Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

"In a few days, will you lead your army out of the city to suppress the bandits?"

The old man in gray also smiled and continued:

"In Dongshan outside the city, bandits have been rampant recently, especially one named Song He, the bandit king."

"A mere bandit dares to claim the title of king? What a joke!" Lieutenant Chu nodded and said:

"This bandit must be suppressed! No way!"

"Since Qiao Mu has a reputation for bravery and has yet to practice his strength, it is natural that he would die at the hands of bandits."

The two of them arranged Qiao Mu's life and death with just a few words.

But they didn't really care too much. After all, Qiao Mu's age and strength were there, so it was easy to handle them.

"Then, let him live a few more days." Lieutenant Chu said.

Don't be too hasty about this matter, otherwise it's easy to get into trouble.

Forefoot Qiaomu had just entered the city to defend the city, but he died in the bandit encirclement and suppression within a few days. This was too obvious.

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Qiao Mu didn't know the city lord's plan, but that didn't stop him from hanging out in the military camp.

He guessed that the city lord asked him to join the city defense army, so he naturally did not let him practice martial arts here to make a living.

It won't be long before the city lord will take action. When the time comes, he can just make another move.

He shouldn't stay in the barracks for long.

Therefore, although Qiao Mu also knew that some sergeants did not think highly of him, a centurion who had not yet practiced his strength and had just started to master weapons, he did not care.

That day, he was training at the martial arts field until dusk. Qiao Mu was about to return to the camp to rest when he saw a veteran under his command who was in his early forties and trotted towards him with yellow teeth grinning.

"Boss, I heard that you want to buy some martial arts skills, boxing manuals, etc.?"

"Yes." Qiao Mu nodded.

During these days in the Yancheng military camp, he also had a rough understanding of the composition of these sergeants.

Ninth-grade warriors are already one of the best in the military camp, and usually serve as centurions.

Most of the ordinary sergeants are stronger farmers, and a few of them have learned the two-handed farming technique.

Qiao Mu then wondered if he could learn the techniques from the hundreds of soldiers under his command.

After all, Qiao Mu is an immortal.

He may live for thousands of years in the future, so learn more martial arts and don't worry about wasting time and energy, because he has plenty of time.

As long as his body can withstand it, there are ten thousand exercises he wants to learn!

While he was still in the military camp and was not killed by the city lord, he tried to learn more.

Of course, the main technique must be longevity boxing, this will not change.

"Could it be that you have it on hand, Lao Huang?" Qiao Mu was a little surprised.

"Lao Huang" is actually not named Huang, but Bai.

Mainly because this guy grinned cheerfully when he met people. As a result, his teeth were quite yellow, so he was nicknamed "Old Huang".

"Yes, it's a hard skill. Do you want it, boss?" Lao Huang asked with a grin.

Hard work?

Qiao Mu's eyes suddenly lit up. He hadn't developed his inner strength yet. If he had an outsider's hard skills to protect himself, it would be really good.

Although he is not afraid of death, it is of course still useful to stack up some defense power.

Of course, Lao Huang is just an ordinary soldier, and Qiao Mu doesn't expect him to have any superior skills.

It doesn't matter if the grade is low, Qiao Mu is cheating anyway, and he won't refuse anyone who comes.

Qiao Mu was about to agree, when a burst of laughter came from the side. It was the other sergeants under his command.

"Boss, you might as well ask Lao Huang first what kind of hard skills he is talking about." A bald monk soldier next to him said with a smile.

"What is it?" Qiao Mu was confused.

"It's the Iron Crotch Kung Fu." Lao Huang said with a smile.

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"Old Huang, the hard skills I want are not that hard." Qiao Mu was a little speechless.

Why don't you leave this entertainment at home?

"Boss, don't look down on Iron Crotch Kung Fu." The bald monk soldier next to him said:

"Lao Huang is over 40 this year, and he has six children at home. Last year, he just had a new baby, so you think this iron crotch skill is not very powerful, right?"

Qiao Mu was immediately in awe.

"I, Qiao Mu, like to study martial arts most in my life. I want this iron crotch skill."

Chapter 15 My second brother is invincible!

Iron Crotch Kung Fu is naturally not a superior hard skill, but for Qiao Mu, it is still somewhat useful.

The crotch is actually one of the human body covers.

Qiao Mu was going to practice this Iron Crotch Kung Fu, and it didn't matter if he had sex with Lao Huang, Lao Er Mi Jian, Lao Dang Yizhuang, Lao Dang Yi Zhuang Lao Fu. The main purpose was to study martial arts and make up for the weaknesses of the human body.

But then the problem came.

Qiao Mu actually didn't have much money on hand.

As for the centurion's salary, he hasn't received it yet. After all, he has just taken office.

Qiao Mu did have the Immortality Fist and the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique on hand, but these two techniques and secrets were given to him by Qiao Canxue and were not suitable for exchange with outsiders.

He actually didn't expect that one of his sergeants would actually come up with martial arts skills for him so quickly.

After all, except for the weird ones like Wu Jihui, ordinary warriors still have a strong sense of sect, and they will not just hand over even superficial hard skills to others.

"Old Huang, please set a price for this iron crotch skill first. When I receive the centurion's monthly salary, I will come and buy it from you." Qiao Mu said.

He would not do such a thing as having sex for free, especially one of his own subordinates, even if he had just met her.

Unexpectedly, Lao Huang shook his head:

"Whatever the boss said, it's not money, it's not something valuable in the first place."

He grinned with big yellow teeth, handed out a linear book from his arms, and stuffed it into Qiao Mu's hand:

"This iron crotch skill is just for me to show my respect to my boss."

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes, but did not refuse.

The other sergeants next to him were a little surprised:

"When did Lao Huang become so enlightened?"

"This iron crotch skill is also a hard skill for protecting the gate. He is really willing to hand it over voluntarily, and he doesn't want to take any money?"

"Tsk, tsk, Lao Huang is so old, he finally got the idea?"

The other sergeants whispered.

This old Huang is just an ordinary big-headed soldier. Before joining the army, he was just a farmer. He really didn't know how to flatter others. Who would have thought that after the new centurion arrived, he suddenly became enlightened.

Qiao Mu held the secret book of Iron Crotch Kung Fu in his hand, nodded and said:

"Then I won't take advantage of you in vain."

"Let's do this. If there is a war, you will follow me and I will do my best to protect you."

Lao Huang smiled and expressed his thanks, but he didn't actually take it seriously.

On the other hand, the bald monk soldier next to him tugged at the corner of his mouth, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

The main responsibility of the Yancheng garrison is to maintain public order in Yancheng. They basically stand guard and watch the gates. There has been no fighting for a long time.

Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, in the final analysis he is still in the stage of strength training. He is also made of flesh and blood and will not be much stronger than ordinary big-headed soldiers on the battlefield.

If a high-level inner strength warrior said this, he would still be able to listen to it.

Qiao Mu seemed to be aware of it and glanced at the bald monk soldier next to him who was holding back a smile.

This monk soldier was born as a temple monk. He was tall and muscular, but when there was a famine, he left the temple and became a soldier to earn a living.

If ordinary sergeants only learn a few crops, then this bald monk soldier has indeed learned martial arts seriously.

"Boss, don't look at me. My little skill is actually not worth it." The bald monk soldier said quickly.

He had no intention of handing over his skills to Qiao Mu, especially considering Qiao Mu's intention, he didn't even intend to pay, but only gave an empty promise.

Although Qiao Mu is a centurion, he cannot forcefully ask for their skills and martial arts.

Moreover, the bald monk soldier felt that the difference in strength between the two sides was not that big. They were both still in the training stage. If they were to go on the battlefield, Qiao Mu's performance might not be as good as his monk soldier.

On the surface, Qiao Mu, the centurion, was their leader, but after all, Qiao Mu was lacking in strength and was one step behind.

Naturally, Qiao Mu didn't say much. He turned to look at Lao Huang and said:

"Also, although I, Qiao Mu, have always made huge promises, just talking about promises is a bit empty."

"Well, I have a rest today, how about I treat you to a drink?"

Qiao Mu didn't have money to buy martial arts skills, but he had more than enough money to drink.

When the surrounding sergeants heard that their superiors wanted to invite him to drink, of course they all cheered and said yes. Naturally, there was no reason to refuse.

Not long after, they arrived at Yunlai Restaurant in the inner city.

This Yunlai Restaurant is actually not a luxurious place, otherwise Qiao Mu wouldn't be able to afford it. It can only be said that the decoration is quite stylish, and it looks decent with a touch of sandalwood incense.

The other sergeants were fine.

When Lao Huang walked in with Qiao Mu, his eyes wandered everywhere, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.

"Old Huang, it's not like that. After all, you have been a soldier for several years, and you still make such a fool of yourself when you enter this small restaurant." The bald monk soldier next to him said:

"Today, the boss is inviting me to drink. Your behavior will bring disgrace to the boss."

Lao Huang just grinned.

Although he has been a soldier for several years, he looks more like an ordinary old country farmer.

The six children must have emptied the family fortune, and I'm afraid I won't be able to save much money... Qiao Mu didn't say much, just thinking that this man gave him the iron crotch skill, and he probably rarely came to this restaurant on weekdays, so So I invited him to drink a few more glasses of wine.

After a few glasses of wine, Lao Huang's original restraint gradually relaxed.

"Speaking of this iron crotch skill... You don't know something, boss. In fact, I could have had a seventh child." Lao Huang drank deeply and sighed.

Qiao Mu was immediately shocked.

Good guy, he really plans to form a team of Calabash Boys. If this old Huang was born in modern times, wouldn't he hold a conference to commend and judge a production model?

When the old man said this, he lost the smile that had been hanging on his face;

"A few days ago...probably four or five months ago, my wife was pregnant, so I took her back to the inner city to buy some supplements, and then I happened to meet the city lord..." Old Huang lowered his head. Staring at the wine in the glass, he slowly said:

"The servant next to him whipped my wife on the belly. Later, the fetus could not be saved. My wife also stayed in bed for almost three months. She was able to get out of bed recently, but she is still very weak..."

Speaking of this, Lao Huang suddenly paused:

"If you don't talk about these spoiling things, boss, I'll give you a toast."

The two wine glasses collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

In fact, the two of them met for the first time, but after Lao Huang drank too much, he started chatting and said:

"Boss, this Iron Crotch Kung Fu actually has some skills. It was passed down by a bodyguard from my ancestor."

"Iron Crotch Kung Fu has many wonderful uses. When practiced to the deepest level, it can shrink the yang into the abdomen, and use the fingers like an arm..."

"In Yancheng, when it comes to fists, feet, weapons and kung fu, of course I don't count, but when it comes to crotch kung fu..."

When Lao Huang said this, he grinned with yellow teeth and said with a proud smile:

"My second brother is invincible in the world!"