so they laid an ambush in his yard in advance.

"Master Han! Master Han! We were wrong!"

"We don't dare to be enemies with Shanshan Quanyuan, please spare our lives!"

Only then did the two of them pay attention to Han Zhao's training clothes. Under the double oppression of Han Zhao's force and status, they endured the severe pain and kowtowed as if they were pounding garlic.

"Go away, don't let me see you again, you guys from the Wild Dog Gang don't mess with me anymore!" Han Zhao pointed to the door.

"Thank you, Master Han! Thank you, Master Han!"

"Don't you dare! I definitely won't dare!"

The two of them rolled and crawled out of the yard.

Han Zhao remembered the appearance of the two of them and then closed the courtyard door.

He walked to the middle of the yard, glanced at the wooden frame, and suddenly froze.

"Where's my marinated meat?!"

There is a bamboo sieve placed on the wooden shelf. It used to be drying bacon and dried radish, but now only the dried radish is left.

He was only willing to eat a little bit of cured meat every meal, but now it's all gone.

[Think on the bright side, they could have taken everything away, but now at least they have left some dried radish for you.]

"The local gangs are so rude!"

Han Zhao felt angry, locked the courtyard door, and quickly chased in the direction the two left.

Originally, he had considered that killing people at home would not be a good idea. After all, there were officials in the city, so he couldn't do it too blatantly.
To be continued...