Of course, he had another purpose. The large number of antiques transported by the Sand Dust Organization were slightly different from normal antiques. Many of the antiques on the antique list had a gimmick about their original owners, and some of the valuable ones even had background stories.
This is probably to hype up the price of antiques and make them more valuable. Of course, there are quite a few antiques with real stories among these antiques. This is what Kaxiu is looking at, and perhaps the proportion of obsessive antiques is larger.
He collected his thoughts and finished his breakfast in a few bites.
Then he walked towards the central district of Shirakawa. One hundred meters in front of Citi Street, there happened to be a tram that went directly to the central district. Kaxiu bought a ticket and sat sideways.
The layout of this tram is actually not much different from that of the modern subway, both of which have long seats on the left and right sides.
However, the seats of this era are not made of metal, but wood like armchairs, with a layer of soft dark red leather underneath like a sofa, which makes it quite comfortable to sit on.
Around eight o'clock in the morning, the door of the tram opened. Kaxiu stepped down from the tram, identified the location and walked towards it.
He was running around all morning.
First, he went to a tailor shop to order a large number of clothes of various styles, and then ordered two batches of larger sizes according to the measured data. In order to prepare for a rainy day, Kaxiu learned his lesson after suffering a loss and would not allow himself to make the same mistake again.
It would be stupid to say otherwise, unless he has amnesia.
In addition, there are already large-scale clothing stores in this era. But Kaxiu's situation is special. He is a strong man of about 1.9 meters, and there are few clothes that fit his body. If he returns to his body and strengthens again, he will need bigger clothes.
It would be best to find a tailor shop to make it custom-made.
Of course, Kaxiu felt that he would not continue to grow taller and swell, and the next physical improvement would tend to increase muscle density and bone density. For example, when Moying's physical strength increased a day ago, Kaxiu did not continue to gain muscle.
On the contrary, his overall weight increased significantly, but his body shape did not change. His muscle density increased greatly, and his physical defense also increased significantly accordingly. The two complemented each other.
Besides, Kaxiu was still looking for another place to live. He had a lot of money now and wanted to move to another place. Although Jessica's apartment was good, there were many people around.
And with neighbors nearby, it would be difficult for Kaxiu to install some exercise equipment or do some heavy exercises. If he did that, he would probably be complained by the neighbors right away.
Therefore, finding a small building to live alone is the best choice.
Kaxiu now had a lot of money, including 150,000 federal coins from the gang, 70,000 from Phil's father, and 20,000 to 30,000 from the Gray Seal Martial Arts School. After deducting the money he had spent, he had more than 200,000 in his hands, enough to buy a small house.
Unfortunately, after a morning of searching and visiting two or three real estate agencies, none of them had a place that Kaxiu was satisfied with.
Later he thought of his cheap apprentice Phil.
Maybe I can ask Phil and his brother Matthew when we go to the Gray Seal Martial Arts School this afternoon. After all, their family owns a company and they have a wide network of contacts, so maybe they have channels in this regard.
Kaxiu himself would not waste time and energy searching blindly.
At noon, after having a meal in the central district, he took the tram wearing his newly bought black jacket and peaked cap.
Custom-made clothes at a tailor shop take time, so Kaxiu first went to the most famous Green Lotus clothing store in the central district and bought a few sets of clothes to make do with. They would be ready in half a week.
Time flies and it is afternoon.
The door of the Gray Seal Martial Arts School was pushed open, and a strong and tall figure walked in, carrying a shoulder bag in his hand.
Kaxiu glanced at the counter near the door. The bat-haired old man was still as focused as ever. He was looking at a color magazine with great interest and a lecherous expression on his face.
"Old Mike."
He walked over and tapped the table with his fingers.
"Oh, it's Coach Levi, your keys are here." The old man looked up suddenly, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and then opened the drawer of the counter and took out a bunch of keys.
There are many keys on the keychain, all with labels with Kaxiu's name on them. Coach's room, exercise room, closet...
"Thank you."
Kaxiu picked up the key and did not forget to give a reminder.
"Take care of yourself."
"Hey, I'll just take a look and feast my eyes. At my age, I don't have the strength to do it even if I want to." Old Mike sighed.
"On the contrary, Coach Levi, I really envy your strong and tall figure. I don't know how many beautiful female coaches and female students in the martial arts gym are jealous of you, but you just don't pay attention to it."
"Really?" Kasu raised his eyebrows slightly.
He picked up the shoulder bag that contained his clothes, reached out to grab a white towel from the wall bracket, swung it, and put it around his neck.
Walking along the passage, people on both sides kept greeting Kaxiu. It was obvious that he was quite famous in the Gray Seal Martial Arts School.
"Hi! Hello, Coach Levi!"
A beautiful girl in tight fitness clothes smiled and waved to Kaxiu. She had a black ponytail, and the tight vest on her upper body outlined her plump and hot figure, and the tightly wrapped trousers also perfectly highlighted her slender and tight legs.
The girl's name seems to be Hannah. She is a regular visitor to the Gray Seal Martial Arts School and has recently been making appointments for Kashu's fighting lessons.
"Oh, hello. Hannah..." Kaxiu nodded.
Perhaps because of what Old Mike had reminded him, he took a look at Hannah's eyes and found that her eyes were always lingering on his solid pectoralis major and firm waist, and occasionally she would inadvertently slide to the inside of his strong thighs.
"..." Kaxiu's body trembled. He now understood what those beautiful girls felt when they were watched by men on the street. Complex shyness and anger.
"I didn't expect Coach Levi would still remember my name."
Hannah narrowed her eyes and smiled, her lips glowing like peaches, and her face was faintly charming.
"Huh? Coach, you seem to have gotten taller and stronger."
Her eyes swept over him with a hint of aggression.
"Depend on!"
Kaxiu cursed inwardly, pretended not to hear and walked away quickly. He could feel that this woman wanted to seduce him.
Of course, maybe this word is overused.
Perhaps attract is a more appropriate word.
Next, on the way from the front hall to the locker room.
Many people greeted Kaxiu, most of them were women, and at least half of them looked at him strangely. Kaxiu had never noticed before that he was so popular.
He walked all the way to the locker room, opened the locker, changed into the yellow fighting uniform of the Gray Seal Martial Arts School, and then pushed the door open and walked out.
In the toilet next door, Kaxiu was washing his hands while looking in the mirror.
Although the man inside is not handsome, his facial features are deep and three-dimensional. His cold and silent temperament gives off a cool feeling.
Coupled with his upright posture and strong physique, Kaxiu unknowingly acquired an inexplicable and unique masculine charm.
So I am also a popular guy in the eyes of women
"hehe."
He smiled helplessly and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face.
Then he left the toilet and walked towards the exercise room.
Kacha, Kaxiu turned the door handle and walked in.
This was a rather spacious room, much larger than the living room in Jessica's apartment. The floor was covered with gray checkered flooring, the walls were snow-white, and there was no unnecessary decoration.
There are two or three pots of green indoor plants in the corner.
The rest are exercise facilities.
Kaxiu opened a corner of the window and looked outside. It was the playground of the Gray Seal Martial Arts School, where several students were running.
I glanced at the time and realized I was half an hour early.
Since he had nothing to do, he started exercising immediately.
In fact, many habits in the past era have been affecting Kaxiu, and he gradually becomes unwilling to waste a minute of time.
Whenever I have free time, I will feel uncomfortable if I don’t practice the Fengxiang secret martial arts.
If practicing qigong causes symptoms.
Then he is definitely in the advanced stage of qigong cancer.
Half an hour later, the slanting sunlight shone into the room.
A dozen students were doing combat training today under the guidance of Kaxiu, and he was familiar with three of them. They were Phil and his friend Milo, and Tifa who loved combat.
"Next, we will practice in pairs. Try out the fighting techniques I taught you in the previous classes." Kaxiu took a few steps forward and came to Phil's side: "Let's get started."
Immediately, everyone began looking for their opponents.
Some familiar people paired up and started practicing fighting.
Next to Kashu, Milo glanced at Phil, but Phil was staring at Tifa in the distance, about to walk over. Kashu, who was in front of the rectangular window, said as he walked over: "Tifa, Phil and Milo, the three of you come over here."
In the corner, four people gathered together.
"How are you doing with the explosive skills I taught you earlier?"
Kaxiu touched his chin and glanced at the three of them.
"It's OK," Phil said.
"I'm fine too," Milo agreed.
"It's difficult. I only have a few clues..."
Tifa stood very straight and said somewhat unwillingly.
Kashu smiled in his heart. It sounded like Milofil had mastered the skills better than Tifa. But that was not the case. Tifa was definitely more proficient in Kashu's teaching skills than the two of them.
All three of them were right. Firmino did think he was doing well, but that was because they were ignorant and thought they were doing well after making some small progress. Tifa, on the other hand, had practiced martial arts for so many years, so her concepts were much clearer.
The progress she made was insignificant compared to the entire burst technique; it was just a small application of this technique.
Only then did he say that he had only gotten a little clue.
Tifa could feel that her coach was very capable. The burst skills he taught her a few days ago were much better than those taught by the fighting club of Edelweiss Middle School.
Therefore, Tifa was more eager to learn seriously. She even planned to ask Kaxiu to become her apprentice after getting familiar with him for a while. The reason why she didn't ask directly now was because the two of them had only known each other for a short time, and Tifa was afraid that Kaxiu would refuse if she asked to become his apprentice directly.
"Is your training going well, Phil? Then have a sparring match with Tifa and let me see your level." Kaxiu said with a smile.
In the previous few classes, he taught the three boys and girls a burst technique. Of course, this was not the two burst techniques of the complete wind-based fighting technique, but a reduced version.
The limit is probably to increase the speed by about 1.3 times.
Don't underestimate this 0.3. In close combat, an extra 0.1 is fatal. Moreover, this 0.3 is based on the user's physical strength. As long as you train your physique to be stronger and more powerful, it will be more effective when using explosive techniques.
Next, Kaxiu watched the two of them compete. Phil was excited at first, but in a few seconds he was beaten like a wilted eggplant. He couldn't stand up anymore and didn't have the energy he had just now.
It was a complete beating.
The so-called burst skills were also very poor, far inferior to Tifa's proficiency. Phil was a little frustrated.
"Don't be discouraged. Isn't this just the beginning?"
Kaxiu patted Phil on the shoulder.
The next few hours were just like before. Kaxiu got a message that the Edelweiss Middle School Fighting Club would be holding an internal ranking competition soon. He immediately encouraged Phil to give it a try.
He also said with a smile that if Phil's ranking improved significantly, he would definitely attract the attention of others, and it was obvious who those others were.
Of course, Kaxiu did this not just for encouragement, but because he knew that the fighting skills and explosive skills he taught were useful.
If Phil goes, he will definitely make great progress, and accordingly he will pay more attention to Kaxiu, his martial arts teacher.
It is beneficial to have a closer relationship with Phil's family. At least now Kasu still needs the help of Phil's brother and father.
In addition, Kaxiu asked Phil to pass a message to Matthew. He wanted Matthew to help him find a suitable new residence.
Phil naturally agreed to do this small favor.
After finishing the work at the Gray Seal Martial Arts School, Kaxiu had dinner near Hongta Street, and then returned to Jessica's apartment to prepare until about 10:30 p.m. on the 5th.
Shirakawa City, main city, Beka Street.
Black boots stepped on the corner of the street, and the gray and white street bricks made a clicking sound, which immediately broke the silence of Becca Street.
The street lamp emitted a yellow light, shining on the strong chest of the visitor. A tall and burly figure silently glanced at the street. There were one or two goldfish-mouth cars parked in the roadside parking spaces.
The leaves rustled in the evening breeze, and a wild cat with mottled fur was sleeping on the lid of a copper trash can.
Occasionally there are fallen leaves scattered on the road.
This is neither a commercial area nor a residential area.
Naturally, there is little traffic, especially after 10 o'clock in the evening. Maybe no one passes by in half an hour.
This is very much to the taste of the Sand Dust Organization's antique transport vehicle.
Similarly, it also suits the appetite of Kasu who wants to do bad things.
He planned to have a thief-on-thief fight, right here.
As time passed, the round moon was blocked by huge dark clouds, with only a few scattered stars shining.
At the front of the street, bright lights were projected over.
A black square-bottomed Ford truck drove onto Beka Street.