"Senior Martial Brother, are they enemies?" Guoguo asked curiously.
Song Shuhang smiled. "No. At most, we have a grudge against each other."
"Then, will they kill Senior Martial Brother Shuhang?" Loli Zhu asked curiously.
"How is that possible? At most, they'll beat me up. Cough! Are you expecting something? Are you expecting them to seriously injure me so that you can do whatever you want? "Song Shuhang asked.
Guoguo said, "How could that be? We're just thinking about whether or not we should lend Senior Martial Brother Shuhang a hand. Senior Martial Brother, you're gauging the heart of a gentleman with your own mean measure. "
At that moment, the blackmailer glared fiercely at the three brats. "Shut up, you three little fellows. Don't make so much noise."
Then, he turned to stare at Song Shuhang. "If you're a man, then be straightforward. Which hand do you want me to break? Also … tell these three brats to move to the side. I never hurt children. "
This blackmailer unexpectedly had a bottom line.
"Alright, it's not appropriate to let children see such a violent scene. You three wait here," Song Shuhang said to Guoguo and the others.
After he finished speaking, he followed the blackmailer and the other malevolent-looking men into an even smaller alley at the side.
A tragedy was about to unfold.
Guoguo said, "Will Senior Martial Brother Shuhang kill all of them?"
Shi said, "Definitely not. They're just ordinary people. At most, he'll just teach them a lesson."
Zhu said, "I'm so jealous. Why hasn't anyone come looking for trouble with us like they did with Senior Martial Brother Shuhang? I've never been surrounded before. "
Guoguo's eyes lit up when he heard this. No one knew what he was thinking.
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In the alley.
The current Song Shuhang was no longer in the mood to kill these ordinary ruffians. After all, he was already a Third Stage cultivator. Moreover, ordinary ruffians couldn't provide him with any experience, so there was no point in killing them.
Of course, since the opposite party wanted to bump into the muzzle of the gun, they couldn't blame Song Shuhang.
"Brat, have you decided which hand you want to keep? Left hand or right hand? "The blackmailer knocked on the steel pipe in his hand. The other men surrounded Song Shuhang.
"Hmm … Both my left and right hands are very useful, so I can't leave either of them for you." Then, Song Shuhang said seriously, "Also, let me remind you, I've trained before! Guys like you, I can take on a hundred of you. "Song Shuhang was already being modest when he said a hundred.
"Damn you!" The blackmailer was enraged.
He waved the steel pipe and smashed it at Song Shuhang.
In a fight between local ruffians, besides experience, the most important thing was momentum.
Overwhelm the enemy with his aura, and then knock him down with a single strike of the rod.
Song Shuhang reached out and grabbed the steel pipe from the blackmailer's hand with a light hook. Then, he turned his body slightly and extended his leg to hook the blackmailer. The blackmailer fell to the ground.
Song Shuhang faintly smiled and twisted the steel pipe with both hands. He used a bit of force to show these local ruffians how to twist a steel pipe into a dough twist with his bare hands.
The blackmailer's eyes widened. He had brought the steel pipe with him, so he naturally knew that it was a genuine steel pipe. Its hardness wasn't adulterated.
This youngster was actually able to twist the steel pipe into a dough twist. Even if he were to play with it for a hundred years, he wouldn't be able to achieve this level of arm strength.
"Again, I've trained before." Song Shuhang threw the twisted steel pipe to the side and pondered if he should be more gentle with it later. Or should he be more forceful?
Just as he was pondering … Song Shuhang's figure suddenly trembled.
Then, Song Shuhang didn't waste any more words. He stepped forward like a tiger in a flock of sheep. With a few punches and kicks, the blackmailer and his companions fell to the ground.
After beating up these guys, Song Shuhang turned around and left the small alley. He brought the three brats to Luo Xin Street District.
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… …
The blackmailer and his companions were lying on the ground, screaming in pain.
Song Shuhang had controlled his strength so that they would feel the most pain, but not to the extent where they would be seriously injured. It would make them unable to get out of bed for a few days, but it wouldn't leave any internal injuries.
"Damn it, damn it." The blackmailer clenched his teeth and rolled on the ground in pain.
This time, they had kicked an iron plate. The other party was truly a martial artist. It wouldn't be a problem for him to beat up a hundred of them.
However, he was filled with hatred. He felt extremely sullen.
Three months ago, this youngster had taken away the only two thousand yuan he had on him, causing him to suffer for a long time. After much difficulty, he had finally found the other party and was prepared to take revenge, but he had been utterly defeated.
"If only I had enough strength, if only I could beat this guy to the ground …" This thought appeared in his mind.
Right at this moment … an illusory voice rang out in the blackmailer's ears, "Do you desire strength?"
This voice was illusory and faintly discernible. It seemed to be near yet far, male yet female, old yet young. It sounded extremely strange. Moreover, this voice was filled with temptation, causing one's heart to beat faster upon hearing it.
Sometimes, these popular phrases and memes would become the instinct of young people in their lives. When they heard the first half of the sentence, their bodies would become restless, and they would instinctively reply to the second half of the sentence.
The illusory voice paused for a moment.
For a moment, the illusory voice really wanted to turn around and leave, ignoring this idiot who was filled with nothing but lust.
Fortunately, he managed to keep his cool.
After a short while, the illusory voice continued to ring out in the blackmailer's ears, "Do you desire strength? Do you desire to become the main character of this world? Do you desire to take revenge on your enemies? Do you desire to trample on your enemies and trample on them? "
This time, the illusory voice said all the temptations in one breath, lest this idiot gave another reply that would make him vomit blood.
Become the main character of this world? This line deeply struck the blackmailer's heart.
However, he still had some doubts.
"Strength? Can you twist a steel pipe into a fried dough twist with your bare hands? " The blackmailer asked. After being influenced by Song Shuhang just now, he felt that twisting a steel pipe into a fried dough twist with his bare hands was a form of strength!
"That's not all," the illusory voice tempted him. At the same time, he felt slightly relieved. This idiot had taken the bait.
The blackmailer asked again, "Can you defeat the guy who beat me up just now?"
"As long as you obtain strength, you can defeat ten of him with one hand," the illusory voice tempted him again.
The blackmailer's eyes lit up. However, after thinking for a moment, he asked again, "What price do I need to pay? Do I need to save the world? "
The illusory voice paused again.
"You don't need to pay any price. You just need to find a treasure for me one day," the illusory voice said again.
The blackmailer pondered for a moment, "How can I trust you? How are you going to give me strength? "
"Lower your head and look in front of you. What do you see?" the illusory voice continued.
The blackmailer did as he was told and lowered his head to look in front of him.
Soon after, he saw a small black dot appear in the air. The small black dot absorbed the energy of the heavens and the earth, and countless black specks of light gathered together.
It was as if sand was piling up. Finally, these black specks gathered together to form a black crystal ring.
The blackmailer's eyes widened. This wasn't something a human could do.
Was he really going to become the main character of a novel?
"Tell me, what do you see?" the illusory voice continued.
"I see a … ring," the blackmailer replied.
"Very good. You indeed have the potential to become a king. That's why you can see it. In that case, stretch out your hand and grab this ring. Wear it, and you … will become the king of this world! "the illusory voice tempted him.
"Wear it and become the king of this world?" The blackmailer stretched out his hand and grabbed the ring. "This plot is so familiar. Won't this ring control my mind? "
"No, it won't," the illusory voice replied.
"In that case, if I wear it, will I gain the ability to transform into armor?" the blackmailer asked again.
This time, the illusory voice didn't reply.
There was no helping it. There was a generation gap between him and the youngsters. He felt that he had to catch up on the knowledge of being young.
The blackmailer frowned and waited for a while. Seeing that the voice wasn't replying, he could only carefully put the crystal ring on his finger.
Becoming the king of this world? Becoming the main character?
However, if he could obtain the power to defeat that fellow, it would be enough.
At most, after teaching that fellow a lesson, he could seal the ring. Or, he could do what the characters in the movie 'The Lord of the Rings' did many years ago and destroy the ring.
The instant the blackmailer put the ring on, he instantly felt a powerful force surge out from the ring and enter his body.
In an instant, the pain from the beating he received from Song Shuhang was completely healed.
Not only did his body no longer hurt, but his originally thin and weak body had also grown bigger. The outline of muscles could faintly be seen.
Power. Endless power surged out from his body.
This feeling was too wonderful. He felt that right now, he could deal with ten of his previous selves.
When the surrounding companions, who were still groaning on the ground, saw the blackmailer suddenly stand up, all of them were stunned.
"Hahahaha." The blackmailer laughed strangely. Then, he squatted down and picked up a steel pipe from the ground.
"Ah, ah!" The blackmailer used all his strength to twist the steel pipe.
Unfortunately … the steel pipe wasn't twisted like a fried dough twist. It was only twisted a little.
However, the blackmailer wasn't disappointed. This was because he could feel that as time passed, his body was becoming stronger and stronger.
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