It all starts with killing the vicious dog

Chapter 65 Flying Knife
"I won't go back to the village, let's stay in the county, how about having dinner outside later?" Zhao Shanhe laughed.

"Listen to you." Wang Yuqing nodded.

After leaving Wanghai Tower, the two came to a supermarket.

I picked and bought some daily necessities, and then went back to the Lihu villa area.

At dusk, Zhao Shanhe and Wang Yuqing came to a restaurant.

Eat different meals so you won't get bored.

A restaurant that has been in business for a long time must have its merits.

The catering industry has low barriers to entry, just like big waves washing the sand, with great competitiveness.

"This shredded pork with green pepper is not bad." Zhao Shanhe praised.

"The fragrance of green peppers and meat are preserved," Wang Yuqing echoed.

"This spicy chicken is much worse." Zhao Shanhe said.

Hearing this, the 37-year-old proprietress Xu Qing walked over from the counter, frowned and said, "Handsome guy, pretty girl, are you not satisfied with my food?"

"Sister, the food is pretty good," Zhao Shanhe quickly explained.

"If you have any comments, feel free to raise them." Xu Qing smiled.

"This spicy chicken," Zhao Shanhe said bluntly.

"Thank you." Xu Qing said sincerely.

There are thousands of kinds of people, and those who run restaurants will inevitably encounter customers who make irresponsible remarks.

There is no need to pay attention to the opinions put forward by a few or ordinary customers, after all, it is difficult to agree with each other.

It is a restaurant's honor that customers who are proficient in cooking are willing to give advice.

Xu Qing, who is not bad at cooking, doesn't know what Zhao Shanhe said makes sense?
After chatting for a while, Xu Qing walked into the kitchen and tried to make a spicy chicken.

"Honey, the spicy chicken you made is so delicious." Restaurant owner Guo Dachuan couldn't help but praise.

"This method was taught to me by the customer at table three." Xu Qing said.

"Fragrant and spicy, delicious." Guo Dachuan tasted a piece and looked outside at table No. [-].

"You know him?" Xu Qing asked.

"You don't know?" Guo Dachuan asked back.

"Tell me." Xu Qing was curious.

"That woman is Wang Yuqing, the owner of Wanghai Tower, and that man is a big shot, the richest man in our county, and the big anchor of the Huoyan platform, Axiong Zhao." Guo Dachuan said.

Originally, he didn't recognize Zhao Shanhe, who is proficient in cooking and accompanied by beautiful women, but after thinking about it carefully, he knew who it was.

"Let's take a photo with them?" Xu Qing suggested.

"Zhao Shanhe never took photos with others, forget it, so as not to be embarrassed." Guo Dachuan said.

After eating and drinking enough, Wang Yuqing went to pay the bill.

"Beauty, I won't accept the money, thank you for your guidance." Xu Qing refused to accept the money.

"Thank you, sister." Wang Yuqing thanked her.

Meals cost over a hundred dollars, which is not a lot, Wang Yuqing did not shirk.

"Come here often when you are free." Xu Qing said with a smile.

"En." Wang Yuqing nodded.

They exchanged contact information, and then left Sunny Restaurant.

"The boss and the lady boss seem to be in harmony." Wang Yuqing said while walking.

"A small shop, two couples, very happy." Zhao Shanhe laughed.

"Aren't you happy?" Wang Yuqing asked.

"With you by my side, I am very happy." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.

Strolling through the dimly lit streets and shopping malls, the two returned to the Lihu villa area.

Exercise your body, practice exercises, sleep until you wake up naturally.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Zhao Shanhe hung up the phone and drove away from the county.

The phone call was from his father, Zhao Tiezhu. Tan Wei, a math teacher in junior high school, passed away. He should go there because of emotion and reason.

The classmates who have the best relationship with him are those who share the same dormitory in high school and college.

The best teachers for him were mathematics, physics, and chemistry teachers in junior high school.

The former teacher, like a burning candle, burned himself and illuminated the students.

When they were studying in Longshan No. [-] Junior Middle School, teachers of mathematics, physics, and chemistry gave them supplementary lessons for free, and printed test papers for them at their own expense.

"Study mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and I'm not afraid to travel all over the world. If it weren't for Mr. Tan and the others, I wouldn't have been admitted to Southeast University of Technology."

Zhao Shanhe is never sad unless he can't help it.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

The past events echoed in his mind, and his heart was inexplicably sad.

As for tears?He hadn't cried for many years.

Perhaps the tears had already been shed, or perhaps he had grown up and his endurance had improved a lot.

Driving to Qinjiaba, the sound of firecrackers, gongs and drums sounded from time to time.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhao Shanhe walked towards Teacher Tan's home.

After giving a thousand, he looked at Teacher Tan who was lying in the ice coffin.

To calm down, Zhao Shanhe looked at the old house.

"Teacher Qin's family's conditions are mediocre, so find an opportunity to take care of his descendants."

After listening to the stranger's conversation, Zhao Shanhe decided to sponsor Tan Xinghua, the only son of Teacher Tan.

Nowadays, many teachers have a good way of making money, and they don't have teacher ethics, so they don't deserve his respect.

When he was in junior high school, Teacher Tan spent a lot of time, energy, and money on him and many of his classmates.

A young man came over and asked uncertainly, "Zhao Shanhe?"

"Li Yunxiao?" Zhao Shanhe replied.

"Why are you here?" Li Yunxiao, a junior high school classmate, asked.

"Teacher Tan is your teacher, isn't it my teacher?" Zhao Shanhe said.

"I heard that you are doing well now?" Li Yunxiao asked knowingly.

"So-so." Zhao Shanhe said casually.

"We still have a few students coming from our class." Li Yunxiao said.

"We haven't seen each other for more than seven years, right?" Zhao Shanhe sighed in his heart.

"We haven't seen each other since we graduated from junior high school." Li Yunxiao echoed.

"By the way, what does Tan Xinghua do?" Zhao Shanhe asked.

"He and his wife both taught in our former school," Li Yunxiao said.

"Oh." Zhao Shanhe responded.

After staying for more than an hour, Zhao Shanhe drove back to Zhaojiawan.

"When my school is completed, I will invite the teacher's son and daughter-in-law over."

After dispelling the messy thoughts, Zhao Shanhe returned home, walked into the basement, and entered the system space.

When he came outside the tower, on a whim, he bought [-] throwing knives with killing value.

"You can buy a black iron throwing knife for one level-three killing value, which is of good quality and low price."

If you kill a red level nine vicious dog, you can get 560 level three killing points.

Among the passer-by bracelets, there is a storage space with a length, width, and height of ten meters. It is easy to store one hundred thousand black iron throwing knives.

Arriving at the territory of the third-level yellow dog, Zhao Shanhe's heart skipped a beat, and he had an extra throwing knife in his hand.

Avoiding the energy attack of the third-level yellow dog, he slapped the dog's palm with his left hand, and shot out the flying knife in his right hand.

"The flying knife missed the vicious dog, come again!"

"It's a little short, go on."

The third-level yellow dog has a strong fighting power, and he felt that the third-level yellow dog would definitely be able to instantly kill the sweeping monk among the dragons.

The throwing knives in Passerby A's bracelet kept decreasing, and Zhao Shanhe's throwing knives became more and more accurate.

"Within 300 meters, the hit rate is [-]%."

The third-level yellow dog has a strong dodging ability, with a distance of nearly 300 meters and three hits out of ten, which is already very powerful.

"Within 300 meters, the hit rate is about [-]%."

With the blessing of physical strength and innate qi, Zhao Shanhe's throwing knife is as fast as lightning.

"The hit rate is [-]%, and the kill rate is less than [-]%."

It's one thing to hit a yellow dog with a flying knife, but another to kill it with a single blow.

Hearing the ringing of the alarm clock, Zhao Shanhe paused in awe.

The next morning, he entered the vicious dog space in the system again to practice throwing knives.

"Within 300 meters, the hit rate is [-]%, and the kill rate has exceeded [-]%."

After Zhao Shanhe thought about it, he decided to extend the attack distance.

His current physical strength is about 3000 jin, plus the ten thousand years of innate qi, the killing range of the throwing knife is at least [-] meters.

After trying a distance of 400 meters, the hit rate of the throwing knife is close to [-]%.

The attack distance becomes 500 meters, and the hit rate of the throwing knife drops to about [-]%.

The third-level yellow dog reacts quickly and moves very fast. Even if the speed of the knife far exceeds the speed of sound and the distance is a little farther, the throwing knife he throws may be avoided by the third-level yellow dog.

(End of this chapter)