Chapter 14: Mo Youqian
[Fought with a cute loli (Pfft, you beast!), gained 1 experience point.]
[Xing Yi Quan Lv1: You are an absolute weakling. If someone like you walked down the street at night, your corpse would be found in a dark corner the next day, your chrysanthemum turned into a sunflower, blooming eight petals towards the sun! (Experience 93/100)]
Having gained 1 more experience point, Mo Fei lay on the ground with a smile, feeling that the punch he took to the face wasn't in vain.
Mindy hadn't held back with that punch; Mo Fei's face was already bruised.
Speaking of which, Mo Fei also felt a pang of sadness. Although Mindy usually seemed gentle and cute towards Mo Fei, almost always compliant, during training she immediately transformed into a strict teacher, iron-faced and Wu Qing, capable of delivering harsh blows!
However, Mindy wasn't really trying to kill Mo Fei. After all, he was her dearest older brother, and she couldn't force him to grow quickly by draining his life force.
The reason Mindy did this was because of a potion jointly developed by Mo Fei's parents and her master. No matter what the injury, it could quickly heal a person without damaging their fundamental essence.
Although Mo Fei was beaten quite badly by her, a quick application of the potion would heal him, and then he would be subjected to her torment again.
When she herself was undergoing training, it was much the same.
It was just that the potion was very precious, and the stock wasn't much, but for something used on her brother, no matter how expensive, it was worth it.
"Brother, get up, continue!" Mindy's small face was tight, not smiling, afraid that if she wasn't serious enough, Mo Fei would also joke around, and then nothing would ever be learned!
"Okay, okay, I'm getting up."
Mo Fei tried a carp jump... but didn't get up.
He had overestimated his stamina.
After a moment of silence, Mo Fei still rolled over and got up by himself.
How embarrassing!
Continue!
It had to be said, the experience points gained from practicing martial arts were too hard to come by; he had to spar with Mindy for at least ten to twenty minutes to get 1 experience point.
Unlike his medical skill experience, where he could gain 1 experience point just by treating one person.
"I can't, Mindy, I can't!"
Mo Fei collapsed to the ground, lying spread-eagle, weakly waving his hand at Mindy, who still wanted to continue. He truly couldn't go on.
Sweating profusely, as if he'd been pulled from Water, and completely exhausted, Mo Fei wanted nothing now but his adorable little bed.
"Alright." Mindy smiled helplessly. In truth, Mo Fei was far from his limit and still had much potential to tap. If he persisted and broke through his limits, Mo Fei's growth rate would be even faster. But Mo Fei lacked that kind of perseverance!
However, Mindy was already very satisfied with Mo Fei's progress. Although the training time was short, Mo Fei's progress was visibly rapid, even faster than her own when she was training, and he hadn't endured the same hardships she had then.
This made Mindy wonder if Mo Fei was, in fact, the legendary super genius?
The World of cheaters is not understood by ordinary people.
"Speaking of which, Brother, you're progressing so fast; that Xing Yi Quan manual is indeed indispensable. It's very suitable for practicing moves and forms, and for building a foundation."
Mindy began to apply medicine to Mo Fei, to reduce swelling and relieve pain. In just one night, Mo Fei would be fully recovered.
"Hmmph, hmmph." Mo Fei grunted comfortably twice, not replying, but his heart understood: Silly sister, do you really think it's the Xing Yi Quan manual's credit?
It's all thanks to the cheat I have!
"I've looked up a lot of information on Xing Yi Quan, and there isn't a very famous Xing Yi master named Mo Youqian. Instead, there are many Xing Yi con artists named Mo Youqian."
"Perhaps it's an unworldly recluse master!" Mo Fei said.
"That's true." Mindy thought for a moment. She knew that in ancient Huaxia, there were many recluses like Tao Yuanming: "But why did this thing fall from that Old Beggar?"
"Perhaps it was his unworthy descendant, or he just picked it up..."
[Fought with a cute loli (Pfft, you beast!), gained 1 experience point.]
[Xing Yi Quan Lv1: You are an absolute weakling. If someone like you walked down the street at night, your corpse would be found in a dark corner the next day, your chrysanthemum turned into a sunflower, blooming eight petals towards the sun! (Experience 96/100)]
...The next day.
The morning sun rose, radiating brilliant light, and the dazzling golden sunlight bathed the World, dressing the New York World in a layer of splendid gold.
Chinatown, in a small house not far from Mo's Clinic.
A young woman, wearing pajamas, walked out of her bedroom, her eyes still hazy with sleep, it was already close to noon.
There was no helping it; people in her line of work were almost all night owls.
And the young woman was a very attractive beauty, with shoulder-length light blonde hair, distinct facial contours, a high-bridged nose, emerald-like eyes, healthy tanned skin, and sword-like eyebrows that gave her a heroic look.
When Daisy came out of the bedroom and entered the living room, her pupils suddenly constricted.
A man covered in blood was unconscious in her living room.
It was a black-haired middle-aged man wearing a long black trench coat and his hair slicked back. He was tall but not handsome, with an ordinary appearance.
His chest was wrapped in bandages, but judging by the spreading bloodstains, there were at least seven or eight bullet wounds.
One of the wounds was very close to his heart.
"Oh my God, I, Daisy, have been law-abiding since childhood, never cursed anyone, never fought, and even got a little red flower in kindergarten. Why did I encounter such a terrible thing?"
However, Daisy didn't scream like those big-chested, brainless women. Instead, she cautiously opened the door and checked if there were any bloodstains outside her house.
Fortunately, this man was quite careful and hadn't left any traceable bloodstains.
If there had indeed been a trail of blood leading to her, then she would have no choice but to throw the man out and quickly run away herself.
Don't blame her for being heartless; this was a matter of life and death.
Helping others is a kindness; not helping is simply doing one's duty.
Who would be willing to risk their life to help a stranger?
If someone did, Daisy would respect him as a true man!
Breathing a sigh of relief, Daisy then checked the man's breath.
He wasn't dead yet.
"But what should I do with him?"
Daisy was in a difficult position. If she called the Police, she had a criminal record herself and couldn't afford to be exposed. If she just left him here to die, then how would she dispose of the body?
Someone might accidentally see it and think she was the killer... a black pot would firmly be placed on her head.
"And I don't know if this person is good or bad."
Daisy reached out and searched the man's body, finding his identification.
"Frank Castle, CIA Agent..."