After a moment,

boom!

The wooden dummy just exploded.

The wood was torn apart and charred black, as if explosives were buried.

"this?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Includes bean bags.

Doubao is the person closest to Mubai, so she naturally knows Mubai's strength. She is not surprised by the previous punch. Mubai can sometimes do it when practicing in private.

However, the current punch is absolutely impossible.

Could it be...

'Is it what mother said that cannot be broken or established?'

'The museum owner has gone through the previous injuries. Not only has there been no hidden wounds, but he has also taken a step closer?'

Doubao's eyes lit up when he thought of this.

"You, the owner?"

Doubao asked tentatively.

"Um."

"I happen to have some insights."

Jason nodded and answered, then looked at the martial arts disciples who were stunned and stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you continue?"

"Yes, owner."

"Understood, Master."

The disciples immediately came to their senses and started practicing again one by one.

Compared to before, the disciples at this time were working harder.

After Jason glanced at it, his eyes turned to the bean bag.

"I just had some insights, I'm going to take a look around."

Jason said.

"Well, host, you can go ahead."

"Remember to come back during lunch."

Doubao warned.

"good."

Jason, who had already turned around and walked out of the martial arts hall, curled up his lips. He found that the bean buns were really good. Not to mention anything else, just for three meals a day, he felt like he couldn't live without them.

'The scene just now should be enough.'

Jason recalled the expressions of those disciples and was confident that by the afternoon, he was not injured, but the news of his great improvement in skill would spread throughout the mountain city.

These disciples just spend money to learn martial arts and are not disciples who enter the family.

Naturally, I won't keep any secrets from him.

In fact, I should have come with different thoughts today.

However, these are not important.

When others pay, he hands in fists.

It can also convey some information to the outside world, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

Jason is confident that when such news is passed on, some people will believe it, but these people are very few, and more people will not believe it, or even think that he is spreading suspicion.

Then!

The bonus he offers himself will become more and more attractive.

'Come on more!'

'It's better to bring 'food'.'

Jason thought expectantly.

He has harvested a wave of big investors in the mountain city, and the remaining "retail investors" will naturally also want to reap a wave. It is really a win-win situation.

'The reputation of the main mission has reached 80. It has skyrocketed due to the assassination last night.'

'Reaching 100 sooner than expected...huh?'

Jason glanced at the main mission, and suddenly his eyes froze.

He saw a wonton stall.

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life was standing behind the carrying pole packing.

Obviously, we are ready to close the stall.

Jason had met the owner of this wonton stall once. His face and body shape have not changed now, but the previous owner was not infected with the 'death energy'!

Under his [Death Aura Sense], Jason could confirm that the owner of this wonton stall had just killed someone.

Moreover, the body is in the alley behind.

'Are you here for the bonus?'

'still……'

'Accident?'

Jason thought as he stood in front of the wonton stall.

"Master Mu, would you like a bowl of wontons?"

Zhao Laosi, who was closing the stall, raised his head and showed a shrewd smile.

It was as if he was happy that he could finally sell the remaining wontons.

"Um."

Jason nodded.

"Okay, please wait a moment."

"Would you like an egg?"

Zhao Laosi asked.

"add."

Jason answered in the affirmative, and then stood in front of the wonton stall and watched Zhao Laosi getting busy.

At this time, it was already morning, and busy people on the martial arts street passed by in a hurry, but when they saw the tall and burly Jason, they would slow down, with curiosity on their faces and inquiring eyes.

Obviously, what happened in Zuixian Tower last night is already known to everyone in the city.

However, no one came to disturb me.

For ordinary people in the mountain city, the owner of Wuguan Street is already out of the category of ordinary people.

In addition, after the existence of Li Deshang and the appearance of some rumors and rumors, these people were still in awe no matter how curious they were.

The same thing happened to Zhao Laosi in front of him.

While cooking the wontons, he looked at Jason secretly from time to time, but didn't dare to look any further.

Everything is normal.

But Jason felt a little strange for no reason.

Zhao Laosi in front of him looked a little unnatural.

But Jason couldn't tell exactly what was unnatural about it.

However, the wontons are very tasty.

Although he hasn't eaten it yet, Jason can already smell the smell.

Even in his mind, Jason was already guessing the taste of wontons, especially when paired with the soup, it must taste good.

"Master Mu, chopped green onion and coriander?"

"Both."

"The vinegar and pepper are there."

Zhao Laosi pointed to the corner of the stall and started to make soup for Jason. A little seaweed, dried shrimps, salt and pepper were diluted by the hot soup, and the original flavor immediately bloomed, with emerald green chopped green onions and coriander rolling around.

When they reached the upper level of the bowl, the poached eggs were immediately put into the bowl, and when the white wontons were poured into the bowl one by one, they complemented the green color even more.

Two drops of sesame oil make this bowl of wontons even more mouth-watering.
To be continued...