Wei He practiced it three times in one go, until his hands were red and he couldn't bear it anymore, then he sighed and replaced him with the next person.

"How's it going?" Third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu was eating dried meat on the side. It seemed to be some kind of dried rat. He had a thin rat leg in his mouth, which looked a little disgusting.

"Not bad." Wei He nodded.

"This skin resurfacing requires perseverance. After all, it is quite painful. But for others, I might worry that they won't be able to persevere, but you don't have that problem." Cheng Shaojiu said with a smile.

He said, getting closer, the smile on his face lowered.

"Chen Biao is dead. He was found dead in his yard a few days ago."

He lowered his voice and meant something.

In this era, death is a very common thing. No one cares if a gangster dies.

But this Chen Biao is different.

Cheng Shaojiu knew it, and Wei He also knew it.

"Oh." Wei He responded dully.

"And his two followers also died together." Cheng Shaojiu patted Wei He on the shoulder with a complicated expression.

He gained a new understanding of the ruthlessness of Junior Brother Wei in front of him.

I just told him that Chen Biao was injured a while ago, and now all three of them are dead. How could it be such a coincidence?

If he said it was not Wei He's hand, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.

Thinking back carefully, Junior Brother Wei's movements were so fast and so ruthless that he felt a chill in his back.

Cheng Shaojiu has been in the Shanquan courtyard for so long and has seen a lot of young people of all kinds, but this is the first time he has seen someone as fierce and powerful as Wei He.

Fortunately, there are people in his family who use similar methods, and Cheng Shaojiu doesn't have any different opinions.

"This world..." He sighed.

Wei He was silent. He knew that Cheng Shaojiu had guessed it, but there was no evidence for this kind of thing, and no one could do anything against him.

"Not to mention this, the price of pork in the city has increased recently. We martial arts practitioners cannot lack meat. Although other meats can be eaten except pigs, they taste like this rat fuck and always feel uncomfortable.

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Cheng Shaojiu quickly returned to normal and talked about other things.

Wei He listened, just listening, occasionally responding to show that he was not distracted.

The two quickly turned their attention to other places.

He didn't say a few words, but soon Senior Brother Zhao Hong led several female disciples wearing Huishan Quan into the courtyard with a dull face.

"master."

These female disciples were round and thick-waisted, but only one of them was pretty, slender, with bulging breasts and delicate skin.

In comparison, even Wei Ying, the second sister of Wei He, was outclassed.

Most of the men who were practicing skin polishing were attracted to this female disciple.

This woman still has a faint cleanliness about her that ordinary poor people don't have.

Wei He also noticed these people and couldn't help but look at the most conspicuous female disciple a few more times.

"It's because the women's college has been disbanded and they've all been merged. They say there aren't enough people." Cheng Shaojiu whispered from the side.

"Third senior brother, you are well-informed. Do you know the most beautiful junior sister?" A man from the side came over and asked with a smile.

"Of course we know her." Cheng Shaojiu nodded, "But don't make any assumptions about her. Her name is Jiang Su. She is the second daughter of the Jiang family who is famous in the town. She has a lot of money and her talent is one of the best in the women's college. I think she is just like Xiao Ran.

A little stronger than her.

The most important thing is that this junior sister doesn't have a very good temperament." At this point, he shook his head, obviously not interested in Jiang Su.

Wei He listened silently and didn't say anything.

He has been secretly searching for the situation of his eldest sister and his parents.

Sister, the trouble now is that even the entire Blackwater Gang is gradually decreasing in number, becoming more and more depressed, and is about to be wiped out.

As for his parents, only Cheng Shaojiu got the news, which was the confirmed news of his disappearance.

There is no other way.

So right now, his mind is not focused on the opposite sex at all. All he thinks about all day long is to practice martial arts well, and after he has some capital to establish himself, he can secretly search for the whereabouts of his relatives.

No matter what, his parents and eldest sister gave him a lot of care and support when he first came here.

He is a person who doesn't recognize blood ties, only friendship. He doesn't care about blood ties, but he has to return this love.

"Look, everyone who went to talk to us has returned." Cheng Shaojiu said with a smile and some gloating. "Junior sister Jiang is not in the same circle as us. It's better for you to wake up."

Wei He heard this and looked over.

Sure enough, the few senior brothers who gathered around were dismissed by the new junior sister Jiang Su with a cold face.

Jiang Su looked around, then walked to a corner alone and began to polish her skin. She didn't know why a girl would choose Huishan Quan, a martial art that damages the skin.

Cheng Shaojiu and the other senior brothers chatted and gossiped for a while, and when they saw that they had nothing to say, they naturally left.

Wei He didn't take it seriously, rested for a while, and continued to move forward to start the second round of skin grinding.

In the past few days, he has realized that the final bit of black in his heart is about to be completed.

So I had a sense of expectation in my heart, and I started practicing with great energy.

It's just this last bit of black. The more you look forward to it, the slower it feels.

Time flies by.

Day by day training slowly passed. The black color of the Realm Breaking Pearl became denser and denser, and the last bit of blank space became smaller and smaller.

The microdermabrasion stage also slowly began to deepen.

According to Old Man Zheng's rules, microdermabrasion only provides two months. If you can't successfully get started with microdermabrasion in two months, then it will be impossible to succeed again.

This means that if one’s personal qualifications are not good enough, no matter how hard one practices, one’s achievements will be limited.

There are six brothers in total who are grinding skin with Wei He.

Including Wei He, there are seven people.

Wei He kept his head down and practiced hard without saying a word or making a sound.

Suddenly one morning.

Third senior brother Cheng Shaojiu rarely talks a lot, which is a bit abnormal.

Wei He had just taken off his coat and was about to roll up his sleeves and start practicing, when he saw two senior fellow apprentices who had worked together in the past, wearing full clothes and carrying luggage, quietly going out from the side door.

"They don't practice kung fu at this time...?" A person on the side said in surprise.

"No more practice. They won't practice anymore." Cheng Shaojiu said calmly.

Several people around him understood and fell silent.

There was only one junior fellow student who had just started this month, and he looked confused and didn't understand.

Not far away, Old Man Zheng started to show off again, explaining the Huishan Quan's move system to the newcomers.

From time to time, I would take the wicker and pull it out.

The new boys could only endure it, and some of them hurriedly went to the inner room to bring out snacks.

Lao Zheng kept showing off and slowing down the pace as always. The scene was the same as when Wei He started.

Wei He was silent and calculated the time it would take for him to polish his skin.

There's still half a month left, and if it doesn't work, he has no choice but to leave sadly.

Thinking of this, he rolled up his sleeves silently, walked to a wooden basin, and started a new day of skin polishing.

Cheng Shaojiu didn't say much at the side, and walked to the corner by himself to start practicing with others.

The courtyard of Nuoda is divided into three areas, one for newcomers, one for skin grinding, and one for actual training. The ground in the middle is separated by a white and gray line, which is clearly distinguishable.

Time continues to pass day by day.

The two-month deadline is getting closer and closer.

Soon, two more people could not bear the psychological pressure and left early.

There are also new people joining the dermabrasion stage.

Wei He tried hard silently, but the redness in his fists quickly faded, but they failed to reach the level of cowhide.

Only when you reach the level of cowhide can you really stay and continue to practice. Otherwise, without this foundation, you will not be able to practice Huishanquan, and it will be useless to stay.

Soon, there are only five days left.

In your own house.

In the afternoon, Wei He came back from the yard, sat on a stool and rested for a while, and was about to get up to eat.

With a click, the wooden door was gently pushed open.
To be continued...