I'll forge a new destiny

Chapter 108 Beating

Oily but not greasy, coquettish but not cheap.

This flattering look looks like something I have seen before.

There must not be many people making this gesture in front of Cecil on weekdays. If they are seen less or killed less, they will definitely not be able to achieve this magic.

All I can say is that he is indeed talented and can even shine his shoes cleaner than others.

Cecil definitely didn't intend to shine his shoes - he might have had this intention at first, but he came to his senses after a while.

impossible!

He is Cecil, and this is the territory of the offshore association!

How could there possibly be any dangers in the port of Eris that the offshore coast cannot handle? !

It must be some special ability that scared him.

It was also his fault that he had been so pampered these days and had long forgotten how ferocious he was when he picked up a knife to kill people. He was actually frightened by such a young boy.

Damn it, this is the Port of Eris. Cecil would rather believe that he won't do it than believe that there will be anyone here who can't resist.

Even Mellann has to rely on the Tritons!

This bastard can beat me so painfully, maybe he is some special awakened person, for example, a slap in the face can be blessed or something...

Wojiri, who is not an awakened person yet?

Although the Awakened Ones in the Port of Eris are not as precious as other places, or can play a much role, but being able to worry that one more Awakened One will affect the meat distribution naturally shows that Cecil's status was also gained from the mountains of swords and seas of fire. .

Although a lot of them have been destroyed now, the sharp sword is not without some deterrent effect!

When he thought of this, Cecil wanted to just stand up and fight with Zhang Xing.

Then when he looked up and saw that cold move, his whole body was filled with anger.

It would be better to kneel down first and then think about it carefully. It would be better to find a safer method.

Yes, he was afraid, but Cecil never thought of stopping his resistance.

And how to resist - "The gift I prepared for you is still here!"

With Zhang Xing looking at him with interest, Cecil had no intention of letting Zhang Xing divert his attention, and put his hands into his arms while walking on his knees.

Zhang Xing lowered his head slightly and watched this person move in front of him.

I watched him take out the knife very quickly even though he was a little unfamiliar.

'A lot slower than Charles...'

Snapped!

The familiar sharp pain burned Cecil's face and ignited his withered heart.

"What the hell-"

Snapped!

Zhang Xing looked at Cecil who was a little confused. His face was red and slightly bleeding, which made him feel that something was wrong.

"It seems like there was only one twitch here."

Snapped!

Now it's symmetrical.

Stomping on the envoy who was awakened by the movement, Zhang Xing walked towards Cecil who was sent flying - even the angle at which he flew out was exactly the same, so it must be very symmetrical.

"You're a little too slow." Zhang Xing said teasingly, looking at the man who was covering his head and coming back to reality from the daze, he picked up a stool and came closer.

It's indeed a bit slower, but it's not about the movement, it's about the timing of it.

If we really want to talk about speed, although I don’t know what the ability is, it was indeed very fast just now. But it's a pity that he is not Charles, and he is not facing a relaxed Zhang Xing.

"You had a chance to scratch my clothes..."

A stool foot pressed down on Cecil's hand, and Zhang Xing sat on it.

Ah - "Don't scream!"

Looking at the gangster who was holding back his screams, he adjusted his position and stopped moving until big beads of sweat appeared on his pale face.

"My clothes are quite expensive and are filled with the care and love of my friends. Although you haven't really crossed it off, since you have this plan, it shouldn't be justified not to give me an explanation, right?"

Cecil is not Pike. As a figure with a greater power, he must be worse, and there is no one who can be responsible for his fate.    At least Zhang Xing has not met such a person.

Maybe, but that person has just been buried.

"So you have to give me a good enough explanation."

Looking at the gangster leader who was gritting his teeth but not daring to struggle at all, Zhang Xing felt that he was indeed suitable for doing bad things.

The Ripper's chain swayed slightly, waiting for the opportunity to drink blood for the first time - as for whether he could drink blood, it would depend on whether Cecil's next words would satisfy Zhang Xing.

Cecil, who was lying on the ground, had begun to forget the pain in his arm. Of course, it might be the burning sensation on his face that made him feel it more clearly.

In short, he gave in again and lay there just hoping that the devil who appeared out of nowhere would let him go.

Or how can I be of use to him.

Cecil still had some hope in his heart. He felt that Zhang Xing, a handsome man, couldn't come here just to slap him twice, right?

The gangsters are not that boring, right?

As long as you can be used somewhere, you still have a chance to survive, and even a chance to continue climbing up.

At worst, Jin Hai would just change his name. It's not like he has never been a little brother to others.

Just kidding, he is a first-class shoe polisher!

He raised his head with great effort and smiled flatteringly at Zhang Xing - when he got closer, he saw that he was indeed oily but not greasy, coquettish but not mean.

And there’s an extra touch of sincerity.

"How much do you think your life is worth?"

"What's a bad life worth?"

"You mean, not valuable?"

"It's worthless! Isn't there anyone in front of you who is worthless?"

"Then why should I keep you?"

"Then it's valuable!" Red tears flowed from his eyes, full of sincerity: "There is nothing worthless in your hands!"

Zhang Xing smiled and felt that this person was worthy of being able to get ahead, and he was indeed on the right track.

"So if I sell you my life, what price do you think I should give?"

"What's the price? If you can't give it, you can't give it!"

"Oh, you don't want to give it?" It's strange, but now you are becoming more stubborn.

With a slight exertion on his feet, Cecil's face was pressed red and white, but the man actually stabilized himself and stared at Zhang Xing: "I won't give you a point!"

If it weren't for the cowardly look in his eyes, Zhang Xing would have thought he had changed his gender.

Without waiting for Zhang Xing to speak, he heard a snap. Cecil forcibly broke the hand he was holding down and dislocated it, then turned over and looked directly at Zhang Xing.

"My life is only valuable if it's in your hands. If I buy it back, I'll be a waste again. Naturally, I can't give you a cent!"

Good guy, he really has some unique skills!

Looking at this utterly devoted and loyal look, if Zhang Xing hadn't just met him, he would have thought that he had known him for a long time.

"You can also say this?!"

"I couldn't say it at first, but when I saw you, it suddenly became smoother!"

This is, damn...

(End of this chapter)