Zhao Si's heart sank instantly, but he couldn't show it out of shame, so he could only swallow the endless pain in his heart. He was secretly sad, and silently squatted down to pick up his face towel and bag, put them on his back, and wanted to leave.
Seeing that he was about to leave, the uncles around him immediately surrounded him, eager to have a fight with him.
Exchanging martial arts? Not impossible, after all, I used to exchange martial arts with my fellow apprentices every day in the mountains, so this is a good opportunity to test the skills of the people down there.
"Okay, let's take it one by one, don't be in a hurry." Zhao Si casually put on his shoulder and got into a stance, with the momentum of one man blocking the way for ten thousand.
Seeing his serious look, the uncles were even more eager to try, and they rushed to be the first to go on stage. After a heated debate, an uncle in a white Tai Chi suit came out on top and grabbed the opportunity first.
The old man came out and stood opposite Zhao Si. He had silver hair and a long white beard. The breeze blew his sleeves, giving him a rather immortal air.
Zhao Si calmly felt around and didn't sense any inner strength from the old man. He was secretly shocked. The old man's inner strength was unfathomable, so he had to be careful.
"Uncle, please go first."
"Okay." The old man was not polite and did a white crane spreading its wings.
Zhao Si frowned slightly, waiting for the old man to make a move, only to see the old man quickly retract his wings and perform a wild horse mane move, which Zhao Si was completely confused. He tentatively threw a punch, adhering to the good virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young, and only used a fraction of his strength.
"Why!"
“Hey!!”
This was a big deal! Before the onlookers could see his movements clearly, they saw the old man take several steps back, trembling and about to fall to the ground.
"Uncle!" Seeing something was wrong, Zhao Si quickly withdrew his hand, kicked off and chased after him, and just managed to catch the uncle before he fell to the ground.
"Uncle! Are you okay, uncle?!" Zhao Si was so anxious that his face turned pale, fearing that something might happen to the uncle. His pockets were cleaner than his face, but he couldn't afford to pay a penny.
"Hahaha! Hahaha!" The old man leaned on Zhao Si to stand firm and laughed loudly towards the sky.
"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Zhao Si was almost going crazy.
"Yeah, Old Man Li, what are you laughing at? Have you been beaten silly?"
"Is he injured? Should I call 120?"
"Hahahaha, I'm laughing at you for being unlucky. You don't have the good fortune to experience this little brother's skills."
"Wow! You're so lucky! Don't think we didn't see it. This little brother fell backwards before he even touched you. Are you trying to blackmail him because he looks kind?"
Zhao Si's face tightened. Could it be that he really wanted to blackmail him?
Old Man Li rolled his eyes at the old man who mocked him, then took Zhao Si's hand and held it tightly. "Little brother, what school of martial arts did you learn this from?"
"Master, my master is Zhao Wuming, the founder of the Wuming School. I learned all my martial arts from him since I was a child."
"Nameless, nameless, unknown to the world, that's good."
Zhao Si smiled brightly, happy to hear someone praising his master. "Uncle, are you okay?"
Old man Li waved his hands, not really caring. "It's okay. I was just forced back two steps by your punch and lost my balance. I'm just trying to urge everyone not to fight with this little brother, or you'll end up breaking your old arms and legs!"
After saying this, Old Man Li walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back, leaving Zhao Si and a group of old men looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Or shall we go too?"
"Let's go, let's go. Even Old Man Li can't beat this young man. If we go up, we'll be defeated."
"That's right, let's break up, I still want to live a few more years and get more pension!"
As they chatted, a group of uncles left in groups of three or five. Zhao Si, carrying a small bag, walked towards the park while silently wondering why he couldn't make any money from his performance.
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that the brother who sang for money before didn't make any money either. Thinking of this, Zhao Si felt much more relieved. It turned out that it wasn't his problem, but those people were too stingy!
Yes, it must be because these people are very stingy! Just like his senior brother!
Returning to the rotten stool, Zhao Si took out the last piece of steamed bun that he was reluctant to finish and ate it dryly. Fortunately, it was only early spring and the weather was still cool, otherwise it would have gone bad long ago.
The steamed buns were choking and Zhao Si was extremely thirsty.
He stood by the lake, looking at the green lake water with many dead leaves and some things he didn't know what were floating on it, and swallowed.
He squatted down, swept away the garbage and scooped up a handful of lake water, struggling internally.
"Little brother! You can't drink!" The man who came was the old man Zhao Si met in the park on the first night. Old man Chen was a homeless man who also lived in this park. After coming and going together, the two of them could be considered half-neighbors.
Zhao Si poured the water back into the lake and smiled guiltily, "Uncle, I don't want to drink it. I'm just too thirsty. Let me take a look."
The old man didn't expose him and threw him a bottle of mineral water. "Drink this, it's clean."
Zhao Si raised his hand to take it and studied the strange transparent container. "Uncle, I don't have any money to give you."
"It's okay, it's free, drink it, kid."
Zhao Si hesitated for a moment and accepted it. "Thank you, sir. I will repay you with a spring someday." After saying that, Zhao Si broke the mouth of the mineral water bottle and began to drink it.
"Hiss!" Old man Chen took a breath and shrank his neck, as if it was his neck that was broken.
Zhao Si drank the entire bottle of water in one breath and wiped his mouth. "Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Old man Chen sat beside him cheerfully, his expression puzzled. "Want to make money?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Si nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Do you have a way to make money?"
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