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Chapter 1 Old Deng Wants to Practice Martial Arts!

"A fire sale! A fire sale! Gene serum! Gene modification—even martial artists crave this!"

"This is armor discarded by martial artists. Don't be fooled by its old appearance. To be honest, if it weren't damaged, I wouldn't be selling it for this price."

"You think this is cabbage? Cheap? I risked my life to find it on the battlefield. To put it bluntly, it's only cheap because it has a spirit ring on it."

"..."

The old street market is filled with the sounds of vendors calling out their wares. It's a place that specializes in selling secondhand goods, but the quality of the products varies greatly.

Xia Fan leaned back leisurely in the rocking chair, fanning himself with a folding fan.

"Hey old man Xia, you're so old, aren't you ashamed to still be selling these women's underwear?"

Xia Fan heard the voice but did not answer.

He was already used to these comments, so he just closed his eyes slightly, smiled, and said, "What's the big deal? I'm just selling, not stealing. This money is earned honestly."

The aunt standing at the shop entrance curled her lip: "If you said you were selling proper clothing, I would have believed you. But look at what you're selling."

The shop was filled with clothes, all kinds of ripped clothes, and even open-crotch pants with zippers.

I suppose this size isn't meant for babies.

"What are you saying? Your daughter is a regular customer here."

Xia Fan certainly couldn't say these things to his face. He currently relies on this business to make a living, and since he runs a shop, he has to keep it a secret and just focus on doing a good job.

"Speaking of which, your Xiaoxue..."

Xia Fan wanted to change the subject.

But when Aunt Chen appeared before him, her face lit up with surprise: "How did you know my Xiaoxue participated in the martial arts competition and won a prize? I bought some meat and was just about to go home to make braised pork."

Xia Fan's face darkened.

Who asked you?

Are you waiting for me here?

He had originally planned to offer a few words of advice to Aunt Chen to pay attention to her daughter's feelings, but now the advice is gone.

Aunt Chen talked on and on, while Xia Fan was also lost in his memories.

He is a time traveler who has been here for some time and has gradually adapted to life here. This place is not much different from where he used to live.

The difference is that martial artists exist here. Becoming a martial artist is like having one's ancestors' graves emitting auspicious smoke, bringing glory to one's ancestors.

Unfortunately, not everyone has the talent to become a martial artist.

As he thought this, he slowly turned around and looked at the mirror, where he saw an old face with white hair and a faded mandarin jacket.

That's right. In his previous life, he was a young and strong man. Who would have thought that he would transmigrate into such an old man?

Moreover, the feeling that he was about to die made him truly feel the sorrow of old age.

When he first transmigrated, he tried to struggle, but it was no use. He never thought of practicing martial arts when he was young, and now that he is so old, it is even more impossible.

Aunt Chen then launched into a long monologue. After recounting Chen Xiaoxue's exploits, she felt much better and exclaimed, "Old man Xia, look at you! You didn't get married when you were young, and now look what's happened—you're all alone."

Ok……

If you don't get married when you're young, you'll only be ridiculed when you're old.

"Alright, it's too late to talk about this now. Let's go back and cook for Xiaoxue."

Xia Fan withdrew his gaze and continued to lie in the rocking chair, looking at the old television. To be honest, he was really unwilling. Who would want to transmigrate into an old man's body, especially one who was about to die of old age?

Perhaps, even our final days will be wasted like this.

He also tried boxing, but when he threw a punch, his bones felt so brittle that they could break at any moment. Any exercise caused him to experience back pain.

The old television set was constantly playing the latest news.

[A 100-year-old "Thunder God" marries an 18-year-old "Milk Tea Sister," trending on social media.]

On the screen, the Thunder Messenger had white hair, and standing next to him was a young and beautiful girl, with Milk Tea Sister smiling very happily.

[Skywalker has broken through to the Star-level martial artist realm, his fists shaking mountains and rivers. He also announced that he is widely recruiting female students as his disciples; those who are willing can apply.]

A centenarian living alone had physical contact with a young woman on a bus. The woman reported him, and the martial arts association has detained the centenarian on charges of indecent assault.

As Xia Fan watched the news, he couldn't help but sigh. Strength is the most important thing. If he had strength, he could be Happy Superman.

Look at that powerless centenarian, wasn't he detained?

He watched the news and before he knew it, night had fallen, and most of the shops outside were already closed.

He dragged his aged body to his feet, placed the fan aside, and prepared to turn off the old television.

"Are you still selling it?"

Suddenly, a familiar and pleasant voice came from the doorway. Xia Fan turned around and saw a girl wearing a baseball cap standing at the door.

She wore a short leather top, revealing her slender waist and fair belly, while her lower body was covered by leather shorts, showing off her straight, white, and tender legs, which were quite alluring.

Chen Xiaoxue, Aunt Chen's daughter, unexpectedly came to buy these clothes again after dinner. How fancy is she?

"Yes, it's for sale. What do you want to buy?"

Xia Fan asked with a smile.

Chen Xiaoxue slowly raised her head, her pretty face adorned with light makeup and even earrings—a quintessential motorcycle girl.

But to be honest, with her hands in her coat pockets, her outfit and appearance actually made her look quite cool.

That one.

Every time Chen Xiaoxue came over, she was relatively quiet, perhaps because she felt there was nothing to talk about with an old man, so she never said anything.

Xia Fan followed her slender finger and saw a full-coverage leather jacket hanging there. The zipper was straight and could be pulled all the way down from the chest.

"You want to play the investigator too?"

"What investigator?"

Chen Xiaoxue was puzzled.

Xia Fan was too lazy to explain further. It seemed that no one in this world even understood the essence of things. It was as if no one knew about the classic defeated investigator.

"It's nothing, it's 258 yuan, just give me 250."

Chen Xiaoxue took out cash, counted out 258 yuan and handed it to Xia Fan. When she took the clothes, she gave Xia Fan, this old geezer, a strange look.

Tsk, what kind of look is that?

In other words, I'm old now. If I were younger, I'd be a threat to you.

But I have to say, this girl is really beautiful. I don't know how someone like Aunt Chen could have given birth to such a beautiful daughter. I would believe it if you said they were switched at birth.

The key point is that when she walks, her slender waist is completely exposed, and her smooth and delicate skin is so attractive that any normal man would be unable to resist taking a second look.

However, Chen Xiaoxue soon returned, blushing, and handed the leather jacket back: "Package, wrapping..."

After she finished speaking, she reached out and pressed her baseball cap down, as if she felt ashamed.

So you do have a sense of shame after all...

Xia Fan didn't say much, but started packing her things, and casually said, "Enjoy yourself enough. Your mom comes here often, she'll find out sooner or later."

"Mind your own business... Old Deng."

"What did you call me?" Xia Fan was about to hand over the clothes when he suddenly glared at him.

They've lost all basic manners.

Old Deng, I was about the same age as you in my past life.

"Believe it or not, I'll tell your mother."

Chen Xiaoxue's beautiful eyes widened. "Are you a primary school student? Why are you playing the 'telling your parents' game?"

However, she also realized that her weakness was still being used against her, so after a slight hesitation, she changed her words: "Grandpa..."

"Call me again, I want to hear a different name."

"uncle."

"Say it again."

Don't even think about leaving unless you call me brother.

Chen Xiaoxue pulled her baseball cap down even lower, looking quite ashamed, and finally stammered:

"dad……"

Xia Fan: "???"