Chapter 7: Can Martial Arts?

I actually agree with this; if I were given Batman's fortune, who the hell would still go save the world? I wouldn't have time for anything but eating, drinking, and having fun

... ... 6 ... ... 60,000

No, aren't you from the intelligence department? Why are you even in charge of this?

Xiao Li was left with no choice by her. From a distance, she told Bi Fang about this matter, which I still find quite absurd to this day, and she remained silent for a long time.

"I can't believe it, go to the police station. What use is it to look for me regarding a bank robbery?" I was puzzled, has Chen the Fatty become addicted to seeking me out?

The old dog gently touched the suit with a hole burned in it and said to Bi Fang: "In the future, if anything happens, just watch; do not get involved at all."

I suppressed the urge to slap him and tried to communicate with him. However, at this moment, I desperately wanted to slap him. For sixty thousand yuan, rob a bank? Is it because he knows his time is up and is preparing to buy a grave?

That scoundrel still owes us 60,000 yuan

Indeed, there is a saying that when one is well-fed and warm, they think of lust, while poverty breeds the desire to steal. The words of our ancestors are universally true and can be applied across different cultures.

People are always selfish. If it were me, I would absolutely believe that I could never save the lives of all beings in the world. Of course, if there is money to be made, occasionally saving a few wouldn't be a problem.

Little Li's eyes held a hint of sadness as he nodded

It has started now. Rose and monthly season? Who wrote this? It sounds just like a gynecological medicine, absolutely unacceptable. The old dog took out the first piece, read it aloud, and provided commentary. Bi Fang was almost too embarrassed to show his face.

I stopped him: "You need to cooperate with us fully, or it may result in casualties." This is what we agreed upon in the taxi; we must maintain an air of mystery, mystery!

I was completely deceived by Fatty Chen. Fortunately, Old Wang is honest and knows us; otherwise, if we had sacrificed ourselves, that 60,000 yuan wouldn't even cover our funeral expenses. At that point, we would probably have to buy a burial plot for five people.

I rely on it, old dog.

The old dog widened its eyes, its mouth stuffed with something, mumbling indistinctly: "Damn, is this a bank robbery or the Kosovo War? A man with a stick? Is he wielding the Golden Cudgel?"

At this moment, the old dog turned its eyes and said: "Wang Ba, can you create an explosion?"

Xiaoyue always speaks like this, leaving half of her words unsaid, never providing explanations, never asking for reasons, and certainly not posing any strange questions. However, Bi Fang, the little friend, is quite different. Her misty big eyes blink at us, and then the fire of gossip ignites fiercely. She resorts to both pouting and acting cute; in any case, she is well-versed in everything from the eighteen forbidden touches to the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty. As long as she does not receive a satisfactory answer, she can keep us both occupied until June of next year. However, Bi Fang, the little friend, is quite different. Her misty big eyes blink at us, and then the fire of gossip ignites fiercely. She resorts to both pouting and acting cute; in any case, she is well-versed in everything from the eighteen forbidden touches to the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty. As long as she does not receive a satisfactory answer, she can keep us both occupied until June of next year

Xiao Li and I exchanged glances, both at a loss for how to communicate this matter to Old Dog. Everyone knows Old Dog is quite stubborn; unless he comes to a realization on his own, no amount of persuasion will be effective.

Then I looked at Bi Fang and said, "Here is your performance."

Don't think about it; as soon as I hear this tune, I know who it is. Isn't it that high-achieving Cambridge graduate from yesterday, old Wang Ba

Following him, we wound through a mountain road with eighteen twists and turns, and then we saw layers upon layers of police officers armed to the teeth

Then we will catch you

The old dog, seeing our expressions and gazes, became furious: "What the hell are you all looking at me with that kind of gaze?" Then, he leaped from the second floor, landing perfectly, with a difficulty coefficient of 9.75. He sat between us, one arm around me and the other around Xiao Li.

The old dog continued, "Either we catch you, and the money belongs to us, or we fake it, and you take the money, treating it as a loan from us. You choose one." The old dog was clever; he didn't want to get into a deadlock with this ancient tortoise over 60,000 yuan, so he provided us with a way out.

Are there any benefits

Little Li interrupted him, saying: "Quickly get to the point"

You should leave as well. Wait outside in the periphery" Xiao Yue said again

At the very least, we should be a bit stronger than Spider-Man and the Hulk, right? Well, perhaps a bit poorer than Batman

Before Old Wang could speak, Bi Fang jumped out and said: "I can."

Little Li touched his burning cheeks: "Let's call it a thunderclap, otherwise we might disband before we even start"

Novels are all fabricated

"So how much did you take?" This must be asked, as it pertains to our compensation

Finally, it has arrived, follow me, follow me

After Wang Lao Er left, the old dog said, "I am tired," and went upstairs to sleep

I took a look at them; Bi Fang was already itching to get started, and the old dog was also eager to try.

Is this Xiao Yang? This is Chen. Have you all seen the news? Hearing his voice, I put the phone on speaker.

Xiaoyue replied: "Let's eat first." Her words were like an imperial decree; regardless of those eager to try or those itching to get started, they all immediately ceased their activities and focused on eating, and their speed increased significantly

Xiao Li's perspective is always different from ours; his leaps of thought are beyond our tracking. He took out a piece of paper, tore it into five parts, and said to us: "We need a name for our group. Look at those names like Super Junior and TVXQ; even those ragtag groups have names. Write down what you like on the paper, and we'll draw lots to decide."

The old dog complained: "Usually, when watching films, there are codes; now, even when fighting a small monster, there are still codes. Is this living or not living?"

How much money do you lack? Is it worth robbing a bank? Personally, I believe that lacking three to five hundred thousand is not a reason to resort to bank robbery

Alright ... ... then

I... did not say it, it was Xiaoyue's.

I find this quite boring, but seeing their enthusiasm, I casually wrote a name and stuffed it into the shoebox

After a long silence, she finally managed to say: "What does this mean? Are we supposed to do something?"

I suddenly thought of a serious question: "How did the monsters disappear for such a long time, and how was 'Journey to the West' written?" I have always been puzzled, as 'Journey to the West' was written during the Song or Ming Dynasty, yet it features so many monsters.

Bi Fang had one foot on the sofa and one hand pointing at the old dog: "Do you still have any shame left? Is there anyone as corrupt and biased as you?"

Brother, you are my own brother. Let's settle this matter first before we discuss this, shall we? He has already blown up several riot control vehicles.

However, there are some complications with the old dog. He now knows that his father died for him, and he must be feeling incredibly guilty inside. As he suppresses these feelings, he might become psychologically distorted, like the midnight killer or the chainsaw murderer depicted in novels and television shows. Meanwhile, Xiao Li and I have no effective solutions, which is quite distressing. If the old dog were to go on a rampage like Ma Jiajue, I would be fine, but Xiao Li might end up hiding in the closet.

I stepped forward and pointed at the several police officers, saying: "Not leaving? Then let it flow with blood."

Xiaoyue was still busy in the kitchen by herself, and dinner would soon be served. Just as I was about to go up and knock on the door to call Old Dog down for dinner, the room door suddenly opened, and Old Dog emerged, looking invigorated, dressed in a suit he hadn't worn in many years, with a checkered shirt underneath. His hair was neatly styled, making him look just like a young white-collar worker.

He stood on the second floor, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, and waved to us: "Brothers, a brand new day has begun, and we must embrace the morning sun"

My heart has completely settled down; Xiaoyue has joined this newly established unknown criminal gang. Give me a reason not to join.

The Chinese team defeated the South Korean team with a score of 3:0. This occurrence, which happens once every thirty-two years, has happened to me; it feels like an earthquake. It seems I need to prepare for my affairs in advance.

I finished the call, and Old Wang Ba also spoke up: "I... I need money"

I was startled like a cold cicada

I stood in front of Xiaoyue and Bifang, and pulled Xiaolizi to the back, speaking to Old Wang: "Old Wu, how did you manage to rob the bank? Take your time, we are not in a hurry"

The old dogs were also amused. How could such an honest person think about robbing a bank? With his abilities, he could have become wealthy within three years.

"You caught him, and you still called me while surrounded?"

Both sides are on high alert, and the atmosphere is extremely intense

At this moment, Xiaoyue came out holding a plate of hometown tofu, playfully sticking out her tongue and saying, "I want to join in too"

While he was brewing, I made a call to Chen Pangzi, informing him that there might be a fierce battle here and advising him to pull his people back a bit further. He said that as long as we deal with this person, all the money he has taken will belong to us.

This is not surprising

Just as I was about to enter, I saw Fat Chen pacing back and forth at the door, which was quite irritating to watch. When he saw us, his orange peel-like face relaxed, and he came over to greet us

Chen Pangzi was taken aback and decisively issued a command using the walkie-talkie. By the time we approached, the police officers had already driven away from the scene.

Only a few of us and that stick-wielding robber remain in the entire forest park. He is now sitting on a rock, with his back to us, and there are ripples of water in circles around him, three meters away.

"I saw it, what happened?"

I was sitting downstairs with Xiao Li, discussing the information that Wang Lao Er just shared with us: "Do you think Wang Lao Er is reliable this time? He always does this, and I don't really believe him."

"Guardian of Humanity? Li Jieke, this is clearly written by you. Do you have any culture or not? Did you feed your university to the dogs? Why don’t you write about Southeast TV?" Little Li's rusticity is not apparent from his appearance; it is the kind that seeps and emanates slowly from his bones. Otherwise, why would he like to squat at the door to eat?

They have all rushed to the bank, yet they still possess such a strong moral perspective regarding *images*. It seems that one must have a sense of humor in life; otherwise, one might go insane. The turtle withdrew the water shield, asked for my phone number, and then sprinted and jumped into the water, disappearing with a whoosh.

I don't know, I am still feeling quite dazed, aren't you the least bit curious?

Bi Fang lowered her head in silence, frightened by the several million. If she were required to pay it back, it would take her over three hundred years of distributing flyers to repay the debt

At that moment, Xiaoyue entered with Bifang, carrying a bag of vegetables, and glanced at Xiaoli.

I think of Old Wang Ba and cannot help but let out a sigh

This time, Chen the Fatty did not even express any doubt; he gave us a salute and then quickly stepped into an off-road vehicle, leaving our sight.

Let me put it this way: we cannot get close to him at all. There seems to be a circle of something resembling water surrounding him, and bullets are ineffective against him.

After finishing our meal, we took a taxi to the Forest Park and requested an invoice, as this will be reimbursed by the government; we cannot pay out of our own pockets

I nodded: "That fellow who wrote Journey to the West is quite the storyteller, it feels just like real life"

I was frightened and quietly said to Xiao Li: "Is he out of his mind? He looks seriously ill"

However, he shows no familiarity towards us at all, and has even increased the thickness of the outer layer of bubbles.

What are you planning to do next

Is it possible to fake it? If not, then... alright

Later, we emerged from inside looking disheveled and told Chen the Fatty that the robber had been blown to pieces. Chen's expression was even worse than when he encountered Old Wang Ba earlier. We then returned to the bar, where the television had switched from reporting the bank robbery to covering a forest park fire, which had caused losses amounting to 8 million.

Xiao Li Zi and I both raised our hands in surrender

Perhaps sensing our arrival, he quickly turned around, and we could not see his face, as it was obscured by the water ripple mosaic he had created himself

Ultimately, this topic has come to an inconclusive end, yet I always feel that we have been rather passive, as if we have been toyed with by Wang Laojiu, though it doesn't quite feel that way. Nevertheless, it can be said that the various chaotic functions we possess have finally found some explanation, which can be considered a gain.

I hope you can assist me with this matter

Just after I obtained the naming rights, while we were starting to eat, the television, which had just been airing exciting advertisements, interrupted with a news report stating that the local Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, Chengnan Branch, was robbed earlier today by a man wielding a stick, causing significant damage. Fortunately, there were no casualties. Following this was a segment of on-site interview footage, revealing that half of the bank building had collapsed, and the scene was extremely chaotic

At that moment, the man with the stick also spoke up: "How... how... how... how is it... is it... is it you?"

Chen Pangzi agreed without a second thought. This is a good thing; there were no casualties, and rewards can be claimed. Who wouldn't want to do it

The power of the Golden Cudgel might be a bit greater than this; it should be a rocket launcher

They have now surrounded the suspect

Let them all go," said Xiaoyue

Xiao Li decisively shook his head and said: "This time it seems to be a real matter. I have read a bit of the old man's books, and it appears that this incident indeed exists. However, I have never heard of any great demon reincarnation. I only know that the monsters have disappeared for several thousand years, and no one knows where they went"

The old man exchanged his life for mine, didn't he

"Hmm, this one is good, let's use it, the Jade-faced King Kong." As soon as the old dog finished speaking, Bi Fang struck with a palm, the fierce force of the blow landing on the old dog's not very broad chest, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud

I tentatively asked, "Shall we go first? Or shall we eat first?"

Bi Fang cheered with delight, fearing that the world would not be chaotic enough; she was the first to support the old dog. Xiao Lizi is the senior brother of the old dog and had no reason to refuse. Now it all depends on the attitude of Xiao Yue and me. I know that if we choose to live a mundane life for the second half of our lives this time, it won't be long before I have to bid farewell to the old dog and the others.

I rely on it

I rely on it, it belongs to Bi Fang

The old dog’s expression turned serious: "I have been thinking a lot just now. The old man died because of me. Therefore, I should do something. Even if I don’t mention the suffering of the world, that would be too insincere. At the very least, I should do it for the old man. Since I have abilities that others do not, I must live well to show the old man, right? So whenever there is an opportunity, I must seize it. I want to live a more exciting life! What about you all? Shall we do it together?"

I am at the Riverside Forest Park in the southern part of the city, hurry up and come here" After saying this, Chen Pangzi hung up the phone

Chen the Fatty was puzzled: "Why?"

Then we began to discuss whether it was the Golden Cudgel or the Rocket Launcher, at which point my phone rang, and a new folk song resonated above the moon

Six... Six... Six thousand.

I rely on Little Li's.

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