Zongman: This butter is too real!

"Hua La La~!"

Just like yesterday, Fang Yuan walked to the door of the convenience store with a refreshed spirit.

But the difference is that no one came to block the door this morning.

Fang Yuan looked around and felt a little disappointed.

In addition to cleaning, the nearby shop owners were tidying up their stores.

Really didn't come?

That guy was kicked so hard by me, but he just let it go?

Fang Yuan turned around and looked around.

Immediately, he swung two fists at the empty street.

The speed of the two fists was so fast that afterimages appeared.

Hitting the target will definitely make people fall asleep.

What a pity!

What a pity~!

No one came to practice.

But forget it.

"Open for business!"

Fang Yuan shouted softly and walked into the store.

Time flies and it is afternoon. Fang Yuan is standing at the counter flipping through magazines boredly.

Suddenly he noticed that the passers-by outside were in a hurry. He looked up and showed an excited smile on his face.

"Boy, our boss is looking for you. If you have the guts, come out."

The little leader who was kicked in the balls by him yesterday pinched his orchid finger and shouted in a gloomy voice to let him out of the store.

Fang Yuan stood in the store and punched the little leader. The little leader immediately squatted down with his head in his hands in fear.

The thugs behind him couldn't stand it anymore. They rushed up and kicked the little leader twice, and he rolled on the ground.

"Boy, you are so arrogant."

Pah~!

A bottle of beer was thrown directly at him at an incredible speed.

The thug dodged sideways, but the beer still hit a little brother behind him and broke.

Fang Yuan took a bottle of beer and leaned against the door of the convenience store and took a sip.

"You so many people came uninvited, I don't have anything to treat you."

"Just go to the public prison and eat prison food."

The thug's eyes twisted: "Brothers, come together, let's fight quickly."

"Don't hold back when beating people and burning stores."

At the command, nearly 20 people charged at Fang Yuan. The scene was like a building about to collapse, and people were worried about Fang Yuan.

Not far away, Saeko Dokujima was walking on the road with a bamboo sword on her back after school. She saw a group of social youths charging at a convenience store clerk who was powerless.

The situation was urgent, and she didn't have time to think too much. She pulled out her wooden sword and shouted, "So many people bullying one person, what kind of man is that!"

"Come at me if you dare."

In an instant, she took two steps at a time and rushed towards the crowd waving the wooden sword.

Bushima Saeko's family runs a dojo, and she won the championship of the National Kendo Competition for High School Students.

Although she was holding a wooden sword, the sharpness was no less than that of a real one.

As the wooden sword was swung, an afterimage appeared.

It is undeniable that she was fast.

But Fang Yuan was faster than her.

One punch and one kick, someone must fall down or fly backwards.

In just five seconds, there were a bunch of people lying on the ground.

The remaining few people saw that it was difficult to deal with, so they were afraid to step forward.

Fang Yuan shook his hands, with a bit of ruffian on his face: "I hate being passive the most. If you don't do it, then I will."

Fang Yuan suddenly exerted force with his feet, and his body was like a cheetah, and he killed three people in an instant.

The other few turned around and ran, but they were picked up by Saeko Dokujima who rushed over and knocked them to the ground.

Saeko Dokujima glanced at the dozen hooligans lying on the ground and bowed slightly to Fang Yuan.

"I didn't expect you to be a master of free fighting. I'm so sorry!"

Fang Yuan waved his hand: "You came to help me. Logically, I should thank you."

"Don't move around here. I'll go buy you two oranges."

Fang Yuan turned back to the store and got a bottle of orange soda for Saeko Busujima: "You just finished exercising, want a sip?"

Just then, the hero of the Hero Association arrived.

"Excuse me, are these people who are causing trouble?"

"Yes."

Perhaps because of his low level, Fang Yuan had no impression of him at all.

"Alas! I've made another wasted trip. So, who defeated these troublemakers?"

"It was me."

Fang Yuan patted his chest, thinking that there would be some reward.

As a result, the hero who came to the scene knelt down in front of Fang Yuan.

"Please, if I fail the monthly assessment again this month, I will be relegated to Class D."

"Can you let me improve my performance for these people?"

A hero knelt on the ground and rubbed his hands, looking pitiful.

Fang Yuan was a little speechless: "It's true that I pity you, but this kind of thing can't be solved by helping once. Sorry, I won't give you the credit."

Fang Yuan's answer made Saeko Busujima's eyes light up.

He has a kind heart, a bottom line, and is capable.

He is a good man!

At this time, the police car came late, took everyone's statements, and took them away. Half an hour has passed.

"Mr. Dokushima, if I want to learn Taoism from you, how much money would it cost?"

"Why does Fang Yuan want to learn swordsmanship?"

"Because I feel that my boxing and kicking have reached a certain level. If I want to improve, I need to integrate new things into it."

Dokushima Saeko thought for a while: "If that's the case, then I won't charge you."

"Just treat it as an exchange between martial artists."

"That's so embarrassing, but I have to show some appreciation."

Fang Yuan looked at the orange soda in Dokushima Saeko's hand: "How about I bring you a can every day when I go to the dojo?"

"Okay! Mr. Fang Yuan, this is my email address. I'll send you the location of the dojo."

After receiving the message, the two officially said goodbye.

Under the setting sun, Dokushima Saeko's tall figureThe shadow is particularly beautiful.

Back at the convenience store, Fang Yuan couldn't help but imagine.

If I was caught by a sports-type like Saeko Busujima, would it be awesome?

No, if I add a blizzard to trigger the effect of the trophy [Bystander], that would be truly awesome.

Ah~!

Just thinking about it, that feeling makes me yearn for it.

But if I learn kendo in reality, I don't know if I will have an extra skill bar.

Give it a try, it's not a loss anyway.

Next time I bring soda over, I'll shake it hard to make the soda spray out.

In that case, maybe...

But are heroes so miserable now? Just like office workers, they have to complete targets.

Fortunately, I'm not a hero now!

Set a small goal, and when I enter the Hero Association, I will directly target S!

This way, Chuixue will rush to hug his thigh.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Fang Yuan closed the shop early and lay down in bed devoutly.

When the alarm rang, Fang Yuan immediately opened the butter and disappeared into the attic again.

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