“I don’t have any money!”
These words came out of his mouth without thinking. When he said them, Yang You's face changed. He realized that this was a confession. He quickly took his hands out of his arms and took out a short wooden stick from behind.
He tried hard to make his expression look fiercer, and said in a trembling voice, "I... I am a member of the Qing Gang. You have to think clearly."
He wanted to stay calm, but he really couldn't. In large-scale gang fights, he was basically just there to add to the numbers, and most of the time he wouldn't be hurt too much.
Besides... he really has never participated, and he has only been in the gang for a short time, so it is not his turn to play.
Having said that, after joining the Green Gang, he still studied the images of some related powerful figures and kept the relevant precautions in mind.
The iron-masked man in front of him now made the alarms in his heart ring.
People who appear late at night, dress mysteriously, wear neat clothes, have an overall extraordinary temperament, and are secretive and reveal their true selves, are often not simple people.
After barely highlighting his own identity and background, Yang You felt a little safe thanks to his identity as a member of the Qing Gang.
He calmed down a little and had more time to look at the other person.
There were no patches on the man's clothes, the material looked good, and he didn't have the sweaty smell common among dock workers. The material of the mask was also extraordinary, and he didn't seem like someone who should be here.
Other people might find the various legends of the martial arts world very mysterious and want to get close to them, but for someone like him who truly ventured into the martial arts world, he just wanted to stay away from these things. If he fell into the hands of these mysterious people, it would be hard to say what would happen to him.
"You have some talent for cultivation."
Hearing the masked man's words, those words had a calming power in them. Yang You inexplicably felt calm in his heart. He couldn't help but put down the wooden stick he was holding high, and his tense body relaxed a little.
"I took something from you..."
Yang You's heart tightened and he couldn't help but touch his chest. He found the silver in his arms, and it was still a little warm. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"What did you take? As long as it doesn't hurt my life, take it."
Yang Youhun said nonchalantly, actually he couldn't care too much.
The person in front of him was much stronger than him. He had no way to resist what the person wanted to take away from him. Instead of resisting and being killed, it would be better to accept it calmly and peacefully, which would be more decent at that time.
"A little bit of your future luck."
Yang You suspected that the person in front of him might have some problems with his brain and was saying some incomprehensible words.
He could understand someone taking his silver, his clothes, and his money and food, but the concept of luck was illusory, so how could anyone take away his luck?
He wanted to smile, but he found that the corners of his mouth couldn't move upwards, but instead drooped.
At each of the docks and in the village where he lived, there were all sorts of rural legends about ghosts and spirits stealing other people's luck, such as the demon that hadn't practiced enough and ran to the mountains to beg for mercy.
Some ask for people's surnames, others ask if they look like humans, and if they agree, their luck will be taken away.
People with insufficient luck may die suddenly on the same day, and people with insufficient luck will also be unlucky for a period of time afterwards.
Originally, he didn't want anyone to take away his property, which was the capital for his livelihood, but now he hoped that the person in front of him was here to rob him of his money, not to take his life.
"Qi...Qiyun, did you take a lot?"
Yang You wanted to be angry, but the figure standing there made him calm and there was not much ripple in his heart.
But he still had some rationality in his mind, so he asked the question tremblingly.
There was little expression on the Iron Mask's face, but his words were quite serious.
"For you, it should be a lot."
Zhang Mingtu had observed that the middle-aged man working at the dock today was the middle-aged strong man who wanted to buy the puppet wooden man in the store that day.
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And Yang You is indeed his subordinate. The most important opportunity for Yang You to rise in the future is to find the dragon's inner elixir in the puppet wooden man and return it to him.
Zhang Mingtu now intercepted and took away the dragon's inner elixir directly, so Yang You lost the most important opportunity in the future.
There is a high possibility that you will become like everyone else and never have the chance to make mistakes again.
After all, it was this dragon's inner elixir that gave him the opportunity to succeed and the chance to practice martial arts. At the same time, he was also given a lot of related resources, which enabled him to emerge later.
Well, being able to reach Kyoto and step onto the stage that can make you famous all over the world is indeed a remarkable achievement.
Although no one would know that Zhang Mingtu had taken the dragon's inner elixir, he had obtained it with his own ability, but it was ultimately related to Yang You. Zhang Mingtu knew about this, so he decided to compensate him.
It's just a small thing anyway. He will feel more comfortable if he does it. If he doesn't do it, he may feel a little uncomfortable. If he has the ability to do it, he might as well go out and do it.
"Then...will my future be miserable?"
Yang You had a bitter face and felt more and more uncomfortable. He wanted to make trouble, but when he met the calm gaze of the iron-masked man, all the anger in his heart disappeared, leaving only bitterness.
"perhaps."
The Iron-masked Man was calm and indifferent, and there was not much emotion in his words. Yang You wanted to curse at him, to risk everything and bite off a piece of flesh from the Iron-masked Man in front of him. But that inexplicable posture and temperament made all the emotions deep in his heart quickly disappear.
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