Jason shook his head and strode towards the martial arts gym.

Soon, it disappeared into the night.

"It's in the storybook. Do you want to brush off your clothes and go away?"

"It's a pity that I don't have the ability."

Jia Youcai shook his head, then looked at his arrogant master and shook his head again.

Finally, Jia Youcai looked at the Chen Mansion that was in flames and shook his head again.

Only, this time, it was with a sigh.

It seemed extremely sad.

…

Jason walked towards Wuguan Street neither fast nor slowly.

Superhuman perception is always aware of the surroundings.

Unfortunately, there is nothing unusual about it.

"Just to silence the people in the Chen family?"

"Turn a blind eye to me, the person who caused the failure of their operation?"

"Or are you holding off on taking action because you think you're not strong enough?"

There is no doubt that the latter is more consistent with the answer.

Jason didn't have any dissatisfaction with this.

On the contrary, he was full of expectations.

After what happened today, the next time someone from the 'Pursuant Rebirth Cult' comes, they will definitely be more powerful, and the more powerful people will naturally bring better 'food'.

"I must control my strength."

"Present yourself to be only slightly better than the people they send."

"As long as the disguise is appropriate, there is a high probability that the 'Pursuant Cult' can become my transport team."

Jason's pace quickened as he thought about such things.

The two soldiers guarding the door of the martial arts hall also saw Jason who was undisguised.

"Master Mu!"

The two soldiers bowed and saluted.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Jason said these words and pushed the door directly in.

Although it has no real effect, it is a fact that he stayed here for almost a night.

With such a fact, it is appropriate to say thank you.

"Master, you are back!"

Doubao, who had been guarding the lobby, rushed out of the lobby when he heard the noise coming from outside the hospital. When he saw Jason safe and sound, he immediately let out a shout of surprise.

Doubao, who had been worried all night, finally felt relieved.

Then, he picked up the load and began to sweep Jason's body.

It's not that kind of feather duster, but it's made of thin strips of cloth. It's thicker than the dust thread, but the shape is similar.

Snap, snap.

With a crisp sound, the dust on Jason's body was swept away.

"Master, please remember that some strong men will poison their opponents."

"It's either poisonous powder or poisonous insects."

"These things usually don't hurt people, but they will activate when exposed to light or heat."

Doubao said as he carefully cleaned it again.

After finishing, he blew up the duster, brought Jason a basin of hot water, and put the towel and soap aside.

"Master, wash up quickly."

"I left a supper for you."

"After washing, let's eat."

Doubao walked briskly towards the back of the yard. All her hot dishes were in the basket. At this time, it was just right to bring them out, but the raw beef porridge took some effort.

"good."

Jason smiled and agreed.

What's more wonderful than food?

Naturally, late night food.

When the night is quiet, a pot of crayfish, a handful of meat skewers, a plate of flower hair, and two bottles of beer are life.

What if you want to compare your life?

The crayfish should be spicy, the skewers should be big meat skewers with more cumin, the scallops should be the same and half, and the bottle of wine should be ice cold.

When the beer bottle is opened with a "pop" and the gas rolls with the wine, that is the source of happiness.

As for more?

Jason ignored it.

The secret of bean buns?

He didn't like to dig up other people's secrets, especially when this person prepared a midnight snack for him.

Raw beef porridge in a casserole.

In the iron pot with a cage, there is lotus root soup.

Inside the cage are egg rice rolls, shrimp meat rice rolls and mandarin duck rice rolls.

The same three discs, all coded in them.

In the middle are two plates of chicken feet and ribs.

"Has the host washed it yet?"

"hurry up!"

Doubao quickly set up the table and began to serve the plates.

Jason walked over quickly, unable to hide the smile on his face.

Although I no longer have the best combination in my mind, eating something is better than nothing.

While Jason picked up the chopsticks, Doubao ran to the front yard to clean up the washbasin, and then reluctantly walked out with two nights of egg soup - this was the leftover rice rolls from making rice rolls.

The leftovers of bean bags are not willing to be wasted.

"You two, thank you for your hard work. Have a drink. You made it yourself."

Doubao handed the two bowls of egg soup to the two soldiers, turned around and left.

She doesn't like patrols, nor does she like soldiers.

In her hometown, these two types of people are more terrifying existences than bandits.

But now, she is in the martial arts gym.

You have to consider it for the owner of the museum. Some things cannot be left to others to affect the reputation of the museum owner.

The door of the martial arts hall creaked shut again.

However, the two soldiers guarding the door were smiling happily.

There is nothing better than staying here on a slightly cold night and having a night of soup to warm your body.

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Jason heard the words at the courtyard door, nodded slightly, and didn't care anymore.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to the supper in front of him.

What could be more important than eating?

Therefore, when the bean bags returned, everything on the table had been cleared.

Doubao was stunned.

When she left just now, the table was full.

Although the owner can eat it, is it too fast?

"Have you finished eating?"
To be continued...